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THE STRANGEST OF PLACES - Chapter Twenty Two

draco x fem!ravenclaw reader / postwar au series

warnings: strong language, angst, alcohol use (characters are 18+)

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One Hell of a Dinner Party

"So, Draco, your mother tells us you've taken a fancy to Ministry work," Mr Greengrass asks the young Malfoy heir from across the long dark wood table, between them a feast for at least a hundred people laid out by house elves scuttering to and fro, "fine place, the Ministry. Well, under the correct management, that is."

The man laughs, as Lucius joins purely out of politeness. Draco, too, manages a small laugh, as he pushes the food around his plate.

"Well, I've been thinking about that, yes," he answers, Astoria gazing at him from across the way, Daphne on her umpteenth glass of wine, "but I also like medicine, sir, so maybe a job at St. Mungo's."

"St. Mungo's, you say?" the older gentlemen looks over at this wife, Mrs Greengrass, who cuts her food into pea size pieces, and gives her an rather unreadable look, "very noble of you son, to want to help others, but what about the pay, and the hours? Not a very suitable job for a family man, wouldn't you agree, Lucius?"

"Ah, well, we have always told Draco he may choose whatever profession he would like," Lucius goes on to explain, dabbing the corners of his mouth with his napkin, "I'm sure, once he has climbed up the ranks, he will have more flexibility with the job."

Mr Greengrass scoffs amusingly.

"And how long would that take, Lucius? Narcissa, surely you would prefer Draco to choose a much more stable profession? There are plenty of places in accounting at the Ministry, I can always put a good word in for your boy." said Mr Greengrass.

Draco clenches his fist under the table. If it wasn't for his mother breathing down his neck, he would've given old Greengrass a piece of his mind. Astoria, like a deer in the headlights, looks between the adults with a nervous disposition.

"The offer is very much appreciated, isn't it, dear?" Narcissa then speaks up, looking over at Draco with a desperate sort of look in her eyes. Draco, already fed up and even more so now Mr Greengrass had voiced his opinion, takes a deep breath and forces a smile onto his face.

"Tell me, Mr Greengrass," Draco said in the most sarcastic tone he could muster, Daphne shaking her head at him in the corner of his eye in an attempt to stop whatever he was thinking about saying, "you've been at the Ministry for some time now. How do you find sleeping at night?"

"Right, how about some dessert?" Narcissa says very loudly, chair legs scraping along the dining room floor as she begins gathering plates and passing them to the tiny house elf, "I made the most delicious looking pavlova. Mrs Greengrass, care for some? Tea or coffee, anyone?"

Her voice seemed to be getting higher in pitch as she spoke, the tension now thick and rather unpleasant. Within a few minutes, the table was cleared and in floated several mouth-watering desserts. Along with Narcissa's pavlova, there was freshly baked strawberry cheesecake, double chocolate fudge cake and boats of pouring cream and custard. As the dessert settled on the tables service, talk of school began, and Draco's mind started to drift far away from the conversation around him.

"We are so proud of Astoria," Mrs Greengrass boasts, helping herself to the thinnest slice of cheesecake the world has ever seen, "we have full faith she will come out with top marks. Such a clever and interesting young woman."

Daphne snorts quietly as she indulges in chocolate cake, Draco meeting her eyes with a small smirk tugging at his lips. Astoria gives her sister a stern look. Their mother then changes the subject to Draco's school days, much to his dismay.

"Astoria tells us that you're rather sporty, Draco," Mrs Greengrass then asks, picking at her cheesecake, "she says you've taken up Quidditch this year?"

"He's always played Quidditch, Ma," Daphne rolls her eyes, "can't you remember?"

"The best seeker Slytherin has seen in years," Astoria speaks loudly over her sister, "Madam Hooch even says so. Thanks to him Slytherin have done extremely well this year."

"Isn't that wonderful, dear?" Mrs Greengrass says to Mr Greengrass, who hums in agreement as his mouth is full of pavlova, "and have you always liked playing Quidditch, dear?"

Draco clears his throat.

"I had a break in sixth year," he explains, all eyes now on him, "but I recently got back into it," he pauses for a moment, glancing at the six people around the table, "a good friend of mine helped me regain my passion for it."

Astoria choked a little on her dessert, before gulping down a glass of water.

"It's always nice to have good friends around you," Mrs Greengrass smiles, "does your friend also play Quidditch? Is he into sport?"

"She doesn't play, no," Draco smiles, the thought of you making his evening feel a little lighter. Daphne excuses herself to use the restroom, sensing the rise in tension as her mother's eyes widen to the size of the dessert plates.

"She?" Mrs Greengrass repeats in a sort of strained voice.

"Draco, why don't you tell Mr and Mrs Greengrass about your potions classes this year? You've thoroughly enjoyed them, haven't you?" Narcissa nudges Draco's leg under the table harshly, glaring at him over her cheesecake and cream.

"Do you have many friends, Draco?" Mrs Greengrass asks, shrugging off Narcissa, her face souring even though she was trying her best to keep a smile on her face. Mr Greengrass, oblivious to the current topic, was talking Lucius' ear off about his recent investment at the Ministry.

Draco grits his teeth, remembers what he's enduring this for, and lays down his fork.

"No, ma'am," he digs his nails into his knee to ease some of the frustration, Astoria staring at him with such intensity he almost feels his skin burning, "I'm afraid I don't mix all that well."

"He's being modest," Astoria laughs awkwardly, "Draco has many friends. Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini; you remember them, Mummy?"

She hums, and takes a miniscule bite of cheesecake.

Once dessert was over, the plates were cleared and in came the pots of tea and coffee, floating on silver trays with small, sugared biscuits on each coaster. A teacup was given to each of them, followed by their choice with cream or milk. Small talk passed the time, as Draco contemplated his entire existence in his cup of tea. In his pocket sits the little velvet box, a rock nestled in a silver band inside, waiting to be placed on Astoria's long, pale finger. He catches her line of vision when he looks up, and she smiles over her cup. He smiles back, and the guilt of his unrequited feelings starts to make him feel nauseous.

As soon as tea and coffee was finished, Narcissa leads the guests back to the drawing room, where fresh bottles of wine and glasses had been placed on a golden tray in the centre of the coffee table. The fire was smoldering, as even in the summer, the large rooms of Malfoy Manor rarely heat up enough. Conversation starts once more, and the time for Draco's proposal creeps ever closer. He could feel his parents eyes on him every second, any time he refilled Astoria's glass with sparkling grape presse and her fingers brushed his, even when he shuffled slightly in his seat. The anticipation was clearly killing them. Even Mrs Greengrass jolted when he moved. It seemed everyone was eager, except for him. Daphne became topic of conversation for a while, Narcissa asking her twenty questions from her job search to her love life.

"I just love wizarding fashion, Mrs Malfoy," Daphne explains, playing with the ends of her golden, silky hair. Daphne was always beautiful, but Blaise had long made his interests known for the eldest Greengrass daughter, "Madam Malkin has been so kind as to let me help her around the shop, only to get some experience. I want to be a steam stress eventually, and design my own tasteful gowns for young witches."

"And what about Pansy?" Draco hears his mother ask, and his heart drops to his feet upon remembering what Pansy had witnessed, "do you still see one another? I have invited the family over to the manor a few times. Lovely girl, isn't she, Draco?"

"Uh, yeah," Draco nods, trying to sound genuine, "she was always... around, right, Daph?"

Daphne stifles a laugh.

"Indeed she was," Daphne agrees, and then smirks devilishly, "I think the reason for that was her... what shall we call it... interest, in you, Dray."

"Interest. Sure." Draco sips on his wine as Daphne turns her head to chuckle. It would seem Pansy knew better than to blab about her findings that night; she may be a lot of things, Pansy Parkinson, but being disloyal to Draco didn't seem to be one of them. She knew, just as well as he did, that Draco knew her all too well. There were a fair few things he was sure her parents would be interested to find out about their precious Pansy.

"Would anyone care for a drink in the garden?" Narcissa then asks, giving Draco a knowing look, "Draco, why don't you take Astoria to see my flower beds and wait for us to join you?"

This was the moment he'd been dreading. In his mother's letter, she strictly said to be prepared for when she offers the Greengrasses a drink in the garden. That was the perfect time, she said, to get down on one knee. As Astoria's parents walk out into the courtyard, surrounded by Narcissa's immaculate flower beds, Draco would be asking for their daughter's hand in marriage. How romantic, his mother had written, under the summer moon. It will be spectacular.

How scripted, more like, is what Draco thought.

A sudden cold sweat dripped down Draco's back. He grips the little box in his pocket, and for a long moment, doesn't respond to what his mother was asking of him. He didn't realise how long he'd been standing there, slack-jawed, until Narcissa cleared her throat loudly and gave him a look only a mother could.

"Oh, uh, yes, I can do that," he then rushes out, and holds out a clammy hand for Astoria to take, "please, let me lead the way."

She takes his hand without haste. Draco, silently, takes the girl out of the drawing room and through the house, all the while gripping the box in his pocket. Astoria, not sure what to make of Draco's strange behaviour, remains just as quiet, her heels clicking along the tiled floors and echoing in the stale air. As they neared the glass doors leading to the courtyard, they pass the staircase leading up to the room which Draco took you to. The one with the big window that seems to look out at the entire universe. He stops, dead in his tracks, and stares at the doorway.

"I was just thinking how big the world is, you know?" you had said, and he remembers looking across at you and thinking how nice you looked. How pretty you were, and how ignorant he was for never noticing that, "like, all those little specs in the sky are something, and we're just here. Looking up at them. A small piece in a big puzzle."

He recalls thinking that your mind must be a rather interesting place, to come out with something as deep as that. But then you asked him, perhaps the most complicated question he'd ever heard, and if he thinks about it, if you were to ask him now, his answer would be completely different.

"Have you ever loved anyone?"

He remembers, his answer was no. And he was quite confident in that answer, but now...

Now he had tasted what it felt like to crave someone, to want their presence even in the most mundane moments. When he's alone in bed at night. When he's reading in silence. When he's needing a comforting word or someone to lean on.

"Draco?" Astoria's voice sounds distant, "are you alright?"

A tidal wave of memories came rushing back to him. Christmas. Watching the stars, playing chess in the Astronomy tower. Burning potions. Arguing. The moment you threw that silly little drawing into the fire. All those nights you spent listening to him ramble on about constellations. The taste of your lips and the feeling of your hand in his. How, no matter how much he tries, he simply cannot be without you. A piece of him was forever missing.

"Draco," Astoria shakes him a little, worry plastered all over her face when he finally snaps out of it and faces her, "what's wrong? You went rigid and pale. Are you feeling well?"

"I, uh..." he begins, but the words get stuck, and suddenly the long corridor is suffocating, the air is thin and his suit is uncomfortable, "need some air."

He rushes off without her, loosening his tie and running a hand through his neat hair. Astoria hurries after him, calling for him to slow down, to tell her what was wrong. As he approaches the courtyard doors, he pushes them open with so much force that the glass rattles in the panes. The cooler night air hits him like a bludger to the head, and for the first time in an extremely long time, one thing was so strong and clear in his mind that everything else was getting lost within it, and his strength was returning to his spent and beaten soul.

"I can't do this," he says, as Astoria comes to a halt behind him, panting slightly, "I... can't do this. I see it now. All this time I've... What the fuck am I doing?"

Astoria doesn't say anything, instead, she merely comes to stand beside him. For a long moment, they just stand in silence.

"Draco," Astoria then breaks it, and Draco's watery eyes meet hers, "we both know what is expected of us tonight. Right now, as we stand here, they are waiting for the right time to witness our engagement. Even Daphne sussed it."

"Astoria," Draco's quiet voice says, "I can't-"

"Do you believe in soul mates, Draco?" Astoria continues, but Draco can't seem to find an answer. The pretty brunette continues anyway, "because I do. I believe it's not our hearts that yearn for another, but our souls. I like to think, that somewhere out there, a soul wanders this earth looking for its other half... it's soul mate."

She then turns to face him fully, a gust of wind ruffling her long brown locks. A smile graces her features, and she gently places her hand on his face.

"I want you to know, whatever you chose to do tonight, I understand," she whispers to him, "because the other half of my soul is still out there... but you, Draco, you have found yours."

"What are you saying, 'Storia?" Draco mutters, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, "you've always been so adamant that this is what needs to happen. Why the sudden change of heart?"

She shrugs.

"It's true, that I'd be happy to marry you, Draco," she admits freely, "but seeing you tonight, how stressed you've been, how unsettled throughout dinner. Why should someone make you feel that way? No matter what way you look at it, you are unhappy. We would marry, and you would still be unhappy. You'd learn to live with it, because that's the kind of man you are. Monogamous and faithful," she retracts her hand and looks out over the garden, "when you stopped back there, you were thinking of her, weren't you?"

"I feel so terrible," he whispers, squeezing his eyes shut, "why is this happening?"

"I want you to understand that I will never think ill of you, Draco," Astoria reassures him, "I don't think I ever could. If you walk away now, then I will not stop you. If you chose to stay and marry me, then I can only ask that you learn to live with your decision, and we make the best out of this situation. You have a choice. I never should have made you think otherwise. It was wrong of me."

A choice. Draco has never been presented with one of those before. He takes a deep, shaky breath and then remembers Grangers words. He remembers the dinner at Weasleys, the chance that Granger had taken the liberty to offer him, and as if a fire was lit from under him, courage and warmth spread throughout his entire body.

"Astoria," he says firm and serious, turning his entire body to face her fully, and takes her hands in his, "I want you to know that I have always and will always wish you happiness. You will make someone very happy one day, I'm absolutely certain of it, but mostly," he presses a quick kiss to her hand, "I thank you, for giving me something no one ever has before."

"What's that?" she asks, tilting her head slightly.

"A choice," he whispers, and she smiles a teary smile.

"Go to your soul mate, Draco," she tells him, "and don't look back, you understand?"

He pulls her into his embrace, squeezes her as if his life depends on it, and backs away before breaking into a sprint across the garden. If he was to make it, he at least had to apparate to Weasleys before the night was over. But first, he had to get as far away from the manor as he could. Behind him, he could hear the commotion, and Mr Greengrasses furious voice bellowing.

"What do you mean he's gone?" the man shouts, Astoria's calmer voice trying to explain the situation best she could. Draco hid behind a large oak tree, far enough away to apparate safely. As he catches his breath, he hears Mrs Greengrass uncontrollably sobbing and wailing into the night like a hurt animal.

"Stood up! Our precious Astoria! You should be ashamed Narcissa, ashamed I tell you!"

"It's not like that!" Astoria's voice yelled, causing the ruckus to seize, "this is a mutual decision, mother."

"Our son would never do this without reason, Mrs Greengrass, please be assured," Narcissa tries to quell the situation, "there has to be a perfectly good explanation."

