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puppy-coded · 2 years

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Manners{N.L.}

warnings: swearing, reader’s kinda a witch[no pun inteded]

pairing: Neville Longbottom x slytherin!reader

word count: 712 words

A/N: Did I age up reader and Neville? Yes. Did I use a picture of him from GoF? Also yes. It’s cute and panicky and I love it. Anyway, this whole thing started because of this picture.

Neville was panicking and you could tell. You could also tell that you suck at comforting people unless it’s urgent.

He’s been pacing and muttering to himself for about thirty minutes before you turned around.

“Neville, are you okay?” You asked, trying not to sound annoyed. He made you look up from your book, how could you not be slightly annoyed?

He put his hands in his hair and looked extremely panicked. This was way above your pay-grade. “My family wants to meet you!”

“So?” You asked. “I’m a fucking delight.”

Neville sighed and sat next to you. “I know but... what if they don’t want me to be with you?”

“Then they suck.” You looked over at his expression and rubbed his arm. “Deep breaths... just... don’t think about it for a while?” You tried. You leaned on him and tried holding his hand.

He stood back up and went back to pacing and muttering, making you fall over on the couch.

“I got it!” He exclaimed out of nowhere after ten more minutes of pacing. “Etiquette classes!”

“Pass.”

“Not optional (Y/N). You’re a Slytherin, I need them to trust you since they already won’t.” He explained, crossing his arms.

“Won’t?” You asked. “What does that mean?”

“Well...” He squeaked out.

You realized why he was stalling his answer. “Do you not... tell them about me?” You asked, smiling a little.

“You’re a secretive person! I didn’t want to invade your privacy,” He defended. “But I’ve been so vague and they want to meet you to make sure you’re real.”

You glared at him for a few moments before giving in. “Fine, I’ll take your stupid classes to impress these morons.”

“And that leads us to our first lesson!” Neville said excitedly.

“Don’t call them morons?”

“Good instinct!”

. . .

Neville, despite you not wanting to bother your friends, contacted everyone who might have clothes that would fit you. He soon had multiple outfits that were decent.

After a little back and forth Neville agreed to the good leather jacket i.e. the one without bleach stains.

Now that the outfit for the next night was settled it was time for everyone’s favorite part.

Refining school.

Yippee.

. . .

“Neville I do not see the point in this!” You exclaimed, grabbing at your hair. “I should be able to say whatever the fuck I want.”

Neville sighed. “I know but if Gran heard you swearing she’d have our heads and we wouldn’t be allowed to see each other again.” He explained patiently, despite your current nastiness towards him.

You crossed your arms and started mumbling. “Whatever happened to being yourself?”

“A lot.”

You only looked over and glared at him.

“Just a few more things and we can go to bed, yeah?” He tried.

“It’s 3 in the morning!” You said, laying down on the ground. “Wake me when it’s over.”

Neville shook his head and took you to your shared room. “I guess I shouldn’t stress you out.”

You leaned on him to walk since you weren’t used to staying up as late as you were. “You’re only stressing yourself out. Stop it. If she doesn’t like us being together then who fucking cares? I don’t.” You told him. “But I do understand that she’s harsh and she raised you. Don’t worry, I won’t blow it.”

. . .

Neville trusted you when you said you wouldn’t blow it. And you didn’t.

You were the embodiment of prim and the personification of proper.

Everyone loved you and you even broke out the French to super impress them.

It was great.

After dinner when you to were walking home Neville was super impressed.

“When did you learn French?” He asked, bewildered. “I didn’t know you spoke it.”

“I don’t,” You shrugged. “Remember my bathroom break? I kinda used a small spell on myself...” You admitted. “I do know the cutest nickname of all though!”

“What is it?” He asked.

“Never mind that now mon amour,” You winked.

Neville smiled at that. “Cute.”

“Right?”

You grabbed his hand and went the rest of the walk home in silence and staring at the sky.

You had to thank our lucky stars that you had a wonderful boyfriend and half a mind to use the spells you did that night.

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minichrismd · 2 months

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The Target On Your Back - Theodore Nott

Words | 600 Warnings | Fighting, Theo being a raging dick Pairings | Theo Nott x Reader | Neville Longbottom & Reader (Platonic)

“What did you just say?” You hear as you round the corner, an audible crack ringing above the hushed mumbles of other students surrounding what you assumed was a fight unfolding. You couldn’t see anything as you approached the back of the circle that had formed. You craned your neck to see a glimpse of what was going on, another cracking sound, followed by yelling.

“What’s going on?” You spoke, slightly panicked to the Ravenclaw girl who was stood in front of you.

“Nott and Longbottom. Nott’s winning.” She spoke nonchalantly, as if she didn’t care that another student, your friend, was getting beaten.

You felt an unfamiliar feeling surge inside you. Anger. You barged your way through the surrounding students, bursting through the front line and finally witnessing the scene that had unfolded. Nott had Neville pinned up against the wall with one hand in the middle of his chest, his other laying punches into his face and stomach.

Something snapped inside you.

You couldn’t help yourself, charging into Nott’s side at full force and throwing him off balance, causing him to lose his footing and fall to the floor. You pulled your wand out and aimed it at him.

“You ok Nev?” You asked the shaken boy, keeping your eyes fixed on Nott, who was beginning to get back up.

“Yeah, I-I’m ok.” Neville mumbled, wiping his bloody nose with the sleeve of his cloak.

You watched at Nott got back to his feet, glaring at you. He took a step towards you.

“Take one more step and I’ll hex you into next year.” You stood your ground, defending your friend with unwavering confidence and anger coursing through your body. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest.

Neville stared at you in disbelief, as did many other students that had been watching the fight. You were known for being the quiet, kind Hufflepuff who sat in the back of the class and often carried round a bag of sweets from Honeydukes, handing them out to anyone who looked upset.

This was a side of you no one had seen before, it was a side of you reserved for those who hurt the people you cared for.

Your eyes narrowed, your wand still trained on Nott, searching for any sign of movement towards you. His glare was piercing, ice cold. If looks could kill.

He stepped away from you, turning and shoving his way through the crowd, sending students falling into one another as he left. You let out a sigh of relief as you watched him leave, only turning to Neville after he was out of your sight.

“Let’s get you to the hospital wing.” You spoke softly, wrapping Neville’s arm over your shoulder and helping him through the corridors.

As you arrived at the hospital wing, Madame Pomfrey rushed over to take Neville to a bed, firing questions at you. There was an unspoken rule between the students, if you fought each other and were injured, say nothing. Your explanation to Madame Pomfrey was that you’d just found Neville like this and had no idea what had happened. You knew she didn’t believe you, but she had no proof that anything you said wasn’t true.

She shooed you from the wing shortly after Neville was placed into a bed, stating that he needed to rest and would be back to class in a couple of days. You nodded, remaining silent, afraid that anything you would say may give away too much information. You really didn’t want a target on your back, even though you now had one from defending your friend.

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chocochannie · 10 months

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Blaise Zabini headcanons

He loves baking

Really smart but doesn't show it

Has a good skin care routine, literally better than Pansy's

Mamas boy

Kinda quiet, but when you get to know him he'll never shut up

Likes reading by the fireplace

Loves Draco more than himself, they're inseparable

Owls his mum often, he tells her about all the little things that happened

He's friends with Luna and Neville, and every time he hears someone speaking bad about them, he's ready to fight

That man is extremely humble

He's really fascinated by muggle sports

He's an amazing listener and advice giver, you can come to him every time you feel down

Fluent in Italian

Treats Pansy like his little sister

He's a gentleman, his mum taught him how to treat girls right

Neat handwriting

Loves potions and dada

Enjoys watching old muggle movies

Girls are all over him but he hates it

Always on time

Loves giving and receiving flowers

He's literally addicted to coffee, can't start a day without a cup of coffee

Has the prettiest eyes you've ever seen

Dad of the group

Drags Theodore out of bed almost everyday, just to make sure he eats breakfast

Gives really good hugs

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delacoursshp · 9 months

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"3…2..1.. DIVE!"

cedric diggory x fem mermaid reader

- use of y/n, reader is in slytherin AND IS A MERMAIDDD, reader is independent, cedric is your cheesy lover, triwizard cup (2nd task) drama, you almost being caught as a mermaid

warnings: nothing

i write quick stories, but dis one felt a tiny lil longer than usual so enjoy😋

the bell rang. you were so glad to be out of ms trelawneys lesson. she was such an oaf, with her ''ooohh i see potentional murder ahead!" or her 'aahh i see much death in your future!'. like, honestly!

not that trelawneys sayings would've been a surprise; half-blood mermaids were very rare and often seen as demons. and funny enough, you were one of them.

you made your way down the stairs to study in the library.you avoided pansy parkinson and her little group, as they always put themselves in drama and you were never up for that.

once arrived, you yanked about 5 books from a shelf and then seated yourself at a table next to a big window.

you began reading. first book, second book, third book-

ding!

19.00.

you closed the books quickly, put them back and then rushed so fast out of the library, making people turn their heads.you went upstairs, third floor, to the prefects bathroom, then muttered something that sounded like 'pine-fresh' and the painting swept forwards and you quickly stepped in.

there was nobody, as expected, except for the mermaid on the painting onto the wall. you waved politely and she waved back excitedly, looking as if she had missed you really much. you undressed, leaving yourself completely naked, then stepped into the pool.

after what felt like 10 minutes you felt your body heat up, your toes clench really hard, and your breathing quickened. the double eyelids formed onto your face.

what used to be your legs had now shaped into a long dark green, grey-ish shiny tail. your skin turned a little grey too, and your nails extended in length. your iris had become bloodred of colour, and your black pupils dilated until there was just a thin red line around the black dot. you sighed as all the changes finished, and relaxed.

about 50 seconds later, you heard the prefects bathroom opening open. it was him.

you looked up, hoping it was him and not someone else. the painting creaked and there you saw the tall, fit, brunette figure walk through.

"cedric." you whispered in happiness. he smiled at you before sprinting and hastily jumping into the pool.

you squeaked. "cedric!" he laughed, shaking the water off his hair and swam towards you. "well, hello beautiful." he smirked, eyeing your sea creature body. your breasts were practically naked, except for the shell symbols spread around your areola.

"ced. your clothes are wet." you said sarcastically, staring up into his eyes while his arm rests around your shoulder.

"doesn't matter, love. how've you been? mind helping me with the triwizard cup? i think it has something to do with, you know, your kind. i heard sirens when i opened that egg. anyways, i hope they wo-"

you admired him as he kept talking about the upcoming triwizard task. you were so lucky to have him, he never judged you on being a mermaid. of course, he's also the only one that knows about it.

your deadly- (but oddly attractive to cedric) -eyes were caught by cedric as he finished the topic. he stared at you, and if looks could kill, you'd definitely been dead. you leaned your body onto him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"i don't know what i would do without you, cedric." you spoke softly. cedric chuckled.

"well, luckily that's something you don't ever have to worry about."

"promise?" you whispered, stroking his arm with your dainty hands.

