#talbott x reader

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Hiii could you make a dating Talbott Winger headcannons I love him so much and I really think he’d be like the I hate everyone but you trope

A/N: I'm sorry that it took such a long time for me to write but I was battling with stress and life lately, and now that I'm fine, I started to have so many ideas but I need to finish request and write the chapters that had been waiting for ages in my documents lol.

And thank you everyone, who waited patiently!

P.S: I don't remember whne this ask was sent so I'm gonna put this on my "Summer Celebration" post!

Requests are OPEN!

𝐷𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑡 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝐼𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑠...

We all know Talbott is a silent boy, he prefers to stay away from trouble unlike a certain person that has his interest, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have an adventurous side of him.

Yet, I still believe that he likes to have some kind of... control? When doing something? Like, yeah, he takes risks.

Just not extreme risks

Or, if you were to introduce him to some muggle vehicles, I think he would love to ride a bike with you and watch as your laugh would be carried to hus ears as the sight of you all happy and glowing would consume him.

Yeah, our boi definetly has a way with words.

Except the point that he made you swear to never talk about the first time he tried it as you showed how to bike, and he fell hard while being busy admiring you in return.

You, of course, accepted it with a giggle but not without crossing your finger because Bill demanded he had to know everything about your date.

He also swoons whenever you beat someone's ass in dueling. There were many times you rocked people's shits, especially Merula's since she always demanded one only to loose, to the point that no one actually stood a chance against you and refused to train.

Proud boyfriend Talbott and proud mama Bill moment 🥺😭

Like really, there isn't something you would do/make that he wouldn't be proud of and supportive

Crochet? Amazing, could you make a hat or a swan plushie? Draw? Excellent! Maybe you could teach me a few things, dove? You want to deceive the first years by playing an innocent game? Well, it's not like him... But he would be down with it anyways, especially after the ultimate "puppy eyes" weapon.

For some reasons, I see his whole vibe with you as Harry Style's "Golden" song 😭😭🥰🥰

It's literally the song that phrases your relationship!

"I know you were way too bright for me/ I'm hopeless, broken, so you wait for me in the sky..."

" Don't wanna let you know I don't wanna be alone/ But I can feel it take a hold, I can feel it take a hold..."

"I can feel you take control, I can feel you take control/ Of who I am, and all I've ever known lovin' you's the antidote..."

Since he didn't have his parents from a young age, and that they were killed right in front of him, Talbott had difficulties with associating himself with people around him.

That doesn't mean he hated them, or didn't want to talk. He did, he really did... He just didn't know how, and was scared that they would be gone too.

Especially early in your "friendship" that he often denied, but secretly liked the taste of the word on his tongue, he pushed and pushed people away, especially you... until only he was left.

But hey, it was a good thing that you were a persistent little shit because not only you were able to befriend him and show the true colors of life, show him that many people cared about him, you also took his heart and soul for yourself... like, for good.

Yeah, Talbott is definetly one of those rare guys who would stay loyal to his partner until the day he died and then even more.

If there was one thing you never expected from him by how he seemed so reserved, it was the fact that he was clingy when alone. Like, eagle boy would do anything to cuddle, hold hands with you, kiss and hug and do anything you ask for.

His hand holding is much more frequent than other forms of PDA. Talbott isn't very keen on them, since he hates attention, but hand holding under the table disecretly happens a lot.

He sits with you during breakfast and dinner, evennif you were in a different house, and your friends tease you for it affectionately.

He especially hold your hand thightly when he feels overwhelmed, or sad because of remembering his mother... to feel grounded, because he often feels like he lives in auto mode where he doesn't actually know what he is doing and doesn't have control.

That's when you step in.

When that happens, and Talbott usually tries to make it all go away through drowning himself in his studies, you would often look for him in thr library. But since he didn't want you to disturb your own peace just to find him, and he also didn't want to be found in a fragile state, he would go for less predictable areas.

He knew it saddened you whenever he refused to talk about his problems, he was aware and it broke his heart too... But he was scared.

You were the best thing that happened to him, even when he thought and still thinks he wasn't worth being loved, even when he thought he wouldn't find any ounce of happiness... Because why would he? He didn't have anyone left from his family at such a young age, his other relatives didn't care much and he was bad at socialising.

He fought and fought, but for what?

But then you came, stubbornly wanting to be his friend... Alongside the huge friend group you brought, and now he had a lot to loose but also a lot he gained.

He didn't understand why someone like you, the hero of Hogwarts, would find anything in him to activelly seek out to be friends with him...

But whatever it was, he was glad. Glad for your stubborn heart, glad because thanks to you, he found a new family.

You healed his aching heart with your sweet smiles, reassuring words and selflessness. Slowly but surely, you settled deep in his heart and after time, he realized he loved you... Immensely.

He couldn't pinpoint the exact moment obviously, but maybe... he always loved you, while watching from afar... While you won Quidditch, solved the mysteries about the Vaults, saved the school one many times... Or how you achieved more than average witch in your age, or how you risked your whole school life just to help him find the necklace of his mother.

Perhaps he realized right then and there that yes, he was in love with you and yes, he was already too deep to get out of that hole that was love.

And he didn't want to, for he was used to darkness when you came with the light of your eyes and heart, and saved him.

He could never be that boy he once was, and he didn't want to. Because now, he had you and a future to hold on to.

You both were the ones who confessed first, under the night sky as you both blushed at the cliche sight but you were content, happy to call this amazing, kind, thoughful and strong boy your lover.

Like I said before, there are a lot of things he wants to do with you: Travel together, have late night dinner dates, go to a beach, have a little cabin at the outskirts of Scotland...

But above all... There is one thing he wants to do with you the most one thing that often has him blushing and unable to sleep.

Grow old with you.

NOW TO THE FUN PART, ENOUGH DEPRESSING

Whenever you try to find him, out of class and studying sessions you both have, he is in the Owlery and all the owl LOVES him! Like really, whenever you two hang out in the school grounds, a flock of them comes and finds him and perches on both of your shoulders happily while picking on your hairs or hiding behind them in a way of playing with you.

He loves jewelries, mostly necklaces and bracelets, so whenever you buy something for yourself, he demands one too.

And he also loves matching with you too, so any necklaces, he's matching with you. It's one of the subtle ways of telling everyone that you/he was taken.

All the teachers and your friends knew you two would be end game, from how in love you both seemed and how Talbott started to smile genuinely after such a long time.

But what sealed it for you both was when he asked you to come to the Owlery, that he had an important thing to say and hive to you.

Imagine your surprise when he looked at you so softly and offered the necklace that had his mother's swan feather, accompanied with the pendants of his initials.

"This necklace used to be the sign of all the things I lost, a reminder of death... But I know my mum would have wanted you to have it, the girl who means so much to me, who I imagine my life to be spent with... I want this to be the sign of our love and my loyalty to you, for you to carry on your neck and hopefully never take it out... If you will have it and me..."

Like I said, he is a one-woman kind of boy and when you start a relationship and things started to get serious and deep, Talbott wouldn't shy away from hinting at marriage and a life together.

Because if this didn't show you the depth of his love, I don't know what would.

Another cute gesture he does with you, especially in like 6th or 7th year, is to wrap his arms around you from behind and put his chin on top of your head after laying a tender kiss there. ( why do boys get so much taller in like a few months when I'm stuck at the same height for the rest of my life 😭)

You two often visit and stay until late in the Owlery. That place had become some kind of a safe space for you both, where you can be with each other in silent, read books or simply feed the owls happily.

OMG HIS FAVOURITE WAY OF SPENDING TIME WITH YOU IS READING ❤️😍

You liked reading books by yourself, but when your boyfriend had a raspy voice and was food at imitations of the characters, you didn't have to do anything except laying back on his chest as you buried yourself in his smell as he read to you, thightenung his hold on your frame.

But just as you loved being read to, he actually likes it as well. He is just bad at showing and telling that. But whenever you see him looking at a book, then at you with a pout, you know what he wants.

And who were you to deny him of that when he looked so cute?

Madam Pince, even though she resented you for pranking her and was close to banning you from the library, was now looking at you and your boyfriend softly because one, you finally weren't there to break the rules but rather trully reading and two, you also helped her clean the library with Talbott too.

But none of you needed to know.

Now that I mentioned her, all the teachers have had bets about your love life. Like when one of you will confess, when you will have a kiss, when you will have a date etc.

And quite creepily, Minerva and Flitwick almost all the time knows when and where and wins quite a few galleons.

Snape couldn't care less, because he hated your guts... Or mayyybee he was slightly interested since you gifted him a cake and offered good mornings every day even though he would snap and he started to not hate you but just dislike.

Sprout was just happy to see her two favourite students together, alongside with Minerva, and offered her blessing with an enchanted flower that would never wilt.

But Dumbledore? Oh, he always knew from the start and didn't bother with such childish act... but he had bets going on with others in the ministry soo~ (Don't get me wrong, I still hate him.)

You know when Hermione said that girls could get in boys' dormitory but they couldn't enter girls'?

Yeah, there were many times you did that, at the beginning for cuddles... And later in your last year, for different things *wink wink*

Ehem, another act he loves doing are ( and I need to say, if a man did that to me, I would simply melt) taking your hand in his and putting it on his chest, where his heart is and kissing your forehead and lingering his lips there for a few seconds more.

Just imagine the feels and how hard your heart would beat I-

FLOWERS! YOU BOTH GIVE EACH OTHER FLOWERS ALL THE TIME!

You giving him flowers actually has a funny story because you thought he wouldn't like them, especially early in your relationship

But you couldn't help but think that daisies would look good on his dark, long hair

So you hastily went to Hogsmeade, came back in a hurry and sent a letter to him through your owl to meet you in the Owlery

It was definetly worth seeing the dark red tint on his skin when tou explained why you wanted to give him them

"I wanted to show you that I care and love you a lot, and flowers are a great way to show it, especially since I enchanted them!.. And by your reaction, I'll do that more in the future!"