"He's in love with someone else," Daphne puts simply, and gasps from all around are heard throughout the night, "he has to be. Silly boy thinks he's hiding it well. Couldn't be more obvious if he said it out right."

"With who, exactly?" Narcissa asks frantically, "not once has he mentioned..." she trails off, remembering a slice of conversation between them, a small detail she should have paid much more mind to, when he asked "Would you and father resent me?"

"Narcissa!" Mr Greengrass says abruptly, "explain this mess or so help me-"

"If you speak to my wife in that tone again, Mr Greengrass, I think you may need to leave." Lucius says coolly, coming to stand before the man, who was much smaller in comparison.

"No need to worry, Lucius, as we are very much leaving," Mr Greengrass flares his nostrils, "girls, get your coats. Never again are we stepping foot in this house."

Mrs Greengrass, still sobbing and wailing, follows her husband back through the house. Daphne politely thanks Narcissa and Lucius with a sympathetic smile. As Astoria passes, she thinks twice about saying something, and then double backs on herself.

"Mr and Mrs Malfoy," she calls back, and they both turn to face her, "Draco may not want me to intervene, but I must say this," She pauses, looking back as her father calls for her, "he has tried, for many months now, to gather the courage to marry how you wish. He has battled with his true feelings and the fear of disappointing you. Even I, and I realise now I had no place, tried to convince him that he must follow this path, and not the one he chooses for himself," another furious call from Mr Greengrass and Astoria begins backing away towards the glass doors, "please, if there's one thing I can ask of you, it's that you hear him out. Please."

"ASTORIA, IF YOU DON'T GET HERE RIGHT NOW-"

"Please, listen to him," are her final words as shes rushing back through the doors and out of sight, leaving Narcissa and Lucius in a state of utter confusion.

And just over the way, behind the large oak tree, Draco successfully apparates to the Weasley's home.

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*Draco’s POV*

She was sitting at the Ravenclaw table laughing at something Michael Corner said. He was smiling at her and I rolled my eyes. He doesn’t deserve to even talk to her, she should be right at my side. He shouldn’t even be able to look at her. I glared at him and she playfully smacked his arm. I grumbled as I took a sip of my pumpkin juice. 

“What’s with the scowl?” Blaise asked as he took a seat across from me. 

“He’s mad that Y/L/N is giving Corner attention.” Pansy said with a smirk. 

“No I’m not!” I hissed. 

“Have you ever even talked to her?” Blaise asked. 

“Nope.” Goyle answered while stuffing a muffin in his mouth. 

“Not a word.” Crabbe shook his head. 

“Shut it!” I growled, slamming my goblet on the table. A few people looked our way and I noticed Y/N was one of them. I quickly looked away from her and started eating. 

“You’ve got it bad, mate.” Blaise said with a smirk. 

“Oh he’s head over heals for that girl.” Pansy said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at them. 

“I am not.” I said with a glare. 

“When are you gonna stop lying? It’s so obvious that you’re in love with her.” Pansy said and I shook my head. 

“I’m not in love with her.” I mumbled. 

“You should talk to her.” Blaise said. 

“And say what?” I asked. 

“She’s a Ravenclaw, ask her what her favorite book is.” Pansy shrugged. 

“That’s actually not a bad idea.” Blaise said and Pansy rolled her eyes. 

“I always have good ideas.” She said, flipping her hair. 

“Sure you do…” Blaise said and Pansy kicked him under the table. Blaise just rolled his eyes at her. 

“We’ve got potions with her, maybe you could partner up with her.” He suggested. I looked over at Y/N and she was not talking to Cho. I smiled slightly and didn’t notice Pansy and Blaise smirk at each other. 

When it was time for potions Pansy rushed over to Y/N, who was sitting in her seat next to Cho. I looked at her with wide eyes and Blaise smirked at me. 

“What’s she doing?” I asked and Blaise shrugged, but still smirked at me. 

“Y/L/N!” Pansy said and Y/N looked at her confused. 

“Yes?” She asked. 

“Do you think you can partner with Draco today? He needs a little help with potions and you’re amazing at potions.” She said with a smile and I looked at her with wide eyes. Y/N looked over at me and I looked away, but felt my ears turn pink. 

“Do you mind, Cho?” She asked and Cho shook her head. I watched Pansy pull Y/N over to us and push her into the seat next to me. 

“Hi, Draco.” Y/N said with a smile and I looked over at Pansy. 

“I hope you all are ready for today’s lesson.” Snap said as he walked into the classroom. He looked around the room and raised a brow when he saw Y/N sitting at our table. He didn’t say anything and just moved on to tell us about the potion we’d be working on today. 

“I’ll get the ingredients and you get the supplies?” Y/N asked me and I nodded. 

*3rd Person POV*

Draco and Y/N worked together great. The two of them were equally learning and laughing, which was just what Draco’s friends wanted. Their plan was working perfectly and it only got easier when they aced the potion. 

“You should eat lunch with us, Y/L/N.” Pansy said. Y/N smiled and nodded. 

“Sure, I’d love to.” She said and Draco glanced at Pansy. 

“Great! We’ll save you a seat.” Pansy smiled. Y/N waved goodbye to the group of Slytherins and Draco stared at her longingly. 

“Did you get the potion?” Pansy whispered to Blaise while Draco was distracted. The boy nodded and held up a small vile of clear liquid. Pansy smirked and looked over at Draco. 

“This is going to be perfect!” She whispered. 

*Draco’s POV*

I was waiting for lunch to come around. I couldn’t believe Y/N had agreed to sit with us. I knew Pansy would have her sit next to me, but I didn’t mind. After sitting with her in Potions and talking to her, I didn’t want to stop. So when lunch finally came I watched the door closely for Y/N. 

“Draco, maybe you should drink some pumpkin juice until Y/N comes.” Pansy suggested. I looked at her confused but shrugged. I took a few sips and saw Y/N walking towards us. I smiled at her and she returned it with her perfect and bright smile. I swear it made the room brighter. 

“Hello everyone.” She said as she sat down. We all greeted her and started eating. Y/N fit in with our group easily and I was so happy to finally spend some time with her. 

“Draco, doesn’t Y/N look so cute today?” Pansy asked with a slight smirk. 

“She looks cute everyday.” I answered and my eyes widened. Her cheeks turned pink and I looked over at my friends, who were smirking. 

“T-Thank you, Draco.” Y/N stuttered with a shy smile. 

“What did you do?” I asked Pansy and she shrugged with a smile. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She clearly lied. 

“How do you feel about Y/N, mate?” Blaise asked and Y/N looked at the two with wide eyes. I tried to keep my feelings to myself, but I couldn’t seem to keep my mouth shut. 

“I bloody love her, obviously.” I answered and turned bright red. Y/N also turned bright red and looked over at Pansy and Blaise, who looked quite pleased with themselves. 

“Did you two give him something?” Y/N asked, still blushing. 

“We may have slipped him some Veritaserum, but only because we were sick of him denying his feelings for you and staring at you like a lovesick puppy.” Pansy answered and I blushed deeper. 

“That’s not very nice, come on, Draco.” Y/N said with a slight glare at the pair and pulled me out of my seat. 

“Where are we going?” I asked as she pulled me out of the Great Hall. 

“To see if Professor Snape has any of the antidote.” She answered. She dragged me all the way to the Potions classroom and knocked on the door. 

“Come in.” Snape’s monotone voice came muffled through the door. We walked through and Snape glanced at us. 

“What is it?” He asked, annoyed. 

“Sorry to bother you Professor, but it seems Draco’s friends slipped him some Veritaserum and we were wondering if you had the antidote.” Y/N explained. 

“Who slipped you the potion, Mister Malfoy?” He asked. 

“Pansy and Blaise, sir.” I answered and he sneered. He got up and ruffled through his closet before returning with blue bottle. He poured some in a cup and handed it to me. 

“Drink this.” He said and I gladly gulped down the liquid. 

“Now get out.” He said and we nodded. 

“Thank you Professor.” Y/N said. 

“You can inform your friends that they’ve just lost their house thirty point and earned themselves a months detention.” Snape said before we left the classroom. Once we were in the hallway Y/N pulled me down an empty hall and looked at me while biting her lip. 

“I know you didn’t want to admit that to me like that and it wasn’t right what they did, but I’d like to tell you that I’ve always had a bit of a crush on you as well.” She said looking down at her feel shyly. I started at her for a moment, but quickly recovered from the shock. I gently lifted her face to look at me and her cheeks with dusted with pink. 

“You’re not just saying that, right?” I asked and she quickly shook her head. 

“Well then, on the next trip to Hogsmeade would you like to join me on a date?” I asked and she smiled her amazing smile. 

“I’d love to.” She said and gave me a hug, which shocked me a little. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her closely. She pulled back and left her arms around my neck and mine were still on her waist. I glanced at her lips and she blushed. 

“Save it until after out first date.” She said and I chuckled. 

“Whatever you want, love.” I said and she blushed at the nickname. Thank you Pansy and Blaise…

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[qtssvnwoo]

Hi! Could you write an angsty post!war Draco Malfoy fic with reader where Draco wakes up from a nightmare and cries ;-; (Pls and thank you sm, you can ignore if u want)

This has got to be in the top five favorite things I've written, thank you so much for requesting!!

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Comfort-Draco Malfoy

A/n: I'm honestly having so much fun bringing your requests to life, I love ya'll <3 Italicized is the nightmare!!!

Word Count: 1.0k

Warnings: Mentions of near-death experience, body wounds and graphic imagery, mild swearing.

It started in a black room. Draco didn’t know what was going on but before he knew it, he was back at Hogwarts, people running, crying, and screaming. He saw familiar faces running and some chasing. He didn’t know where to look, but he felt the sudden sense of dread that he felt that day. 

That was when he heard you. You were screaming his name, the dreaded sound of your raw and pitiful screams hit his ears and he had an immediate sense of fear wash over him. Draco ran through the crowds of people, tripping over the rubble from the building trying to get to you, and when he did he felt his heart drop to his chest. 

He saw a death eater on top of you, smiling like a psychopath, a smile that made his bones shake within him. He tried to move but he couldn’t. He watched as the death eater bit the side of your neck, the blood running down your body like a stream of water. He watched as you screamed in pain, and as he heard the word “Cruicio” again and again coming from the death eater. 

He screamed, or at least tried to, but nothing came out. It’s like his voice was stolen from him. All he could do was watch. 

Finally, the death eater stopped, and Draco felt his whole body tense as he saw you look over at him, and mouth his name before he physically saw your color drain from your face and the soul leave your body. The death eater liked their fingers, and looked over at Draco, smiling before disappearing in a cloud of dust. 

Draco could move now, and he ran to you. He grabbed your lifeless body and he shook you, begging for you to wake up. He felt himself crying and as the hot tears poured down his face he repeated the healing curse over and over again as an attempt to bring you back to live. But your wounds were too severe, your pain had sent you into overstimulation and caused your brain to just stop. 

He gripped your body close to his and he screamed your name over, and over, and over again until he just couldn’t anymore. He felt the eyes of your family, and Harry on him as he pulled you closer to his chest. 

Draco felt his heart shatter, the different pieces falling apart like an unglued puzzle. He screamed for you to wake up. Until he was hyperventilating. In Between the breathes he begged for you to come back, he begged whatever gods were up there to bring you back to him, until he felt a hand on his shoulder. 

“Draco. She’s…she’s gone son.” His mother said softly, as to not break the remaining pieces of her son's heart. Draco stared up at his mom, he looked at her and saw the tears welding up in her eyes. He gripped onto your body tighter, your head falling limp in his arms as he shook his head vigorously. 

“She’s not dead. She’s just tired mom. She’s been studying so well to go to that school in America. She’s been staying up late too even though I told her to sleep. She’s just sleeping mom.” He cried to himself as he hugged your body. 

Draco was tossing and turning in his sleep. Repeatedly saying your name in a hushed tone. You were concerned when you woke up and saw Draco in cold sweats, tossing and turning. You lightly shook him, trying to wake him. 

He woke up suddenly, jerking up from his sleeping position and letting out a horrid scream. His breaths were short, and he continued to say your name over and over.

Not wanting to scare him more, you lightly took his hand in yours as you pulled his face towards you. 

“Daco, I’m here, I’m right here.” 

Draco’s breaths were still heavy, he looked at you with wide eyes and tear stained cheeks. He grabbed your face harshly, he turned your neck from side to side, checking for the scar left by the death eater. He checked your wrists, he checked your face, and he did this over and over again. 

“I-I, you were, I didn’t, I couldn’t-”

“Draco, my love, take a deep breath. You’re okay.” You pulled his hand to your chest as you breathed deeply, trying to get him to breathe with you. His breathing slowed down and you softly smiled at him. 

“I’m here my love. I’m okay.” Draco nodded and pulled his hand away. He laid back down on his back and looked at the ceiling. You laid down on his chest, scotting yourself closer to him to lay on top of him. He wrapped an arm around you and turned himself over so that your head was in his chest. He kissed the top of your head and pulled you closer into him and sighed deeply. 

“Do you wanna tell me what the dream was about?” You asked. You heard Draco suck in a shaky breath before he said anything. 

“It was back during the war. When we had to split up. It was when I found you underneath the death eater. But, this time I couldn’t repel them off of you, this time, I couldn’t…I…You were dead.” You sighed as you remembered the contents from that day. All you could do was let Draco hold you, let him feel the beating of your heart and your steady breaths as you stroke his back. 

“I’m here Draco. You saved me, remember?” Draco smiled at you as he pulled you in closer to his body. 

“What if…Y/n what if I hadn’t saved you?” He asked. You felt the slight shiver in his voice and you knew how scared he was, even to think about it. But you just pulled yourself away, letting him look into your eyes as you smiled at him. 

“Draco. I know you. Never in a million years would you ever not save me. You always have and you always will.” 

“What if a day comes where I can’t get to you?  Where I’m don’t make it in time?” 

“Draco Lucius Malfoy. You always manage to make it just in time. Even so, I can hold my own until you come.” 

Draco laughed and kissed you before pulling you back into his chest. 

“And that you would Darling.” 

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[sunnylands-world]

request for pink and smut pls! :D

Royals

Pairing: draco x fem reader

Summary: draco wants you to prove you don't do everything your parents say

Word count: 1,056

Warnings: p in v, fingering, blowjob I think that's it

A/n: sorry it took so long 🥺 this is the most words I've ever written I'm so proud of myself 😁

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Being a pureblood witch or wizard with money had its perks and one of them was the party's. Your parents went to the malfoy's for theirs every summer. It was a celebration of pure, rich, and successful Wizards. You sat in your silk pink dress that was rather short; your hands clapping at mr.malfoy's speech that he made every year but your parents said it was rude Not to applauded him so you did so lazyly. Your mother and father quickly rush over to the malfoys to discuss a arranged marriage for you and their son who was currently staring at you across the table, you looked over before looking back.