"promise."

the mermaid in the painting clasped her hands onto her mouth, and her watery eyes blinked dramatically. she wiped them with a piece of seaweed.

cedrics hand that wasn't at your shoulder, trailed down your tail and felt at the texture.

he was mesmerized. he'd seen your mermaid self once before, from afar. now that he sees it up close, it's so much prettier.

you smiled softly, exhausted from reading so long before. you glanced at the mermaid, who winked back at you.

"i love you." cedric suddenly said, what made you turn your head immediately.

"i love you, cedric" you said back, not breaking eyecontact.

"good. fish babies!" he joked.

you giggled and sat yourself sideways onto his lap. your tail flicked up and down in excitement, making the water splash. cedric grinned at your actions. then you locked lips with him, drowning in his taste.

if only this moment would never end.

[CEDRICS POV)

it was the day of the second task. i was really nervous, but i prepared my bubble charm so everything should be fine.

bagman went on and on about this and that. to be fair, i wasn't listening. i was watching the lake before me, swinging my arms unpatiently.

"okay, enough chit-chatting! now, are we ready, best contestants?"

bloody right i was ready.

"3...2..1.. DIVE!"

an enormous splash erupted from the lake, onto the murmuring crowd. i swam and swam all the way down, trying to find what i was searching for. i didn't know exactly what. i just knew it would be guarded by mermen.

many minutes passed, and i saw 4 vague figures. i swam a little closer, and saw the four figures clearer. they were all tied up, cornered by merpeople.

one of them was a girl with rather bushy hair, next to her a boy with hair so red it looked like fire was burning in the lake, and next to him was a little girl, and right next to her was-

oh no. this couldn't be.

i frowned my eyebrows and my mouth dropped in fear. y/n.

the fact that it was y/n tied up, wasn't the worst thing. it was that her tail showed. a mermaid transformation took about 10 minutes, right? so whoever put her here must have done it quick! or else she would've been killed by them already.. if anyone up there sees she is a mermaid, things could get disgusting.

i examined her unconscious face, searching for any wounds. it was rather hard, curse the bubble charm for blurring my view.

i grabbed a knife i brought just in case from my pocket, and cut the ropes around her wrists. i carried her heavy figure up the water fast, as i felt like time was running out. our heads popped out, and y/ns eyes opened slowly. the first thing she saw was my face. then she looked around, very confused. she saw the water floating around her, and it looked like she was about to faint.

[YOUR POV]

what? what is going on? you felt fear, anger, and confusion rise up within you. please let this be a nightmare, you thought.

a soaked cedric with a bubble around his head was looking at you, worryingly. when you wanted to say something, but it came out as a whimper, he shushed you. "shh, it's okay, leave everything up to me right now, okay?" he whispered.

"and we have our first contestant up! cedric diggory!". the gryffindors, hufflepuffs, ravenclaws and a few beauxbatons cheered loudly. some looked confused at your slightly new appearance; your grey skin & red eyes weren't hidden. cedric tried to hide you from the crowd.

he grinned at them so nobody would find it off, and then swam to dumbledore with you, both of your bodies underwater, except for your heads.

"sir, she- she's.." cedric tried to make up an excuse to make sure your body stayed beneath the surface. you looked at him, terrified.

dumbledore smiled. "it's okay, boy. i'm not stupid, you know. show her to me."

cedric hesitated, but you nodded, after all, he was the headmaster. what choice did cedric or you have?

you shyly turned around, horrified to see his reaction, but dumbledore kept his same expression. "ah. and so i was right." he said, his eyes twinkling.

you frowned your eyebrows in surprise, looked at cedric, and saw that he was doing the same. "your bubble still functions well, i'm assuming? 2 hours they work, yes?"dumbledore said.

"uuh, yes, sir." cedric said. "turn around, dive, go north, then west, you'll find a cave, go through there and leave the rest up to me."

you and cedric looked at eachother in both relief and confusion, then cedric nodded.-you swam forward, cedric holding onto your hand. a smile crept up your face, as he struggled to keep up with you.

"keep up, tough boy." you mouthed, feeling a little less worried then before.he just chuckled nervously at you. the moment of it was almost romantic, if to ignore the context. you felt a sense of joy, being in your other home, together with someone you wanna spend your entire life with.

hopefully, the next task would be a lot less terrifying.

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idk idk idkk. i don't rlly like this ☹️ but!! i felt like i wrote the task scene okay, right? 😝 anyways, hope u enjoyed!

- @delacoursshp

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shelbgrey · 9 months

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Hey, sweetie! Could you do something for “Being Harry Potter's twin sister?”. You know... Their whole trajectory, their discovery of Sirius and Remus (who might be her godfather). She has an unusual friendship with Neville and the Weasleys (especially the twins and Fred, who she has a crush on and is fully reciprocated with). Thanks for the attention 🌷🩶.

Being Harry Potter's Twin sister Headcanons:

Paring: Fem!Reader x Brother!Harry Potter, Fem!Reader x Fred Weasley.

Summary: your life as the chosen one's sister.

A/n: so I might split this up with each year. Sorry this took so long and it's not edited.

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So I feel like you and Harry would be totally different, and it might sound stereotypical, but you look like your mom with your dad's eyes.

Also you do have a scar, I looks like Harry's but it's on your wrist.

Most muggles and wizards forget your twins beacuse you look nothing alike.

With Harry I think he trusts adults a little too quick, with the treatment the Dursly's caused I think you'd have major trust issues. You only really trust Harry.

Harry is almost extremely over protective of you and sometimes thinks he's the older brother because he happens to be taller and five minutes older. “you know I'm five minutes older than you, right?”

“why does that bloody matter?”

Harry would do anything to keep you safe from Dudley and the other Dursley, I think Petunia would be harsher on you because you remind her so much of Lily and Dudley just think it's a game to terrioz you.

“keep your hands off her!” Harry shouted and pushed your cousin off you aching body.

People Don't know how relieved you were to get your Hogwarts letter.

Year one:

Like I said before you don't trust people as easy as Harry does, so when Hagrid came to rescue you two you were very reluctant and let Harry do most of the talking.

I'd say the Dursly's treatment causes you to be jumpy and very much aware of your surroundings, meaning you were hiding behind Harry when Hagrid came by.

But you learned to trust him during the trip to Digon Ally, he got Harry an owl and you a Ferrett named Seeley.

You also discovered your wand was related to The 'murder' Sirius Black's wand.

The first person you'd actually meet first is Fred and George, Hagrid had taken you to a candy shop in Digon ally and you both were after the last box of all flavor beans.

“you go ahead” he smiled when he saw you flinch back. “no, you” you respond.

Fred shook his head with a smile and handed you the colorful box. “no, you shouldn't take things from a pretty lady” that made you blush and take the box nervously.

And saved by the bell wizard, Harry called your name. “I got it go... Bye”

He didn't even get your name. Fred watched you run away with hearts in his eyes. George looked at him confused when he saw no candy in his hands.

“Georgie, I think I'm in love” he smiled like an idiot.

George, not knowing how to respond smiled.

When you got to Hogwarts you met Neville Longbottom and Draco Malfoy.

You had found Neville's Toad Trevor and was the one to return him. I think Neville would be star struck with you, your kindness to him and how pretty you were, he definitely had a crush on you immediately.

With Draco he just had infatuation, with Fred and Neville it was actual attraction(Neville more at the time) but with the Blonde Slytherin he saw you as someone he could get back at his parents with. The daughter of Lilly and James, Lucicus hated them and his eyes it would be a perfect opportunity to rebell a little.

You saw right threw him, you may not trust people immediately, but you do like to get to know them before you pass judgment. Draco lost your judgment as soon as he disrespected Ron and the rest of the Weasleys.

“listen you little Ferrett, leave Ron and his family alone”

I don't think the twins would take you being teased lightly, Fred didn't really care what Draco thought about him but him saying something about you or George is usually the last straw.

Anyway, the sorting hat didn't know what house to put you in. He was stuck between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. “your a lot smarter than people give you credit for...your also brave, maybe even braver than your brother”

The hat did consider your feelings, he didn't just put you in Gryffindor because you were afraid to be separated from Harry, he did because he wanted to prove how brave and strong you were.

Gryffindor was ecstatic to have both Potters, especially Fred and George. They both cheered with the rest of their house mates and gave you the empty spot next to them.

With that I think you'd have your own trio, you are very close to Hermione and Ron both, but your defently best friends with the twins.

Your also close with Neville, people might think your a body guard and would even teas him for it, but you actually love Neville company and think he's tougher than he relizes.

Some people might not realize you got on the Quidditch team beofer Harry, you became a Chaser.

During your first game the twins wouldn't leave your side, Fred was afraid you'd get hurt. I think the whole team was considering you were a first year.

Harry's broom was the only one that was supposed to get jinxed but you got in the way. You got swang around like crazy while the twins and Oliver tried to help you. It drove Harry crazy he couldn't help you, but he had his own jinxed broom to deal with too.

Ron and Hermione of course thought it was Snape, but it wasn't. He was concentrated on helping you... Even more than Harry.

You remind him of Lily... like a lot, so I think it would make him less biter towrds you. Yeah it'll hurt him to see you at first, but I think he wouldn't be harsh on you like he is Harry.

During the holiday we know Harry saw your parents in the mirror of erase, but as much as you loved your parents I don't think that's what you saw. You can't change the past, so you just wanted some kind of family. So when you looked in the mirror you saw the Weasleys.

You and the twins had been extremely close, especially Fred. During the holidays Molly sent you a sweater with your initial and Fred got you a paracord bracelet with a heart charm. He and george had matching ones(minus the heart) so at the time it was friendship bracelets.

When you went to see the mirror by your self Professor McGonagall cought you, she really liked you and thought you were a bright student. You don't get to show it much because Hermione always beats you too it.

Speaking of professors and Hogwarts staff, I think Hagrid would help you discover your love for animals and magical creatures. Which ment you were pissed when Draco ragged about Hagrid's baby dragon.

Your love for magical creatures also helps you and the golden trio get passed Fluffy the three headed dog.

You and Hagrid bonded over talking about animals and you guys grew closer because of that.

It still bewilders Ron how you saw innocents in the dog and though he was cute.

You didn't want to go back to the Dursly's, but with the events that transpired this year you were afraid to stay at Hogwarts too, but you couldn't help but love the place, as dangerous as it was it was also safe and full of wonderful people.

Year two:

So for starters I think Doby would annoy the hell out of Harry's sister and I think she would be pissed off he was at the Dursly's warring them instead of Ginny or Hermione or even Colin.

So when you got back from Hogwarts you and Harry did have to share Dudley's second bedroom, it was cramped and always hot, but it was better than living under the staircase.

So, remember when the Dursly's tried to stop Harry from going to the Burow with the Weasley's? Well Harry did get in their little blue Angler, but when he did Vernon grabed you causing Fred to jump through the window and get you.

Molly would be so happy to see you again and even kinda embarrassed Fred. “y/n darling, I'm so glad your hear... Fred hear wouldn't shut up about you all summer”

“mom!” Fred look embarrassed while George was trying to cover his laughter for his brother's sake.

The burow is big but it's also cramped at times, so you and the twins share a room, your best friends and your comfortable with each other. Your just kids right now and there's no dirty thoughts to it just three best friends having a sleep over.

