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teacup-gathering-itself · 7 months

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Give me muggleborn students trolling eachother via howlers and voice changers but they accidentally use muggle jokes that the pureblood kids don’t understand (think Nigerian Prince scams) so it spirals out of control.

“I didn’t know your family had ties to nobility? Why didn’t you mention it?”

“Pardon?”

“You’re familiar with African nobility? Enough that they send you howlers? And you didn’t care to mention that?”

“Oh… oh yeah that’s… my bad?”

Queue every muggle raised child realizing this opportunity and making eyes that scream “do NOT fuck this up for all of us” at each other before the gossip network does its work.

Anyways I just wanna see Goncharov level of unity because they absolutely would stick to the bit if someone fell for it.

Professor Snape would die over this silently, while all the pureblood teachers are like “???? Are you well, Severus?”

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cutielando · 4 months

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Can I have oneshots for Theodore nott and reader when he finds out that their daughter is constantly bullied at school?

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Pairing: Theodore Nott x Wife!Reader x Daughter

School can be tough. That was a given. Especially if you end up being a Slytherin.

Theodore knew that better than anyone. Being a Slytherin himself, also being friends with the infamous Draco Malfoy always attracted some unwanted attention.

Most of the other students knew not to mess with him, but there was still the occasional bully who didn't give a shit and picked on him anyhow.

Because of that, he never wanted his kids to experience the kind of pain he went through when he was younger. He did everything in his power to make sure your children were safe and happy at school.

Oh, how wrong he was.

He didn't notice the signs early on, but you did.

Y/D/N was more distant than usual, spending an awful lot of her time in her room when she was home for the holidays and summer break, her letters always failed to mention any of her school friends and the atmosphere there, she was sadder and lost the spark that she always used to have in her eyes.

Thinking it could be something serious, you decided to talk to your husband about it.

"Tesoro?' you asked him one night as you entered your shared bedroom and saw his under the covers, reading a new book he had purchased the previous day.

"Yes, amore?" he put the book aside as you sat next to him, giving you his full attention.

"Can we talk about something?" you were nervous, you didn't even know how to approach this subject with Theo.

"Of course we can, amore. What's bothering you?" he took your hand in his, drawing soothing circles on the back of your palm.

"I'm worried about Y/D/N" you confessed.

His eyebrows were scrunched, not understanding where you were coming from.

"Why? Did something happen?"

"I don't know. She's just...different. She hasn't been herself in a while, she's always in her room, she barely eats or talks to us, her letters seem downright robotic and she's just not the same girl we know her as anymore. I'm worried something might be happening over at the school" you explained.

You felt Theo's hand that was holding yours tense up, stopping the movements.

You looked up and saw that his jaw was clenched, he was fuming and looking at a fixated point on the wall of your bedroom.

"Do you think someone might be making fun of her? Bullying her?" his voice was low and tense, making you sigh and shrug your shoulders.

"I don't know, but I think maybe we should talk to her. You should talk to her, you know she'll open up to you a lot faster than me" Theo nodded at that, numerous thoughts running through his mind.

Y/D/N had always been a daddy's girl ever since she was little and you were okay with that. Your younger son was a mama's boy, so it evened the scales a little bit.

You knew that Y/D/N would open up to your husband and you hoped that the problem wasn't as bad as you felt it was.

"I'll talk to her"

Come the next day at breakfast, Theo turned to your daughter as soon as you and your son left the kitchen to go to the living room.

"Y/D/N, love, I wanted to talk to you about something" he started and put his hand over hers.

"What is it?" she was avoiding eye contact with her father, which happened very rarely when they would talk.

Theo put a hand under her chin, slowly lifting up her face so she could look at him.

Her eyes had lost their sparkle, now void of any emotion and tired.

"What is bothering you, vita mia?" Theo asked, brushing his finger over her cheek.

You didn't mean to eavesdrop, wanting to let the pair talk in private. You instead focused all of your attention on your son, who was more than content to have his beloved mother's attention on him.

"Nothing, dad" Y/D/N tried to shrug Theo off, but he was having none of that.

"Stella, don't push me away. Your mother and I are very worried about you. You haven't been yourself for a while and it's concerning us. What is wrong, vita mia?"

Just one look into her father's eyes and she was sobbing, letting herself fall into his arms and clinging to him.