"do you always do what your parents say?" draco breaks the silence and you look over puzzled. "I know you don't want to clap for the stupid speech my father makes" he says reading your expression. "I do not do everything they say" you answered back, offended. "yes you do" he says, leaning forward in his black suit that he wore really well. You couldn't deny that he was attractive but his cocky know it all attitude was irritating. "no I don't" you said back, leaning into his face both of you glaring till his lips form a smirk; he leans back into the white chair.

"all right then, prove it" he announces. You raise a brow for him to continue. "leave the table with me and let me fuck you upstairs" he says confidentiality. You don't back down feeling your heart beat faster you look to your parents then to his blue eyes. "Okay"

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You chest is roughly pressed to the door; you can hear the voices of people passing by as draco pulls your dress up quickly before moving to your white panties pulling them to your knees. "I didn't take you for the type of girl that got fucked against a door" he teased, running his fingers through your slit before pulling them away.

"Just shut up malfoy!" you say back your arms beginning to cramp from the position their in holding your wieght. "Whatever you want princess" he says, pulling his belt from the loop tugging his pants down; his hands struggling to pull them as fast as possible. He grabs your shoulder, pulling you around so that you face him and his gray room. In no time his fingers make there way back to your pussy that's covered again by the fallen dress. He teases your clit causing you to shiver at the new feeling, his fingers making tight circles and your hips buck, a sigh leaving your lips putting a proud smirk on the blondes face. "Do I get marriage points if I make you cum like this?" he says and you huff out a breath going to respond.

He speeds up the pace and your head falls against the door, you groan at the sting. "guess that's a yes" he chuckles. "In your dreams" you cry out as he thrust his fingers into your throbbing entrance; the tip of them brushing your g spot. "Always" he moves them slowly, you continue trying to move your hips with him till he pulls them away and you whine in protest. "don't worry darling I'm not finished with you yet" he pushes you to your knees. You whimper from the pain that shoots through your lower body, looking up at him.

His cock hard and leaking precum. you bat your lashes at him as he looks down at you making you feel more intimidated at this new angle. You find yourself clenching your thighs together, which draco notices and smirks. "open your pretty little mouth for me" he says his thumb tugging at your bottom lip; you obey letting it fall open and he smiles. "Good girl" he mumbles, his hand wrapping around his cock slapping his tip on your tongue. "Suck it for me" he says, pushing forward causing you to gage. You wrap your lips around him hollowing your cheeks before sucking and moving your head back in forth, your hand gripping the the part you can't fit.

"Fuck your good at that princess, should have stuck my cock down your throat sooner if I knew it shut you up" he groans, his hand wrapping your hair with a tug. You moan at the pain in your scalp causing a vibration. Your tongue runs across the vein on the side of his length, his head fall back with a sigh as his hips thrust forward. You feel him pulsating and pull back. "what the fuck y/n!" he growls."If I recall correctly you said you'd fuck me, you can cum later" you grin; his eyes fill with both raged and lust. He turns you back to the wall, pulling your dress up in a quick motion before he's pushing at your hole and you gasp clawing at the door.

He pounds up into you causing your body to slam against the wood with each thrust, you mumble words that neater of you understand. "You gonna cum" he says, lips kissing behind your ear; his tongue licking the sensitive area. You nodded as he pulls out slowly, slamming back in and you shudder. "Please" you whine, shaking from the upcoming tension in your belly. "Please can I cum" you cry pushing back into him. "cum princess" he groans as you clench on his pulsating cock causing him to shoot ropes into your warm walls, your cum dripping down onto him as he pulls out a comes knock to the door.

"Draco have you seen y/n anywhere her parents can't find her? "Mrs.malfoy's voice shocks you both as draco pulls his boxers and pants up telling you to hide in his restroom as he opens the door. "yes, she's in here mother we were getting to know one another. I think I really like her" he says, she smiles before draco tells her he needs a minute. The door shuts and you come out the bathroom cleaned up, arms crossed, and a smirk on your face. "So you like me then" you tease. "After that blowjob hell yeah" he says walking to his bed; you shove his shoulder causing him to fall over. "Your unbelievable" you shake your head walking to the door. "And you love me"

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[dracowars]

Hi you can write a draco: late at night he's in the main hall studying for an exam and he can't concentrate because he's already tired so a paper bird flies towards him where it says something like "rest your mind a while" bit" and then he looks up and sees that the paper came from an unknown Ravenclaw who also studied there. So they do something like, have fun in the hallways, something like running away from Filtch and his cat. Draco doesn't know her but she has always watched him from afar.

can't you see me | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x ravenclaw!reader

word count: 1,5k

summary: where y/n gets draco's mind off an upcoming exam

a/n: this was such a cute idea, hopefully i could do it justice. feedback & reblogs are always appreciated!

warnings: none

universe: harry potter

To say that Draco’s brain is spinning is an understatement. His head is throbbing, his eyes are dry, and his lips are a little chapped. He is balancing on the verge of shutting his eyes, just for a few seconds, but he keeps shaking his head in an attempt to stop himself, pushing his hands in his eye sockets to keep them from falling shut. Studying for this test for Professor Snape’s class really pushes him to the limit. He doesn’t even remember how long he has been sitting in the Great Hall, he is so engrossed in his work he doesn’t perceive anything happening around him. Lately, Draco comes here every night when he can’t fall asleep because he is plagued by those terrible nightmares once again. He feels safe here, surrounded by warm light that defies the darkness outside, and even though he is alone, it somehow makes him feel good.

However, he is not as alone as he initially thought or as is so often the case. Because just as he is about to pick up his quill again, which he had previously put aside to give his hand a break for at least a few minutes, something enters his field of vision. Out of nowhere, a white paper crane lands in front of him, carefully folded from parchment paper. Motionless, Draco stares at it for a few seconds before slowly raising his gaze and making eye contact with the most beautiful eyes he has ever locked eyes with.

You sit at the Ravenclaw table, studying, just as alone as Draco, but when your eyes meet you immediately lower your head and the letters on your paper suddenly seem so much more interesting. You know there is no point in pretending you weren’t the sender of the message when you are clearly the only two people in the Great Hall right now. In fact, you are probably the only two people in this castle who are still awake at this hour.

Draco, whose breath got stuck in his throat unnoticedly as he looked at you and saw your reaction, turns his attention to the paper crane still perched on his notes. Carefully, he unfolds it and his gaze wanders over the beautifully written words.

‘You should take a rest – Y/N’

An unfamiliar feeling washes over Draco, and heat rises in his cheeks as he scans the words over and over again, his gaze catching on the small peculiarities of your handwriting. Suddenly, despite your presence which he hasn’t noticed until now, he feels even safer and more comfortable in this place. Even though those are just written words, he feels seen, he feels cared for. From a person he doesn’t even know and who he has never noticed before, at least not that he knows of.

“Hi, uhm. Did you send me that message?”, Draco asks, wanting to bury himself in the ground and never come out into the open again after uttering those stupid words. ‘Of course the message is from her, you idiot’, he inwardly chides himself.

Although you are seated at a different table, the distance between you isn’t so great that you couldn’t have heard him, and for a moment Draco thinks that maybe you didn’t, perhaps you were too engrossed in your own tasks. But when he tries to start again, you interrupt him with a shy smile that makes Draco’s stomach churn.

“Y-Yes. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb. You.. just looked a bit exhausted”, you smile sheepishly, fidgeting with the quill in your hands, always avoiding Draco’s gaze.

“No, no, no. You didn’t disturb me. I just didn’t see you there is all..”, Draco laughs nervously and then falls silent again. “B-But thanks. For being worried about me. I mean- Maybe you aren’t even worried and just-”

“May I show you something?”, you ask after you have gathered all your courage, stopping his rambling in an instant. You have already sent him that message, so why not take it one step further? You want to take if further, mainly because he is so completely different than expected. Of course you already knew he is different alone than when he is hanging out with his Slytherin friends. You have watched him from afar long enough to be able to tell. But while you always see him, he has never seen you before.

“Yeah, sure. What is it?”, Draco asks curiously, snapping you out of your thoughts. Usually, it is not like you to lose yourself in them. Actually, you always know what is happening around you, always having a plan in mind, but Draco just seems to shatter these laws that you set up for yourself with ease.

Taking a deep breath, you stand up from your seat, stow all your books in your bag and look over at Draco, who didn’t expect that what you want to show him requires him to actually get up, but he does it anyway, following your every move without a word. At the entrance of the Great Hall, you stand directly opposite each other for the first time, each looking at the other directly.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

“I’m Draco, but, uh, you probably already know that”, Draco introduces himself, an uncertain smile on his lips as he scratches his neck in embarrassment.

“I’m Y/N”, you reply, beginning to walk in one direction, with Draco following you suit. You didn’t expect that this banal introduction, this simple getting to know each other, would immediately lead to deeper discussions, but you suddenly find yourself hanging on his every word as he talks about his last lesson in Potions class or how much some of his friends – if you can even call them that – annoy him. From this moment on, it feels like you have known each other for ages.

“What, precisely, do you want to show me again?”

“See for yourself”, you smile at him, leading the way up a winding staircase before opening a heavy door at the top, revealing complete darkness that stretches beyond. Together, you step out onto the astronomy tower and into the cool night air. Draco, who suddenly fell completely silent, is now standing close to you, your hands only a few inches from touching.

“This is absolutely breathtaking. Wow!”, Draco marvels and you smile to yourself, proud to show him a place in this huge castle where he has apparently never been to before. It is your personal favorite place when you are feeling down, your safe space when you need to gather new strength. You always regain your focus up here, and you hope that Draco feels the same effect at right this moment.

You can’t enjoy this pleasant togetherness and sudden proximity for long, however, when suddenly you hear noises in the distance, faintly sounding like footsteps, which can only mean one thing: Filch. Draco, without much thought, takes your hand in his and drags you down the stairs behind him, going for a record-breaking sprint. Filch, running around the corner with his trusty cat, can’t see you anymore but he is still able to hear your footsteps and, especially, your laughter. You want to stop laughing, but right now you couldn’t care less about what would potentially happen if he caught the both of you. As long as it happens with Draco by your side, you will be fine.

Quickly, you wind your way through the corridors of the old castle, past the sleeping paintings and hundred of staircases, your final destination being the Ravenclaw common room. Along the way, your heart painfully pounds in your chest a few times because you do not want this night to end yet. You wish you could spend the whole night, or, at least, what is still left of it, with him.

“Here we are”, Draco smiles breathlessly as you arrive at the door without a doorknob or keyhole, but a bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle. “Get in quick, don’t let the old man catch you.”

Another laugh escapes your mouth at these words, something you realize you do quite often around him. And Draco loves every single time he can hear this beautiful sound erupting from you. Smiling, you nod and reach for the knocker, but hesitate and turn to Draco, who seems to be waiting for something.

“This was.. great fun.”

“I had a lot of fun today”, you say at exactly the same time, your words overlapping each other, making you both giggle, before Draco speaks up again, this time without you interrupting.

“Thank you, Y/N. That was.. unbelievable”, he thanks you sincerely and you can see that he is more than serious about this. The way he is looking at you in that moment like there is only you in this world causes butterflies to flutter in your stomach.

“Can we.. meet again?”

His question catches you off guard for a second, but you couldn’t be happier about it. Suddenly the courage that got you into this situation in the first place returns, grabbing its hold on you. Gently, you place a kiss on his cheek, stepping back with a smile and looking at his flushed face before actually hitting the knocker this time.

“Same time tomorrow. I will wait.”

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[every1studio]

“love is fiction; prove me wrong” [harry potter: draco malfoy]

genre: FLUFF + very slight angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints + a kinda long oneshot 

prompt: reader is a ravenclaw that thinks that love is only a concept in fiction novels until draco malfoy decides to prove her wrong 

note: TW (talks about divorced parents and insecurities)

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and they lived happily ever after

you closed the book as you sat in your favorite spot in the library

where there barely anyone there but you could still hear the voices of the other students

was there really such thing as a happily ever after?

it just seems like it’s highly fantasied yet unrealistic 

it’s just your brain releasing a bunch of chemical reactions 

you couldn’t understand why people would destroy their lives over it 

like your parents; they swore til death they would part and that their life would be a happily ever after 

but after a couple years you were born, it was like the illusion of love faded away and their marriage ended in a divorce 

they still cared for you but it opened your eyes 

love was fiction

you never used that word, even if it’s not about someone

the thought of love scared you 

so it’s better to steer away from that word; throw away that whole concept

when you enrolled into hogwarts, it was cool to focus on something else

you had access to a variety of books, could take any class that there was to offer, or even join quidditch (which you joined as a keeper)

you’ve always enjoyed books; especially in the library

not only because when your friends ever tried to talk to you about people that they’re interested in, you could just escape to library

but because it was a good way to get away from loud and obnoxious people like draco malfoy or scheming trouble makers like harry and friends

that was until you heard potter make an bet with malfoy inside the library

“as if you could find someone that could like a rotten ferret like you other than a slytherin!”

“yeah he got loads of girls fawning after him!” weasley added

“and guys!” granger echoed

potter and weasley gave a surprised look over a granger but she just nodded to confirm what she said

“just you wait, potter... I’ll prove you wrong!” malfoy was fuming

this commotion was your cue to leave the library

the group of misfit just watched as you glared at them before leaving the library 

harry leaned in real close to draco

“if you can’t get y/l/n to go to on a date with you by this weekend, you owe me 25 galleons..”