And yes, you did so... Even after being married for such a long time, eventually having kid/s and in your 60-70

And he never stopped blushing and returning the gesture just as sweetly, always adding a little blessing and thanks to Merlin for bringing you into his life

This headcanons are already taking so long so I'll stop here before it gets out of control lol

And I'll go and continue crying at the corner because I don't have a Talbott in my life 🥺

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The veiling of mind

As some of you may know, this was a reguest from @cabbages-posts

Once again, thank you for requesting this since it means to me you like the way I write. The MC described in this story is the same MC in HPHM so you can do about everything 🤷🏻‍♀️✨ Talbott is really insecure about himself in this, hope you don't mind. I imagine that he started to change and see himself in a diferent way roughly sometime after this incident. (Also reader is a bird animagus like Talbott, nut feel free to insert any other animal you prefer.)

Sorry for taking this long, uni work is killing all my time. Hope you like this!

Warnings: It's just pure fluff with a little angst if you close one eye and sexual degrading comments from a Slythering student towards the reader. Nothing big, really. Just the usual stuff most of us heard at least once in our life. I used the F word once, as well as asshole. Talbott also sends a few curses, but doesn't physically harm anyone (the punk in question calmly gets up and runs away like a wounded animal).

Pairing: Talbott Winger x fem! reader (established relationship)

Fandom: Harry Potter Hogwarts Mystery

W:  6412 (o.O like wut? I didn't expect this oneshot to be so long.)

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The way your hair glistened in the sunlight was addictive. You were just bending down to pick the spiky flowers when a strand of your hair fell in your face. Unable to resist his desire, Talbott gently reached for them, uncovering your beautiful face and softheartedly put them behind your ear. They were just as tender as he remembered and as the sweet smell of your shampoo assaulted his sinuses, he quite consciously sucked in your intoxicating scent once more. He rested his chin on your head and stroked your hair lovingly.

Talbott rarely ever showed his affection for you. Most of the time, he did so by letting his inhibitions disappear and giving in to his own desires. He didn't know if he could afford to do this to you, if you wanted it, or how you would react if he actually did what he dreams of doing day and night. And as soon as he came back to the harsh reality of what he was doing, he immediately let you go in shame every single time no matter how much you told him you loved it.

He was too nervous to see how much his gesture made you blush. He purposufely looked away from you as his eyes were searching for something to serve as distraction, his hand at the back of his neck. A habit he unconsciously made whenever he was too shy or nervous in your presence.

You were the only one who made him insecure about himself.

It wasn't because of the way you acted around him or anything you said to him. If anything, you've always let him know how much you appreciate him and how much you love him for who he is - for being himself. But... YOU were too good for him. You were perfect at anything you touched. You excelled in every subject, and even though Snape didn't like you twice, your grades were still among the best. You managed to befriend every wizard, witch and magical creature. Everyone adored you. You were brave, beautiful, willing to put yourself in danger to save others, smart, you even sang in the choir and you were capable of playing any position in Quidditch!

Compared to you, he... He could never be your match. The only thing he was really good at was transfiguration and caring for the plants. Although... On multiple occasions you told him how much you admired his clever brain, how you wished to be at least half as smart as he is. One time you even confessed how incredibly sexy you find his cleverness. After hearing your hurried confession he studied even more then before. He wanted to impress you.

Ever since that first day he found out he was your secret crush, he's felt so much better about himself. And every time you chose him out of your long list of admirers to go to a date or to a ball with without hesitation and reassure him that he would always be your first choice, his confidence grew again.

And yet... Every time he was made aware of your superhuman incredibility, he couldn't help but watch you from afar. He admired you more than anyone else.

"Aren't you more touchy-feely than usually today?" You giggled happily and handed him a bouquet of his favorite flowers. Since your first date in Hagrid's garden, picking Thistle has become a bit of a tradition. Whenever you came back here on one of your many dates or just passing by on an evening stroll, you always picked him a bouquet of purple beauties. You yourself would have preferred to choose slightly prettier flowers but you liked the reason why Talbott likes them in the first place. Still, you wished he would begin to think better of himself than that he was often overlooked just as this flowering plant. You wished there was some magic that could make him see himself through your eyes, at least for a while. Then maybe he'd realize how amazing he really is.

"I-I'm sorry..." Talbott was quick to apologize, thinking he'd ruined the rest of the day with his gesture. You finally saw each other after a few days when you were busy with all sorts of things while he was studying in the library and secretly watching you in his animal form whenever he could. Today was supposed to be your day, and he ruined it. "Guess you don't want to see me anymore tonight, huh?" He grumbled, feeling the nervous beat of his heart echoing in his ears as he waited for your answer.

Your eyebrows drew together in an expression of confusion at his thought. Are you expressing your feelings towards him wrongly that his conclusion is a negation instead of a positive? You gently caressed his cheek while you pulled his forehead down to yours. With a smile on your face, you were once again reminded of how Talbott had changed over the past few months - when you met two years ago, he was the same height as you and his build was rather flabby. Now when you wanted to look into his eyes, you had to tilt your head, stand on tiptoe when you wanted to kiss him on the cheek and whenever his strong arms wrapped around you, you got lost in his broad chest.

"Talbott... I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad you're overlooked by most people, because then everyone would jump on you." The confusion was switched from one person to another after your last sentence. "You're the most beautiful, kindest person I've ever met, and every day I fall under your spell more and more. And every once in a while, when you make a romantic gesture like you did a moment ago, I feel like my heart explodes with happiness. I love it when you kiss my hair, when I come back to my room and there's a flower and a poem on my bed, or when you wish me sweet dreams and good mornings everyday." You confessed to him and tried to put into your words all your emotions of love that swirled through you like a tornado. You still couldn't believe that someone like you got such an attentive, sweet and romantic guy as a boyfriend.

"Before I met you I thought I wasn't into romance but you made me selfish and I want it, I want you, more and more." Your face turned bright red and your eyes shone with love under the late sunlight. Talbott, utterly absorbed in your beauty and sincerity, could not tear his gaze from you, and watched you in astonished silence. Once in a while you caught him staring at you during meals or classes so now when he looked at you directly, you said nothing and simply smiled at him while you stroked his brown strands, waiting for your words to settle in his heart. Heat flared in the area of Talbott's chest as he watched you, and without thinking, he pressed his lips to yours in a sweet kiss.

"I really like you." He whispered against your lips, not daring to say the other word beginning with the letter L. A wide smile lit up your face as you replied back "I like you more," and although Talbott doubted it, he didn't refute your assumption and instead pulled you to him again. He felt his stomach clench as if into itself as you used your tongue to suck his bottom lip into your mouth and without further hesitation he came to meet you. Your kissing was unhurried but full of unspoken feelings hidden deep inside each other.

Too immersed in each other's touch, you didn't notice the door opening or the dog barking a greeting behind your back. "Stop flirtin' and go back 'to the castle! Curfew's comin' up." Hagrid's voice, enriched with boisterous laughter, interrupted you, and you both jumped apart in shame.

"We're coming! We're coming!" You shout back at him while stroking Fang's grey fur. A stick lay a short distance from you, and without hesitation you raised it to brown, playful eyes. "Want this, buddy?" You already knew that if you didn't quickly divert his attention elsewhere, you'd end up on the floor under a layer of dog saliva. When he wiggled his ass in delight, you successfully reached out for the throw.

"Aport!" You swung as hard as you could and watched Fang's tail wag back and forth with joy as he tried to catch the stick in mid-air. "Good boy!" Hagrid cheered as he watched his partner catch the wood and proudly patted him on the side when he came to show him. You said goodbye with a wave of the hand and walked briskly up the hill to the shining castle, reflecting the red evening sky.

"Next time, remind me to make sure we're really alone before we start making out." Talbott, who was even red behind the ears, growled next to you. His agitated attitude amused you and you felt like teasing him, but instead you just intertwined your fingers between his. As your hand slipped under his, his tense shoulders sagged and his hurried gait slowed.

"It still wasn't as bad as the night McGonagall caught us." You reminded him and shuddered at the memory. You weren't able to look her in the eye for weeks afterwards, not to mention Snape's hatred directed at you when he found out how many points your little date night had cost you.

"Ugh, so when I finally forgot about it, you just have to go and remind me again, don't you? I didn't dare to sit next to you for the rest of the year..." Your boyfriend groaned at your side, and when a gust of cold wind picked up, you snuggled closer to his warm body. Your heart, like his, leapt when he let go of your hand and wrapped his arm around your waist instead. "The next day we were the centre of all the gossip." He mumbled, his lips forming into a cute pout.

Until then, your romance was mostly known only to your close friends, but after you were caught in the hallway by the esteemed professor, you were the talk of the town, and not just during the meals in the Great Hall. The fact that neither of you denied it encouraged the omnipresent to concoct scenarios of what you might have done together in the shadows of the night.

"But I was happy to officially call you my boyfriend every time someone asked me about you." You told him and watched his reaction out of the corner of your eye. Surprise quickly gave way to disbelief until even that was replaced by a beatific smile. The fact that you wanted to show him off made him incredibly happy and proud. He was the one who could call you his, not anybody else. And you wanted to be his as much as you wanted him to be yours. "Me too." Noted Talbott and these two simple words made you feel like a little teenager falling head over heels in love once again.

"When'll I see you again?" You ask as you walk through the gate knowing that your time together is coming to an end. You already miss him.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Finding a date when you both have time together is challenging. It seems like fate is against you every time you try to meet. You had a feeling it wouldn't be any different now, as you shook your head sadly at his question.

"I promised to help Barnaby and Liz look after Nifflers during lunch break and I still have detention with Pitts in the kitchen after dinner." Unconsciously, you squeezed Talbott's hand tighter as you tried to figure out the day when you'd at least have a moment to spare. "But I have Quidditch practice on Friday around six and then I'm off. Would you like to come see me and do some flying afterwards?" You came up with an alternative time immediately.