Your heart broke when you heard your little girl sob, taking everything in you not to run in there and scoop her up in your arms to reassure her that everything would be okay.

"I hate them, dad" Y/D/N whispered once her sobs had calmed down a little.

"Who do you hate, stella?" he was trying to keep his anger in check, his blood boiling at the thought of anyone hurting his princess.

"Everyone at school. They all make fun of me for being a Slytherin and they bully me because their parents hate you and now they say they're supposed to hate me too. I'm just so tired of always being the one getting hurt over there" the young girl finally confessed, her words breaking Theo's heart.

He pulled away from the hug, instead opting to take her face in his hands.

"Y/D/N, listen to me. Nobody, and I mean nobody, is allowed to make you feel bad or think any less about yourself. You are perfect, mi stella. You hung my moon and stars from the day you were born and both your mother and I know that you're destined for great things and a bright future. Never listen to what anyone else has to say about you when you know the truth about yourself. Do you understand?" the girl nodded, giving her father a small smile.

"I love you, dad" she said before kissing his cheek, hugging his body once again.

"I love you more, vita mia"

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l0lasstuff · 1 year

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Fic: Befriending a ravenclaw by kreestar ao3

#marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #siriusxremus #remus loves sirius #muggle world #communism #gay

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the-weasley-simp · 10 months

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Ron Weasley x muggle!reader

Not sure if I'll ever continue on this so I'm posting it as is for now.

It was a chilly autumn day as Ron Weasley ran errands in Ottery St Catchpole for his mother. He walked down the sidewalk as he began to enter the muggle part of the town. Ron sighs heavily as he stares at the grayish sky. He had just graduated Hogwarts a few months prior and was still a bit hung up on the fact that things with Hermione Granger didn't work out. His eyes drift down at the sound of a ding. He notices people walking out of a new age shop. He listens as they walk past him. They way they were talking about their new spell books, he could instantly tell that they were muggles. As he walked further by, he realized the shop was a "muggle magic" shop.

The subject of magic was growing in popularity in the muggle community even though it was fake magic.

Curiosity gets the better of him and enters.

The doorbell dings as he comes in. He could instantly smell the incense and hear the calming meditation music playing. The shopkeeper gives a polite nod to Ron. Ron returns the nod and starts looking around the shop.

Tarot cards, gemstones, books, and a large section of dried herbs. He could tell by looking at the tarot cards that they were made by muggles. He's about to turn to leave when he spots a girl by the herb section. Almost as if he was charmed, he starts walking over towards the herbs and starts to browse. The girl, not paying attention, accidentally bumps into Ron.

"Oh! Sorry!" You cry out in surprise. "I didn't know you were there…"

"It's fine, mate." Ron was slightly surprised that you lacked a British accent. This area of England doesn't get tourists often. Upon coming out of his mild daze, he notices your shopping basket.

"Lavender and cedar?" He questioned.

You look back up. "Oh, yeah. Both Lavender and cedar are natural bug repellents and my new place has a bit of a gnat problem."

"Oh?" Ron's eyes open a bit wider. "You just moved out here?"

You nod. "I wanted to live in London, but it's waaaay too expensive. I wound up out here because my new place was a lot cheaper… I can see why now." You giggle half heartedly while tucking your hair behind your ear.

Ron feels his heart skip a beat. You were so cute, your laugh, your sparkling eyes. Then he remembered… he wasn't ready for another relationship yet.

"How about I give you my number?" You ask, snapping Ron out of it again. He stands there dumbfounded again.

"I wouldn't mind having a friend out here to show me around." You add.

Ron shrugs and smiles. "Sure."

you ask the shopkeeper for two peices of receipt paper and you exchange numbers.

"My name is _____ _____, by the way." You extend your hand.

Ron hesitates a moment. "Ron�� Ron Weasley." He smiles politely.

#harry potter #ron weasly x reader #ron weasly imagine #ron weasley #ron weasley x reader #ron weasley x you #muggle reader #muggle #muggle world #harry potter imagine #fanfic

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crossbowandwitches · 7 months

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What Should I Say? (Fred Weasley x OC)

A/N: Hi there, this is my first piece which I'll be working on and continuing when I can. I'd appreciate ALL and every bit of feedback and hope you enjoy :)

Summary: In the bustling streets of Muggle London, Fred Weasley, known for his mischievous charm and quick wit, stumbles into an unexpected encounter that will turn his world upside down. At an ordinary acting class, he finds himself face to face with the enigmatic Delphine Howard, a woman who seems to have stepped right out of his dreams. However, he soon comes to a heart-wrenching realization: the love he's found in Delphine is a love he can never truly have.