“bring it on”

draco didn’t care about the money, he just wanted to win the bet and prove scarhead wrong

but draco was glad that potter chose someone that was a pretty, smart and talented pureblood

even though he didn’t talk to you, he knew who you were and what kind of student you were

he thought that you were a quiet, studious ravenclaw that never had someone pin for them so it would be easy for him to reel you in 

you unfortunately had a class with the misfits but usually you sat near the far away from them as possible, even if it wasn’t in the front like you’d like 

this time, you were there for class before they were so you were able to get the spot you wanted 

the 3rd from the front, on the far right; it was near the front but away from the professor 

you were getting your books out when you noticed someone sit next to you

“I’m sure this seat isn’t taken.. is it alright if I sit here?”

you looked over at the platinum blondie and had the urge to move seats 

“you’re already sitting there anyways, would it even matter if I said that you couldn’t sit there?”

draco pulled his books closer to him so that he could rest his arms on top the books for a head rest and kept his eye contact with you 

“aw you really don’t mean that do you? is it really that awful to sit next to me?”

he tried to tuck your hair behind your ear but you jerked away 

you looked away to adjusted your hair yourself, “yes it would”

draco was surprised by your firmness 

“why?”

you exhaled and turned to him with slight fake smile, “you’re annoying.. your obsession with harry potter is something the whole room and I could deal without.. and you can be pretentious and act like a spoiled brat.. I don’t being around someone like that..”

you thought you were going to get an earful from him, defending his character after you heard some snickers around you

but he just looked at you with wide-eyes 

you just gave him a glimpse into the other side 

he never thought of himself like that 

hearing all of that from a third person’s point of view made him rethink his whole existence 

“what if I wasn’t like that anymore?” he was speaking so quietly, you were sure no one else could hear him 

“why would you want to do that?”

draco thought to himself before answering 

“because I don’t want you to see me like that anymore..”

you couldn’t wrap your head around his words

“if you have some ulterior motives with me, don’t waste your time.. why do you care what I think of you anyways?” you slightly raised your voice in confusion 

he gently led your face towards his by resting your chin onto his index finger and guiding it over

“because I-”

“class! today we will be learning about how to turn a whistle into a watch!” mcgonagall’s voice boomed at the start of class 

you turned to focus your attention onto mcgonagall to forget about that weird interaction you had with malfoy 

why was he so touchy? 

it bothered you that he invaded your personal space 

while you were focusing on class, draco was focusing on your question

why did he even care about what you thought of draco anyways?

was it really because of potter’s bet?

or was it because he really did like you?

although, draco never really had a problem with girls in the house of slytherin, girls in the other houses would never go for him 

he was mean and classist against anyone who wasn’t a pureblood  

even if they were a pureblood, if they weren’t hanging with other purebloods, they were a blood traitor 

that was his ideology and everyone knew that 

he said it so much that he pushed the thought of even liking anyone outside his ideology

that was until he saw you

it was like it was out of a fairytale 

you were just sitting in the library on the windowsill; basking in the sunlight, gently carrying each page over and over again 

he could watch you read for hours (and he did once) 

it was the first time he felt a sense of tranquility 

and it was the first time he felt little butterflies in his stomach 

you were everything that he was looking and yet you’d never look at him 

so yeah.. he really did like you 

by the time he made up his mind, the classroom was empty 

and the seat that was occupied by you was empty as well 

forget the bet with potter

draco was gonna start pinning for you for himself and not for anyone else 

that was when you started to see draco more often in your usual everyday life 

you were quietly eating at the ravenclaw table when draco sat across from you 

“are you enjoying your meal, love?”

you sighed in annoyance, “why are you bothering me malfoy?”

“I’m not trying to bother you.. I just wanted to talk to you... besides..” draco reaches over to wipe some crumbles from the corner of your mouth before licking the remnants

“you’re cute when you’re eating..”

you just sat there, squinting in confusion at the boy in front of you

“I just lost my appetite...” you got up and just left him there trying to ignore the snickering around him

the constant advances were getting on your nerves 

why you? 

why was draco tormenting you?

these things probably worked in the books or even other people, but not you

you kept on trying to push him away 

but the more you pushed him away, the more he tried 

it got to the point where he was walking you to your classes, without asking you of course 

draco thought that by continuously being by your side, you’d be able to see that he was changing to be better, changing for you 

you didn’t mind his presence, as long as he was quiet 

and he surprisingly was

it’s like his temperamental side was only brought out when harry potter or his friends were around 

but lately, it’s been pretty subdued

keeping it only to slight body shoves or snobby glares 

you had a quidditch game on friday against slytherin

draco used that as a conversation starter every time he talked to you

“hey love, what made you want to be a keeper?”

“my dear, y/n, have you always wanted to play quidditch?”

“what’s cooking, good-looking, how were practices today?”

you grew to tolerate your conversations with draco; even smiling at his jokes but never saying anything to his flirtatious remarks 

even though you never said anything about his flirtatious remarks, you were more comfortable with his touches; they felt natural 

he even started to hold your things for you

though you never asked him to but he always held a tight grip on your things and he insisted that you take his offer 

draco said something about how physics didn’t apply to quidditch that made you laugh

that was the first genuine laugh anyone’s ever heard from you 

harry and his friends happen to be in the area 

harry didn’t want draco to win the bet 

so he decided to take matters into his own hands 

ravenclaws and gryffindors had herbology together on thursday 

the spectacled boy stood next to you while madam sprout was lecturing about some new species of carnivorous plant

“did you know that draco malfoy and I have a bet?”

you didn’t think that he was talking to you at first until you noticed that he was staring at you intensely with his brightly colored eyes, waiting for you to answer him 

“and I care why?”

“it involves you.. I told him that if he couldn’t get you to go on a date with him this weekend, he owes me 25 galleons..” potter smirked

ah.. that was probably why draco started talking to you 

you just wanted a regular smegular school life without gossip and drama

you suspected that there was a reason for draco going out of his way talking to a ravenclaw like you and your suspicions were correct

“you feel proud about that potter? getting me involved with something I wanted no part in? what a guy you are..” 

you moved away from him, ignoring his excuses

why did that information make you feel so upset?

it was only recently that draco entered your life but it was a nice feeling 

having someone in your life who constantly asks how your day is going

someone who is always waiting to walk you to your classes

someone who just sits next to you and lets you read in silence 

someone who just cares about you

but did he?

did draco malfoy care for you?

are these unwavering feelings of love you were having?

what’s the difference between caring for someone and loving them?

you exited the class and you almost walked pass draco 

he reached out to grab your arm

“whoa there, love.. trying to run away-”

you jerked your arm away from him; which startled him 

“did you place a bet with potter? about trying to get me to go on a date with you?” your brows were furrowed at him 

draco’s gaze on you softened, “I did..”

“cool. so this WHOLE time, I just was a bet to be placed. no biggie!” you sarcastically threw your hands about 

at that time, harry and his friends walked out of the class

“and you, POTTER.. you find joy in toying with people’s feelings? and aren’t you two his friends? you’re just letting him be a sadist?!”

the three were about to defend themselves but you didn’t let them

“all of you should be ashamed of yourself..”

you didn’t realized that tears were welling up until your vision became blurry 

before anyone could do or say anything, you ran off

you weren’t suppose to catch feelings 

love wasn’t suppose to be in your vocabulary

it was all suppose to be a chemical reaction released by the brain 

so why did your chest hurt?

why were you crying?

why were you thinking about what could’ve been?

draco took off as soon as you did

he didn’t even give the trio a deathly glare 

he didn’t care about anyone else but you

he felt like it was his fault this all happened

he felt like if only he was confident enough to pin for you without anyone telling him what to you, you wouldn’t be crying because of him

you hid away in your room; where no one could bother you, where no one could look for you 

draco asked every single ravenclaw that he came across if he could enter their common rooms to look for you 

but he didn’t find any success 

so he thought it would be better to leave you alone for now, you went through enough today

he hopes that he has a chance to talk to you before the quidditch match tomorrow 

you cried into your satin pillow so hard that you felt like you could drown in your tears; so hard that you fell asleep with tears still staining your face

the next day; you wanted to forget about what happened yesterday with the quidditch match 

that was until you remembered who you were playing against 

you dreaded it when you were putting on your quidditch uniform

you dreaded it when you tried to eat a granola bar before the match

you dreaded it during team stretches and warmups 

you dreaded it until your teams walked passed each other 

that was when you felt a gentle grip on your wrist

“are you alright?” 

you couldn’t look up to look at him; you couldn’t look up at the boy who broke your heart you didn’t know you had 

captain roger davies pulled you away from draco, cho chang shielded you away from draco 

“she’ll be better when we beat you..” the captain muttered and led the team away 

everyone heard about what happen and all of your housemates couldn’t do anything when they heard you cry in you room; they felt bad for you 

you thought that since the field was so big, you didn’t have to worry about looking at draco malfoy

but his blonde hair didn’t help, your eyes always followed the platinum headed boy 

and yet you kept your head in the game, you didn’t let anything get pass you

that was until you saw draco and cho fly towards you at an extremely fast pace

you stood in your position, not budging an inch 

cho realized that she was going to crash into you or the goal so she tried to go around to try to catch the snitch

but draco kept on flying head on 

he was only a couple of feet in front of you

it seemed like he was reaching for you but a flash of gold zoomed by your face 

draco’s broom knocked into yours and he fell forward

you reached out an arm to catch him

and you did

your lips also caught his lips

somehow the angles at which the brooms hit each other and the way he fell forward, made it so that draco fell onto you

accidentally kissing you 

draco immediately leaned back into his broom with the golden snitch in his hand 

“draco malfoy caught the snitch! slytherin wins!”

the slytherins cheered as the ravenclaws were upset 

you and draco held eye contact in shock  

you were the first to landed on the ground

“I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean for that to happen-” the boy was rambling after you

“it was an accident.. how were you suppose to know that was suppose to happen..” you mumbled, still not being about look at him when he’s in front of you 

“it’s not like I calculated the physics in order for that to happen, you know..”

you chuckled at his joke; he remembered the joke he made before about physics and quidditch

“can I talk to you? privately?” draco asked

you could tell his voice was different; it was gentle, like a falling feather

it made your chest feel fluttery 

you just nodded

“I’ll meet you at your favorite spot?”

“do you even know where that is?” you curiously asked

he’s always followed you around and you had a couple of spots you liked at hogwarts, you wondered if he even knew you had a favorite spot

“let’s just meet there and we’ll see..” draco gave you a soft smile before running off to meet up with his team

you saw cho running towards you

“did he do anything else to you? did he say something mean to you?” she asked, worried about your emotional state

“I’m fine.. really. thanks for checking up on me, cho..” you sent her a smile as you both headed back to get out of your uniform

you made your way to your go-to spot; the windowsill at the corner of the library 

you’ve only shown draco this spot twice

part of you wished that he would find the spot

but a part of you wonders if he even knew where it was 

you found that draco was already there waiting for you

he was holding a neatly wrapped bouquet of lily-of-the-valley, white orchids and blue hyacinths  

“how’d you know this was my favorite spot?” you nervously started to pick at your nails, not knowing what else to do in this situation 

“I first noticed you in this area when I wanted to escape from the overwhelming feelings of expectations.. you know.. family stuff.. and you were just sitting here.. reading.. like you were in your own little world as if nothing else mattered in the world but you and your book..”

you just stood there and let him speak his mind

“you were reading a book about flowers, what kind of flowers there are in the world and what they mean.. but they weren’t about magical flowers but muggle flowers..”

draco looked up at you; the light was shining behind him, making him look almost ethereal

“I found the book and read it..”

you were surprised, you remembered reading that book months ago and he just happens to remembered the book you were reading

AND he read it even though it had to do with the muggleworld?

“I hope you know what I’m trying to say with this bouquet..” draco walked towards you to hand you the bundle of flowers 

all of these flowers symbolizes an apology, forgiveness

“so, draco...what are you sorry for? why do you want my forgiveness?” your fingers grazed over the flowers, being as gentle as possible 

draco cupped your face so that you couldn really focus and listen to every word he’s about to say

“I’m sorry for being a coward.. I should’ve told you that I wanted to go on a date with you before the bet.. I let my pride get in front of your feelings.. I’ve always admired you.. but always from afar. I can’t change who I was.. but I can change who I am.. and I want to be someone that you can trust.. and maybe even like me back..”

his hands slowly fell from your face 

“but I understand if you won’t...”

you used one hand to keep his hand on your face

“I want to.. but I’m scared..” your voice started to get shaky, you wanted someone that could stand by you and support you

you wanted what your parents had before you

you wanted what you read in the romance novels 

“what does liking someone lead to? it leads to love and I don’t know what love is like.. I only know what love is from the fairytales I’ve read.. love never seemed real..”

“love is real.. the only thing is love is hard.. we have to put in the work for it.. we don’t have to jump into love.. we can take baby steps.. so let’s have our own fairytale..” draco muttered before you both chuckled about how cheesy that sounded

“I’m not joking though, y/n.. I don’t care about the bet or my pride.. I just care about you.. and even if it’s not this weekend, I hope that I can take you on a take when you’re ready..”

you smiled as you let him tuck a strand of hair behind your ear

“I’ll be ready this weekend..”

“really?” he smiled

“really..” you smiled back

harry potter and his friend’s jaws dropped when they saw you and draco in hogsmeade together; smiling and linking arms with one another

potter felt bad about the bet so he made his way over to give draco 25 galleons

“keep the change, potter,” draco smirked at him before leaving the trio shook to their cores 

boy did it feel good to spite his enemies and have the girl he’s always admired, like him back

The end.

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[loving-august]

the things draco would do if he has a crush on you !!

๑.pairings: draco x fem!reader

๑.genre: no voldy au, fluff, crack + sfw !!

๑.warnings: a lil bit ooc draco, simp!draco, cussing

๑.status + house: all in general

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he'll look onto your interests. even if it's muggle one he doesn't mind it.

he'll def be ooc whenever he thinks and sees you.

he would try to learn how to tie shoelaces just in case of your shoes to be loose🙈

If he was sly before, he's even MORE sly than he ever was.

HE'LL DEF HELP (FINISH) YOUR ESSAYS IN A SUBJECT YOU ARE BAD AT.

Would fly you on his broom way too fast so that you could hold him.

Uhhh,, expect some sudden gifts, he's a material boy after all 💅

he would stare at you like a hawk even in far away.

Uh expect some special treatment :))

He would deginitely owl his mother about you (hehehe narcissa would read at his letter and cries softly to see his son having a crush on you)

expect that his mother will add on some gifts for you, as a thank you for changing her son in a best way possible.

He would walk with you in class <33

in every training, or in match, he would always look out the side to see if you were there,

And if you are, he'll try to show off his flying skills and even get the snitch in a quidditch match.

Expect the constant teasing at you just for you to give him the attention he wants 🙄

hallaur the SMIRK??

he would fly an origami to you in class 😳

he's a fucking simp that's all <33

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED !!

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also, ty @drqcos for the help hehe u r a life saver 😩 <33

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[slytherin-girly]

He's standing right in front of Me/A Draco Malfoy x reader one-shot

House: Ravenclaw

Blood: doesn't matter

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{Y/n Pov}

Being a ravenclaw myself I am always really witty

I'm tied with Hermione Granger in almost every single class

People have always bullied me for reading so much, at least I have the brains for simple spells unlike some people.

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I was sitting by a tree reading up on a book about Hogwarts and its history, great wizards and witches, and all that stuff until my peace was undoubtedly disturbed.

"Oi Y/n! Got your nose in a book again!" A disgusting voice called out to me, pansy Parkinson

I sigh and get up grabbing my bag walking away from her and her little gang of gossip girls.

"Where do you think you're going!" The voice called out coming closer

I turned around, "anywhere away from your disgusting bloody face and your little gang here"

"No one talks to me like that!" She screeches

"Well always a first time for everything huh"

"Shut up!" She yells

"Eh? How about.... no"

"Why you little-!" She pulls her wand out and puts it to my throat.

But I was faster than her.

"Rictusempra" I said pulling out my wand.

"You'll---- pay---- for --- this" she said as she could not stop giggling

The tickling charm, so useful.

Everyone was laughing at her whilst I was walking walking away from the drama.

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I decided to skip dinner and go to the astronomy tower with my book

Once I made it up there I sat on the dusty floor.

"Lumos" I whispered and my wand lighted up.

I was reading contently and peacefully until I heard someone else trudging up the steps after hours.