“I'm not sure why you think I, of all people, am the one who can fly, but...” Talbott said with a serious face, and you couldn't help laughing out loud. You always get a laugh out of his jokes addressed to his eagle form, especially when he refers to them as the most serious thing in the world. As you saw Talbott's nod of approval, you couldn't wait for Friday. Wishing you sweet dreams, he said goodbye with one last kiss. Just two days and you'll see each other again.

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The next morning you saw each other only briefly at breakfast when you waved to each other and both went to your separate classes that day. On Thursday, your schedule was the most different - you could at least be grateful for the time together in the Great Hall where the whole school meets for a meal. But besides that, you hadn't saw the other one the whole day, and you still had a detention to go to you'd got at the end of last year. At least you had your new partner there to make the long hours over a bowl of bread dough enjoyable.

"Hey Jae! Up to no good again?" You jokingly greeted your friend, looking at his hunched back over his diary where he wrote down all his upcoming orders.

"Welcome to our worst nightmare! I was almost afraid you were gonna leave me alone tonight." He looked up at you and gave you one of his half smiles that clearly indicated, he was once again planning something nefarious.

"Only almost?" You yelled over your shoulder at him while you washed your hands in one of the sinks. A light laugh was his answer, as was an amused glint in his dark eyes as he talked to you provocatively: "Offended much?"

You reached for one of several aprons hanging on the wall and made your way back to the long table the Asian boy was leaning against, his arms folded across his chest. "Not quite what you were hoping for." You reply and watch his exaggerated gesticulation with a smile as he places his palm over his heart in disbelief.

"Less laughter and more dough kneading!" Pitts shouted at you, fed up with your positive mood. Before he could pull out his chef's cooking spoon on you, you both got down to business and expertly began working on your task.

"You got some new business?" You nodded your head towards his notebook safely hidden in his back pocket. His voice was as quiet as yours, after all, you don't want to attract unwanted attention.

"Yeah, and pretty big!" His enthusiasm just oozed out of him and it was immediately clear to you that it had something to do with visiting Knockturn Alley. With a silent raise of your eyebrows, you prompted him to speak. "There's a student in our class who's desperately in love. Looks like the girl doesn't want him, but he just doesn't care. Phuhahaha! He's ordered a month's supply and looks like he's going to become a regular customer." He laughed and started muttering something about how he had to deliver the first batch this Friday afternoon and that he had to get out of the castle as soon as possible to pick up his order.

You disagreed with the love potion delivery - you remembered too well how you persuaded Ismelda not to use the potion on your mutual friend, and you just hoped that this time you would be able to prevent it as well. But Jae guarded his client's name like a hawk and refused to tell you. Although you were his friend and partner in several of his jokes, he was aware of your responsibility as prefect and had no doubt that you would prevent his new business. He couldn't afford that happening.

You crawled to your room late at night, determined to find out as soon as possible who was willing to go to such lengths to force someone into false love. First thing in the morning you're gonna meet Penny and ask her for help. You didn't know of anyone better than your blonde friend, who can keep tabs on all matters circulating around the castle.

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Talbott woke up to a raining morning. It looked like it was going to be cold and wet all day today, yet he knew your team wouldn't cancel their practice. Just like the previous year, you made it to the finals with your hard work and great teamwork. You have worked harder than ever before - after all defending the title for the third time in a row won't be easy.

Talbott took his Ravenclaw sweater out of the closet and pulled it over his shirt. As he smoothed his robes his eyes fell on his spare, warmer sweater and without further thought he grabbed it and neatly folded it into his bag. 'She's often cold...' He thought as your self came to his mind and with a satisfied smile went to breakfast.

Exceptionally, he saw you before he heard you, which was unusual. He could recognize your boisterous laughter from across the hall and was always pleased to know that you were in a good mood every morning. Today, however, he saw you bent over next to your fair-haired friend with a thoughtful look on your face while you listened to Penny whispers. Not wanting to disturb you, he sat down at the very end of the table, as he used to do before you began to eat breakfast and dinner together. He missed you, but he didn't dare come between you and Penny.

Now that he was sitting alone again after a long time, he realized how much joy you brought into his world. The loud conversation, laughter and clinking of cutlery on plates turned into a uniform background noise. He knew it was impossible, but it seemed to him that even the ubiquitous colours had lost their saturation, as if they had faded slightly...

Talbott lost his appetite when he realized how dependent he actually is on you. Without you by his side, he had nothing to live for. Was his existence before you always so pointless and boring?

"Hey, love" the sing-song voice and the gentle embrace of arms around his shoulders broke him out of his reverie. Talbott smiled as his body leaned more into your embrace. "What are you thinking about again, huh? You should take a break from your brain once in a while." You joked and kissed him gently on the cheek. The gentle gesture of your affection to him shook his inhibitions so much that he pulled you to his face and quickly pressed his lips to yours.

"Just thinking about how much I need you in my life." He confessed, watching as your face brightened to happily incredulous. He could have sworn he even saw you happily hopping on the spot from one foot to the other a few times. If only he knew how much you were fangirling over him at that moment... Let's just say you were glad you didn't squeeled aloud.

"Thank you. I feel the same way, but... You should still take a break once in a while!" You brought the direction of your conversation back to it's original rail and sat down next to your boyfriend, who was feeling particularly determined today - so much so that he wraped his arm around your waist. You took advantage of the offered bite and scooped up the entire plate as you hugged him back and pressed your head over his chest. You were pleased when he didn't protest and instead rested his chin gently on top your head.

"You are one to talk. Couldn't you at least take a day off from solving all the problems and mysteries that arise in Hogwarts?" He snorted, brushing his hand over your arm in slow strokes.

"If I'm not the one saving Hogwarts, than who is?" You utter almost without interest and reach for his unfinished toast and take a bite. "Besides, it's nothing serious, just the possibility of fooling some girl with a love potion." You say and watch Talbott slowly nod his head while he bites into the toast in your hand. He's suddenly very hungry.

He sure as hell didn't want to get involved in any of your dangerous adventures. Rather on the contrary, he wished you would stop doing this heroic thing of yours, so he wouldn't have to worry about losing you every day. Yet he understood your motives for seeking another vault. If he himself had even the slightest hope of saving his parents, he would have rushed after it without hesitation. The love potion certainly wasn't as bad as your fight with a werewolf.

After breakfast, you said goodbye again, each heading to your classes. He knew he'd see you again in transfiguration class, and later he'd come to watch you train. Still, he couldn't help checking the clock every few minutes to see when it would finally be lunchtime.

His first lesson was DADA, which he definitely enjoyed more last year, when you had it together and he could secretly admire your talent for spells. He enjoyed sitting by your side and liked the warmth radiating from where your elbows or thighs touched, but to be able to watch you from the back pew as you demonstrated to the class how best to fight a ghoul? You looked hot. And he got to call you his.

Professor Green began her lesson. He already knew the spell she was teaching in today's lecture, so he could afford to let his mind wander to you and pay partial attention to the explanation of the origin and history of the defensive spell.

When the time for the demonstration came, his eyes watched professor's every move with atentive eyes. What snapped him out of his enchantment were the two voices of the boys in front of him.

"Ain't she hot?" A low snicker fell from his friend's lips.

"I bet she is an easy one. She craves attention so much she'll stretch for anyone." Another wave of laughter rose accompanied by a series of vulgar hand gestures. Talbott felt his stomach twist into a knot of disgust. How dare they talk like this about someone? Talbott tried not to pay attention to their pathetic conversation, but their sonorous voices pierced his ears like a needle through a vein.

"Maybe. But I won't leave anything to chance." Said the first boy, dressed in bright green, with a disgusting smile plastered across his ugly mug.

"What'da ya mean by that?" The other asked curiously, and though Talbott partly did not want to hear the answer, he found himself straining his hearing in order to not miss a single word. Although he is not the confrontational type and prefers to solve problems verbally rather than with his fists or a duel, he still vividly recalling his conversation with you during breakfeast about some guy with love potion. Even if he couldn't prevent the Slythering boy from coming to the girl and stopping him, he can still hear the plan and either keep a close eye on him or warn you he's Jae's new client.

"I insured it." The answer came, and he pulled an unmarked vial of potion from his robe pocket. Talbott's mind spun into overdrive as soon as his eyes caught sight of the black vial. He must be the one who bought the love potion. The chances that among the 600 students are more guys who wanted to deliver a love potion on this day are minimal, but possible. The chances that he's the one you're looking for are less than 1%. The chances that he's the one you're looking for are less than 1%.

He didn't have to wait too long. Transfiguration class came sooner than he'd hoped, and as soon as he saw you talking to Andre outside the classroom, he immediately headed over to you. "Hey," you waved at him, but before you could say anything else, he grabbed your arm. "I think I know who the guy with the love potion is." He blurted out quickly, answering your question about who is it, before you could finish asking. "Some Slythering guy in our year. Don't know his name, but he has dark brown hair and eyes. Big beauty mark on his left cheek." You nodded and thought deeply. There are a lot of brown-haired boys in Slytherin, but only two in your year. The beauty mark will be your best shot at deciding which one is it.

"Thank you, this will help us a lot. I'll tell the others what you found out and we'll try to find him during the breaks and convince him not to do it." You smiled at him, and a sense of pride came over Talbott. He was glad he could help you a little.

"Did they happen to mention the girl's name?" You asked curiously, knowing how valuable this information was. It would be easy to warn her, and even easier to have one from your group watch over her at all times. The dismissive shake of his head was a disappointing but not devastating.

"Never mind. We're gonna have to focus on finding the guy first. Shouldn't be too hard." You assume, and with newfound vigor, you head to class together. How hard can it be to find one student when you know what house he is from, plus you know his general description? Apparently much harder than you originally thought.