Warnings: None for this chapter, but there will be eventual smut, angst, stress, swearing, use of alcohol & smoking, you name it.

Word Count: 1241 words.

Chapter 1: Delphine’s POV

The room exuded a chilly ambience as I entered, an emotion so palpable it seemed to engulf the darkness completely. Not a word had passed between us, yet the unspoken connection between us carried more weight than any conversation ever could. Who could have predicted that I would discover someone who shared my passion for acting?

He stood tall and lanky, his dark ginger hair cascading over his eyes. His nervousness manifested in subtle fidgets - the way he absentmindedly twirled his fingers while seated. Despite his evident apprehension, I could sense his potential, even if he hadn't yet recognised it in himself.

Breaking the uneasy silence, I decided to take charge, "Who would like to take on the role of Cleopatra?" The room fell into a palpable hush as I scanned for a willing participant. To my surprise, there were no volunteers among my male students. It was a scene from Antony & Cleopatra, and none of them seemed eager to portray the Egyptian queen's part. Suppressing a chuckle, my gaze locked onto my scene partner, the anxious ginger in the corner - 'You.' I beckoned him with a nod and extended my arm, "Come here," I invited, guiding him toward the centre of the room. "You'll be reading Mark Antony's lines."

He took hesitant steps closer, his trepidation evident. It was his first time presenting to such a class. I decided to ease his nerves by giving him his cue, "I am sick and sullen." As my eyes met him, I noticed his grip on the script tighten as though it might crumble in his hands at any moment.

"I am sorry… to, sorry to give breathing to my purpose–" He stammered, his words hanging in the air, and I promptly responded, "Help me away, dear Charmian! I shall fall! It cannot be thus long; the sides of nature will not sustain it." Just as we were getting into the scene, the building manager knocked to signal that we had only five minutes left before closing, causing a flurry of activity as everyone began packing up.

"Excellent work, everyone! Don't be anxious; this is only our second session, and I look forward to witnessing your progress." I turned to my scene partner, who was already gathering his belongings. "Hi there! Do you mind if I have a moment of your time?" He greeted me with a friendly smile and a nod.

"My apologies, but I'm afraid I can't recall all the names in the class. What should I call you?" I chuckled nervously, which was echoed by a small chuckle from him. "Fred Weasley, but just Fred will do," he added, extending his hand for a handshake, which I gladly accepted.

I warmly welcomed him and praised his immense talent, then suggested, "Why don't you practice this scene for me? We can work on it together next week." He seemed taken aback but ultimately nodded in agreement. "Absolutely, I'd be delighted!" Before he could respond further, I reached into my bag and retrieved a business card.

"Here's my number. If you have any questions or if something about the scene strikes you, don't hesitate to reach out," I said as he accepted the card. He thanked me and made his way out of the room slowly, pausing once or twice to give an awkward wave before disappearing.

Chapter 2: Fred’s POV

"Wake up! I'm trying to talk to you!" George shouted before delivering a playful slap to my head. "Ouch! What's gotten into you, George?" I exclaimed, taken by surprise, as I had been lost in my thoughts.

"What's on your mind?" He probed, responding to my sigh. "Nothing," I replied, "just been a long day." I slouched onto the sofa in our London flat, a stone's throw away from Diagon Alley in the Muggle world. "Hand me those cigarettes." He tossed me the packet, and I flicked open my lighter, igniting one for myself before taking a long drag. "How was your day? I didn't see you after we handled that lunchtime rush." I handed the pack back to him, listening as he lit his own cigarette.

"Well, if you were paying attention…" He shot me an irritated look before continuing, "Two candidates showed up for the interviews, quite an interesting experience." I chuckled at his response but realized that I had drifted off while reminiscing about the evening's acting lesson.

She had mentioned preferring to go by the shortened name Delphi instead of Delphine, which was listed on her website. She claimed it made her appear more professional to potential students. Her choice of name intrigued me; it wasn't one you'd typically encounter in the Muggle world. But beyond that, I found myself captivated by her ability to capture a character's essence in just a few words - a talent that utterly fascinated me.