Thoses night Fred found out about your nightmares, George is a heavy but one night you woke up Fred when you were tossing and whimper beacuse of them. You only remember your parents death in your dreams and currently your adventures from last year.

Fred comferted you through out the night. He didn't make you talk about it, just held you. George teased you guys when he woke up the next morning and saw you guy cuddling. You guys let it slide since he didn't know the situation.

But, During your stay I think you'd grow closer to George, your both the quieter of the twins and are usually the followers. You would tell him you hated all the attention being Harry's sister brings.

Fred would get jealous, really jealous but he loves you both too much to bring it up. George knows how much Fred cares about you and your relationship with George is strictly Platonic.

George knows Fred like the back of his hand and he told him that. “you know we're just friends, right? I'd never hurt you like that”

Speaking of friends, since it's ginny's first year you and the twins are all pretty protective, which ment you were about to kick Draco's teath out when he was hassling her at the book shop in Digon ally.

“touch her and it'll be the last thing you ever do”

You also despise Lockheart, You and the twins spend most of the year messing with him. Especially when it comes to quizes about himself.

“my favorite smell isn't the ass of a hairless dog!” Lockheart yelled after reading our answers.

You broke your arm during the Quidditch match where Draco and Harry we're going add it. The people and the teams were too busy watching your brother to realize you got knocked off your broom.

Fred cought you before you could hit the ground and he took you to madam Pomfrey with George and Hagrid's help.

That day you realized since you weren't the chosin one like Harry you weren't that inresting. But that didn't matter to your closest people. To Fred you were the greatest thing to ever enter hogwarts.

He stayed with you the entire time and helped you with assignments till you got better.

You weren't part of this year's adventure. You were too worried about taking care of Ginny and Hermione.

Years 3:

So after the whole blowing up aunt marge incident you went to the Burow(in this universe you go straight there).

You told the twins about aunt Marge and they couldn't stop laughing. You now call it "the incident" and it kinda became inside joke, Ginny getts annoyed with not knowing what it means.

“you keep saying 'the incident'! What doses that mean?”

You did find about Sirius black and that he was Harry's godfather. You would think he'd be yours too but really it was never confirmed since Lilly wanted Remus to be the godfather.

Remus told you about the once playful argument that James and Lily had about that. I think you'd grow really close to Remus.

He's the first adult you trusted immediately. You tell him everything and he becomes the first ever real father figure you've ever had.

Aurther is kinda of a father figure but you don't want to see him that way since your in love with his son.

Anyway, you find out about Remus being a werewolf just beacuse you were wondering around on a full moon, you weren't scared like a normal person should be which suprised him. You promised to never say anything.

It got annoying when Hermione kept asking werewolf questions when she started to have her suspicions.

You were relieved when you found out Sirius didn't actually kill your parents. You found out Sirius was really fun to be around. While Remus was a shoulder to cry on or sortof a body guard, Sirius was c comedic relief and learned how to make you and Harry laugh.

Year 4:

Your fourth year is when Fred and you really started to act on your feelings. When you went to the Quidditch world cup, Fred kissed you after your favorite team won.

Since death eaters showed up it was short lived and you guys didn't really speak of it till later.

You didn't try to get your name in the goblet of fire like your two best friends, nor was your name put in there.

It was bizarre... You wanted to do it just to prove you were just as brave and important as Harry. Fred helped you relize how important and loved you were during the last two summers, but since your name didn't get put in there like Harry's you felt pushed to the side lines again.

Fred was a little bit upset at your mindset. He didn't want you thinking you were useless but he also didn't want you in danger.

“why would you want to! It's dangerous, I don't know what I'd do If you got hurt!”

Then it turned into an argument. “I want to do It because I'm tired of being in his shadow I want to prove I'm just as strong! And why dose it matter if I was in the tournament or not?”

“beacuse I love you! The Wizarding world might not have chosen you but I do... And I know we're just kids but I do know that I love you”

Your heart melt and if felt like all your walls came crashing down. You knew you were important to him, but it finally clicked that you were is first choice from the beginning. No Harry, no chosin crap, he just wanted you.

You had your first real kiss in mouths. A rough but passionate kiss. He poured so mush love and emotion in it, he wanted to prove he wanted you and only you.

Then you became a couple, a few side problems kinda showed up. Hermione and Krum, then you and Neville... He wanted to asks you out so bad but then he finally had the confidence to ask you out he found you and Fred kissing.

You knew when something was bothering Neville, he became stand-offish and wouldn't really talk to you. When he confronted you all his emotions came out. He told you everything and even end his rant that he rather have you as a friend than not having you at all.

“but then I realized our friendship means more to me than anything, I'm happy for you and Fred but I don't want to lose my best friend”

“You won't...”

The Yule Ball was so much fun, you of course went with Fred and everything was perfect.

Having Cedric die was hard, you wernt close to him but having him die made you appreciate you brother again. You two became distant since you felt put on the side lines, but when you thought about Harry dying you couldn't help but cry.

“you and me against the universe” Harry said after you talked about it to him. “I'll always protect you and I'm sorry if you felt like I pushed you away”

Harry really did feel bad, but he felt even worse when he found out about you and Fred. He's been so busy he didn't even know you have a boyfriend for like three months.

He was happy for you both, he trust you'd be treated right and didn't feel like he had to put up an over protective brother facade.

Year 5:

So Remus is defently over protective and put the fear of murlin in Fred, but he knew Fred was a good guy.

You and Fred also worked hard to get Tonks and Remus together. You knew how much he loved her but he wouldn't act upon it.

Also with Voldemort back you were eager to join the order of the Phoenix, even if you weren’t old enough. And you better believe Fred would be right behind you.

“I'm in” you said.

“NO!” Remus and Sirius both said at the same time.

Okay so it's your fith year and Fred's last year, it's kinda of upsetting but it just encourages you guys to make the most of the year.

You love helping the boys sell their products and even help come up with some new ideas.

Rather the product are safe or not your usually the one to sell the product to fellow classmates, especially the females. George says to can sell a drowning man water.

The year was great... Till the pink monster showed up and started changing everything.

She got under Fred's skin like crazy and Umbridge knew it, he didn't really care what she did to him, took away one of his prank toys he doesn't care he'll just make a new one but what he didn't lightly is when you had to endore one of her detentions.

You didn't want the boys knowing or worry Fred and Harry. He accidentally found out when he grabed your soar hand the wrong way.

“I'm gonna end her!”

You had to grabe him and convince him if he did anything he'd get kicked out of school... Which he didn't care.

You knew about them dropping out and you even help plan their excape.

After they left Fred wrote to you almost every day, filling you in about the shop and telling you about the success.

You couldn't be more proud of them and even planed on working there that summer but the end of there made you forget about it.

Sirius had died protecting you, Bellatrix was about to use the same spell on you that she used on Mr. And mrs. Longbottom. Neville tried to protect you but Sirius bet him to it the only cost was his life.

During the summer you mostly stayed with the twins and worked at the shop, things got better and Fred worked hard to cheer you up.

He loves spending most of his time with you and doesn't really care if people see.

“your not supposed to get handsy with the staff” you joked.

“I won't tell if you want”

Year 6:

Not Much happened... That concerned you at least. You spent most of your year hanging out with Neville and Luna.

Harry and the other two were to busy worrying about Draco and you just didn't have the energy to care.

You quite the Quidditch team after an acadent last year so you usually helped Luna or who ever narrat the game.

You did worry about Draco though, he looked so alone and no one really cared, all Harry cared about was proving he was doing something wrong.

He grew so much respect for you when you found him crying, you didn't judge him like he expected... Just let him cry.

You filled Fred and George in about the closet stuff and how the school is going down hill.

After the school year you went home with the twins after Dumbledore's funeral, as awful as it might sound you weren't too affected by his death. You felt like Dumbledore never really cared about you or your brother.

Year 7:

So you spent most of the Summer paining and decorating for Billy's wedding, it was a good distraction.

During the battle of the seven Harry's George protected you because the death eaters would expect you to be with Fred, George got his ear blown off because he was protecting you.

After the wedding got ambushed you ended up going with the golden trio, Fred tried to go after you but Charlie stoped him I'm fear for his brother.

You spent most of the time listing to the radio with Ron, making sure George or Fred's name isn't mentioned.

During the battle of Hogwarts the twins didn't leave your side.

“you okay freddie? Y/n?” George asked.

“I'm scared” you admitted. Fred pulled you to his side and held you while George held your free hand. “I won't let anything hurt you”

When things got really heated during the battle you got separated from the two, you and George ended up meeting up in what used to be the charms room.

You started to panic when you didn't see Fred. “Wait, where's fred”

George couldn't stop you and ran in search for him, before you could even register what was happening Fred shielded you from a killing curse.

Even if your brother won the battle you lost the love of your life, you didn't really want to see anyone except George and even that hurt... Looking at his face and seeing the same eyes and freckles.

George promised if anything happens to Fred he'd make sure you'd be alright.

Super mega happy ending:

So if you chose this ending Fred didn't die, you guys got betten up but that's all.

A year later you guys got married and you worked as the care of magical creatures professor at the school, during the summer you worked with your husband and brother-in-law.

You had twins, a boy and a girl. Fred cried when he found out you'd he having twins.

George and Angelina were of course the god parents.

You are very protective of your kids, always making sure they're okay and on the anniversary of your parents death your twins sleep with you.

Your daughter is just like Fred, a total minnis in the best way possible, your son is the quieter one... Much like you and George.

Your twins joined the Quidditch team and got sorted into Gryffindor like every other Potter and Weasley.

You couldn't be more happy or proud of your family.

#Harry Potter #harry potter headcanon #Harry Potter headcanons #Sister!reader X Harry Potter #Hogwarts #Gryffindor #sirius black #Remus Lupin #Fred Weasley #George Weasley #Neville Longbottom #Slytherin #Draco malfoy #Ravenclaw #chamber of secrets #Sorcerer's stone #prisoner of azkaban

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just imagining (canon compliant) Theodore Nott dating fem!Wolfstar!reader and like the angst of it because realistically, Sirius’ daughter dating a Slytherin?? Sirius’ daughter dating a Nott?? A very well known family of followers of Voldemort? And all Remus knows about Theo is that he was the quietest of the boys in reader and Theo’s year and that he didn’t spend time with Draco and Draco’s friends. Sirius tries to get information from Harry and Harry doesn’t even know Theo exists so he asks Hermione who Theo is and Hermione rolls her eyes because Theo is not only a lone wolf and quiet, but he’s highly skilled in Potions and Ancient Runes and it frustrates Hermione because she has never once seen Theo in the library studying.

(Non-canon compliant because Enzo is a fanon character) So Harry asks Neville, Seamus, and Dean for more information because while Remus knows enough information to judge now, Sirius is still not too happy about this arrangement. Harry learns from Neville, Seamus, and Dean that Theo rarely speaks, but they have seen the boy hang out with Enzo and Blaise on numerous occasions.

Sirius is still not too pleased because while he now knows Theo is not a complete loner who’s intelligent is normal Pureblood subjects, Theo is friends with a Zabini, a rich and powerful family, and a Berkshire, a Pureblood family not part of the Sacred 28 and Sirius isn’t too impressed in the choice of friends the Nott boy has made. Sirius asks Harry to get Ron’s brothers, known pranksters and troublemakers who are good friends of reader, to pull a prank in Theo’s vicinity to see how the Slytherin reacts. Sirius believes that a guy who doesn’t enjoy pranks isn’t good enough for his daughter.