He was nowhere to be found. The search party was joined by others besides Penny, with Barnaby and Liz guarding the Slytherin dorm while the others searched every nook and cranny. At lunch, Talbott thought he spotted him, but he was easily lost in the crowd of other students. During the break between classes you always tried to search as many rooms as possible, but there wasn't much spare time.

Rowan and Ben were in the library while Tulip kept watch in the Courtyard. Chiara, Andre and Badeea were each in one of the clubs, while the others were running around the castle from one classroom to another. You knew about every hiding place in the castle and searched them all - without success. Eventually you got to the point where you couldn't continue your search with the others - you had to go to your practise. Skye and Orion won't let you sneak out of training just before the finals.

You were just coming down the spiral staircase in your Quidditch outfit when you caught Penny and Talbott walking towards you. “We thought we'd go somewhere not too crowded so Talbott could change and get a bird's eye view of the school grounds.” Penny told you their new plan. “Sounds like a good idea to me.” You nodded your head in agreement. It wasn’t a bad idea at all, Talbott can cover a large area in a relatively short period of time while he’s in his animagus form.

“Don't worry if you don't find him today. Maybe he doesn't even want to give her the potion today, and we've all wasted a whole day looking for him for nothing.” You told your boyfriend since you knew what a perfectionist he secretly is and that even though he doesn't show it, he really wants to help you in your search. He smiled appreciatively at you: “I know, I know. You don't have to comfort me yet.” He joked.

“Well, we should get going, just like you.” The blonde inserted herself into your little exchange, and before she left, she made sure to wish you good luck, along with an apology for not being able to come see you today. She started up the stairs, but Talbott did not immediately follow. “I'll make about two rounds and if I can't find him, I'll fly out to see you like I originally promised.” He walked over to you and tucked one naughty strand that had escaped from your ponytail behind your ear. His voice was much quieter than usual. “He doesn't have to ruin our date, does he?”

“No, he really doesn't have to.” You nodded and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Looking forward to seeing you.” You winked at him with a playful smile and skipped down the rest of the staircase. Talbott watched your hair bounce with each step and only when he lost sight of you did he follow his friend. 

Although he didn't imagine today to be a hectic day, he was glad for the chance to stretch his wings and fly. It always cleared his mind beautifully. He couldn't relax that much with anything else, unless you included falling asleep in your arms. He turned his wings to catch the current of the wind and let it drift freely, while his keen eyes searched for the brown-haired boy. 

Halfway through his second loop around the castle, he noticed Jae waving his arms frantically to catch his attention. Talbott descended into the shadow of the stone wall where he transformed back. As soon as his boots touched solid ground he came out to meet the boy in the yellow sweatshirt who was already running in his direction. 

“Where’s Y/N?” He blurted out before Talbott could say anything. “She’s on the pitch, they have a practice today.” He didn't understand what good this information would do him, but he still gave the location of your current whereabouts without hesitation.

“Crap... That’s not good. Not good at all...” Jae started mumbling to himself, completely ignoring the Ravenclaw student in front of him. “What’s wrong mate?” Talbott's question seemed to snap the Asian out of his rant. He grabbed Talbott's shoulders and squeezed them tightly: “If I'd known sooner, I swear I wouldn't have given him the potion! I didn't know it was Y/N! You have to believe me, ‘kay? I would never-”

“What about Y/N? What’s wrong with her!? You aren’t making any sense!” An irritated Talbott jumped in. He wanted to know immediately what was going on with you, but Jae was babbling about unimportant things instead. “Cut to the point!”

“Philip wants to give that love potion to Y/N!”

Doupt.

Betrayal.

Resentment.

Bitterness.

Fear.

Talbott’s mind became preoccupied with intense emotions and hostility towards that Phil or whatever his name is. He was in a jealous rage. You were his girlfriend and the whole school knew that and yet he dared to take you away from him by pushing himself onto you with creating fake, illusionary feelings? 

No way in hell.

There’s no way in hell he’ll let that happen.

The stiff body started to move on its own. The walk was replaced by a fast stride, which was transformed into a run within a few seconds. Talbott has never had a reason to run in his life. Jae shouted at him from behind his back where he was going and what had gone into him, but Talbott's brain registered only a high-pitched squeak. Nothing was more important to him than getting to you in time to stop you from drinking that stupid potion.

His feet carried him halfway when he saw you slowly sliding down to the ground, where a black and green blur waved at you. His labored breathing turned to wheezing as he picked up speed. He called your name again and again, but distance silenced his desperate cries. His side stabbingly stung when you landed on the ground a few feet away from Philip. 

He won't make it.

An icy drop of terror flooded his body as he watched you accept the offered drinking bottle with mistrust in your eyes. His neck tightened into a narrow slit as your mouth approached the neck of the bottle. He must have spilled the potion in there. There was no springly water but a disgusting love potion!

Your mouth widened in a blissful smile as you said something to Philip, the bottle ever near, ever present in your hand. It felt like everzthing around him stopped and gone silent. Talbott almost stopped at that moment. Almost. But he was too close for that. You were almost within arm's reach...

He was aware of his rude behaviour when he flew between you like an unguided missile and knocked the bottle out of your hand in one fell swoop. The contents of the bottle remained untouched and before he could think about it his impulse made him grab the bottle, open it and spill the last drop on the ground. He watched with smug pleasure as the liquid seeped into the ground.

“The fuck you think you’re doing?” A scratchy voice shouted at him. Talbott was frazzled enough as it was, and his words were the last straw for him. He rose briskly to his feet and pointed his wand at the center of his chest. A simple wave and a word threw Philip back a few feet, his ass hitting the ground hard with a cry of pain.

“Don’t touch my girlfriend asshole.” It was the first time you saw Talbott pissed off, really pissed off. It was also the first time you've seen him pull a wand on someone and use a curse word. It was, to say the least... Remarkable. And even though it wasn't welcome in this situation, you couldn't resist the feeling of happiness that spread through you like a disease. You really liked how protective he was of you.

The sudden commotion drew attention of your teammates and it wasn't long before they formed a circle around you. “What’s happening here?” Orion asked as his searching gaze swept over the three people in front of him - two on their feet while one was sprawled on the ground. 

“He wanted to give her a love potion.” Talbott growled through gritted teeth, never taking his eyes off his enemy. 

“That seems to me to be quite a serious accusation that should not be made without solid reasons which will prove its truth.” Orion said in a serious tone, his hands clasped behind his back. “He’s lying!” In a desperate attempt to save himself, the accused caught hold of a thrown safety rope. Now that there wasn't a shred of evidence left, they had nothing on him. Once he realized this fact, he clumsily scrambled to his feet with a newfound confidence.

“But we have, though.“ You put yourself in and stood by the side of your love. A disbelieving "what" fell from the boy's lips. You smiled at his sudden change in demeanor - he was looking at you like a mouse caught in a trap. “Don't you know I'm friends with Jae?“ You started listing your evidence, starting with the most obvious one.

“That doesn’t prove anything!” He snapped back at you, but it didn't escape your eyes as he clenched his hands into fists to stop the shaking. 

“No, it doesn not.” You agreed with him. Until Jae's here and points the finger himself, it's just word against word. “But running your mouth in the middle of class, talking about how you're going to give me a love potion is, don't you think? Revealing your plan before it was implemented is not recommended.” You put another nail in the coffin. You hammered another nail in the coffin, ready at any moment to use disarming spells on Philip, whose face had turned red with rage. To the astonishment of everyone else, however, it was the young man standing on your left who could not keep his anger in check.

Talbott sent a series of curses in Philip's direction, accompanied by resonating memories of a conversation that directly involved you. No one will call you a bawd in his presence. Not without consequences. “I was sitting right behind you and your little friend when you were bad-mouthing my girlfriend.” Talbott huffed through his clenched jaw, his knuckles whitening as he gripped his wand tightly.

“That still doesn't prove anything...!” Philip defended himself while protecting his face with his hands. At that moment, you felt like you were the perpetrator and not him. Not wanting to subject him to something like that, even if he deserved it, so you lowered Talbott's rised hand. You spoke the next words in a quieter, calmer voice. “Didn't I tell you I smell fresh straw and cool wind when you gave me the bottle?” A positive nod was accompanied by a confused arching of the eyebrows. You couldn't help smiling as you began to vividly recall the scent that had become your favourite. “Even if I didn't know beforehand that someone was here to slip me Amortentia, I would have known immediately by the smell. It's his scent.” You looked behind you to where Talbott stood as you spoke your last words. Those were meant for him.

“I'm sure I don't have to explain what that means, do I?” You looked back at Philip, who quickly mumbled a hissing no and almost ran back to the castle without another word. You felt that you wouldn't have to deal with this matter any longer.

“He could have at least apologized.” Talbott muttered, still irritated, but you could see your smart, patient man in him again. 

“I have everything I need with me.” You squeezed Talbott's warm palm in yours. “I can do without his apology.” The love in your eyes smiled at him like warm rays of sunshine, and Talbott couldn't resist the temptation to steal one of your sweet kisses.

“That's enough with the flirting, right? We've still got practice to do!” Skye shouted at you, always relentless when it came to Quidditch. It was with great difficulty that you pulled away from the soft lips still pressed against yours. “Looks like I have to go.” You said, even though you knew Talbott had much better hearing than you and the comment thrown to the wind didn't escape him. 

“I'll wait for you in the auditorium. Go score as many goals as you can.” He shooed you away with another promise he whispered in his head. Tonight is the perfect night for him to tell you he loves you.

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[arielemberbridge]

So, I've been wanting to write hphm tlsq, chapters, quidditch sidequests, and creature sidequests down from my character's point of view. I recently started writing a bit of flying solo (the quest where you become friends with Talbott), and I was wondering if I should continue writing it, and post it on my blog. I'd really appreciate feedback on my writing, and how I could improve. Thanks for reading this long a/n, and now, feel free to read the fanfic if you want.