"Did you manage to hire anyone?" I hastily asked to prove I had been attentive, taking a long puff from my cigarette. "Heavens, no! They had no idea what they were doing - just came for the free candy." I laughed at his reply.

"How about the acting class? Will you give it another shot?" He took a drag from his cigarette and awaited my response. I shifted in my seat before answering, "The teacher thinks I have a knack for this drama stuff, so I suppose I will." George's mouth hung open in disbelief at my response. "Come on, George… I know what you're thinking." My cheeks flushed with embarrassment; George had never taken the idea of the acting class seriously.

"It's pretty clear you have a thing for the teacher, don't you? She's cast a spell on you, and now you can't get her out of your head. I know that feeling, Fred Weasley. So, spill the beans - what's she like?" George inquired, his brows arched, eager to hear more.

I couldn't deny that I had developed a soft spot for her. Her quirkiness and cleverness, coupled with a hint of sassiness, endeared her to me. Moreover, she had an irresistibly petite and cute charm. "George, I—I don't know her that well," I began, pausing as I remembered she was my teacher. "She's really great and good-looking, but I can't ask her out. She's a teacher, my teacher." With that, I stubbed out my cigarette and stood up to leave.

"All talk, no action, Freddie! You've lost your nerve," George teased, a mischievous grin on his face. I spun around to face him as he flashed an evil smile, "Since when did Fred Weasley become a coward? You used to sweep girls off their feet in school, and now you can barely hold a conversation with one. That's not like you."

The realisation that he was right made me feel queasy; somehow, I had lost confidence in myself when it came to pursuing romantic interests. Was it just this one person, or had I lost my touch entirely?

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rosebouquets · 9 months

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theodore nott is fascinated by muggles and the harry does not understand why until he realizes they were basically a fairytale to most pureblood children raised like theo was

#harry potter #theodore nott x harry potter #nottpott #golden trio era #muggle world #theodore nott #harry/theo #theo/harry #theyre gay your honor #they're in love okay #harry #Harry Potter x theo

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wistyisasleep · 1 year

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Tw//: talks about murder & kidnapping

Muggleborns who likes listening to true crime stories

That's it

Muggleborns who likes to watch about crime cases

Who is always finding videos and/or audios about murder, kidnapping, or even any crime whenever they are at home because of holiday breaks

Muggleborns who gets muggle newspaper to see if there is any updates of the ongoing cases they saw in the other one a few days ago

Muggleborns who made a unofficial club for this specific hobby

Bonus: a muggleborn who shares crime stories to a pureblood friend and the pureblood realizing how fucked up the muggle world is everytime the muggleborn shares either a new or old crime story they know

#harry potter #hp headcanon #muggle world #muggleborn #muggleborn headcannons #headcanon #true crime #crimes in general #i am listening to junko's case while doing this headcannon

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illusinia · 3 months

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Random thought: Harry and Hermione introducing Draco, Pansy, the Weasleys (all of them), Theodore, and Blaise to Star Wars. The questions alone. Harry explaining science fiction. Hermione explaining the history of human space travel. Their friends being so confused about WHY muggles went to the moon. Then wanting to know what constellation/galaxy the movie takes place in.

Arthur Weasley going out and buying every muggle book he can on space travel. Draco going out and buying every book he can on muggle astronomy and astrophysics. Hermione giving him a copy of A Brief History of Time (yes, I am referencing the wizard in the Leaky Cauldron here).

Just the absolute chaos among their friends and the ensuing regret on the parts of Harry and Hermione, who swear they are never showing their friends anything from science fiction ever again (Theo manages to get his hands on Terminator somehow; Harry and Hermione take a sudden trip out of country- they are NOT dealing with that).

#harry potter #hermione granger #arthur weasley #draco Malfoy #all the weasleys #muggle world #wizarding world #introducing magic users to muggle things #it isn't going to go well #I'd say blame Harry #but Hermione didn't stop him

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whorecrux-of-slytherin · 1 month

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Drastoria headcanon (halloween edition)

SUMMARY - Astoria convinces Draco to dress up as a couple.