"Nox." I whispered

I stood up slowly until the figure came into view. Draco Malfoy. No one knew but that I had the biggest crush on the boy. No one had to know.

"Draco?"

"Oh uhm- Y/n I didnt know that you were here"

"Oh well, yeah, what're you doing up here after hours?" I asked

"I could ask you the same thing"

"I asked you first though"

He chuckled at this. "I guess you're right"

"Well I'm up here to get away and read as usual" I said

"I guess I just came up here to get away too"

A few minutes of silence came across us

"Do you uhm- have a boyfriend Y/n" he asked

How was I supposed to answer this?! Wait wait wait! I could finally use this trick my sister gave to me! About time I put this little flirting skill to use.

"Actually yes I do-"

His face had this kind of sadness washed over it.

"-And he's standing right in front of me," I finished my sentence smirking a little bit, facing him.

It took him two seconds to register in his mind what I just said.

He wasted no time in in pulling me in and kissing me.

And it's all thanks to my sister for giving me that pick up line.

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[confusedmuggle]

Silver Lining

f!reader x Draco Malfoy, a little bit of f!reader x Blaise at the beginning

Summary: Blaise Zabini is a dickhead, and you wish you would have seen it sooner. But someone else is here to help you through the damage he caused.

Warnings: Swearing, NSFW themes

A/N - Hello! If this post gets up to 15 likes a Chapter 2 will be posted! Please leave a comment if you have any suggests for this writing or other writings, I would love to hear from you guys!

In the beginning, everything was perfect. No one really knew how a Ravenclaw girl like you ended up dating a slytherin boy like Blaise, but you two didn’t care. He would take you out on dates to hogsmeade, give you small gifts, talk with you for hours, and even gave you the password for the slytherin common room. Not that you ever needed the password, because you always went there with him. He took pride in you being his girlfriend, showing his friends pictures of you two, calling you ‘his girl’, ‘darling’, ‘my love’. In the beginning, everything was perfect.

Until it wasn’t.

Slowly but surely, Blaise stopped hanging out with you. It started with fewer dates and less time talking together in his dorm, then turned into no dates. He stopped inviting you over. You two still talked in classes and the halls, but then he started ignoring you. Everywhere. “Hey Blaise do you maybe wanna hango—” you started, only for him to walk right by you. You were so upset that you turned around and ran away, missing the blonde boys head that had turned to look at you. “What?” Blaise said.

“Nothing.” The blonde one had replied.

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You were fed up. It had been two weeks of Blaise ignoring you, and you were done crying over it. At least knowing the Slytherin common room password would be useful now. You stormed to the dungeons and made your way into the common rooms. As you approached Blaise’s dorm door, a voice stopped you. “I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.” Ah. Draco Malfoy, one of Blaise’s friends you had mostly seen in passing. “Why not?” You asked firmly.

“You’re going to get hurt. If you walk through that door, your relationship is over.” You simply stared at the boy. You weren’t an idiot, you knew what he was implying was in there. But you weren’t going to let that stop you. “Maybe I want the relationship to be over.” You said, and reached for the door handle.

shit

You knew what to expect, but it still hurt like a bitch. There, on the bed you and Blaise had spend hours talking about life in, was him and Pansy fucking. He didn’t even notice you at first, continuing to thrust himself into her, until he followed her worried gaze to the door. “SHIT” he yelled, “this isn’t what it looks like, it’s a mistake! I don’t love her, she came to me first!” He continued to yell excuses at you, but you couldn’t even hear anything. It was like everything was in slow motion. You glanced from Pansy trying to hide herself under the sheets to Blaise, walking towards you while also trying to put his boxers back on. He reached out for your arm as you snapped back to reality and pulled yourself away, but not quick enough. He held your arm with a steel grip, looking up at you.

“I told you it was a mistake! Pansy means nothing to me! Just forgive me already, we are still boyfriend and girlfriend after all.” He said, with a smirk at that last part.

“Let go of me you bitch. We are done.” You said, trying your best to remain calm. “No the fuck we aren’t. You don’t get to dump me.” Blaise responded, his tone sending chills don’t your spine. “Blaise fuck off and let her go. You fucked up this time, and you still have another girl in your bed waiting for you.” Draco appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Blaise’s arm that was still on yours.

“Fuck you Draco” he said, but he still let you go and turned to Pansy. You couldn’t keep yourself up for much longer. You ran to the girls bathroom, the one no one ever goes in because of moaning murtle. You ran in, then collapsed on the floor sobbing. When did things go wrong? Everything seemed so right until out of nowhere Blaise changed. Maybe I’m the problem, you thought, and no matter how hard you tried to push that thought away it kept coming back. You weren’t sure how long you sat there for until you heard a voice.

“I’m sorry Blaise did that. He’s a total dickhead.” It was Draco. You sniffed, trying to pull yourself together, “Do - Do you know why he did it? Why he cheated on me?”

“No, but I wish I did. He lost his relationship with the perfect girl just because he wanted to get his dick wet.”

You laughed lightly and stood up. “I’m sure you already know who I am from Blaise, but let’s pretend that bastard never introduced us. I’m y/n. It’s nice to meet you.”

“I’m Malfoy. Draco, Malfoy. Are you up for plotting for revenge in the library with me?”

You smirked at this. Although you doubted you were done crying over Blaise forever, you had cried enough right now. A certain type of rage filled you, one that could only be satisfied with revenge. “I would love to, Malfoy.”

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[saturatedboy]

Draco Malfoy x Original Male Character

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Late August, the trees around had begun to turn. Their life of green leaving them for the deserted orange and brown that flaked like crumbs. Their rustling became apparent by the crisp air that waved through them, knocking some to fall. It’s interesting what you find when you stare out into the fields close by. It’s a wonder, a truly wonderful sight to see.

It’s a shame I won’t see these trees until a while once again.

Knock. Knock.

Two soft knocks rattled against my door, a soft playful smile pulling up my lips. “come in”.

A house elf, no taller than 2 foot walked in. Its slim arms bare to see, scatters of scars lingering about his sun-kissed skin like tinsel wrapped around a Christmas tree. Except I knew those scars held no merry stories nor happy. Just like they were in his arms, they too were permanent sketched into my memory. His eyes hardened as he saw my rested figure. Such deep brown, filled with age and caution. The elf walked further into my room, the study room to be exact, and bowed his head with his ears casting down. “The Lord and Lady request your presence down in the Dining Hall sir. “

A sigh escaped my lips, my smile faltering against my face. “Thank you for the message, I will escort myself. You’re free to leave.“

The elf nodded, bowed once more and turned on its feet. As it walked, I caught a glimpse of its rags falling down its shoulder. The door opened, then shut, with a soft click. I couldn’t help but let my eyes cast downwards onto the blueberry blue window seat I had sat on, originally wanting to bask in the glow of the early cold. My casted eyes soon darted to the window where outside fields upon fields were seen clear as day. The odd sheep in the distance and horse brought life into the greenery accompanied by the dying trees.

A wonderful sight indeed.

Moving, I slid off the seat where I was then settled onto the pine wood floors, feeling a shiver spread through my body like an electric current. “that’s nice” I spoke to myself, groaning at the sharp pain that had made itself comfortable in my back. Placing both hands onto my lower back, I pushed forward with my hands and pushed my upper back back, hearing a satisfying crack. Heaving a heavy sigh, I made my way around the large desk that occupied the room and brushed past the two chair that were situated in front of it.

The last time that chair was occupied was during my early years, where a 7 year old me sat with his head hanging down. The larger seat across the desk was where mother sat with her face stretched back into a sneering snarl. Disappointment laced in her eyes.

I found myself quickly by the door where the house elf originally walked through. Gripping the silver handle, I pushed the door open and entered the large hallway where blue and silver were vastly covering the area. I could feel the cold brushing past my bare arms, my body still dressed in my nightly clothes of grey shorts and a white t-shirt. I felt the hairs on my arms prick up, sensing danger before I first heard it.

“Corey!” ‘Mother seems pleased. Not’

I walked down the hallway, passing the portrait of my own family which was framed by a metal frame. Engraved on the bottom was ‘Legacy of the Beetrout family’. My mother was on the left, her brown hair pulled into a professional bun with a scowl present on her face. Next to her on the right was my father, a toothy grin plastered onto his face with eyes twinkling. His large arms rested above the boy who was in the middle, who smiled softly. That was boy was me, Corey Beetrout. Pronounced Bee-trout.

“Corey! I can hear you.” Right, task at hand. Luckily I arrived to the door that lead into the large dining Hall. Big enough to hold at least 20 people. As I pushed the doors open, I was quickly greeted by my father who was always a pleasure to be around and still is.

“Come my son. We have excellent news to tell you.” Truth be told, he’s the father anyone would be jealous to have. Understanding, intelligent and patient, the list goes on. Not to mention he is a sweetheart to basically anyone who needs help.

I ascended further into the dining hall, walking past the numerous wooden chairs with high backs that sat either side of the strictly elongated table. 9 chairs on each long side, 1 on each shorter end. I reached the furthest end of the table, pulling the wooden chair out and gently sitting onto it, making no move to push myself in. I faced my father who was sat across from me, beaming. I gave him a small smile as acknowledgement then moved my gaze to face her. She sat at the head of the table, her nose upright as she stared down at me. Her sudden movement made me want to jump slightly as she folded her hands onto the table, her wedding ring glimmering in the early light that lunged through the wide windows that were behind my father’s side of the table.

“I’m sure you remember what we discussed last month?” mother asked, her head pointed towards me. I nodded stiffly, staying quiet.” Then I’m sure you will recite what your task is to me. “ I bit my lower lip, rolling the flesh between my teeth. I let it go quickly and straightened my back, keeping my gaze on her eyes.

“I’m to attend Hogwarts, the school of witchcraft and wizardry. Upon my attendance, I’m to not make any mistake in disappointing my family. This is a privilege to be allowed to attend. “ My mother nodded, pleased with my recital.

“very good. This is your only chance boy, homeschooling is becoming too much for your father and I but do not think we won’t hire someone. I’m doing this for your father, since he adored the school so much-“

“darling” the older man practically whined, “it’s where I met you. How could our boy not attend the place where his parents met. Corey let me tell you, she was such as catch for me, and still is if you know what I mean. “ I made a disgusted face towards my father. I’m fairly sure I do not want to hear the details again how he and my mother met. Speaking of her, she coughed into a fist to bring my attention back to her. Her faced seemed to be tainted with love, a soft pink lighting up her cheeks.

“since its been a while, I suppose you may join now. Think of it as a reward for bringing honor to your family’s name after the gathering at the Partino Palace. “ I nodded once. “now go pack, we leave towards the express in a few days. “

‘time to relax’ I think to myself as I slip down onto the redy-brown booth of an empty compartment. The space was small, big enough to only allow 6 people in. It could’ve been smaller. I closed my eyes and listened to the chattering and walking of other students pass by that I could only presume were Hogwarts students, or about to become one. I’ve heard so many interesting things about Hogwarts from my father, I could not help but feel the excitement brewing into my bones, aside from the stories of him and mother. I had my own wand already, homeschooling requires to also learn magic and potions. Just as my body relaxed into the surprisingly soft booth, the compartment door was slid open. Hitting the door stopper with a sudden bang.

I sprang my eyes open and glared at whoever believed that was a good idea-‘god I act like her’. A blonde boy, hair tousled and sparkling grey eyes practically begging for sleep had his hand on the now open doorway. The boy was dressed in a black dress-shirt with black dress pants. His tall figure stood in the open space, his shoulders shaking as though he just ran for gold.

Upon my staring, which I believe I had every right to, he narrowed his own eyes at mine, like we were In a competition for rudest glare. But then they soon changed. Growing slightly wide as a smirk etched its way onto his face. “well, who may you be? I hope you’re not some mudblood because you’d be wishing you were dead in the next 5 seconds for staining my seat with dirt. “ his voice was deep, masculine to the edge.

I rolled my eyes however, annoyance growing within my chest. ‘rude already’ I moved on my booth, planting my back flat again the trains side with the window and pulled my feet up onto the cushion seat. I was now sat facing him still in the doorway.

“The names Corey Beetrout, not that some blonde wanker like yourself would know. “ I tutted at him, snarling my vocal vocabulary. “and I’m not a mudblood- not that it be any of your business anyway. “ it appeared he did not so enjoy my answer, as he walked into the space and took the seat across from me, practically forcing me to move back upright with feet touching the floor. He kept his gaze hardened, as he leaned forward.

“So what are you? A half blood I presume” I let out an offended laugh.

“ha! As if! I’m a pure blood- Lord anyone would think you’re a complete idiot. I’m THE Corey Beetrout. “ He leaned back, arms crossing over his chest and gave a shrug.

“Never heard of you. Can’t be that important. “ I laughed again, a simple ‘hah’ but none the less laughed at his comment.

“Let me guess who you areee” I drawled on, scanning him completely from bottom to top. My eyes however caught the snake ring on his left hand. “Blonde, a prick with attitude. Oh, you’re a Malfoy alright. Like father like son. “ Without any hesitation, he stood with violence and banged his fist next to my head , only having his upper body leaning down to be face to face with me.

“You better fix your own attitude Beetrout. I don’t take kindly to people like you. “ I felt his breath hit my face, a minty freshener filling my senses. Although his threatening actions caused me to lean into the cushion seat, I could not help but rather push a finger into his forehead. ‘what a drag’

“Dude it’s my first day, I’m not looking for trouble so back. The. Fuck. Off” he seemed to get the message however, sitting back into his own seat and softening his gaze. Though I inwardly smiled, he still held the stance although sitting down, of an annoyed individual.

“So a pure blood you are. How come I’ve never heard of your family before? “ I shrugged my shoulders in response. My family’s name was pretty well known so how it missed his head I’d never know. “Beetrout hm, well I’m Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. “

“Good to meet you In unexpected circumstances. “ I pulled my hand out, waiting for him to shake it. He did unexpectantly against my better judgement. How sweet, his hand was sweaty and clamped easily around my own. What filth. He withdrew his hand first and swept his blonde hair out from his eyes. He was the first to speak again.

“So you’re new here then. What year will you be attending? “ I pressed my lips in a thin line, remembering what father had told me.

“I'll be in sixth year I believe, however I’ll have a first year introduction week so I’m used to how the course is done and sorted. “ his eyes seems to grow softer. Maybe the sleep was catching up to him like those eye bags darkening his eyes.

“Looks like we’ll be in the same year then. Maybe even in the same house if you have what it takes. “ I shook my head softly, heaving a sigh.

“I'll most likely be placed into Ravenclaw. My whole family are Ravenclaw.” His eyes widened and his mouth became agape, only for him to cough and focus his muscles back into his hardened features.

“Maybe that’s why I haven’t heard of you before. All purebloods I know are in Slytherin. “ I let my focus drift to the outside world we were travelling across. The fields became more yellow as we sped past them.