Word count (so far) : 3,800

Flying Solo

Ever since becoming an animagus, I’ve been wanting to get closer with the mysterious, quiet bloke Talbott. I felt like he was a magnet, pulling me towards him. Speaking about Talbott, I got a letter from Penny, and all it stated was, “We need to talk about Talbott. Let's meet in the Great Hall now. With the urgency of her letter, I was really concerned. I ran from my dormitory straight to the Great Hall.

While walking over to the tables, I heard Rowan comment, “ I’ve seen an eagle flying around the school grounds a lot recently. I hope all the pet rats are safe.” After I heard that, I stopped moving and started wondering, could that be Talbottt?

I also passed Chiara, but she didn’t mention anything about an eagle, she instead mentioned to some Gryffindor kid called Jae, “Sorry, I’m a bit… preoccupied tonight.” Poor thing. She always makes me think about why bad things happen to good people. At least there is some good that comes out of it; a person that cares about making transforming less painful and more affordable.

While still walking over to Penny, I heard Merula yell at Ismelda. She was screaming, “Some bloody bird tried to nest in my hair earlier!” I guess even birds think her hair is messy as heck too. I laughed at the thought. That couldn’t have been Talbott though because he usually keeps to himself, and isn’t the biggest fan of Merula.

I finally finished walking over to where I normally sit with friends in the Great Hall, but when I got there, Penny was nowhere to be found!! I sighed and sat down. I nearly left after waiting for 10 minutes, but finally, Penny decided to show up.

“Ah, you’re here, Isabella! Thanks for coming,” she greeted, looking worried.

“Of course, Penny,” I said, picking up on her fidgety behaviour, “Now, what’s wrong?” I asked, getting straight to the point, “You sounded worried when you asked to meet.”

“It’s Talbott…” she said nervously. I quickly started paying more attention. I don”t know why Talbott has this sort of effect on me, but I really care about him, even though I hardly know him.

Taken by surprise, I blurted out without thinking, “Talbott Winger, the one who helped us brew an Animagus Potion? What’s wrong?! Is he hurt?!”

“No…” Penny said uncertaintly, “at least I hope not.” I raised my eyebrow at this. Based on my reaction, Penny quickly explained, “He’s been spending all of his time alone recently.”

I held back a laugh, “no offence, Penny, but have you met Talbott? He makes Snape look talkative.”

Penny awkwardly said, “I know he’s a… private person, but I've been his friend for a while. I can tell something’s wrong.” I gave Penny a sceptical look, and she added, “plus he’s been missing class, even Transfiguration, and that’s his favourite.” I subconsciously added that to my mental list of things to remember. Could Talbott be in an organisation like me? Did he join the Keepers of Adeen? No… I would’ve known if there was a new member… Maybe he joined Dark Core? It would make sense why they’d want him of all people because he can spy with his animagus ability… No, he doesn’t seem like the type of person to do that… Penny continued, snapping me out of my thoughts, “I’d ask him myself, but I haven’t been able to find him. I think he’s been avoiding me,” she said, looking like she was about to cry. I immediately became determined to help, I didn't want to see Penny this sad.

“That’s why I asked to meet you, actually. I was hoping you might know where he is,” she explained.

I felt really bad admitting, “sorry, Penny, I haven’t seen him at all recently.” I couldn’t look at Penny’s face with tears threatening to fall, so I quickly looked away. Suddenly, while gazing at my other friends, I got an idea, “but let’s ask around. Surely someone has to have seen Talbott.” Thankfully, Penny cheered up. “Mission accomplished,” I muttered under my breath.

First I went up to Rowan who apologised, “sorry, Isabella, I’ve been too busy with my studies to pay much attention to gossip.”

I asked again, “are you sure you haven’t seen him?”

She looked up from her book sighing, and asked, “if Talbott wants to be alone, shouldn’t you give him his space?”

Getting the hint, I left Rowan reading. Maybe I can get information from Merual, I thought. After asking the question, Merula asked, snorting, “Winger? Are you picking up another odd friend to add to your collection?”

“Talbott’s not odd,” I muttered, wanting to blast that smirk off Merula’s stupid face.

“Sorry, what’s that, Wallace? Standing up for your boyfriend?” she asked, trying to provoke me. I walked away, thinking better than starting a fight.

“Guess I’ll go to Tulip,” I told myself, “she might know since she’s in his house.”

All she could tell me was, “I haven't seen Talbott Winger around the Ravenclaw common room much lately.”

I sighed, leaving her to ask Andre who just asked me, “Talbott Winger’s the bloke that keeps to himself a lot, right?”

Giving up, I reluctantly went over to Merula again, who was no help, and just asked, “you have a hard time keeping track of a lot of people, eh Wallace?”

I looked away from her and spotted Professor Flitwick at the staff table. He might know more, I thought. Apparently, I thought wrong. He had just as much of an idea on the matter as me, saying, “no, I’m afraid Mr. Winger hasn’t told me anything,” and requesting, “if you do see Mr. Winger, please tell him we need to discuss his attendance.”

Tulip beckoned me over to her. I was hopeful for a moment for evidence, but all I got from her was, “Now that I think about it, I didn’t see Talbott Winger at dinner, does that help?’

“Not really, but thanks anyway Tulip,” I replied sadly.

Andre saw me and, I suppose he felt guilty for not giving me any information, because he quickly said, “sorry, I don’t know much about Talbott other than that he looks interesting.”

I sighed, saying, “it’s okay Andre, it’s not like it’s your fault.”

Me and Penny regrouped and I said, “that’s odd. I asked everyone who knows him and it doesn’t seem any of them has seen Talbott,” making sure she at least would feel a bit better, I added, “whatever’s going on, it doesn’t seem like he’s ignoring you specifically, Penny.”

“Though I’m glad he’s not only avoiding me, now I’m even more worried…” She looked away, and became lost in thought. She looked back up, “I want to look for him, but I promised I’d tutor a few first years in potions now…”

Seeing her sad look, I had to tell her, “don’t worry, Penny. I’ll find and talk to him.”

“Really? You’ll check in on Talbott for me? Why?” She asked, seeming suspicious.

I was quick to explain, “Talbott’s my friend, even if he doesn’t like to admit it. I’m worried about him and want to make sure he’s okay too.” I slowly added in, talking to myself more than Penny, “Besides, this might be a good opportunity to try to get to know him better.”

Penny ran up and hugged me, “thanks, Isabella. It’s a relief knowing you’ll be there for him if he does need help.” She pulled away, “Talbott might say he’d rather be alone, but I don’t think he really means it,” she said with a soft expression, “I really appreciate this, Isabella. Let me know how it goes and if you need any help.”

“Of course!,” I said almost immediately, “I’m heading to the Courtyard now, I’ll look for Talbott while I’m there.”

Me and Penny parted ways. I headed back up to my dormitory. After changing from my robes to my casual outfit since school was done for the rest of the day on Friday, I layed down, only for Chocolate to come with a piece of parchment in her beak. I was quick to take and read it. It started:

Dear, Isabella,

Since you won’t give up on looking for me, I’ll meet you in the Courtyard now.

Sincerely,

Talbott

This time, I was too lazy to run all the way to the Courtyard, so I transformed into my animagus form; a Peregrine Falcon, and flew out of my dormitory window, down to the Courtyard. “Shoot, I forgot about the landing process,” I said to myself, since I’ve always ended up landing by crashing into the ground.

As soon as the Courtyard caught my sight, I sighed, found the pear tree, and decided to crash into it. I shut my eyes tight and felt all the branches scrape me. I transformed back to a human and hissed in pain. I stood up, ignoring how bad it actually was. Looking around, the only people I saw in the Courtyard other than me were Jae and Chiara. Do they just spend all their time together? I thought to myself. I slowly walked over to the doors leading to the Courtyard.

I heard a calling whistle and quickly looked around to see Talbott leaning against the fountain as he stated, “over here.”

“Talbott! When I told Penny I’d look for you, I wasn’t expecting you to reach out and agree to meet me here first,” I said, surprised.

“So it’s true that you and Penny have been looking for me,” he said with an eyebrow raised and a sceptical look.

“Where did you hear that?” I asked, “everyone I talked to hasn’t seen or talked to you in days.”

“I little birdie told me,” he said smirking. I broke my composure and giggled.

After controlling myself again, I said, rolling my eyes, smiling, “nice try, but bird puns won’t distract me from asking about what’s going on with you for that long.”

He sighed, “It was worth a shot.”

I glared at him, “Talbott, I’m being serious. You’ve even been missing classes,” I sighed before continuing, “When Penny told me how concerned she was about you, I couldn’t help but be worried too.”

“I appreciate the concern, but as you can see, I’m fine,” he said, trying to convince me. I guess it was too bad for him that I’m able to tell when people are faking their emotions because I do it too.

“Are you actually fine?” I asked, then said accusingly, “Or are you just lying and telling me you’re fine so I’ll leave you alone?”

Surprisingly, unlike most people who get nervous or surprised when I accuse them of things, Talbott kept his composure and asked, “If I tell you I’m lying, will you keep pressuring me to find out what’s wrong?”

“Yes.”

“Then, I’m actually fine,” he said, rolling his eyes.

“Talbott!” I yelled, getting annoyed.

He actually did lose his composure for a bit but then continued, “So I’ve spent a lot of time alone lately. That’s not exactly newsworthy,” he paused and added quieter than before, “Why do you care if there’s anything bothering me anyways?”

I felt my face slowly heat up as I was under his piercing gaze, “I consider you my friend, Talbott, and I care about you. If something’s bothering you, I want to know so I can help,” I swallowed before continuing, “I thought you opened up to me back then because you thought of me as your friend, too,” I looked back into his eyes, “was I wrong?”

He looked around awkwardly, and, trying to come up with an excuse, he said, “I know I called you my friend earlier, but it’s just because I got caught up in the moment.” Apparently I’m good at making people feel bad, because, after seeing my face, he said, “It’s not that I don’t like you or anything. I’m just not ready to call you my friend yet. You barely know me.”