(this can also be read as a y/n or oc pureblood but muggle tolerant reader x Draco if you don't like drastoria. Can also be read as a dramione headcanon but I've mentioned a small part about Astoria's family being pureblood and her fascination towards muggle traditions but you can ignore that)

I just feel that wizards wouldn't celebrate Halloween the muggle way. They might have a different sort of tradition. Draco coming from an especially pureblood supremacist family, would find muggle traditions foolish

He thinks it's foolish how muggles think of how a witch or wizard would dress or live. That their idea of a witch is either someone who is an introverted creepy / gothic person who lives alone in an abandoned house with a garden with overgrown grass or a person who has mythical ideas & collects stones, crystals and whatnot to make potions using dried flowers and spices and live in the woods. This perception of wizards angers Draco and is one of the reasons for his resentment towards them.

Astoria on the other hand is rather muggle friendly in spite of being brought up by a pureblood supremacist of a family. She finds it rather amusing of how muggles celebrate the same holiday but follow different traditions than the wizarding community.

Astoria is fascinated by the muggle idea of dressing up as characters or concepts for Halloween. So obviously when she learns that couples dress up together, she convinces Draco that they must dress up for Halloween that year (which was coming up soon).

Astoria plans a couple's costume idea that would suit both their personalities and their relationship. She decided on the theme of the Devil and Angel (Draco obviously being the devil and herself as the angel). She decided she'd wear a white dress & Draco could wear his signature black suit (because that way he'd complain less about participating in 'a stupid muggle tradition') and she'd charm a halo & wings for herself and set of horns for him to sell the look.

On the day of halloween, Draco keeps throwing a tantrum every few minutes about having participated in a muggle tradition; but doesn't complain much about his costume since he got to stay in his comfort zone- his signature all black suit apart from the horns that Astoria charmed for the evening. But he would constantly keep complimenting Astoria for her choice of dress and how beautiful & charming she looks in it; because to him, she's no less than a real life angel.

Astoria really enjoyed dressing up for Halloween that year & over the years they continued to do so and it kind of became their own little tradition much to Draco's dismay. They would have small dress -up parties even after they graduated with just their friends group. Draco would never admit this in his life but he enjoyed dressing up every halloween just because it was for Astoria.

(I used this pic as an inspo for their costumes. Actually this picture is what gave me the idea for this headcanon 😅😂.You can imagine him wearing a suit instead of the leather jacket . It's totally up to you 🤍)

Thanks for reading! 🤍

Also sorry for any grammatical or spelling errors, if there are any . Do comment down below about your thoughts about my headcanon 🤔💭

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dramioneasks · 2 months

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Hiya! I'm looking for a fanfic where they are in 8th year and Hermione asks Draco to take her virginity in revenge on Ron. Hermione and Dean are friends, Dean and Luna get together and Hermione starts introducing Draco to Muggles because he has antiquated ideas of what they're like. They lie about where they're going for the holidays and spend it together at Hermione's parents place, and in the epilogue, they're in America. Thanks for the help!

Faultless by NajwaBarlaam - M, 55 chapters - When Hermione embarks on a path of revenge against Ron, she doesn’t expect it to give her anything but the secure knowledge that Ron had suffered some consequences for his behavior, even if he never found out. She could never have foreseen that Draco Malfoy would be exactly what she needed. But then, who knew he had a streak of such disarming sweetness, buried under all his spite.

-Lisa

#anonymous #revenge #anti ron #side pairing: dean x luna #dean #luna #muggle world #travel #america #grangers #hermione: virgin #smut

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jehcee · 10 months

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Regulus had muggle friends.

He met them while wandering around during summer vacation.

They didn't know about him being a wizard.

One of them really loved magic. He would show regulus some muggle magic tricks everytime they met.

He teased regulus about not knowing anything about magic and regulus would say 'I actually go to a magic school' .

Everybody took it as a joke and he wished if it was actually just a joke

He wished he didn't have to go to a school where he was separated from his brother due to some stupid grouping system.

He wished his life to be normal.

He wished he was a muggle...

Until he met james and realized how beautiful Hogwarts is❤

#i know the story doesn't make sense #trust me it sounds better in my head #hogwarts #regulus black #james potter #james x regulus #mauraders #mauraders incorrect quotes #muggle world

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teacup-gathering-itself · 7 months

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Very much considering writing a Dark!Snape fic where over the summer after his sixth year Severus finally decides to indulge himself and bite back against everyone who decides to hurt him.