“Maybe so. If not then you must be pretty dumb if I say so myself-and that is coming from me.” Malfoy ‘hmph’ and too looked at the fields we were passing.

“So the Beetrout family. Sounds like a family who worship bees.”

‘oh Malfoy, if you only knew’ I let a sigh pass my lips, eyes settling back to his that had drooped a significantly large amount. “It’s my father’s last name. My mother’s maiden name was Sickle.” Oh look at that, the silver in his eyes lit with astonishment.

“the Sickle? “ he questioned, brows furrowed. I gave a nod, blowing a strand of hair out of my own eyes. “I think we will be great friends.”

“Friends you say? You hardly know me~” I teased, watching how the corner of his eyes crinkle with delight.

“I just know it. Once you’re used to Hogwarts, ill introduce you to my friends. They’ll be joyed to know another pureblood has joined- not to mention the son from the Sickle-“

“Beetrout” I corrected him.

“Yeah yeah, BeeBopp whatever. Point is, you’ll have your people in no time. “ something about the way he had said that left a chill crawl up my spine. And I usually enjoy the cold.

After some time, we had sat comfortably, the silence and quiet chatters from the other compartments filled our own space with life, something that we both seemed to lack at the given moment. I looked up from my potion book and saw Malfoy too was reading, though instead he was reading a DADA book. “I thought DADA was stopped? “ Malfoy looked into my eyes the darted back on his page.

“We have a new teacher for it.” Was his only response. I quietly nodded, closing my book and setting it next to me on the booth. I soon let my head drop onto the glass, feeling the jiggling of the train rattle through my brain. “say, why did you join so late?” I shrugged.

“I was home schooled. Mother though it be best I learn- and I quote- from the best”

“well from what I know, the Sickle family are powerful sorcerers… so why are you coming to Hogwarts if you can do magic without a wand? “ I pulled my lips back, rolling the flesh of them between my teeth.

“I’m not a sickle, I’m a Beetrout. Only the Sickle family members are sorcerers. “ Malfoy rolled his eyes, his annoyed expression from earlier coming back.

“Surely you have Sickle blood running through them veins. “ Copying his actions, I gave a bland response.

“I can’t. Simple. “ I watched as he huffed and leaned back, his eyes finally closing and his expression softening. No longer was there a wrinkle between his brows. “father believes I’m a late bloomer, but my mother on the other hand” I grimaced, the memory from when I just turned 7 blossomed into my mind. “my mother is disappointed in me since she found I was unable to conquer anything.”

There was not a word uttered for the next few moments, the idling chatter came back to fill both of our senses. “you have mommy issues, I have daddy issues,” he opened one of his eyes, staring right at me. “looks like we aren’t so different Sickle-“

“just call me Corey.” Malfoy gave an amused laugh.

“Earlier I was hiding from my friends.” I quirked a brow to his response. He closed his eye back. He huffed through his nose “I honestly want a year of peace and quiet, without anyone annoying me or trying it on with me. However, “ his eyes were striking as he opened them both, a smirk being plastered onto his face. His lips stretched and paled slightly. “I think I can make some exceptions.”

“To the first or second part? “

“you’ll need to find out. “ This time, I was the one to close my eyes.

“find out ‘ey? There’s a lot I need to find out this year”

The train continued on its way, no more shared comments between the Beetrout or Malfoy, just silence. They both however spoke to themselves, without the other realizing the true hidden nature of the beginning of what one would call, a friendship.



‘I feel warm-its different’

‘It’s colder-it’s better’

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[thecharmedquill]

In a Better LIght | Chapter Four D.M

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Mentions of the war, angst, substance use

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The sound of excited students filled your ears as you walked through the halls. Students were getting ready for the weekend as they walked to their final classes of the day. The first trip to hogsmeade was this weekend and younger students could not wait to leave campus. You and Hermoine has been walking to the library as you were on your free period, wanting to get some grading done.

“I can’t wait for this weekend. I plan on meeting Ron in Hogsmeade. I’ve missed him so much since the term started. You nodded, thinking about your plans for the weekend. “Are you planning on coming? I think Luna had mentioned wanting to go and pick up a few things from the shop.”

“Ah, no I can’t. I am a little stressed about how the students are handling the information in this week's lesson. I will stay back and grade some papers, maybe reevaluate our lessons.” Hermoine gave you a sympathetic look, you offered a smile. “I’m happy you’re seeing Ron, you’ve been non-stop talking about him since you got here.”

A pink tint flooded her cheeks. “Sorry about that, I guess I hadn’t realized I was droning on.”

“No worries, I’m only teas-“

“Shhhh,” Hermoine pulled you behind a pillar. The corridor you were walking through was mostly used by staff, there were few students walking through. You followed her gaze to see she was watching an intense fight between Parkinson and Malfoy. Pansy looks embarrassed, almost on the brink of tears but Draco looked unbothered.

“Don’t come crawling back to me when you want to ‘clear your head’” With that, Pansy stormed off down the corridor leaving nothing but the sound of her footsteps.

“Yikes, do you think that had anything to do with what happened last week?” Hermoine asked, thinking back to when you had caught them… in a questionable situation in the Astronomy Tower. “Typical”

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The Saturday morning sun peeked through your window, leaving rays of sunlight on various objects around the room. You knew you had missed breakfast, deciding to catch up on a little bit of sleep before spending your day nose deep in papers. As you got ready for the day, deciding on plain black slacks, a blue jumper, and some tennies, you noticed a small envelope laying atop your stack of papers. It had your name displayed in delicate cursive, the back pressed with a blue emblem.

Y/N,

Try not to work yourself too hard. I plan on stopping by this evening with a few sweet treats. The group will miss you dearly.

All the best,

Loon

You smiled fondly at the letter. Luna had always been a close friend of yours. Many nights you spent together were filled with laughter and fun crafts she insisted on trying. Upon hearing she grew close to Neville over the summer, you were extremely happy for her, knowing someone cared as much about her as you did. Although you had been friends with the rest of the group, nothing compared to the comforting feeling Luna left in you.

You grabbed a small bag that was filled with a few snacks and a mixture Neville had given to you, you decided to wander the halls. While you would never say it allowed, you were thankful to rely on the herbs neville had given you and your friends. Some days it was hard to deal with the anxiety and flashbacks of the year prior and it gave you a chance to escape. You saw the scenes so vividly every time you closed your eyes.

Students and staff lay on makeshift cots as you and a handful of other students help Madame Pomfrey heal those who can be helped. You saw so much bloodshed shed around you, it became overwhelming as more people were brought in. You had spent countless hours handing out potions and ointments, using whatever spells you knew that could reverse the damage.

“Save only those you know you can heal. Leave the rest.” Someone had said, sadness laced in every every word.

You shivered, taking a long drag from the mixtures. Hogwarts has since began healing, the staff had been doing a great job with repairing the building and restoring things within the castle. Soon enough, your brain began to clear up, leaving you to enjoy the view of the lake before you. It was quite beautiful how the sun hit the dark lake, somehow causing a glimmer in the tides. You’d remember how Luna convinced you to go swimming one night in fifth year, there was a cool breeze and the leaves had begun to fall off the leaves. You both ended up getting sick later that week.

The sound of footsteps pulled you out of your trance. A head of platinum blonde hair made its way up the steps, muttering to themself. Once you locked eyes, Malfoy jumped back a little. “Sorry, I didn't know anyone was up here.”

“Noooo, no.” You could hear your words come out slightly slurred, causing you to sober up a little. “You can stay, I don’t mind.”

“Okay.” He shrugged, taking a seat next to you. You stared at him for a few moments, taking in his appearance. He was wearing his old quidditch jumper and, to your surprise, a pair of comfy jeans. His hair wasn’t styled back as it usually was but messy along his forehead. If it was anyone else, you’d admit that he looked good. “Are you okay?”

You shook your head of any thoughts on how he looked. “I am a bit wonky, to be honest. Neville gave me some weed, so I’ve been smoking.”

“Weed?” Malfoy looked perplexed, the wizarding world had so many potions and spells they hadn’t any need for muggle substances.

“Yeah, it’s a muggle thing. Try some.” You passed the delicate stick to Draco, briefly touching his cold skin. The sensations left you tingly, or perhaps that was the drug. “You smoke it like a cigarette.”

He nodded, taking a small drag.”It’s kind of flowery.”

“That’s Luna, she mixes lavender in with it for calming affects.” You smiled fondly. You watched as he took another drag, this time his body visibly unclenched.

“It feels nice.” He tried handing it back, instead you placed your lips on the filter taking another drag before rustling through your bag. Draco looked slightly shocked, but quickly laughed it off.

“I have some snacks in my bag if you get hungry.” You opened a few candy boxes and a bag of chips. You two sat in silence for a moment, looking off at the scenery around you. After awhile, you feel comfortable in his presence and decide to strike up a conversation. “So, how are your classes going? Are the student adjusting well?

“Oh, uh, yeah classes are going pretty good.” He popped a Birdie Bott’s into his mouth grimacing at the flavor. “Sometimes it’s hard to teach knowing you had just learned the material yourself.”

“I get that. ‘Moline and I have been having some difficulties getting students to connect to your content.” You grabbed a handful of chips, shoving them in your mouth, “It’s hard to explain the importance of Muggle studies, even after everything that’s happened.”

“Right.” Draco went quiet at the mention of the war. You hadn’t meant to upset him and instantly felt bad for how it came out. Truthfully, you felt bad for Draco as he and his family had gone through a lot over the summer. It wasn’t spoken a lot by your peers, but after the war the punishments came down hard and you couldn’t help but wonder if the Ministry understood that kids like Draco hardly knew any better.

“Can I ask you something? No judgment.” You crossed your heart, hoping he would understand the gesture. He nodded. “How are you? I mean really, how are you?”

He paused for a second, as if he was thinking of what to say next. “It has been really hard. I am grateful that Headmistress Mcgonagall has given me this opportunity to try and make amends with the school.”

“How is your mother?” There was a pause, a lonely tear sliding down Draco’s cheek. You quickly moved to wipe it away, not meaning to upset him as much. “You don’t have to-“

“It was really lonely in the Manor when father…left.” He took a drag, turning to look at you. For the first time, you felt like you were seeing Draco Malfoy. Not just the facade he presented himself to be. “She has been doing better, though. The Ministry has allowed her to run a charity for the families who have been affected by the war, so that takes up most of her time.”

“I’m happy for her. I often worried for you and your mother, as I know not everything is what it seems.” You reached out for the remainder of the joint, taking one long drag before using a spell to burn it out so you could place it in a tin. When you were done cleaning up a bit, you looked up catching Draco’s stare.

“That’s really refreshing to hear.” He adjusted his legs so they were now in front of him, his feet landing on either side of yours. “I hear what the students say in the halls. It’s very tiring. I can’t say anything because, in a way, they are right.”

Often, you have heard students say crude things about Malfoy. Calling him names such as snake and monster. You could see his eyes cloud with sorrow, “I don’t think they are right. They weren’t there, they don’t know the whole story.”

“Yeah.” Although he agreed with you, you could still see the harsh words his inner self was saying. You decided to give him some space and began clearing up the snacks. Just as you went to grab a box of jellybeans, a hand stopped you. “Would it be okay if I took these?”

“Of course.” You smiled, your eyes met and he offered you a genuine smile.

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[draco-dormiens]

THE STRANGEST OF PLACES MASTERLIST

draco x fem!ravenclaw reader / postwar au series

"We start to find comfort in the strangest of places."

The war has ended, and life is getting back to normal, or least supposed to be. For returning half-blood Ravenclaw Y/N Y/L/N, her only focus is to finally have a year without fear and uncertainty, until professor Slughorn asks her the question the rest of the room is dreading: "I trust you will be Mr Malfoy's partner?"

Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts the same as any other past seventh year student. He wants to complete his education and ensure himself a good future, one better than his previous years, but there is one slight problem: he's Draco Malfoy. For his family's involvement in the war, Draco attends school feeling alienated and resented, spending most of his time alone and suffering his guilt in silence. When Y/N starts coming over to the manor, they begin a rocky work relationship, and often argue

After a small but grand gesture, they decided to become friends. Neither of them realise, however, it was about to get a whole lot more complicated than that.

warnings: enemies/friends/lovers, strong language, sexual themes, mentions of depression, slow burn, implied sex

wc: ongoing

disclaimers: i do not own hp or any of the characters associated with this story

chapters

opening: the first visit

chapter one: amortentia

chapter two: felix felicis

chapter three: christmas

chapter four: draught of the living dead

chapter five: new year

chapter six: slughorn's verdict

chapter seven: just two friends

chapter eight: the astronomy tower

chapter nine: a quiet drink

chapter ten: a misunderstanding

chapter eleven: another motherly visit

chapter twelve: what he wants

chapter thirteen: slytherin vs. hufflepuff

chapter fourteen: i think i love you

chapter fifften: you said yes, right?

chapter sixteen: the night of the ball

chapter seventeen: hope is a heartache

chapter eighteen: the aftermath

chapter nineteen: it’s a purebloods world

chapter twenty: the malfoys, the greengrasses and the girl inbetween

chapter twenty one: the greengrasses come to tea

chapter twenty two: one hell of a dinner party

chapter twenty three: the element of surprise

tbc

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[the-slytherin-writer-12]

could i get a moodboard based on draco x fem!ravenclaw!reader (maybe that narcissa approves of but lucius doesn’t or sum)

Ooooo thanks for requesting, my love.

Moodboards General Masterlist

I didn’t really get the “Narcissa approves, Lucius doesn’t” aspect bc I couldn’t find pics for that. But here ya go

#hogwarts #harry potter #harry potter x reader #draco x female reader #Draco x ravenclaw!reader #Draco x reader #Draco x reader moodboards

[obsessedwithceleste]

The Cat Chronicles

(Or five times Theodore Nott *accidentally* stole your cat)

Theodore Nott x reader

word count: 5.9k

©️ obsessedwithceleste. all works posted here belong to me and should not be reposted or copied in any way or form.

1

The first time your cat went missing, you didn’t think entirely too much of it. You knew many of the Hogwarts cats liked to gather behind the herbology greenhouse where a particularly plentiful patch of catnip grew. However, Gladys was never one to miss meal time, and when the time came to 30 minutes after her usual feeding time, you knew something was amiss. With a sigh, you made your way out to your common room where you saw Cho sitting by the fireplace with several other of your class mates.

“Has anyone seen Gladys wandering about? She missed feeding time and I haven’t seen her much today,” you say as you approach the group.

“I haven’t, sorry y/n. We’ll keep a look out for her though,” Cho tells you.

You let out a small sigh of disappointment.

“Thanks Cho,” you say before heading out to wander the halls of the castle, hoping to find your elusive, black cat.