I muttered to myself, “Part of me was hoping this was my opportunity to change that.”

Noticing the awkward silence, I said, “Fine, we don’t have to talk about what’s wrong,” I felt around in my mokeskin pouch, and found what I was looking for. Smiling, I said, “We can play a game of Gobstones instead…” suddenly I got an idea, and added, “But if I win, you have to at least consider telling me why you’ve been extra distant lately,” I finished, smirking.

“And if I win?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I’ll tell Penny you’re actually fine and never bring any of this up again,” I said, trying to convince him.

“Alright, Isabella. If you can beat me at Gobstones, I promise to hear you out,” he said, looking determined.

After I set up the game, Talbott must have gotten a flashback, because he stated, “Your distractions won’t work this time, Isabella. I don’t intend to lose,” and to add some uncertainty for me he said, “I’ve been practising Gobstones.”

The distraction rolled off my tongue like water causing me to say, smirking, “and I’ve been spying on the ministry.”

“You’ve been what?!” He said surprised, not realising he completely missed the stones until it was my turn and he was sprayed, “ugh, honestly, you should be a Slytherin,” he said annoyed, “anyway, why’s Penny worried about me?”

“She fancies you,” I said sarcastically. Unfortunately, I was too distracted saying that, and only came back to my senses to see Talbott smirking, and myself smelling horrible.

“Nice try, but I know Penny likes someone else,” he said proudly.

“If I couldn’t say it any better, I’d say you actually like hanging out with me,” I stated.

“Well, I’d prefer to keep to myself,” he said, flustered.

“Well, I’d prefer to report you to the ministry,” I said, distracting him enough to spray him.

He sighed, “I’ll admit, I didn’t see that coming,” and under his breath he stated, “maybe if you didn’t keep distracting me.”

I smirked, “Distractions? What distractions? I’m just making small talk,” I finished casually.

Observing the game with his “eagle eyes” he replied, “You might be close to winning, but you can’t possibly have any distractions left…”

“We’ll see about that,” I glared while smiling.

“I’m setting up my special move…” he muttered.

“Is that a ministry official I see?” I asked, distracting him long enough for him to miss yet again, and for me to knock the rest of the Gobstones out of the circle.

Talbott groaned, “I know when I’ve lost. I suppose I can at least hear you out.”

After we stood up, he admitted, “Alright, Isabella, you won. Just like I promised, I’ll hear you out.”

“Talbott, I know you don’t like talking about yourself, but you shouldn’t be afraid to tell me what’s bothering you. You trusted me with your secret that you’re an unregistered Animagus… And as an unregistered Animagus too, I understand how much trust that requires…” I said, trying to convince him to tell me, “I guess what I’m saying is… I hope you know you can tell me anything,” I can’t say I wasn’t surprised by his response.

Talbott stopped to listen intently and suddenly said looking horrified, “shh!”

“What?” Then I stopped to listen too. I heard footsteps close by us. My eyes widened, “oh no! Oh no oh no oh no oh no,” I muttered under my breath. As quickly as those words came out of my mouth, I whipped out my wand, just to see Talbott doing the same thing after looking around. I softly yelled, “Homenum revelio!” Pointing my wand at where I heard the footsteps. I noticed Talbott did the same thing.

I wasn’t surprised on who I revealed, “Merula?! You were spying on us?!”

Talbott rolled his eyes, “She must have been under the Disillusionment Charm. That would explain why we didn’t notice her until she moved,” he moved his attention over to her, “How much did you hear?”

Merula looked annoyed, “Nothing… I was just passing through.”

Talbott scoffed, “Like I’d believe that. People who are “just passing through” don’t use Concealment Charms.”

“Even if I had heard you, what makes you interested in your little gossip? I have better things to do with my time…”

Talbott turned back to me, looking horrified, “Even though she denies it, Merula had heard we’re unregistered Animagi,” he looked more angry by the moment, “If that’s not bad enough, everyone in school knows her parents are in Azkaban for supporting You-Know-Who! The child of two Death Eaters knows we’re unregistered Animagi!”

I immediately backtracked, “I’m so sorry, Talbott. I had no idea Merula was listening in on us.” I’m gonna have to give myself several more scars for this later.

Talbott took a deep breath, “it’s fine…”

Trying to make things better I added, “Let me talk to Merula. Maybe I can-”

“No offence, Isabella, but you’ve done enough,” Talbott said angrily.

“But I know Merual! I can at least try to convince her to keep our secret!” With Talbott looking like he was about to say no, I said, “In fact, I’ll go find Merula and talk to her right now.”

“Thanks, but I don’t need anymore of your help. I’ll handle Merula on my own,” and with that, he walked away from me.

After going to the bathroom, adding several more cuts on my arm, cleaning them, and going back to my dormitory, I sent Merula a letter;

Dear Merula,

I know this sounds crazy, but I need to talk with you.

Sincerely,

Isabella

I sent Chocolate away. I sketched for about thirty minutes, waiting for her to come back. When she returned, she had a letter in her beak;

Dear Isabella,

If you must talk to me, you might as well come now. I’m in the Potions Classroom.

Sincerely,

Merula

I walked down to the dungeons, to see Merula getting blasted in the face with a potion she was attempting to make. I laughed and walked over to her. Although her face was now covered in a black-ish colour, she tried to act like nothing happened by quickly wiping it off. She went back to her potion, clearly ignoring me, so I cleared my throat.

Groaning, she asked, “What do you want, Wallace? I’m studying.”

“You read my letter, didn’t you? We need to talk.”

“If this is about you and Winger, I already told you that I didn’t hear anything”

I sighed, “Do you really think I’m daft enough to believe that lie?”

She smirked, “Are you sure you want me to answer that question?”

“Why were you spying on us, Merula?”

Rolling her eyes for the hundredth time, while making her cauldron stir on its own, she countered, “Why are you so incredibly annoying?”

“Look, Merula, you can keep avoiding the subject all you want, but I'm not leaving until you agree to talk, so you might as well cooperate,” I said, trying to not let my anger get the best of me.

“Ugh, you’re really not going to go away until I do, are you?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said with a prideful smile.

Losing the argument, Merula gave in and said, “Fine, but I’m going to finish this potion first, so you might as well grab a beaker and make yourself useful.”

While grabbing the beaker she pointed at, I mentioned, “I didn’t know you were so studious, Merula.”

Just having to be rude, Merula said, “Studying must be a foreign concept for you, eh Wallace?”

After handing the beaker over to her, I sighed, crossing my arms, “Just because you don’t usually see me studying doesn’t mean I don’t. I just try to avoid you throughout the day.”

“Since you’re just standing there, you might as well hand me that bottle.”

Leaning over to give it to her, I noticed Merula’s book was filled with notes in the margins that aren’t in her handwriting. “What potion is Merula even brewing?” I muttered, studying her book. Apparently she heard me because she replied, “How are you passing potions? This is just a simple Wideye Potion. Honestly, Barnaby has more brain cells than you.”

“Well, I feel like Barnaby is very smart, so I’ll consider that a compliment,” I said, sticking up for him. Changing the subject, I asked, “Would you really report Talbott to the Ministry, Merula?”

“I couldn’t care less about Winger. I just followed you thinking you were sneaking off to go Cursed Vault hunting, so I really don’t care.”

“I’d say I can’t believe you’d spy on me, Merula, but that’d be a lie.”

“Wow, you finally understand my personality, Wallace,” she said sarcastically, “Fine, I admit it, I was listening in on you and Winger, but only because I thought you had more info on the Cursed Vault of Fear.”

“Aha! So you were lying!”

“Yes, alright, I lied about not hearing anything. So what?”

“I don’t blame you for spying on me and lying about it. I would’ve done the same if I were in your position, but I would’ve gotten away with it,” I muttered in the last part.

She put an over-exaggerating expression on her face, “I wasn’t spying, I was keeping an eye on my competition,” she thought for a moment, and suddenly said, “And what’s that supposed to mean?!”

Ignoring her last comment, I continued on, “So just to be clear, you weren’t spying on Talbott and me to try to learn our secrets?”

Without confirming or denying what I asked, Merula replied, “Like I said, I wasn’t spying, I was keeping an eye on my competition, and why else would I be interested in you and your odd friends?”

“Like I said, Talbott’s not odd, and I’m not sure if I should feel relieved or insulted.”

“If that’s all-”

“-Wait, Merula, the real reason I came was to convince you to not tell anyone about Talbott’s and my secret,” I said quickly.

“Why shouldn’t I tell anyone you and Winger are unregistered Animagi?” Merula said challengingly.

“Because I’ll force you to keep it a secret if necessary.”

“Are you seriously threatening someone who could get you and your friend sent to Azkaban?” Then she said something I wasn’t expecting, “You might be more interesting than I thought, Wallace.”

“So will you keep Talbott’s secret?” I said.

“We’ll see, won’t we?” She asked, trying to scare me.

“Merula, this is serious,” I said, unfazed.

“I am being serious,” she smirked, making me worry. Not for myself, but for Talbott. I don’t want to be the reason he’d get sent to Azkaban.

“I better find Talbott now and warn him about Merula…” I said to myself after Merula left with the biggest smug look on her face.

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #jacob's sibling #andre egwu #penny haywood #isabella wallace x talbott winger #talbott x mc #talbott winger #talbott x reader #merula snyde #hphm fanfic #isabella wallace

[sailorwritesstuff]

Poly curse breakers brain rot.

Theres so many of you you're practically a friend group/roommates who kiss and sometimes talk about a pet dog. (Or human child. Penny would like a human child.)

The place you stay in is small for the amount of people. 3 bed rooms 2 bath.

Charlie has his own because of how loud he snores and his work schedule is basically dawn to dinner. which leaves the 5 of you scattered between the two other rooms.

The Biggest room is MC, Rowan, and Talbott because they're both clingy and attached to mc. Rowan is Trauma bonded and has a little separation anxiety after being together 24 seven for the last 9 years of life. And Talbott has imprinted like a little bird.