He’s not certain he’ll join the Dark Lord, but he certainly won’t be outdone by trust fund babies in terms of who can be the most despicable.

He spends the entire summer at a muggle library, researching muggle methods of torture: from medieval to modern, psychological to physical, subliminal to overt. After all, you can’t just give up when you lose some magic stick. He’s a halfblood, which means twice the cultural exposure to depravity.

Imagine Severus graduating and evolving into some invisible wartime monster, an adept, illusive torturer who leaves no magical trace, one that the ministry is convinced found a way to remove residual magic signatures and traces to avoid being caught but it’s just textbook adaptations of muggle war crimes.

What better way to be invaluable to the Dark Lord regardless of if he’s a double agent than to distract the ministry of magic so thoroughly that they have as much cause for concern over you than Lord Voldemort himself. And the effectiveness of his methods even when dealing with those who are hardened from the violences involved wizarding war, who think themselves able to withstand anything short of death, woefully unprepared for alternative methods of information extraction.

After all, finite incantatem won’t stop the waterboarding or undo the muggle restraints.

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The Wizengamot, after receiving the reports on one of Snape’s experiments: What curse could make such precise cuts along the nerve endings yet also leave ZERO magical signature? The Department of Mysteries must find out in partnership with with DMLE. It’s of upmost importance we find a counter to this devastating piece of dark magic.

Severus Snape, holding an X-ACTO knife and an anatomy textbook: this is just as tedious as ingredient prep just there’s so much more NOISE can you PLEASE shut the fuck up I’m trying to learn where this nerve is in your arm. Yelling does you no good.

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Anyways yea dead dove asf but the POTENTIAL??? The possible edits for this concept?? Lawd.

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cutielando · 8 months

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Hello, can I request draco x muggleborn! reader where the reader is actually a member of the royal family in the muggle world?

family relations

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Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Princess!Muggleborn!Reader

Being a Muggleborn was hard in the wizarding world. Especially when confronted with people who didn't believe that you were worthy of having magical powers.

But being a Muggleborn while dating Draco Malfoy, practically magic royalty? Now that was a whole other story.

Draco didn't care that you weren't a Pureblood. He loved you regardless of that. His mother was the same, she was just happy that her son found someone to love and cherish.

Lucius was the problem.

Ever since Draco decided to tell his parents about your relationship, his father made it very obvious to him how much he disliked you and didn't approve of you. You'd never even met the guy and he already hated you.

But that was all going to change because Draco had decided to take you to his house for dinner during spring break.

"Are you sure you want me to come? I don't want to be the reason you fight with your father" you had asked Draco one night before while you were lying on the couch in the Slytherin common room.

"I'm sure. My mother has been insisting that she meets you and we've put it off enough. I don't care what my father has to say, I'll still love you no matter what" he explained, pecking your lips to reassure you.

"Have you told them the 'thing' about me?" you asked quietly, not trusting that others wouldn't hear your secret and make a big deal out of it.

"Not yet, figured I should wait and we'll tell them over dinner. Maybe my father will come around and respect you when he hears"

You thought for a second and nodded, leaning back into Draco's embrace and letting the warmth emanating from his body envelop you and lull you into a peaceful sleep.

♡♡♡♡♡

"Are you sure about this? Last chance to run" you told Draco as you stood in front of Malfoy Manor, your hand tightly gripping his.

“Love, I’m sure. Are you sure you’re up for this? We don’t have to if you want to” he turned to you and put the hand that wasn’t holding yours on your cheek.

You looked him in the eye for a minute, feeling safe and sound as you let his eyes calm you down.

“Let’s do this. Together” you finally spoke up, determined to get this over with and make it work.

Draco smiled and leaned down, pecking your lips and then forehead.

As you sarted walking towards the front entrance, a million thoughts started racing through your mind.

You were so engrossed in your own mind that you didn’t even notice you were already standing in front of the large black oak doors, Draco having already knocked.

A small, petite house elf opened the door and bowed immediately to his master, scrambling to usher you inside.

“Master Draco, your presence has been highly anticipated. Mistress Y/N, your presence has been waited upon as well. Master Lucius and Mistress Narcissa are waiting for you in the dining hall” the elf explained before quickly hurrying down the corridor and entering, what you presumed was, the kitchen.