You start out by the greenhouse where you see a whole gaggle of cats, but none with the sleek black coat that identified your furry friend. You then walked around the grounds a bit more with no luck, before moving on to the kitchens where several of the house elves promised to keep an eye out for the small black cat. You even checked several empty class rooms before coming to a stop outside the library. It wouldn’t hurt to check. Twenty minutes later, you were still completely out of luck. Tired and frustrated, you were about to call it a night when a loud chorus of voices turn down the hall. You look to see who it was and find a hoard of Slytherin boys making their way towards you. You recognized them of course, but didn’t exactly know them. What you did know however, was the mop of black fur one of the taller boys in the back of the group was holding.

“Gladys!” You exclaim, rushing towards the group of boys.

Their eyes all turn towards you and at the sound of her name, the fiesty black cat springs from the arms of the boy and runs towards you.

With a large grin of relief, you scoop the cat up into your arms, feeling her light purr as you scratch behind her ears. Feeling several pairs of eyes on you, you look up to see the group of boys still staring at you and your cat.

“Um, thanks, for finding my cat,” you say awkwardly, squeezing the cat to your chest lightly. The tall, brunette boy who had just been holding your cat only nods silently before turning and walking off, the rest of the group following, except one.

“Hey, sorry about Theo. He means well, really. Man really likes cats, but doesn’t have one of his own, so he sometimes makes friends with cats wandering the halls. We’ve all told him that he should probably stop, ah, borrowing, people’s cats, but he can’t seem to resist. Names Enzo by the way,” the boy says with a friendly smile, extending his hand out.

You take his hand, shaking it cautiously before a smile creeps it’s way onto your face.

“Thank you, Enzo.” You say, hesitating a moment before adding, “You know, Gladys is a picky bitch. Theo must be a pretty okay person if she let him carry her around.” You tell him before disappearing with your cat.

2

The second time your cat went missing, you honestly didn't realize she was missing at all. Theo had found his way down to the kitchens about a week after the original cat incident. That's how he thought of it anyway. The kitchens were one of his favorite places to lurk as not many students knew of the secret entrance behind one particular painting of a fruit bowl. The real attraction that often drew the brunette boy to the hidden sanctuary however, was the constant stream of cats that often visited the house elves who happily offered up dishes of cream and other treats. Plopping himself down on the floor next to a particularly populated bowl of milk, Theo's eyes were immediately drawn to a familiar set of glowing yellow orbs.

"Hello there, Gladys," he said hesitantly, decently sure that was the name called out by the pretty Ravenclaw girl who had stolen the cat from him a few nights ago.

Well, stolen in this case was rather relative, as the cat was technically hers, he supposed. Hearing her name however, the little black cat pranced over, nuzzling her head affectionately against his leg with a soft purr. Picking the sweet creature up into his arms, Theo stroked her soft fur, thinking back to his encounter with her owner, a grimace reaching his face.

He had been a downright bloody idiot. That was for certain. Theo was not usually one to be rendered incompetent by the mere presence of a pretty girl. No. That was meant more for Enzo. Or even Draco sometimes. But never Theodore. In fact, Theo had quite the reputation for his tendency to sleep around which made the idea of his mind completely blanking at the sight of this cat's owner all the more embarrassing. Matteo had made fun of him ruthlessly later that night. What had he said again? Right. Absolutely nothing. Just nodded like a right dunce.

The only solace Theo had gotten from that night was when Enzo pulled him aside quietly and told him what the pretty girl from earlier had said about him. "He must be pretty okay." It was hardly a compliment, but after the fool he'd made of himself, it really was the best Theo could hope for. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, Theo once again focused on the little beast snuggling contentedly in his arms, carefully scratching behind the ears, a spot he'd found the cat quite liked.

The sound of the entrance painting swinging open startled Theo; and he honestly wasn't sure if he was elated, or absolutely mortified that the very girl who had been previously plaguing his thoughts was stepping through into the kitchens.

You honestly weren't entirely surprised to see the boy from a few nights ago sitting on the floor, cradling your cat, when you entered the kitchens. After Enzo had admitted to you that the handsome brunette had a soft spot for the castle's feline population, you figured it was only a matter of time until you bumped into him here considering it was a hot spot for the four legged beasts.

"Hello. See you've managed to find my cat again," you say, offering a small smile to the boy in front of you. After your encounter with that particular group of Slytherins, you did a bit of asking around, finding that Theodore Nott, while a bit known for his escapades with the female population, was actually one of the more talented wizards of your year. And one of the more level headed. (But in comparison to Draco and Matteo, you weren't exactly sure how much credit to give him there.)

The boy blinks up at you once before seeming to find his voice.

"She's a sweet little thing," he says finally, clearing his throat and looking anywhere but you.

You cautiously move forward, more worried about spooking the boy in front of you than the cats. Sitting down, you allow a pretty little Siamese kitten to wander into your lap. Gladys hisses with jealousy, but remains snuggled in the arms of the boy.

"She really seems to like you. Bit surprising. She's really not much of a people person," you tell him.

Theo nods at you, an action you found yourself growing familiar with.

"Enzo told me." He replies curtly.

You open your mouth to respond, but don't quite know how, so you let an awkward silence roll over the two of you.

"Well, I find that Gladys is a very good judge of character," you say finally.

Theo lets out a small smile at this, continuing to stroke your cat's soft fur. After that, the two of you fall into a comfortable silence with Theodore continuing to shower your cat with affection while you distract the many other felines, crowding the kitchen floor.

"Theo?" you wonder finally, the question burning away at you. The boy looks up, and you find yourself getting lost in the surprisingly soft brown eyes staring back at you. Breaking from the trance with a small shiver, you ask, "If you like cats so much, why don't you have one of your own?"

Theo's eyes immediately fall, and his hand freezes mid pet, much to Gladys' dismay. A pang of guilt washes through you.

"My father isn't much of an animal person," He replies stiffly.

You give him a small nod in response before rising from the floor.

"It's getting pretty late, I should get going," you say softly. "Gladys can find her way back to the tower on her own just fine," you add when you see Theo make no move to release the cat.

Without another word, you move to open the portrait door. You enter the hall with a small smile gracing your lips as you hear his voice quietly as the door closes.

"Thank you, y/n."

He knew your name.

3

The next time Theo met Gladys was much sooner than he expected. He had left the kitchens several hours ago and was now laying in bed. The clock sitting on his bed side now read 1am. The deafening silence was about to finally lull him to sleep when an insistent scratching at the door caused his eyes to fly open. Sitting up, Theo glanced at the door warily before finally deciding to cross the room to find out what was causing the noise.

As soon as the door opened, a black shadow darted through, making a beeline for his bed. How it seemed to know exactly where it was going, Theo had no clue. Making his way silently back to his bed, careful not to wake either of his roommates, Theo was finally able to make out the dark shape of an ever familiar black cat.

"Hi there, principessa," he whispered, gently stroking the cat's ears before crawling into the bed next to it. Gladys seemed to take this as an invitation to curl up in the nook of his arm, and Theo wasn't about to object. The last thought he remembered before drifting off was how nice it would be if Gladys' pretty owner was there too.

"Theo, what the fuck."

Theo woke with a start, to the loud voice of Lorenzo Berkshire ringing out above him. His eyes opened to see the other boy hovering over his bed, a look of shocked confusion apparent on his face.

"Is that y/n's cat?" he asks, leaning down as if to get a closer look at the fluff ball still snuggled in Theo's arms.

"No way," Matteo laughs from the other side of the room. "You stole her cat again? What, is this some sick and twisted new way for you to lure girls into your bed?"

Theo launches a pillow at Matteo's head. He doesn't miss.

"You better go return that thing before y/n starts to worry," Enzo advises, going back to his own side of the room. "And maybe just ask her out while you're at it hmm?" He adds, quickly ducking behind his fourposter before Theo has the chance to send another pillow flying his way.

With a heavy sigh, Theo comes to a stop outside of what he's pretty sure is the Ravenclaw common room. He's about to raise his hand to knock, when the golden eagle head mounted to the door springs to life.

"What gets broken, without being held?" The eagle asks, blinking at him slowly.

Right. Theo knew about this. The most annoying of the common room doors because instead of a password, the bloody door required you to answer a riddle. Theo was about to turn on his heel to leave when he felt a light presence behind him.

"Hello Theo. Hello Gladys." The platinum blonde haired girl said, giving the two of them an airy nod, before turning her attention to the door. "Would it perhaps be, a promise?" she asks.

The door swings open and Theo quickly hurries after the girl, making his way up the staircase. He'd never actually been inside the Ravenclaw common room, and his breath hitched when they reached the top of the stairs. The main room really was magnificent, nothing like the dark, eerie dungeons of the Slytherin common room. Theo eyed the shelves of books lining the wall longingly.

"Her room is just there, up and to the left," the blonde girl he'd followed in says, breaking him from his thoughts.

"Huh?"

"Y/n? Her room is just there," the girl repeats, gesturing to a door at the top of another small flight of stairs.

"Oh. thanks," Theo makes out, giving the girl a nod of gratitude.

"Name's Luna by the way. Luna Lovegood." She says whimsically before floating off.

With a deep inhale to calm his nerves, Theo makes his way up the stairs and knocks gently on the door. Gladys lets out a meow of protest. Absolutely nothing could have prepared Theo for what was on the other side of the door. He felt his throat go completely dry as the door swung open and you stood in front of him in what was probably the shortest, skimpiest set of clothing that could possibly be considered pajamas. Theo tried not to stare, he really did, but he was only a man. A very weak and smitten man.

"Oh! There you are Gladys. I wondered where you wandered off to last night!" you say looking at your cat and then back up at Theo, and then again at your cat before looking back up at Theo expectantly. "Um. May I have my cat back?"

Theo jolts back to life, realizing he'd been staring and looks at you sheepishly.

"Sorry, don't know how this little one found me. Snuck her way into the Slytherin common room and then into my dorm. Didn't want to leave her in the halls alone, so I let her stay the night," he tells you.

You stare at the boy in shock, realizing that was the longest string of words you'd ever heard out of him.

"Wow Theodore, I'm impressed. I think that's the most I've ever heard you talk. And here I was thinking you were secretly illiterate," you say with a playful grin.

"Please," the boy scoffs. "I'm the picture of eloquence."

Interested in where this sudden burst of confidence that you didn't normally see from him had come from, you take a step back, inviting him into your room. He hesitantly accepts your invitation, bringing Gladys along with him.

"No roommates?" he asks, perching on the edge of your bed as Gladys purrs softly on his lap. At the moment, you found nothing more attractive than this man absolutely pampering your beloved pet.

"Not many Ravenclaw girls in our year, we had the option to share, but most of us opted for solo rooms. Wanted the extra privacy, I suppose," you tell him, leaning on one of the posts at the end of your bed.

Theo nods his head at this.

"I have two roommates," he shares.

"One of them happen to be Enzo Berkshire?"

Theo nods again. "And Matteo. Riddle" he adds.

You cock your head at that with a grin.

"Interesting pairing," you comment, imagining the chaos those two must bring with them.

"It never gets boring," Theo responds.

A moment of silence passes.

"I was wondering if you wanted to study together sometime. I hear you're exceptionally talented at potions. And Charms. And everything really." Theo lets out finally.

You raise an eyebrow at the boy, internally screaming.

Trying to keep your cool, you tilt your head, "I hear you are too."

It's like a switch flips inside Theo.

"Well, we're obviously perfect for each other than," He replies easily, a cocky grin beginning to spread across his face. "Meet you in the library tomorrow at 7? And bring the cat."

You let out a laugh as Theo rises from the bed, gently placing Gladys down on the pillow, before going to make his way out of your dorm.

"You only like me for my cat," you joke, shifting to watch as he crosses the room to the door.

"Not just for your cat," he assures you, "I love the outfit, wear it for me more often, hmm?" he says slyly before the door thuds shut behind him.

You look down at your outfit, jaw dropping open and heat rushing to your cheeks.

4

Theo's head was pounding. Music pumped through the Slytherin common room and Theo could barely see through the crowds of people around him as he pushed his way to the circle of sofas occupied by his friends. Collapsing into a spot next to Matteo, the boy offered him another shot of who-knew-what which he quickly knocked back.

"When's that pretty little thing that's been occupying all your time gonna join us at one of our little gathering?" Matteo slurs out, gesturing to the large crowd around them.

Over the past several weeks, you and Theo had grown significantly closer; your first study date quickly becoming a daily occurrence as you found that you each were able to easily keep up with one another. Something about having a partner who was actually able to challenge you was exhilarating. From there, you found yourselves often seeking each other out simply for the sake of good company, Gladys largely increasing the number of these meetings.

"Don't know that Gladys would like it. Cat's aren't supposed to ingest alcohol," Theo responded, not quite drunk enough to fall for his friend's taunting.

Enzo places another shot in his hand, and Theo raises a brow at him, before knocking that one back as well.

"Did you ever ask y/n why in Salazar's name, she choose to name her cat Gladys?" Matteo asks. "If my name were Gladys, I'd being running off constantly too."

Theo thumps Matteo on the back of the head.

"You leave our cat out of this, she ain't do nothin wrong," he says, glaring at his friend.

"So now she's our cat is she?" Enzo asks, a smirk growing on his face. "Didn't know you and y/n were so serious."

"It's our cat damnit! If marrying y/n is what it takes to finally have a cat of my own, so be it," Theo says decidedly.

Enzo snorts at his clearly, very drunk friend. "Careful, or one might think you're only into her for her cat. And not the cunty kind."

Theo scowls at this. "Y/n says that all the time, but have you seen that ass? And the way she mopped the floor with Draco in potions the other day? She's perfect."

"Yeah? Why don't you go tell her that then?" Matteo says, wanting nothing more than to see a drunk Theo try to make his way to Ravenclaw Tower.

"You know what? I will. And I'll pet Gladys too." Theo states. A look of pure, intoxicated determination set on his face.

Lorenzo eyes his friend warily. While not exactly sober himself, he didn’t particularly like the look his friend was giving them.

“Aw c’mon Enz, don’t you try and be the voice of reason now,” Matteo drawls, sensing the hesitation coming from his friend. “Don’t you want to meet the lil thing our beloved Theodore has been obsessing over for weeks now?”

“I’m not obsessing,” Theo snaps, taking a sip straight out of a random bottle he’d picked up from the table.

“Let’s go. I’m gonna steal her cat. For real this time.”

With a wide grin, Matteo jumps up, ready to follow his friend wherever the night took him. With a low groan, Enzo followed suit, knowing that his pair of roommates would need some sort of guidance to prevent them from walking themselves straight of the edge of the astronomy tower.

You didn’t have a lot of expectations for the quiet Friday night that you were spending curled up with a book and your cat. It was late, and after a long and stressful week, the time alone with Gladys was just what you needed to really recharge. You had spent most of your day lounging out on the lawn next to the Black Lake with Theodore, studying with and harassing the boy. A small smile crept onto your face, remembering the way his brown curls had floated about in the soft breeze.