Chiara and Penny get the other room and it smells faintly of rain, lavender, vanilla, exotic plants and potion ingredients at all times. Very homey and Hufflepuffy.

Despite all of the efforts to make sure that everyone has their own space. everyone more often than not ends up in the biggest bed (Charlie's) cuddle piled tangled in each other as the broad shouldered ginger roars like a dragon in his sleep.

Chiara likes to knit gifts (the muggle way) in her free time. Scarves, gloves, and cute little sweaters (not for charlie. never a sweater for Charlie)

Penny brews Chiara's monthly potions and let's Reader help most times.

Talbott isn't super affectionate and sometimes with accidentally refer to his partners by their entire first and last legal name. "Thank you, Chiara Lobosca. I appreciate it."

Darling. He meant to say darling.

Seeing as Penny is the only one who knows anything about the muggle world sometimes she'll take you guys to new places (museums, bowling, the movies. Usual date night things)

The lot of you avoid Molly Weasley like the plague. While she was...sweet during your Hogwarts years she was always particularly pushy when things weren't "traditional" (read as: like her marriage)

She sends letters to talk with Charlie to see how he's been occasionally she asks about you. "How's your friend dear, the one from Christmas? With the....brother."

Talbott plays piano

And Penny plays guitar

Both musical gifted

They'll play for you, just ask.

#sailor's dreamhouse #sailor says something dumb #poly!cursebreakers #penny haywood x reader #talbott winger x reader #charlie weasley x reader #chiara lobosca x reader #chiara lobosca x mc #charlie weasley x mc #talbott winger x mc #penny haywood x mc #rowan khanna x mc #rowan khanna x reader #poly reader #harry potter x reader #hogwarts mystery x reader #hogwarts mystery

[domaslut]

Felix is so done with Mc’s shit.

#felix rosier #harry potter hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery #bill weasley #felix rosier x reader #ravenclaw #slytherin #harry potter #chester davies #death eaters #merula snyde #penny haywood #talbott winger #rowan khanna #barnaby lee #hogwarts mc #hufflepuff #gryffindor #bill weasley x reader #charlie weasley #felix rosier x jacob's sibling #felix rosier x mc #Felix rosier x y/n

[acvault89]

#talbott winger x reader #talbott winger x mc

[amalthea-fictions]

Hi there! I'm Amalthea and I like to write! Feel free to make a request!

WORKS

🔥 Kyojuro Rengoku X Reader [KNY] 🔥

Fractured Sunlight [Aftermath of Mugen Train]

Kankagari [Pregnancy]

Red Light District Under Cover [Request]

🍃Suzukaze X Kamui [Fire Emblem Fates] 🍃

Snow [Fluff]

Taking a Hit for the Other Person [Angst to Fluff]

Kamui's Kimono [Fluffy Drabble]

Fruit Salad [Fluff, only on A03]

An Important Question [Marriage Proposal, only on A03]

Epilogue [Angst to Fluff, only on A03]

Camilla [She Reacts to Kaze X Corrin, only on A03]

As King and Queen of Valla [only on A03]

🌌 Shepard X Garrus [ME] 🌌

Commander Shepard's Nickname [AKA Trolling James Vega]

Alternate Shakarian Reunion [ME2]

🐉 Charlie Weasley X Reader/Jacob’s Sibling [HPHM] 🐉

Small Moments [Fluffy Drabble]

Quidditch Rescue [Exactly what the title says LOL]

Charlie Learns You Can Speak to Dragons [Request]

Charlie Hurt to Comfort [Request]

Charlie Gushes About You [Fluffy Drabble]

🦅 Talbott Winger X Reader/Jacob's Sibling [HPHM] 🦅

Talbott's Surprise [Request]

Love Potion Mishap [Request]

🐍Sebastian Sallow X Reader/MC [HPHL]🐍

Don’t Mess with MC [Seb vs. Beasts Class Bully]

💫Aaravos X Reader [TDP] 💫

General HCs [Request]

Stuck in Mirror with Artsy Reader [Request]

Platonic: Aaravos being a big bro to a young reader [Request]

#Requests OPEN! #❤❤❤❤ #sorry that I’m horrible with making titles #Demon Slayer X You #rengoku x reader #Suzukaze x kamui #kaze x corrin #fire emblem kaze #Mint Chip Ship #I don't care how old FE Fates is I will ALWAYS write for KazeCorrin #shakarian #charlie weasley x mc #charlie weasley x reader #hphm x you #hphm mc x tablott #talbott x mc #aaravos x reader #tdp x reader #sebastian sallow x mc

[merakimaiden]

Little Bird

Pairing : Talbott Winger X Reader

Genre : Fluff

Word count : 587

Warnings : reader is sick (sore throat, stuffy nose), reader is a bird animagus too

A/N : i know there are potions to cure common sickness just let me have this </3 also dont ask me how tal get into your dorm

You were miserable.

Your throat wasn't as sore per say, but you felt an uncomfortable sensation when you swallowed your saliva or ate food. And your nose? Well, it was so stuffy you could hardly breathe. You peeked out your tongue to wet your extremely dry and chapped lips since you were forced to breathe through your mouth. You sighed and clinged the purple handkerchief even tighter in your palm, about to fall into yet another nap when you heard a soft knock at the door.

You sighed yet again and pushed your sluggish form off the bed, and walked to the door to open it.

The door revealed Talbott in a brown flannel jacket and a pair of jeans. He held a paper bag in his hand. When he met your eyes, his entire face softened. You suddenly felt aware of your disheveled state, messy hair and all, but you were pulled out of your thoughts when a low voice called your name.

"Hm?" you answered quicky, grimacing when you heard your hoarse voice after not using it for quite some time. You cleared your throat and gestured Talbott to come into your dorm room. You sat back on the bed with a soft thump, rubbing your eyes as he closed the door behind him, and took his place on your left.

"How are you feeling, love?" he asked, his right hand reaching behind you to rub slow circles on your warm and clothed back, soothing you.

"Like shit." you joked, as an attempt to lighten up the mood. You leaned onto his shoulder, and he held you tighter.

"Did you have your medicines on time?" he whispered, his plush lips leaving featherlight kisses on your hairline. You nodded, shutting your eyes as you reveled in the feeling of Talbott's hand rubbing up and down on your arm.

Suddenly he completely pulled away, prompting your eyes to snap open. He was reaching into the paper bag. You caught a glimpse of grey but then he placed an object onto your lap.

It was an oval-shaped owl plushie, it was almost like a pillow, and it was really really soft. You gasped and smiled as you turned to look at Talbott- but he was already staring at you, anticipating your reaction.

"Tal! I-" you squeezed the plushie,it was so soft!

Talbott smiled at your antics, his hand moving to brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear.

"Do you like it, birdie?" he bit his lip, he already knew the answer but he needs to hear you say it in words.

"Tal, I love it! It's so adorable," you assured him, arms reaching out to give his torso a squeeze.

"Thank you Talbott." you whispered, head leaning on his shoulder as you hugged him tighter. You wish you could stay like this forever.

"I know you can't smell it now, but | sprayed a little of my cologne onto it so you'll have a part of me when you miss me- I know it's weird l'm sorry this is weird I-" Talbott started rambling, but he stopped when you cupped the both sides of his face with your hands. You smiled at him sweetly, which prompted him to let out a relaxed exhale, and you kissed his cheek.

“I love it Tal, I love you,” you assured him, your eyes boring into his sweet amber ones, as he held your right hand tighter to his face, and kissed it.

“I love you too, little bird”

Reblogs and feedback are appreciated :)

#talbott winger x reader #talbott winger #hphm talbott #hphm #harry potter #clearing stuff from my hp blog teehee #talbott

[tommyswhorecrux]

Little Bird

Pairing: Talbott Winger x reader

Genre: Fluff/Comfort

Word count: 587

Warnings: reader is sick (sore throat, stuffy nose), reader is a bird animagus too :)

A/N: i know there must be potions to cure common sickness just let me have this </3 also dont ask me how tal got into your dorm

You were miserable.

Your throat wasn’t as sore per say, but you felt an uncomfortable sensation when you swallowed your saliva or ate food. And your nose? Well, it was so stuffy you could hardly breathe. You peeked out your tongue to wet your extremely dry and chapped lips since you were forced to breathe through your mouth. You sighed and clinged the purple handkerchief even tighter in your palm, about to fall into yet another nap when you heard a soft knock at the door.

You sighed yet again and pushed your sluggish form off the bed, and walked to the door to open it.

The door revealed Talbott in a brown flannel jacket and a pair of jeans. He held a paper bag in his hand. When he met your eyes, his entire face softened. You suddenly felt aware of your disheveled state, messy hair and all, but you were pulled out of your thoughts when a low voice called your name.

“Hm?” you answered quicky, grimacing when you heard your hoarse voice after not using it for quite some time. You cleared your throat and gestured Talbott to come into your dorm room. You sat back on the bed with a soft thump, rubbing your eyes as he closed the door behind him, and took his place on your left.

“How are you feeling, love?” he asked, his right hand reaching behind you to rub slow circles on your warm and clothed back, soothing you.

“Like shit,” you joked, as an attempt to lighten up the mood. You leaned onto his shoulder, and he held you tighter.

“Did you have your medicines on time?” he whispered, his plush lips leaving featherlight kisses on your hairline. You nodded, shutting your eyes as you reveled in the feeling of Talbott’s hand rubbing up and down on your arm.

Suddenly he completely pulled away, prompting your eyes to snap open. He was reaching into the paper bag. You caught a glimpse of grey but then he placed an object onto your lap.

It was an oval-shaped owl plushie, it was almost like a pillow, and it was really really soft. You gasped and smiled as you turned to look at Talbott- but he was already staring at you, anticipating your reaction.