So Fred and George pull off a prank on Lorenzo Berkshire while Enzo’s spending time with Blaise and Theo. The twins somehow, I’m not good at writing pranks, get paint all over Enzo and Blaise and Theo by accident. Enzo’s trying to laugh it off because it’s Fred and George, they obviously didn’t mean any harm while Blaise is disgruntled and trying to not hex the twins because now he has to wash paint out of his hair which is not an easy task and he’s just praying the paint Fred & George used wasn’t acrylic. Theo’s smirking and holding back a chuckle at Enzo and Blaise’s reactions, not even noticing the paint that splattered onto him. Fred and George are rolling around on the grass, laughing so hard their lungs hurt and while all of this is happening, reader is only standing a distance away, mouth ajar and eyes wide because Fred and George had sworn Theo would be off limits now that Theo was dating reader.

I might honestly end up writing this myself because I’m so hooked on it now. Also, in my mind fem!Wolfstar!reader is also a Ravenclaw and secretly highly mischievous.

#Slytherin boys #Wolfstar!reader #Wolfstar!daughter #theo nott #theodore nott x reader #Fred and George Weasley #lorenzo berkshire #blaise zabini #Harry Potter #Hermione Granger #neville longbottom #seamus finnigan #Dean Thomas #deamus #thestarsaretalking

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The Date

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Neville Longbottom x fem!reader

word count: 1.6k

warning(s): fluff, cursing, smut-ish, dry humping-ish, not proofread

I can’t believe I agreed to another blind date. Tiffany owes me a lifetime of Cauldron Cakes if this doesn’t work out. The last time I went to one of these, she set me up with Justin Finch of all people and all he did was talk about himself. I just drank Butterbeer until he become barely. The date finally ended about two, agonizing hours later. As soon as we got back in the castle, we went our separate ways and I have not talked to him since.

Now, I’m sitting in Madam Puddifoot’s, in a corner, ten minutes early, trying to guess who my mystery date is. Tiff knows pretty much everyone at Hogwarts so it could be anybody really, but she only dates tools so I doubt it’ll be anyone good.

Five minutes go by before I hear the bell above the front door ring. It’s Neville. He looks a bit nervous. This is honestly the last place I thought I would see him. It’s not a very crowded place, so it’s good for an introverted person like him, but it’s a bit.. girly for him. But since he’s here, I can’t help but admire him. He’s gotten taller since we first got to university. He towers over a good amount of people at school. Even some of the professors.

His eyes wander around the room as if he’s looking for someone. Considering the only single person in here is me, I’m guessing that I’m his date. I get up from the table and walk over to him. His height is definitely intimidating up close, but his shyness makes it less intimidating.

“Hi Neville,” I say as gently as possible. I guess it works since I can visibly see him relax.

“Hi y/n,” He says not quite at a normal tone, but not a whisper either.

“I guess I’m your date,” A small smile wipes on my face. He nods his head, and we walk to where I was sat.

“I wasn’t sure what you’d like so I ordered an herbal tea. That alright?” I ask as we sit down. He nods his head again and I nod in acknowledgement.

It’s quiet for a bit before Madam Puddifoot comes back with our tea.

“Anything else for you dearies?” I look over at him to see if he wants anything.

“Ginger Newts? Please?” She warmly smiles at him and toddles to the back. The quietness takes over again. I reach a hand over and hold his.

“You don’t have to be nervous Nev. It’s just me.” His eyes soften and he lets out an exhale.

“Y-You’re actually the prettiest girl in our grade.” My smile can’t help but widen at getting a full sentence out of him.

“Only in our grade? Damn, looks like I gotta aim for prettiest in the school.” He smiles at that, and we drink our tea.

The conversation goes smoothly after that. He loosened up. Even started telling some jokes. I laughed so hard that people started looking over in our corner. We would just shush each other and continue laughing. As we finished the tea and Ginger Newts, we decided to go walk around outside. The snow hasn’t hit us quite yet, so the weather is bearable. I learned that he loves Herbology. He has almost every type of plant at his house. He learned that I had a crush on him from our 1st to our 3rd year. The time went by fast. Too fast.

We barely make curfew as we stumble in. Our laughing turns into hushed tones, but smiles stay upon our faces.

“Do you want to come to my room? I think Harry and Ron said something about going to Hagrid’s and Dean and Seamus snuck off somewhe-“

“Are you trying to get me into your bed Neville?” My tone is teasing, but his face still turns red.

“No! No! I just thought-“

“You’re okay Neville. Let’s go. I’ve always been curious as to what boy’s dorm rooms look like.” I take his hand and lead him to Gryffindor tower. The walk isn’t long. That’s a lie, it’s very long. Especially with all the steps, but being with him made it go by faster. We continued talking, kind of loudly, while the painting looked at us with disdain.

There aren’t many people in the common room. A few stragglers. Dean and Seamus are there, but they’re so wrapped up in each other that they don’t even notice Neville and I walking upstairs. He opens the door and sure enough we’re the only ones there. I walk all the way in and take a look around. It looks a bit different than the girls dorms. It also smells a bit different than the girls dorm. I can tell the one in the middle is Harry’s. Seems fitting as he’s “the chosen one”. Whatever that means. I look back and see Neville standing next to a bed.

“I’m assuming this one is yours?”

He nods.

“Wanna sit?”

He nods again. I walk over and sit down while he’s unmoving.

“Nev, I thought we got over the shyness?” I pat the spot next to me and wait for him to sit down. Once he does, I hold his hands and look at him.

“Have you ever been with a girl Neville?” He shakes his head no. I lift a hand to his cheek and look into his eyes.

“Do you want to?” He doesn’t say anything. Almost like he’s frozen.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to do anything, but if you do, I need a verbal answer.”

“I,” he clears his throat, “I do.” I smile and lean in closer to him. My nose lightly bumps his before I peck his lips. I lean back to assess how he’s feeling. His eyes are still close, and his lips are slightly puckered, stuck in this kiss. I chuckle and lean back in. I reconnect our lips and at that moment swear that I will study every day as long as I get kiss Neville for the rest of my life. He says he’s never been with a girl but the way his lips move against mine tell me differently.

My legs straddle his lap, and my hands move down to the side of his neck. I can tell he’s hesitant to do anything else, so I help him by wrapping his arms around my waist. His arms tighten around me, bringing up closer. I move a bit to settle on his lap and feel a slight bulge meet my clothed core. Our lips momentarily part, but not by much. He groans against my lips and it’s one of the most beautiful sounds to ever reach my ears.

I kiss his cheek, his jaw, his neck. He shudders underneath me which motivates me more. I remove myself from his lap and stand up. My top is first to go. His eyes are darkened as they stare at my figure. I raise my blouse slowly above my head. Only left in my lilac lace bra, I slowly unbuckle the belt to my jeans. I move them down my thighs and they fall down to my feet, revealing the matching panties.

“You gonna leave me half-naked by myself?” I tease. He gets up and takes his clothes off in record time. I try not to laugh so I don’t ruin the moment, but the way he almost trips on his trousers has me smiling to myself.

I take my place back on his lap and roll my hips against his crotch. My lips reconnect to his neck, and I kiss around until I find what I’m looking for.

“Fuck me,” I hear escape his lips.

Found it.

I suck on it while continuing to roll my hips. His noises become whimpers which goes straight down to my pussy.

“Can we- fuck. Can we try something?” I nod my head yes while slowing down my motions. His hands take a hold of my hips and bring me to a complete stop. I whimper at the loss of friction. My eyes move with the motion of his hands. He pulls his dick from his briefs and moves my panties to the side. He runs a finger through my folds and collects my slick, groaning at the feeling. He takes his finger and rubs it over his tip. It’s my turn to groan. I think I know what his idea was.

I wait until he moves his finger to place my pussy right on his shaft. He closes his eyes and I take the chance to place my lips on his. His arms take their rightful place back around my waist and I continue rocking my hips. His tip brushes up against my clit and I can’t help but to moan into his mouth. I rock a bit faster, and I feel him throbbing underneath me. I pull back reluctantly to catch a breath and his lips chase after mine. I’m embarrassed to admit how much that one simple thing turned me on. One more hip roll and my orgasm unexpectedly washes over me. I shudder and collapse into his figure but don’t stop. The overstimulation has me moaning in his ear. His hips start to roll up and meet mine. His soft moaning turns becoming louder, mixing with mine. His hold tightens and then his hips shudder to a stop. The sound he makes, makes me want to go a second round.

He loosens his hold and I look down in between us. His cum is still coming out in spurts. The sight alone should be in a porno. I take my index finger and swipe a bit of cum. My eyes close as the tanginess hits my tongue. The sound of the doorknob makes us turn our heads in sync. I reach over for my wand and close his curtains around us.

“Who’s been fucking in here? Damn!” Dean exclaims from the doorway. I hide my face in Neville’s neck as we silently laugh.

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fallingforfictionalcharacterss · 1 year

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Pillow fight with best friend Draco 🥺 like really goofy, much tension and really fluffy with a romantic ending

Omg, thank you so much for that request, I really, really loved it. I had much fun writing it, and I hope you will enjoy reading it as well. So, nearly 4000 words almost complete fluff; here we go.

Pillow Wars

A small giggle escaped your throat as you watched your best friend desperately trying to get rid of the Stinksap, the Mimbulus mimbletonia had just squirted on his robe. The smell was absolutely awful and you were pretty sure you wouldn’t get it off your nose for at least a few days, but the face Draco pulled while he tried to take off his robe, carefully, so he wouldn’t get in touch with any of the Stinksap, was absolutely worth it.

When he had finally got rid of his robe, he tossed it away from him, still wrinkling his nose in disgust. When he saw you leaning against the table next to him, arms crossed and an amused smile playing around your lips, he frowned at you.

“What´s so funny?”

You quickly tried to relax your face, making it look compassionate.

“Nothing, I have no idea what you are talking about.”

Still, you couldn’t help the smirk, still visible in your voice.

“Oh yeah, have fun while I suffer. Such a great friend.”, Draco huffed.

You rolled your eyes. Draco was for sure one of the most dramatic people you had ever met. But even though sometimes it was a bit annoying, you just loved his theatrical way, which was most of the time absolutely hilarious.

And that was probably the best way to describe Draco Malfoy in general. Objectively, he wasn’t perfect, probably far from it, but to you he was. Even though he got on your nerves rather often when he bragged about his family or made fun of other students, thinking he was something better, you loved the boy unconditionally. He and you had been best friends ever since you could remember. Even before you attended Hogwarts, you had spent much time together, but since both of you were sorted into Slytherin, you got inseparable. He was your best friend, and you were his. You shared your secrets, the sweets your parents send you from home, your homework and when it was storming outside and you got scared, he also shared his bed with you, so you could curl up next to him and he could hold you, assuring you, everything would be just fine. There was no other person in this world you loved as much as Draco and you knew this would never change. And he had promised you, that he felt the same. It was just the two of you against the world.