You really hadn’t expected for the two of you to become so close, so quickly, but you weren’t complaining. You’d grown quite fond of the boy, especially once he started opening up a bit more. You’d initially thought that he was a man of very few words, but quickly learned he was in fact very sharp witted and even a bit snarky at times. Time spent with him had easily become your favorite part of the day and was something you were constantly looking forward to.

A sharp knock jolted you from your thoughts, causing you to jump a bit where you were sitting, Gladys letting out a yowl of protest.

You quickly cross the room and open the door to find a very miffed looking Cho, a frown imbedded on her face.

“Sorry to bother, but could you please come get your boy under control? He’s upsetting the portraits.” She says.

You blink once. Then again.

“Sorry?”

“Your Slytherin fellow? He’s out in the corridor with two of his friends harassing the door,” she explains, turning to lead you down the spiral staircase.

You’re not even halfway down when you begin to hear the voices.

“Who in the bloody hell would want to be in Ravenclaw with this blast-ended skewt ass looking-“

“Matteo you can’t curse out the door.”

“I’ll curse at the bloody door if I want to bloody curse at it.”

You grimace, looking at Cho who looks back with a similarly displeased facial expression.

“Sorry bout them. I’ll take it from here,” you tell her when you reach the bottom.

With a slight nod, she turns to retreat back up the stairs. With a sigh, you push the door open, almost taking out Matteo who had been leaning on it for support.

“Hi amore, fancy seeing you here,” Theo slurs, a grin taking over his face at the sight of you.

Enzo leans against a pillar, face in hands, looking like he wanted to disappear. You could smell the alcohol on all of them.

“Hi Theodore. Are you sober?” You ask, already knowing the answer.

“I’m moderately functional,” he replies with a lopsided smile.

“I’m taking that as a no,” you say, glancing worriedly at Matteo who was currently laying spread eagle on the floor. “Let’s get you boys back to your common room.”

“I wouldn’t. Party’s not gonna end any time soon. They’ll just get more hammered and start wandering off again,” Enzo advises, head still in hands. “Like herding hippogriffs with those two.”

“And Theo hasn’t proclaimed his undying love for y/n yet!” Matteo adds.

You feel heat rise to your cheeks and Theo glowers at his friend.

“It’s okay Theo, I know he’s drunk,” you say, not certain if you were saying it more to comfort him or yourself.

Theo ignores you however, turning his attention back to the door.

“Let us in, I just want to pet the cat,” he tells the door, swaying ever so slightly.

For Salazar’s sake. Man gets absolutely wasted and just wants to pet your cat. You go to grab onto Theo to steady him, but he has other plans. Immediately, he wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your hair.

“Hi,” he mumbles, picking you up just enough that your toes barely touch the ground. “I missed you. Can we see the cat now?”

Not knowing what else to do, you glance helplessly at Enzo.

“Would you be able to get Matteo up the stairs?” You ask.

“I can try. He’s a stubborn bastard though.”

You turn back to the door, knocking once. The eagle once again moves to life, glaring at the scene in front of it.

“If the day before yesterday was the 23rd, what is the day after tomorrow?” It asks crankily.

“We’re too fucking wasted for this bloody bullshit,” Matteo moans from the floor.

You try to ignore Theo’s tight grasp on your waist and Enzo prodding at Matteo with his foot before answering. “The 27th.”

The door swings open and you try your best to haul Theo through, Enzo following closely behind with a very disgruntled Matteo. Dragging the boys up the staircase feels like the most difficult task of your life as you constantly tell Matteo to lower his voice and mind his mouth while also trying to ignore the very minimal distance between yourself and Theodore. When you finally make it to the top, you rush to herd the boys into your room before slamming the door shut behind you with relief. Theo immediately stumbles over to your bed, collapsing face first in the middle and snatching Gladys into his arms.

“No roommates?” Enzo asks, looking around the room and seeing the single empty bed that you had pushed into the corner at the beginning of the year.

“No, thank Rowena. I would not want to have to explain whatever this is.” You reply, motioning to Theo and Matteo who was now wandering about the room.

“Room’s a mess. Coulda at least cleaned up a bit,” he says, poking at the various books and blank scrolls lying about.

“Had I known I would be having guests at,” you glance at the clock, “almost 2 in the morning, I’m sure I would have.” You say dryly.

Retrieving your wand from your desk, you point it at the spare bed. “Engorgio.” The wooden frame creaks as it expands until it can comfortably fit 2 people. You look at Enzo.

“Good luck with that one,” you say, almost feeling sorry for the boy as Matteo flops onto the bed with a groan.

“Looks like you’re gonna need it more than me,” he replies, gesturing to Theo who was out cold, Gladys trapped and bug eyed in his grasp. With a sigh you and Enzo each resign yourselves to your respective charge.

“Theodore,” you whisper, giving the boy a light shove. No sign of life. You give him a slightly harder shove, allowing Gladys is wriggle out of her prison. Frowning, you sit down on the edge of the bed, using most of your body weight to shove Theo to one side of the bed before sliding under the covers. Now deeming it safe, Gladys hops back into the bed, nestling into your arms happily. You’re about to close your eyes when you feel arms snaking around your waste, pulling you into the very warm chest of Theodore Nott. You freeze, holding your breath, not sure if the boy is asleep or not.

“Goodnight mi amore,” he whispers into your neck, causing the hairs to prickle.

Definitely not asleep.

“Goodnight Theodore.”

You hadn’t had any expectations for the night really, but you definitely had not expected to have multiple overnight guests who were trying to steal your cat. And you most certainly did not expect to drift off in the arms of Theodore Nott.

5

The next morning you wake up missing the usual lump of fur weighing down on your chest. Immediately you bolt upright, eyes shooting around for any sign of your furry companion before the events of last night wash over you. Enzo and Matteo are both still out cold and when you look down, your jaw drops open. Theo is fast asleep, back facing you, Gladys snoozing contentedly while cradled in his arms. Even in his sleep this absolute tosser had managed to steal your damn cat.

Careful not to wake the boys, or Gladys, you silently sneak across the room and disappear out the door. Once you’re safely out of hearing distance, you make your way quickly down the kitchens. A little known fact about the Hogwarts house elves was that many had once served in the homes of different wizarding families at one time or another. This meant that many of the elves were all too familiar with the valuable hangover potion that you sought.

Ducking in through the portrait hole, it wasn’t difficult to persuade the elves into handing over 3 glistening blue vials. You had always been kind to them, often chatting with them during your visits with the cats.

Your task complete, you made your way back to Ravenclaw tower, taking your time as you didn’t expect the boys to be up any time soon. They really had been plastered. Not even Enzo had been completely sober you recalled.

You’re just passing the entrance to the dungeons when a voice calls out.

“Hey! You!”

You’re ready to continue on your way before noticing that there was no one else in the corridor they could be referring to. You turn to see two girls you recognized as the Greengrass sisters hurrying towards you.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you,” the shorter blonde girl says when they get closer. You’re pretty sure that one is Astoria. “You’re the girl Theo has been seeing right?”

You nod your head cautiously. You knew Theo had a reputation for getting around, so if that’s what this was about, things were about to become quite awkward.

“You haven’t happened to see him or Matteo or Lorenzo, have you?” The other girl, Daphne, asks.

“Draco said he saw the three of them leave the party together last night, but no one saw them come back,” Astoria explains.

You feel yourself immediately relax. Good. At least this was something you could help with.

“You two are lucky you found me then I suppose,” you tell them, gesturing for them to follow. “The three of them tried breaking into Ravenclaw tower last night, so I let them crash in my dorm.”

“Oh Salazar. Were they trying to steal your cat? I’m so sorry. When Matteo gets drunk he has a tendency to try and egg Theo on,” Astoria frets.

You give the girls a strange look. “You know about my cat?” You ask, surprised.

“Oh sure,” Daphne replies. “Whole group does really. Boys came back one night going on about how Theo was just smitten with some Ravenclaw with a cute cat. And I can see why. You’re gorgeous by the way.”

You blush at her statement, diverting the subject away.

“The boys should probably still be asleep. I just ran down to the kitchens to get these,” you tell them, brandishing the potions you had gathered. “Once they’ve downed these, they’re all yours.”

Astoria eyes the potions with jealousy and you realize the two girls were probably decently hung over as well.

“Oh you can keep Theo, we were really just looking to collect Enzo and Matt,” Daphne laughs, giving you a sly look. You open your mouth to reply, but stop realizing you had reached your common room door.

After a few attempts, you’re finally able to solve the blasted riddle and the door swings open.

“I don’t think we’ve ever had this many Slytherins in our common room before,” you joke, leading the girls up to your room.

Pushing the door open, you’re unsurprised to see the boys still passed out.

“This must be the infamous Gladys,” Daphne whispers, quietly approaching Theo who was still clutching onto Gladys as if his life depended on it. Again you’re surprised that these girls apparently even knew the name of your cat.

The two coo at the sight of your cat, coming to the conclusion that she was indeed worthy of warranting cat theft before Astoria finally decided it was time for them to get the boys out of your hair. They migrated over to the other side of the room where Enzo and Matteo were sound asleep, leaving you to deal with Theo.

You decide the easiest route, may just be to lure Gladys away, so you fetch her food dish before accio-ing her kibble container. At the sound of her food, Gladys was up and running, darting over for her morning feast. At the sudden loss of fluffy heat, Theo groaned, rolling over, face down into the pillows. After giving Gladys her food, you move back to Theo, giving him a rough shake.

“Come back to bed principessa,” he grumbles, reaching out and flailing his arm in your general direction.

“It’s time to get up Theodore. Come on, I got you three hangover potions,” you say, waving one over his head.

“Did someone say hangover potion? Give,” Matteo demands from the other side of the room. You look over to see Daphne and Astoria sitting on the side of the bed while Matteo and Enzo were groggily waking up.

Pulling out her wand, Daphne gestured for you to toss her the potions which her magic catches easily, levitating the vials over to the other two boys. Matteo snatches one out of the air, quickly downing half before offering the other half to Astoria. Enzo does the same, giving the second half to Daphne who graciously accepts. After a moment, the four of them are looking much more awake.

“Thanks for making sure these three didn’t drown themselves in the lake,” Astoria says, once the potion had really kicked. “And sorry you’re not having more luck with that one. He’s always been a late riser.”

“You’ll be lucky to get him up in the next hour,” Enzo agrees, rising from the bed. “Thanks again y/n.”

The four of them shuffle out of your dorm, a chorus is thanks and apologies strung along until they reached the door. Even Matteo gave you a nod of gratitude. Once they were all gone, you collapse once more onto your bed.

“They finally gone?” You hear Theo ask, as he rolls over to look at you. You nod, faces so close that your noses are practically touching and you can feel small puffs of air as he exhales. “Thanks for last night. I’m sorry for trying to steal your cat.”

You let out a snort at that. “Did you know when I woke up this morning, you had turned away from me completely, and stolen my cat away from me in your sleep?” You ask with a laugh.

Theo at least has the decency to look embarrassed as Gladys joins the two of you once more.

“I should do this more often,” Theo says finally, reaching out to stroke Gladys’s fur.

“What? Get downright plastered and break into my room, or steal my cat?” You scoff.

“Sleep in your bed with you.”

You freeze, looking up to see if the boy was being serious. His eyes blink back at you unwavering.

“You can come back any time,” you tell him, snuggling your way into his chest, ready to fall back asleep in the boy’s arms.

“Will Gladys be here?”

“Oh my god, yes she will be here,” you say dramatically throwing your head back.

Theo grins down at you, leaning in and pressing his lips softly against yours.

“I’m only joking amore,” he says, pressing another kiss to the top of your nose.

“Of course Gladys would be here, she adores me.”

“Get out of my bed.”

A/N

My biggest regret in life, is being highly allergic to cats </3

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Pairing: step dad Mafia draco x reader

Summary: you happen to walk in on your step dad in a meeting with his enemy in the mafia while pregnant with his child and Draco has to keep them quiet…

Word count:629

Warning: mentions of gun's, talks of harming others, pregnant reader, I think that's it

Universe: step dad draco in the mafia

A/n: hope you like it 🤍😌@b-bewley1979

Your hand rested on the swell of your belly as you walked the house in your skin-tight black dress. The cotton was soft and elastic. It was your favorite dress to wear around the house, especially since you were carrying a child now. Draco and your baby. When you found out you were scared of the baby coming into this world with a father working in the field he was in, but he assured you he wouldn't let anything happen to either of you with a kiss on your forehead and your belly making you smile.

You were now at the kitchen island as the cook prepared lunch. You tried to help her, but she insisted that you needed your strength, which made you laugh. She was an older woman who had been employed by the Malfoys for years. She was awfully nice to you when you moved in.

"I'll get Draco," you said, standing up, and she nodded, continuing with lunch. You walked down the hallway before you encountered the stairs which were not fun to walk during pregnancy, holding the rail. You headed up towards his office, knocking, but there was no response, so you opened the door, seeing Draco leaned back in his chair. His snake tattoo is nearly visible under his button-up with the black cover-up on top and a few buttons open.

"Draco the-"

"I had no idea your stepdaughter was pregnant, congratulations!" a voice you recognize caught your attention. You didn't even see Harry enter but you knew not to speak to him because the reds were enemies on the green side of the Mafia.

"Yes, with my child, so if you don't mind, hurry this the fuck up so I can go down for lunch with her" Draco said, sitting forward. Harry fixed his glasses, a smirk coming at his face.

"Ah, so it's yours, " he beamed, but you could hear the sarcasm in his tone. He stood walking toward you, but the guard blocked you, lifting his weapon.

"Listen, Harry, I'd hate for something to happen to your friend Ron, who we caught last time trying to steal my things, so I suggested you keep your mouth shut or I'll cut your redhead friend up and mail him to you." Draco glared. Harry swallowed, adjusting his tie.

"Ho-how did you find out -"

"him breaking into my warehouse trying to steal my weapons like the broke piece of shit he is?" Draco stood coming to your side and putting his arm around you protectively.

"Well the asshole is clumsy as Fuck. He nearly killed himself by setting off a bomb in my building, which made me have to switch locations and I am very, very, very pissed about that. I was going to kill him but my beautiful princess here begged me not to. I think you should say thank you. " He moved from your side, taking a knife from his pocket and putting it to Harry's neck.

"Say it," he ordered. Harry was on edge and shaking.

"Thank you" Harry gave in, breathing, when Draco removed the knife.

"Be quiet and perhaps Granger will still have a husband," he murmured, and Harry nodded.

"Blaise get this pussy out of my sight" Draco scoffed and Blaise nodded, grabbing Harry by the collar and dragging him out.

"You know you didn't have to tell him the baby was yours," you say quietly looking down towards the carpet.

"But I'm not ashamed of you or my child," he said, putting one finger under your chin and slowly kissing your lips.

"Come on, I'm sure lunch is ready and I'm starving!" Draco exaggerated, walking you out. You shook your head, amused.

Draco never missed an opportunity to point out everyone who had the most power.

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