“Ready?” Draco whispered, standing in front of you and holding your arms.

You nodded, giving him a small smile.

He returned it and pecked your forehead before taking your hand again and entering the room.

Lucius was sitting at the head of the long dining table and Narcissa was sitting next to him, smiling once he saw you entering.

“My boy, oh how I’ve missed you” she got up once we reached her and enveloped Draco in a tight hug, the boy returning the gesture.

When they pulled away, Narcissa turned to you and smiled.

“Hello, Mrs. Malfoy. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you” you said swiftly, tryinf to calm your nerves.

“You’re even more beautiful than Draco described” she gushed and pulled you in a hug, chuckling when she heard Draco swear under his breath.

A sudden cough made you all freeze. Narcissa pulled away from you and turned to her husband, gesturing for you to sit down next to him.

“This is my husband, Lucius. Lucius, you remember Y/N from Draco’s letters, don’t you?” Narcissa put her hand on his shoulder, most probably considering she could take control of the situation.

“I remember her vividly. The Mudblood, of course” he spit, venom clear as day in his voice.

“Father!” Draco hissed, glaring at him.

“I thought I told you to never bring this Mudblood into my house. What is she doing here?” Lucius asked Draco, glaring at you from the corner of his eye.

“You will not speak to her that way. She is not a Mudblood and she is certainly not your common Muggleborn” he said and stopped, looking at you for approval.

You gave him a small smile and nodded, resting your hand on his leg in order to keep him calm.

“Oh, she’s special now, isn’t she? Do tell me, what could possibly make this girl special?”

“I’m a member of the Royal Family” you spoke up for the first time in front of Lucius before Draco could speak.

The silence that filled the room was thick, almost deafening. Lucius was staring at you like you had grown two heads, Narcissa was beaming at you and Draco was sitting back in his chair, enjoying the reaction from his father.

“Excuse me?” Lucius finally said, his face as white as a sheet.

“I’m a member of the Muggle Royal Family. Quite literally a princess”

Lucius was silent for a minute, deep in thought, before he slowly nodded.

“In that case, I would like to apologize for my harsh words and behavior towards you, Y/N. You have my blessing to date my son and consider this your home from this day forward” he nodded curtly and stood up, walking away from you three and leaving the room.

You turned to look at Draco, whose smile was as wide and bright as the Sun.

“Told you” he said, making you roll your eyes.

You were just glad his parents finally approved of you and Lucius came around.

Because there was no way in hell you were leaving Draco.

Ever.

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Alright @jeggytrueloves! Here’s your request:

I hope you like these! Have a great day!

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Thank you @charmsandtealeaves for the warm welcome to the Jily Fandom. Hope you enjoy Xx

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Because of course when things aren’t planned, you can’t take into account the fact the compartment might be occupied by a stranger.

A very fit stranger, Lily noted as she dragged her eyes over his dark pants, sage linen shirt that was buttoned up past his elbows. His utterly delicious forearms on display.

Well how the hell was she supposed to focus when he had arms like that?

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fanfic-lover-girl · 14 days

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From what we see in the Harry Potter universe, the values displayed by the Purebloods do remind me a lot of native european pariah groups.

Also, it makes a lot of sense that a lot of Death Eaters have become radicalized during the 60-70s. Dangers from nukes are one thing. The other thing is that it is a time of corporal punishment becoming milder, sexual liberation and the beginnings of stuff like the mini-skirt. I don't imagine the ultra-conservative wizards taking kindly to any of that, and until very recently, not beating one's child was considered neglect. Also, given how fragile human rights are in the wizarding world, more sexual liberation would spell disaster more than anything for them. Also, torture is normalized in the wizarding world, and it's harsh enough in Hogwarts for Arthur Weasley to still have a scar decades after the incident. Plus Filch wanting to suspend kids by their thumbs for hours like in the "good old days". That's extreme torture. So, I think part of the emotions against the Muggleborns would be envy, which would only fuel their hatred further, and make them easier to radicalize.

I feel bad because I honestly don't think I am the right person for these comments.

I doubt the wizards cared about muggle political and cultural revolutions. Especially when even muggle lovers like the Weasleys don't fully understand the muggle world.

#pureblood society #wizarding world #muggle world #discrimination against mugglebornes

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