But that for sure didn’t mean, that you couldn’t laugh at him when he got in such an entertaining situation. So you just smiled at him cheekily.

“I´m not just great, I´m the best.”

Now Draco couldn’t help but smile as well.

“You are for sure.”, he said, not being able to act as if he was mad at you, now that you smiled up at him so sweetly.

Your grin only grew bigger at his words.

“That’s all I wanted to hear.”, you said and finally took pity on the boy in front of you.

While you took over taking care of the Mimbulus mimbletonia, Draco watched your movements closely, glancing at you from the side. You finished the job without any other incidents. Then you wiped your earthy hands on your robe and puffed your chest proudly.

“Wasn’t even that hard, was it?”

“Obviously, if even Longbottom can do it.”, Draco muttered as he stared at the other side of the room, where Professor Sprout was just praising Neville Longbottom for his amazing work.

You raised an eyebrow.

“Why didn’t you do it then?”

“Didn’t want you to get bored.”, your friend answered.

“Obviously. And you even sacrificed your robe for it.”

Draco nodded.

“See? I´m a great friend too.”, he smirked.

“You´re not just great, you´re the best.”

“Seems like we found each other then, didn’t we?”, Draco said, nudging your shoulder.

“We did for sure.”, you mirrored his smile.

“Could the two of you stop flirting so we can finally leave?”, a deep voice interrupted you

Draco turned around and gave the boy who was standing only a meter away a deadly glare.

“Just shut it Blaise.”, he hissed.

You felt your cheeks redden. You hated it when your friends said such things. Everyone knew Draco and you were just friends. But they also knew how embarrassed you got whenever someone implied that there might be more going on between the two of you. And so they loved to tease you about it, enjoying to see, how defensive Draco got and you blushing and getting quiet. You didn’t even know why it bothered you that much. You knew it was ridiculous and that things were just the way they were supposed to be between you, but still, whenever you saw Draco denying firmly that you were anything but friends, you felt a strange stinging in your heart. Sometimes you got the feeling, that he was making sure, no one would mistake his platonic love for you for a romantic one. For some reason, you had often thought about why he wanted to ensure that and the most plausible explanation that came to your mind was that he probably would be embarrassed to have you as his girlfriend. He had assured you that this wasn’t the reason, that he just didn’t want anyone to make you feel uncomfortable, but what made you way more uncomfortable than people mistaking you for Draco´s girlfriend was him making sure they wouldn’t.

“Then what are you waiting for?”, you interrupted the bickering of the two boys and grabbed your stuff, before you left the greenhouse along with the other students.

You buried your face in your hands and groaned quietly. This week had been a tough one. You have had so many exams and deadlines, you didn’t even know how you had managed to keep up with them. Now there was only one essay left, you had to finish, and then you would be done for the next few weeks. But the task Professor Snape had given you, was nearly impossible to manage. So you went to Draco´s dorm, hoping he might be able to help you since he wasn´t Professor Snape´s favourite student for no reason, but because -if he was willing to learn- he was actually great in his classes. But your best friend had already finished his essay and even if he had claimed he was willing to help you, he wasn’t exactly helpful right now. While you were sitting on his desk, desperately trying to fill the pell in front of you with words that actually made sense, he was lying on his bed, training his reflexes with a ping-pong ball you had gotten him -even though Draco didn’t quite understand the purpose of the original muggle game- and from time to time he answered some of your questions. But he seemed to listen with only one ear since his answers were more than just tenuous and the sounds the ball made any time he fell on the ground, even though Draco got it back with a quick swish of his wand since he was too lazy to get up, got on your nerves.

“C´mon (Y/n), it isn’t even that difficult.”, he said, after spending nearly two hours watching you cramming.

“It would be way easier if you wouldn’t distract me the entire time.”, you huffed.

“You came here, so why don’t you just finish that bloody essay and come here?”

There was nothing you would rather do, but it was easier said than done.

“I came here so you would help me. If I would have wanted someone to waste my time with I could´ve also stayed with Pansy.”, you hissed.

The last week had recked your nerves and the last thing you needed now was Draco to do the same. And he seemed to sense it because with a sigh he sat up and came over to you.

“Let´s finish that damn thing then, so you can finally start wasting your time again.”

And with Draco´s focus completely on you and your essay, it didn’t even take you half an hour to finish it. You made the last point with that much enthusiasm, small spots of ink splashed over the parchment before you dropped the quill and leant back in your chair.

Draco eyed you from the side, a small smile creeping on his face as he saw the satisfied grin on yours.

“If Professor Snape won´t be content with this I will hex him on the damn mars.” You sighed. “Merlin, I really love you Draco, you know that? Without you, I would be working on this till next week.”

The grin on Draco´s face only grew wider, as he questioningly raised an eyebrow. But you didn’t notice, got up from the chair and with a few steps you walked over to Draco´s cosy bed and fell onto the soft mattress.

“Now that I´m finally done with all that stuff, I won´t get up for the next few weeks.”, you declared fervently.

Draco got up as well and lay down next to you.

“You might as well correct me if I´m wrong, but don’t you have your own dorm?”

“I do.”, you answered. “But it´s not nearly as comfy as in here. And besides,”, you added and moved closer to Draco. The boy wrapped his arm around you, as you huddled up next to him. “you are not there.”

Draco just hummed in response and pulled you even closer. You closed your eyes and inhaled his scent. There was no place on earth you felt as safe as here. In Draco´s bed, curled up in his arms. If you would have the possibility, you would have probably stayed here forever. You highly doubted that there was anything out there in this world, that could keep up with this place. It always felt like this when you were with Draco but here you felt even more protected, being marooned in your own little world.

When Draco slowly started stroking your hair, you felt some shivers running down your spine. You loved that side of Draco. He was so much more caring than anyone else would ever suspect. And the fact that you were the only person who he showed this side and was able to also be vulnerable sometimes, made you feel somehow special and just incredibly loved. There was nothing in this world you would ever want to change that feeling for.

As you listened to his steady heartbeat, his hands tangled in your hair, you quickly started to relax and you would have probably easily fallen asleep, if at some point Draco wouldn’t have let out a small chuckle.

Confused you lifted your head a bit and squinted at the boy next to you.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.”, Draco quickly said, a bit too quick to be true and the amusement in his voice was still visible.

You slowly sat up again and glared down at him.

“You better tell me Malfoy.”, you threatened.

Draco raised his eyebrows as he heard you using his last name. Both of you knew you weren’t actually threatening him, but also both of you knew you wouldn’t give in that easily, now that you wanted to know.

“I told you it is nothing.”, he chuckled.

“Is that so?”

“And if there would be something, it wouldn’t be any of your business.”, he grinned.

You gasped in fake indignant.

“None of my business?”

“Exactly.”

“You know you got no privacy when it comes to me, don’t you?”, you joked.

Draco rolled his eyes playfully.

“I know, you´re running after me like some lost puppy ever since I could remember.”

“I´m running after you? You´re running after me!”, you laughed.

“If you say so. Now come back here.”, he said, extending his arm, to welcome you again.

For a moment you wanted to give in, but then you realized what he was trying to do.

“You still didn’t tell me.”, you frowned.

“Told you what?”, Draco acted the innocent.

“Why you were laughing.”

“Told you it was none of your business.”

The pillow in his face, hit him blindsided. Draco stared up at you in disbelief.

“Lying to your friends always has consequences.”, you said with a shrug of your shoulders.

Draco took a deep breath.

“I didn’t lie to you, I just told you, you don’t have to know.”, he clarified.

“That’s the same.”, you stated.

“It isn’t.”

The next pillow, he saw coming, catching it with ease. His gaze flickered from you, grinning at him cheekily, to the pillow in his hands.

Slowly he sat up, and the grip around the pillow tightened, as he looked deep into your eyes.

“Don´t you dare to tell me I didn’t give you a chance to quit afterwards.”, he said in a low voice.

And even though you had known your friend for long enough to know what he had in mind, he somehow managed to catch you off guard, as the pillow raced towards you.

You were breathing franticly and according to the feathers swirling all around you at least one of the pillows in Draco´s bed had lost its life in the war you had started, the latest when you had thrown the second pillow at Draco. Now you were standing in front of the boy, your hands clenched around the last intact pillow that hadn’t gotten lost under the bed or on the other side of the room. Your gaze was fixed on Draco, who was panting as heavily as you.

“You better give up now (Y/n). It´s my last warning.”, he squeezed out.

His voice sounded serious and his whole body was tensed, ready to attack you once more. The picture in front of you might have been threatening if it wasn’t for the childish sparkle in Draco´s eyes, making the grey shine lighter than usual, so they almost look silvery.

“You wish.”, you countered.

Suddenly, Draco made a quick movement towards you. You expected him to grab the pillow. So you lunged for the devastating punch, ready to go out of this battle as the undefeated winner, but Draco had different plans. Instead of reaching for the pillow, he tackled you, making you fall onto his bed behind you. The collision made the last bit of oxygen leave your lungs and while you gasped for air, Draco got on top of you. In a quick movement, he pinned your hands above your head, holding you still with one hand, while the other one easily pilfered the pillow out of your hands.

You tried to gain control again, but Draco was much stronger than you and there was no way you would get out of this situation on your own. Your gaze wandered to the desk on the other side of the room, where your wand was lying. There was no way to get there. But maybe if you would gather enough concentration, you would be able to…

“Don’t even think about it love.”, Draco stated as he followed your gaze. “Why don’t you just admit that I won?”

“Never!”, you panted, before starting a last weak attempt to escape from Draco´s grip, but he held on to you firmly.

You had to admit that the situation was quite unpromising now, so you closed your eyes and let your head sink back on the mattress, trying to stabilize your breath again.

“So?”

You opened your eyes and saw Draco grinning down at you smugly. His eyes were now shining even brighter than they used to and his hot breath hit your face as he leant above you. For some reason, you felt your heartbeat quicken, even though you had expected it to slow down, now, that the fight was over.

“Alright.”, you huffed. “You won. But there´s going to be a next time, so you better watch out.”

Draco chuckled.

“I wouldn’t expect anything else from you.”

Now a small chuckle escaped your throat as well. You glanced up at the boy still hovering above you. When your gaze met his, there was something in his eyes you had never seen before. An intensity, making you shiver.

You suddenly realized how close he was. It wasn’t like you had never been this close before, but somehow it felt different this time. You could feel his body pressing against yours, could feel the grip around your arms for some reason tighten instead of letting go of you. Draco´s face was only a few centimetres away from yours. His chest was rising and lowering at a quick pace, as it nearly touched yours. A few strands of his normally so neatly styled hair were hanging down, his lips were slightly parted. The colour of Draco´s normally pale cheeks was now rosy due to the physical activity before. You let your eyes wander for a few seconds, taking in all the small details of him you had always seen but for some reason never really noticed. When your gaze wandered back to his eyes again, you saw him doing just the same, letting his gaze wander from one feature of your face to the next. He stared at your lips a little longer, wetting his own with his tongue unintentionally as he did so. When his eyes drifted back to yours, you were completely hypnotized by them, wondering how you could have never seen how beautiful your best friend was.

But was that actually what Draco was? You had never really questioned the relationship between the two of you, except when it was to justify it in front of others. But you had never thought about it for your own sake. You had always been friends, you had just taken it the way it was, never wondering if there might be some other feelings playing into the deep connection the two of you had. But right now, that you were staring into his eyes, your whole world somehow began to crumble. It wasn’t like you suddenly saw him in a different light, Draco was the same person he had been an hour ago; but the world around you wasn’t. Everything you had been through, the adventures, all the times you spend laughing, all the times you spend cuddling, even the rare occasions when you had been fighting. It all felt like it had led to this moment. A moment when you realized that Draco was for sure your best friend, but maybe also more. Maybe he had always been, but maybe he was becoming it at this very moment. You weren’t quite sure about it. All you knew was that you had never seen as clearly as you did now. You loved Draco. Not just in the way a friend loved someone. You loved him in a way, you had never loved someone else and in a way, you probably would never love someone else again. You didn’t just love Draco. You were in love with him.

And just as you came to that realisation, Draco bend down a little bit more, the tip of his nose now nearly touching yours.

“So you love me, mhh?”, he said in a teasing voice.

You held your breath. Had you just said your thoughts out loud?

“I… I… What?”

Draco let out a low chuckle.

“What you had said before. When you had finished the essay. You told me you´d love me.”

You let out a small sigh of relief. That´s what this all had been about. And your thoughts were still safe with you. You smiled as well.

“I think I do. I really think I love you.”

You weren’t quite sure what you were referring to right now. Your unintentional confession when you had just been thankful for his help, or the thoughts that were now racing in your mind, making your heart beat faster. But there was no way Draco knew about this small uncertainty. Still, he mirrored your smile.

“You love me.”, he echoed.

Then, before you could even realize what was happening, he closed the gap between the two of you and gently pressed his lips on yours. You easily gave in to his touch, relaxing immediately.

But the heavenly feeling only lasted a few seconds, before he abruptly pulled away again, sitting up and loosening the grip around your wrists. You blinked up at the boy, pleasantly surprised by the kiss but utterly confused about the sudden interruption.

“(Y/n), I… shit I´m sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

“Draco I…”

“No, you don’t have to say anything. I ruined it. I just thought you… When you told me you loved me, I thought you…”

“Do you love me Draco?”, you asked, lifting your body slightly from the mattress, resting on your elbows.

Draco looked at you, confused why you hadn’t shied away yet or scolded him for his behaviour. Instead, you just looked up at him with big, serious eyes, even though he could have sworn he could see a small smile playing around your lips.

“Do you?”, you asked him once more.

Draco was too stunned to speak. He just nodded.

The smile on your face only grew wider.

“I love you too.”, you said, your voice shaking slightly.

But Draco shook his head.

“No (Y/n), I don’t think you understand. I love you. Like love love not like like love. Not like a friend. I… I love you.”, Draco tried to explain, pretty sure you had got him wrong. There was no way you would feel the same way for him as he did for you.

But you knew exactly what he meant. And when you heard him say those words, while he barely dared to look you in your eyes, it made you wonder how you couldn’t have seen it before.

“I love you too.”, you repeated.

Draco looked at you, narrowing his eyes as if he was still sure you had misinterpreted his words.

“Like love love. Not like like love.”, you clarified.

Slowly, a smile started to spread across the boy’s face, making yours only widen.

“I love you.”, you whispered again.

“I love you too.”, Draco responded.

You smiled at each other stupidly. And while Draco cupped your face with his hands, tracing with his thumb over your lips, you raised a hand to finally brush those strands out of his face, before your hand continued to travel down to his neck. And when his lips brushed against yours once again, there was no interruption. You just felt your body giving in to his touch once more, while you let yourself fall onto the mattress again, Draco still hovering over you.

And when he pulled back this time, you were panting anew and your lips were slightly swollen.

“Do you have any idea for how long I wanted to do this?”, Draco asked you.

You shook your head in response. You really had no idea. Until this day, you would have called everyone who would have told you, you would end like this today, completely out of their mind, but now that you were lying here, it felt like it had never been any other way. And you were absolutely sure, you would never want things to change ever again.

And when Blaise opened the door to his dorm about an hour later, he saw Draco and you still lying on Draco´s bed, holding each other close, while he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. And when he saw Draco placing a small kiss on your forehead first, before you pulled him into an actual kiss, he closed the door quietly again, making his way back to the common room, with a smug smile on his face, even though he made a small note in his head that he would have to ask Draco what in Merlin´s name happened to his pillows when he would get the chance.

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shortandslytherin · 9 months

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The Fake Gryffindor - Neville Longbottom x Y/N Malfoy (Part 2)

Sorry it took awhile my life got a little crazy. I'm not sure if there's typos it's 2:23AM. I'll check when I wake up.

Summary: The reader finds herself caught up in a web of lies when she accidentally is mistaken for a Gryffindor. Soon she finds herself covering up lies for Draco and her family but she might just have a few secrets of her own.

Warnings: Insecure Y/N, light angst, bullying, Umbridge exists, Y/N lies a lot, and mention of death.

Notes: Y/N is Draco's twin. Y/N will have she/her pronouns. She's obviously going to look like Draco but occasionally will change that. In the occasions when she changes that I'll use (h/c) or (e/c). If you are blonde or have blue eyes just use whatever colors you'd like. I'll also use (Y/N/N) which means your nickname but that will make more sense later on.

September 1995

Exactly three days had passed since Neville Longbottom called you the prettiest girl in Gryffindor. You had deflected. He called you perfect, you said you weren't. Now you couldn't stop thinking about how you'd told him that he was perfect. You also had called him awkward and clumsy. You felt terrible that he was friends with this Gryffindor girl that didn't exist. You should have just told him. Your guilt had you staring at your reflection and wondering if was true that you were pretty. It didn't feel true. You might as well have been what Draco would look like as a girl; in fact that's exactly correct. But you were trying to stare deeper than your reflection. You didn't remember much from your younger years but you remembered that at a Christmas Ball your parents held you'd been told pretty is on the inside. The woman who said it proceeded to call you adorable so you had assumed she didn't think you had a pretty personality. She was right. Later that night you'd thrown a tantrum because you were tired and your father wasn't ready to end the party.

But now at fifteen you didn't think you could get away with throwing a tantrum. So you'd just have to stare in the mirror until it made sense. You'd never been so unsure of yourself. But one thing you knew for sure, Slytherin and Gryffindor didn't mix. You were rival houses for so long that many people just continued the rivalry even if they had nothing to do with the reason that it had all started. You sighed softly and pulled your eyes from the mirror before hurriedly getting ready for class and rushing off. It was today that world decided to test your ability to keep a promise. Neville had done good to stay out of the path of the Slytherins; he'd much too busy looking for his Gryffindor mystery girl. No one knew who she was. Not even the professors seemed to know who this girl was. There was one professor who had a pretty good idea but he wasn't about to confront you about your personal life. But both you and Neville seemed to be unlucky today.

When you turned the corner to get Herbology, you saw Draco and his entourage bullying some poor kid. You sighed and started walking up to them ready to play your part that was written from birth but you heard Pansy speak and stopped dead. "Draco, you can't honestly believe that his little girlfriend exists? I mean look at him." Crabbe and Goyle laughed at her comment. Blaise didn't react. From your vantage point, you could see his facial expression and he looked like he was forced to be there. Draco, however, spoke. "Oh no she's very real. I was in the hall when the met. It was almost pathetic. He was crying over something Snape said and she bumped into him. But she didn't seem like the type to ghost someone." Your brother's words set a bomb off in your brain. You refused to be the topic they used to bully someone you barely knew. You rushed your way over to the greenhouse and narrowed your eyes at Draco. He slung his arm over your shoulders. "We were just telling Longbottom here th-" He quickly gets cut off by your sharp tone. "I heard what you were telling him. Just leave him alone. So what if he has an imaginary friend? You did until you were like twelve." You say in a harsh tone and risk a glance at Neville.

He looks at you with a little hatred but also thankfulness. A combination that makes your stomach churn. But there's a sense of familiarity in his eyes that you can't escape. You feel like you've got some so secret tether to him and you can't help but find it enjoyable.

Harry Potter had been in detention quite a few times for speaking out in class when you'd finally heard the rumors. There was rumors of a pen that Umbridge was using to make students write lines. When they wrote lines it would engrave the words into their skin. You'd been wanting to get your hands on this pen for days now. It didn't matter if the cut would appear Y/N Malfoy. Y/N/N L/N needed to make an appearance before people really thought Neville made up an imaginary girl. It really had started to seem like that and you'd felt bad. You were going to fix it.

"Sis, is this really a good idea?"

"Look, Draco, only I can put an end to these imaginary girlfriend jokes."

"And that requires you getting hurt?"

"Longbottom has to think I was ashamed to talk to him."

You change the color of your uniform tie to Gryffindor. Afterwards you changed your hair color and eye color. "There. Now I'm ready for Umbridge's class." Draco looked at you confused. "I don't understand the goal here." You look at your uniform and laugh slightly. "Well first of all, Y/N/N L/N gets seen in a class which gives her the illusion of being real. Second of all, I get a break from being hit on by Zabini. Finally, I will be able to cause trouble in class."

"What's so bad about Zabini?"

"He's too cocky. I don't care if mom says it's a good match. He'd be a terrible boyfriend."

"Okay. What about Nott?"

"Draco, can we talk about this later? Little busy right now." You respond as you walk into class. You unceremoniously drop down next Neville. It seemingly throws Seamus Finnigan off guard. "Hey, Neville. Sorry, I disappeared on you I've been feeling a little sick." Neville raised his eyebrows. "You know none of the Gryffindor girls seem to remember you?" You nod. "It's expected. I tend to keep to myself..." He seems to accept this answer but the feeling of guilt and ugliness rears it's head in your throat once again. It starts to feel like you might throw up when you hear Umbridge start laying into Harry again. You stand up and slam your hands the desk. "Oh whatever. It was murder. It wasn't murder. Who cares? Cedric is dead and frankly I want to learn something."

"I don't believe we've met yet miss...?"

"Uhh...we have and it's Y/N/N L/N."

"How have not given an outspoken girl like you detention yet,Miss L/N?"

"I usually end up in trouble with Professor Snape first...." Quite a few people, mostly Slytherins, laughed at that comment.

"Detention during study hall."

"Yes ma'am."

You stay quiet the rest of the class period. You weren't even sure what caused you to get angry at that very moment. You had everything planned out. You were going to argue with Draco when he inevitably made fun of a Gryffindor. But your own ugly behavior reared full force ahead instead.

When Study Hall came around all whispers were about you. It seemed no one knew your name. But maybe that was better. You walked into Umbridge's office for detention and sighed at the pink office. Everything was pink. It was disgusting; even when you were a child you didn't like pink that much. "Professor Umbridge... I'm here for my detention..." She set a piece of paper and quill in front of you. The quill you wanted so badly to see. It wasn't even because of the reasons you'd told Draco. You could really care less what Neville Longbottom did or didn't believe you. The truth was you wanted to see how how it worked for yourself. You were sick of rumors that Umbridge was using a magic quill to cause the scars. You had to see for yourself. "I want you to write 'I will not speak out in class' one hundred times. You'll know when you're finished." You immediately start and cringe at the pain of the quill writing into your skin. It wasn't a lie. She really was scarring students but you wouldn't say a word of it to Draco. You just quietly worked through your detention; letting out a whimper of pain occasionally. You left the office when the scar was fully present on your arm. The second you left the room, you looked at the words and you didn't even feel angry. There were tears stinging your eyes but they weren't from Umbridge's detention. Her detention was immeasurable to the pain you felt when you remembered you had an ugly heart. You were still deceiving Neville. And for what? What did you gain from him not getting bullied? A clear conscious? Definitely not. You couldn't let this go on. You had to tell him the truth. But as you walked back to the Slytherin common room reversing the color charms, you realized why you couldn't. He would hate you for being a Malfoy. But more than that he'd hate you for lying. You covered your arm with your sleeve and tried to rush to your dorm. But you were stopped by your head of house. "Show me your arm."

"Please, Professor, don't do this. It's fine."

"I'm not asking as your professor."

You held out the wrong arm and he nodded softly. "Head on, up to bed." He didn't say anything else as you ran off to your dorm.

The next morning, you walked up to the Gryffindor table with every intention of telling Neville the truth. But you choked. You instead said the first thing that came to mind. "I heard I missed your girlfriend yesterday. Too bad I had the twenty four hour flu. Draco couldn't stop rambling about it." Neville looked at you annoyed. "She's not my girlfriend. We're just friends. Did you actually need something? Or did you come here to mock me?" You looked at him shocked. That was a good question but you didn't know. "Well actually....I was hoping..." You looked at the Gryffindor table for an excuse. "We could have some of your pumpkin juice? We never get enough at our table. I mean I'm sure we get plenty but it's always empty." You cast a glare at your brother's cronies before looking back at the Gryffindors' confused expressions. Hermione Granger is the one who speaks up. "Get lost,Malfoy." You smirk at her and lean over the table to look at her. "Oh you just wait. You'll get yours, mudblood." You walk away and drop down next to Draco miserably. You feel even more miserable as Blaise Zabini tries to court you. Arranged marriage really does suck. You pretend to be interested and flirt back just to appease the eyes of others. But honestly this is just more ugly behavior. You could care less if he falls for you or not. You want to marry someone who wouldn't leave you to take care of the house alone.

October 1995

Everything was fine between your alternate persona and Neville until September 24th. He came to your spot talking about how you should join some revolution that Harry Potter started. You rejected this idea saying that your parents were way too strict about pureblood supremacy and worked for the Ministry. You told him that you'd surely get in trouble. Every date since that one he'd tried to convince you that you could make a difference in the world. Eventually you told him you were going to act like he never told you about it so he might as well not bring it up. And that's how things were. It was October 4th when the first meeting was held and you only knew that because that was the first time he'd cancelled plans on you.

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avalynlestrange · 9 months

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Pansy Parkinson

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Back to The Library (Main Masterlist) To The Kitchen (WIPs)

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✿ Begin Again | x Neville Longbottom | ♡ Flashfic One-Shot Songfic |

Summary: In which Pansy watches love begin again.

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honeymoon2011 · 1 year

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Perfect Trio 💚

Hello, I hope you are well, today I did a survey 💚

Have a magic day sweetieeeees 💚

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xanasaurusrex · 7 months

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hello everyone! i just updated my who i write for to include all the harry potter characters i write for. i sort of organized them as the ones i'm most inclined to write for, or the ones i'm more inspired to write for at the moment?

i'm working on the cabin headcanons as well, don't worry! school is just getting very busy, and my personal life is speeding up as well. so they might not come out very quickly, but they will come out!

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shelbgrey · 1 year

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Your Breaking My Heart (Neville Longbottom)

Paring: Neville Longbottom X Ravenclaw!Lestrange!Reader

Summary: a secret that you've been hiding from your Boyfriend Neville is finally revealed.

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I felt my stomach turn when I saw the daily prophet. The front page showed my mother and her sinister and psychotic smile. My heart pounded against my ribs as Neville slammed the paper down. “they'll find her Nev” I mumbled.

“she'll pay for what she did” I said taking his hand. He had yet to find out Bellatrix was my mother. I regret never telling him and I truly did but after finding out she was the one behind Neville's parents demise I couldn't bring myself to tell him.

Not even my cousin Draco wanted to tell anyone. It was like a dark family secret. As far as the school was concerned I was Draco's sister when in reality my mother didn't want me and Draco's mom did.

“how did she even escape?” Dean scoffed taking the the paper away from Neville's line of site.

I gulped and pushed my plate of food towards Ron knowing my best friend would scarf it down in seconds. I looked over my shoulder towards my cousins table and saw he looked paler than ever as he stared at the daily prophet. His "girlfriend" Pansy and quite the opposite reaction. She didn't like me too much and she made it that perfectly clear many times. She looked over at me and snikered.

“flower?” Neville said softly making me turn back around. “hmm?” I asked resting my chin in the palm of my hand.

“are you alright?” he asked softly. “I'm fine” I said giving him a fake smile he saw right through. I know he did. It's getting harder and harder to keep it a secret and the pain of regrets keeps stinging my heart.

Suddenly someone came up between me and Neville slamming the daily prophet on the table. “bloody hell Malfoy, have you seen this?” it was Pansy and she had a concerned face that was obviously fake.

“what do you want Parkensons?” Harry asked bitterly. Pansy shrugged “just wanted to know how Y/n's reunion went with mummy” she snikered. Neville and our friends looked at us in confusion.

“y/n is a Malfoy” Neville Said looking at me confused. I looked down and fiddled with a loose string on my sleeve.

“y/n, what is she talking about?” Hermione asked softly. Neville gently touched my hand and is shot up from the bench. “I'm gonna be sick” I said racing out of the great hall.

Hermione quickly followed with a fuming Draco on her tail. “what in God's name did you Do!” Draco growled as he passed the Slytherin girl.

When I got to the bathroom it felt like I just spilled my breakfast and my guts in the toilet. The world felt like it was crumbling around me. I let out a sob as I slid down the wall of the bathroom. As my but hit the ground Hermione slowly opened the door with Draco behind her.

“y/n?” she asked softly. I pulled my knees to my chest and buried my face in them as I let out another sob. Hermione wrapped her arms around me and let me cry as Draco paced back and forth in front of us.

“I'm gonna rip her lungs out!” he growled. Hermione shushed him quietly. “malfoy please...”

After about ten minutes of tears and ten minutes of Draco's plans of Pansy's demise I finally had the guts to look up at the world around me.

“y/n... Is it true? Is she your mum?” Hermione asked quietly. My expression turned sour, not towards Hermione but to the person who gave birth to me. “she not my mum... She just the woman who gave birth to me... She doesn't even care about me”

“what happened? Is she after you?” Hermione asked. Draco scoffed and crossed his arms. “honestly I doubt the nut even remembers”

I looked down and spoke. “she gave birth to me and I guess she just got one glance at me and decided she did not want me... Draco's mother, my aunt did so the malfoy's raised me”

“so your cousins... Not siblings” Hermione asked. Draco snapped his fingers and pointed to the Gryffindor. “ding ding... Ten points for Gryffindor Granger cracked the case”

I rolled my eyes not wanting to hear my cousin insult my friends. “Draco stop”

“My mother also torchored Neville's parents...how am I supposed to explain to the boy I love that my mother basically killed his parents... How am i-i” I started to shake the more I thought of it tears started to form as I looked at Hermione pleaded for help.

“I-I don't know” Hermione sighed. For the first time ever the genius Gryffindor had now answers. She so desperately wanted to help but I was right, how do you explain something like that.

After a few minutes of silence Neville stormed in with concern painted over his face.

“Love, what happened back there?”

I sighed and looked over at Hermione. She nodded pulled Draco out so me and Neville were alone. As soon as they were gone tears pooled my eyes as Neville stood before me.

“I'm sorry...”

Neville not knowing how to respond asked the question everyone wanted the answer too.

“is Bellatrix Lestrange your mother?”

“yes..”

Neville nodded trying to keep his cool as his heart beat increased. “why didn't you tell me?”

I shrugged not wanting to meet his heartbroken expression. How could I explain any of this. My mother practically destroyed his mother.

“I don't know”

Neville shook his head. “that's not good enough” he tried to walk away but I grabbed his sleeve.

“Neville, please” I whimpered as tears flood down my red cheeks. Neville not knowing what to do or how to deal with this raging anger snatched his hand away and slammed the door shut behind him.

--------( ....... )--------

“figured I'd find you here” I mumbled as I walked into the greenhouse. Neville didn't look up and continued to silently water his plants.

I sigh and walk deeper into the muggy building. Neville avoided me all together as I tried to explain myself... Hell there is no explanation or excuses for what I hid from him. I deserved it but he needed to know I was sorry...I needed to know I wasn't gonna lose him.

I sighed. “nev you can't ignore me forever”

Neville slammed the watering can on the tabe making me jump back slightly. He finally looked up at me but his eyes held nothing but anger. “I have nothing, Nothing! To say to you... You lied to me! I shared everything with you and you didn't have the decentcy to tell me about your mother!?”

I never seen him this angry, hell I've never seen him angry period, but his rathed scared me. I gulped and slightly back up till my back hit one of the tables. “I didn't know how to tell you” I mumbled as tears pricked my eyes.

Neville scoffed and agressevelly ran his fingers through his hair as he paced. “didn't know” he mocked quietly. He then stopped and stared at me with hate and sadness.

“why are you even here?” I shrugged and looked down. “I don't know... ” I mumbled not meeting his gaze.

Neville scoffed. “I don't know either” I looked up at him as tears pooled my eyes.

“I-I needed to know if your still... If we're..” I couldn't find the right words as the weight just got hevyer and hevyer.

“together?” he asked like he was surprised I would even ask that. “I-I don't k-know... Right now I just need to process this”

I nodded staring At the grass covered floor. Without another word and walk towards the door.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder. “no matter what you'll always be the only good thing in my life... Rather you decide to stick with me or not” after that I left.

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“hello, I'm hear to visit Mr. And Mrs. Longbottom” I said softly to the secretary. The lady looked up surprised. The only visitors the couple got was Neville and his Gran.

She stacked her papers quickly and stuttered in shock. “umm.. Relative?” she asked. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and looked down. “Frank Longbottom is my Uncle” I said trying to come up with a good lie. The secretary nodded giving me a visitor pass. I thanked her and left the front desk.

Her soft voice made me stop “umm I may warn you about your uncle” I stop as she said that. The hole situation made my stomach turn. I don't need to be remind about what my mother did to my boyfriend... ex boyfriend's family.

“I'm aware of the situation.... Thank you for the concern” I said nodding to her and walking towards the room where they were most likely in. Neville told me about it.

I silently stared at the white door with guilt. On the other side of the door was the broken family. My mother... My family and blood was responsible for it. I wasn't like her and I was scared to death to be like her... Which is probably why I was led hear. By my mind? Ravenclaws use their heads or maybe it was something sapy like my heart.

My hand reached for the door knob and slowly opened it. I was surprised about how bright it was. It was happy in a depressing sort of way. You could look at it as a sterotipical nut house, but the only way I could discribe it as this. It looked like a daycare center. It had the sun shing in the windows and some of the patents were playing board games or mindlessly watching cartoons like Tom and Jerry or loony toons.

I looked around and finally I saw them in the corner. You couldn't miss them. Not because of how they acted but you could just tell. Neville looks a lot like his mum. Dispite the emptiness in her eyes she was beautiful. She set at a small wooden table coloring. It was very child-like. She sat indian style and scribbled with crayons. Her husband... Neville's father just paced back and forth as his fingers traced the bricks that the wall was made of.

I quietly sat down in front of her and smiled. “hello Mrs. Longbottom” she didn't respond and scribbled some more. I looked at her parchment and there was dozens of sun flowers.

I sighed and fiddled with my fingers on the table. A neverus habit I've had since 1st year. Mrs. Longbottom looked up and slightly poked my hands with a yellow crayon. I slightly chuckled but at the same time I wanted to cry. If Neville saw my fidgeting with my hands he'd know I was nervous and hold my hand.

“I'm sorry this happened to you” I mumbled as tears pricked my eyes. “... I'm so sorry”

She looked up at me like a small child wood and handed me blue crayon. I smiled softly and took the crayon, Kindness definitely runs in the family. Mrs. Longbottom smiled like a child even if her child held nothing but emptiness. But Neville had her smile.

--------(Neville's pov)--------

I walked into the front entrance silently. The secretary that always sat in the front office smile at me. “hello Neville... Here to see your parents?” I smiled softly and nodded holding up the Sunflower I brought for my mother.

“oh and Neville” the secretary said making me stop. “your father's niece is visiting today.. You might see her” looked at her confused for a second. As far as I was concerned the only family members left was me and Gran. I quickly shook it off wanting to know who lied to see my parents. “thank you” I said before walking off.

I didn't know if felt angry or scared. I couldn't think of anyone who would sneak in. The only people aside from Gran who knew was Y/n and Harry. I knew Harry wouldn't visit out of respect for me because I told him not to. Y/n on the other hand well...she'd be really dumb to show up now.

To be honest I wasn't angry at her anymore. In her defense she didn't know and I hate myself for hurting her. I wanted to talk to her so badly but I couldn't bring myself to look at the girl I broke. I hate knowing I caused her tears. She was always been there for me and at her time of need I stomped on her heart.

I turned down the hallway and into the room I knew the nurses kept them. I stopped in my tracks of what I saw. My mother was mindlessly coloring while y/n sat across from her. I was about to walk off. The sight made my heart clench.

“you would be proud of your son” that made me stop. I looked at he two and leaned on the door frame so I could listen.

--------(1st pov)--------

I guess I hoped she'd perk up at the sound of her son's name, but nothing. I sighed and played with the blue crayon she gave me. “when I'm scared I don't talk either...”

I admit that not knowing Neville was listening. “you may feel like your alone and there's no one to listen but... There is” I looked up and the mother was still coloring flowers. “you don't have to speak.. I realize how difficult that is... Well you don't even have too.. Maybe you can just show me in one of your drawings or something”

She had yet to respond. I sighed. Someone then came and placed her hand on my shoulder. I looked up and it was one of the nurses. “I'm sorry but visiting hours are almost over” I sighed not realizing how much time I spent.

I looked at the couple and tears formed my eyes once again. “I'm sorry..” I said nothing eles and started to walk away.

I didn't notice quite yet but Mrs. Longbottom slowly followed me mindlessly. I turned around and she silently handed me the piece of parchment she was coloring on. I smiled when I saw the childish but beautiful sunflowers. “thank you ma'am”

I walked out of the room and I immediately bump into someone. "I'm so sorry" I looked up and saw it was Neville. He looked so tired and broken. He chocolate brown eyes didn't look alive anymore just sad. “hi Neville” I mumbled looking down.

“didn't expect to see you here”

“I'm sorry.. I promise I'm leaving” I tried to leave but Neville grabbed my hand. “please don't leave” I looked at him with sad eyes as he let go of my hand.

“I should be the one aplagizing” he mumbled looking down. “you've always been there for me and always had my back... A-and when you needed me most I-I turned my back on you”

He looked down ashamed and started to tear up. Neville had always been a sensitive guy and that never bothered me. I found it quite adorable but his tears made my heart hurt more. The whole situation did.

“it's okay Nev” I moved closer to him and placed my hand on his cheek wiping the tears. He seemed to lean into the touch but he backed away. “it's not okay... This whole situation... This fight isn't okay”

“the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you” he said locking his brown eyes with my e/c ones. “I worked too damn hard to be with you and things got tough I left”

I closed the gap between us and held him tight. I snuggled my face in to his chest and held him like I was afraid he'll disappear. I missed the way he held me. I missed the safety I felt when I was with him. He may seem shy and weak to everyone else but he was the strongest boy I knew and he never shyed away when it came to protecting me and our friends.

“I missed you” I mumbled. “I missed you too Love” I felt his head nussel my hair then kiss the top of my head.

“we'll get through this together... I promise you” Neville mumbled as he held me righter.

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"Whoa"

Requests : OPEN

Warnings : Swearing

Category : Fluff, Little/Or no Smut

Ship/Pairing : Harry Potter x Female Reader

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"Hey Hermione, Ron" Y/n says as she takes a seat with them at the great hall at the Gryffindor Table even-though she's a Ravenclaw. "Hey" Ron says with a bunch of food in his mouth "For god's sake, Ron" He stops chewing and looks at Hermione with a confusing look crawling on his face "What?" "Chew your food before you speak or done even speak at all" she says with an annoyed look on her face. "Alright, sorry" Ron says as he goes back to eating. "Tough Morning huh?" Y/n says trying to cool down the tension "Clearly" "Where Harry?" Y/n says realizing that the so called 'Chosen One' wasn't present in his usual seat. "I thought you knew" Hermione says while looking around for the troublemaker. "No" just then, the great hall doors open and Harry walks in with the Weasley twins, Seamus, Oliver, Neville, Cedric and a few other guys....but something was wrong....they weren't wearing uniform but instead full on suits with a red rose pin on the pocket side which was also accompanied by a handkerchief which was red as well. In Harry's hands was a bouquet of lavender flowers, your favorite kind of flowers. Before any of you had time to react Harry was already in front of you and knelt on one knee as he said something you weren't ever expecting him to do...

"Y/n Y/L/N, may I have the pleasure of taking you to the Yule Ball as my date?"

All the students in the great hall started to whisper and gossip but you didn't care, all you cared about was your closest friend since his arrival to the school was actually asking you out to be his partner to the Yule Ball and of course you said...

"Yes"

Screams and shouts were all heard through out the entire hall and even Professor Dumbledore himself was clapping his hands as so were the other teachers although Snape wasn't really that happy, I mean who would blame him, the most troublemaking student was asking out his daughter to the Yule Ball and even-though Severus despised Harry Potter and his well-being existence he knew that his daughter was as well feeling the same way Harry does for her and so, as a parent separating that special connection would just be down right wrong.

~3 DAYS LATER~

"Luna, hello" Harry said as he entered the empty Ravenclaw Common Room. "Harry, Welcome, you really early, waiting for Y/n?" Luna says as she finishes up the last few touches on her outfit. "Yes, and you stunning by the way"

"Thank you, this used to be mother's she always said it helped to keep away the Nargles" "Um, yes, and sorry about your mother's...you know" he says as he rubs the back of his neck in nervousness of saying something disrespectful "Don't be, death is a natural cycle in life and losing someone you love dearly towards death is something we should all learn to move on from, because they will forever truly be in our hearts and that matters the most.

Harry nodded his head and Luna was about to leaving heading towards the door but wished Harry a goodnight before exiting. "Luna, can you please help me" Y/n said screaming in the hallways. "Uh, hey Y/n it's Harry and Luna already left" "Oh shit, oh uh- hey Harry, could you do me a favor?" "Yeah sure anything, what is it?" "Just come and I'll tell you" "Ok, where are you?" "In the bedroom on the left side of the common room with a door that has the name Ravens on it" "Okay on it" Harry made his way towards your room and knocked on the door and you allowed him to enter. "Harry!" Y/n said with a faint grin on her face. "Hey Y/n is everything alrig-" Harry turned around from facing the door, and saw how astonishing you looked before silently cursing under his breath. "Whoa" "Wha- Harry!" Y/n says snapping her fingers in front of his face waking him up from his trance. "Shit, I'm so sorry Y/n uh, you look mesmerizing by the way"

A visible red hot steam of blush spread widely through out Y/n's face as she push a strand of hair away from their face. "Thank you Harry, you not too shabby yourself.

Now it was Harry's turn to blush as he looked down at the floor hoping you didn't see the obvious red all over his face. "T-thank you Y/n" silence fell as you both looked at almost everything in the entire room except each other. "Oh what did you want me to help you with?" "Oh um, m-my dress, you see I can't really reach the zipper on my own so I was hoping Luna could do it for me but since she left could you?" "Uh, of course, but why don't you just use magic?" he said making his way towards you "We tried that yesterday but it turns out that magic can't be used for everything as it squashing me tightly really hard so I decided to just use the odd fashioned way" "The odd fashioned way?" "Yea" "I'm pretty sure it's old-fashioned not odd" he said now right in front of you but there was still a distance between you both. "Wow, who are you? Hermione?" you both bursted out into laughter and eventually managed to cool down.

"Okay, so will you do it?" "Sure" he made his way behind you, looking down he could see your wearing a black lingerie and he instantly began to swallow hard a loud yet audible gallon of saliva down his throat, enough for Y/n to hear. "Harry, you good?" she said with a bit of worry in her voice. "Mhmm yeah, all good" he said. He gripped on Y/n's waist gently and pulled her back a bit to rough and fast which made Y/n's voice hitch but lucky Harry didn't hear because he was too distracted by your well structured back to even hear or see anything happening around him. Without thinking he started to rub Y/n's back smoothly making her moan quietly under her breath as it started to increase the more Harry had his hands on her back. Y/n arched her head back onto Harry's shoulder, eyes closed as Harry started to place soft peaks and kisses on her neck and shoulder. He eventually pulled her on his chest and Y/n couldn't help but moan loudly at the connection of their bodies. Lucky the whole Ravenclaw common room and all rooms were empty or else you would've been caught in such a sinister act and if Snape ever found out, they both would have been dead meat.

"H-Harry~" Y/n moaned. Harry hummed in response as he started to place his free hand on Y/n's clothed clit, rubbing it smoothly. "We have to go, m-my f-father w-will b-e suspicious of o-our absence" Y/n barely managed to speak due to all the pleasure and teasing she was receiving. "Okay" Harry finally agreed and stopped what he was doing and zipped Y/n dress and they both left the bedroom exiting the Ravenclaw house and arriving at where the Yule Ball was being held but Harry didn't let her enter without placing a delicate and passionate kiss on her lips after Y/n had granted him permission and with that they, entered receiving ooh and aahs from everyone. Making both of their faces as red as Snape's face was after he noticed small purple spots on Y/n's shoulder that nobody else knew and saw but decided to keep it to himself because he knew that he could trust Y/n and they wouldn't do it due to the fact that Y/n plagued to her father to only do it after she isn't a minor and for now she and Harry were only 15...

-THE END-

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