“Tal! I-” you squeezed the plushie,it was so soft! Talbott smiled at your antics, his hand moving to brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear.

“Do you like it, birdie?” he bit his lip, he already knew the answer but he needs to hear you say it in words.

“Tal, I love it! It’s so adorable,” you assured him, arms reaching out to give his torso a squeeze.

“Thank you Talbott,” you whispered, head leaning on his shoulder as you hugged him tighter. You wish you could stay like this forever.

“I know you can’t smell it now, but I sprayed a little of my cologne onto it so you’ll have a part of me when you miss me- I know its weird I’m sorry this is weird I-” Talbott started rambling, but he stopped when you cupped the both sides of his face with your hands. You smiled at him sweetly, which prompted him to let out a relaxed exhale, and you kissed his cheek.

“I love it Tal, I love you,” you assured him, your eyes boring into his sweet amber ones, as he held your right hand tighter to his face, and kissed it.

“I love you too, little bird.”

#talbott winger x reader #tal my birb boi #harry potter #hogwarts mystery

[ofeliathepuffskein]

Heyyy I'm still alive!! Almost year 5 and still in love with Talbott 🥰

#harry potter #hufflepuff #hogwarts #hogwats mystery #the wizarding world of harry potter #talbott winger x reader #talbott winger x mc #talbott winger #ravenclaw #slytherin #gryffindor

[twlibrary]

Talbott Winger and Jacob's sister from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are two exceptional individuals who have demonstrated exemplary skill and determination throughout their years at the magical institution. With unprecedented talents and a relentless drive to uphold justice and protect the wizarding world, it comes as no surprise that both of them have chosen to pursue a career as Aurors following their graduation.

Talbott Winger, known for his expertise in magical creatures and his unwavering loyalty to his friends, has always exhibited a keen sense of justice and a strong moral compass. These qualities, coupled with his impressive magical abilities, make him an ideal candidate for the prestigious and demanding role of an Auror. Talbott's deep understanding of magical creatures will undoubtedly serve him well in his new profession, allowing him to navigate complex situations with skill and finesse.

On the other hand, Jacob's sister is no stranger to challenges and adversity, having faced numerous trials and tribulations during her time at Hogwarts. Despite the hardships she has endured, she has emerged as a resilient and determined individual, ready to take on the responsibilities that come with being an Auror. Her dedication to fighting dark forces and protecting the innocent makes her a valuable asset to the Auror department, where her courage and strength will be put to the test on a regular basis.

As Aurors, Talbott Winger and Jacob's sister will be at the forefront of combating dark wizards and maintaining peace within the wizarding community. Their training and experience at Hogwarts have prepared them well for the dangers and challenges that lie ahead, equipping them with the necessary skills to handle even the most formidable adversaries. With their combined talents and unwavering dedication to the cause, there is no doubt that they will excel in their roles and make significant contributions to the wizarding world.

In conclusion, the decision of Talbott Winger and Jacob's sister to become Aurors is a testament to their courage, determination, and selflessness. With their passion for justice and their commitment to protecting others, they are destined to make a lasting impact in the fight against dark forces. Hogwarts is proud to have nurtured such exceptional individuals, and the wizarding world can rest assured knowing that they have two formidable Aurors sworn to defend and uphold the principles of good.

#hphm #talbott winger x reader #hphm headcanons #talbott winger #hp hogwarts mystery #hogwarts

[unabashednightmarepizza]

ೃ⁀➷SUMMER CELEBRATION 🏖

Dating Talbott Winger Includes

Saving Grace ( Regulus Black x Fem!Reader)

My Cat In Disguise( Regulus Black x GN!Reader)

There Is No Use In Lying (Merula Snyde x GN!Reader)

I Will Rescue You( Charlie Weasley x GN!Reader)

First Date Shenanigans( Charlie Weasley x Fem!Reader)

The Moments That Made Us, Us( Charlie Weasley x Reader)

#talbott x reader #talbott winger x reader #talbott winger imagine #hogwarts mystery imagine #regulus black x female reader #regulus x reader #regulus black x reader #merula x jacob's sibling #merula x reader #merula snyde x reader #merula snyde x mc #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley x mc #charlie weasley x jacob's sibling

[ninamitoo]

Fleeting Touches

I’m happy to annouce that this is a request from C / Jasmine UwU on Archieve of our own for my story Detention.

omfg. I need a part 2 for their free time. Please, take your time I really love this ToT

So here it is! This story is a sequel to Detention. It’s a 

very 

detailed 

smut 

ノ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ノ 

but I still tried to make it soft since it's their first time. So if reading about s*x is something you don't like (or reading about hard s*x is for you), than this story isn’t for you😂 feel free to skip this story. I’m sure we’ll see each other at a different time with a different story. ^^

You have been warned!

As always, the picture used below is my doing.

wordcount: 2940

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And just so you know - this is my first smut so I felt incredibly shy and weird while writing this.

After you came out of the unsuccessful - or, on the contrary, very fruitful - detention, silence reigned between you and Talbott. You were too embarrassed to look at your boyfriend with whom you have been for three years and you could tell he was as well.

While you have become more explicit with each other during this year you have never come so close to... Well... This was the first time you experienced anything like passionate foreplay. You could still feel the wetness in your panties and your heart was pounding with thrill.

You already knew Talbott too well to know that if you didn't talk about it now, you probably wouldn't get to it again. And if so, it would be even more complicated.

“Um, Talbott? Do you have a minute to talk about all of this? About what just happened?” Your voice was steady and you were very glad for it. You didn't want to transfer any of your nervousness to Talbott for fear that he would shut down on you.

He stopped dead in his track but slowly inclined his head in a yes. “Although, could we go to some more private place? Please.” You heard the muffled raspiness in his tone that appeared every time he doubted your relationship. 

"Of course." You agreed for now and swallowed your next words. There will be time for those later. "Where would you like to go?"

“My room, perhaps? The Ravenclaw tower is for most parts vacant during this hour.” You saw no reason to disagree, so you set off on your journey in silence. Talbott led the way even though you knew exactly where to go, nevertheless, you followed him wordlessly. 

Talbott was the first to speak in a long time when he realized you wouldn't be alone in his room: “Hey Andre. Could you give us a minute to talk?” The style wizard looked up from his fashion magazine and looked from Talbott's flushed face to yours. A smug, knowing grin appeared on his face while he stood up and placed one of his hands on Talbott’s and yours shoulder. 

“Clearly. I was just thinking it was time for a little quidditch training. I estimate I'll be back in about an hour and a half.” You knew it was a lie - he never went for practice this late. He gives you a wink as he walks through the door and gives Talbott a thumbs up with a quiet "Good luck!" 

“Thanks, mate.” Your boyfriend answers and once Andre is gone, he leads you to his bed where you both sit down. Suddenly, the heavy atmosphere lingering overhead was filled with awkwardness. “Uh, so...” You begin, but immediately close your mouth again because you are not sure how to continue. 

“So..?” The young man next to you imitates you and you understand that he is waiting for your reaction. “Umm,” you start again but this time you take a quick breath to keep going. “That was really embarrassing huh?“ You internally facepalm yourself. Way to start a conversation about possibly making love...

Talbott's almost furrowed brows in confusion at the sudden turn of the conversation reinforces the idea that this was not a good start. 

“That's not what I originally wanted to say,” you admitted, wrapping one of your arms around your torso to try calm yourself down. He can see how uneasy you are and in attempt to calm you down a little, he gently pets your head just like he did many times before. Every time he does it, you are reminded of how much he actually cares for you and a happy smile appears on your face. You adore it when he is affectionate like this, you feel loved and safe. Even before you realise it, you are leaning into his touch and you miss how his troubled look evaporated into pleased.

“I liked it you know,” you confess in a whisper and squeeze his warm hand in yours. You can feel him stiffen in shock. “You did?” He asks in disbelief, and it freezes you how much he doubts himself. 

“More than you know. I... I wanted to try something like this with you for a long time, but I wasn't sure if you wanted it too...“

“Uh,” he says, because he knows that you’ve said something but his mind is all scrambled, as his wild imagination began to surface all his dreams of you in perverted positions, and he can’t figure out what it was. “Um, what?”

“I said,” you repeat slowly, “I want to do it. With you.” His mind goes on overload as your words sink in. Did you really just said that or is his mind playing tricks on him? He can't even count how many times he's thought about this and woken up with a hard problem in his underpants. 

“Why didn't you say anything before?” Is his only thought that stops him from realizing all his wild desires.

“I thought you didn't want to do something like that with me, because I thought I’m not appealing enough to you.” He watched as you seemingly defleated into yourself refusing to look at him. Did he really made you doubt yourself so much through his actions? Talbott never thought of himself as brave, but... He wants to be brave and show you how much you’re messing with not only his head.

“You can't even imagine how badly you are driving me crazy. How much I want to touch you and feel you. Do you know how much I think about doing it with you and how hard is it for me to hold back? Andre has been teasing me for not taking action for months.” It takes you a while to comprehend his words and once you do, not only that your heart leaps in happinness, but you finally realize what was hidden behind Andre's gesture. You shift in your position so you could be directly opposite Talbott. 

He hears you exhale softly and then you reach for him, your fingers settling loosely around his neck, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair. “Do you mean it?”

“Yes.” He answers and to show you how sure he is, he pulls you by the back of your head into a passionate kiss. He kisses you hungrily, roughly and for a single moment you are stunned into stillness - but then you are melting into him, your fingers tangling in his hair.

You gently pressed into the center of his chest with your palm and then pushed until he understood and leaned back until his back hit the soft mattress beneath him. You can feel his raged heartbeat in your fingerstips. You bit your bottom lip, looking down at him for a moment as he gazed up at you with foggy eyes, happy in disbelief that this is actually happening.

“A bit too excited, aren't you?” With a playful edge in your voice, you straddle across his hips and sat at his bulge. He was absolutely frozen beneath you for a moment before his arms looped around you.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this. Don't pretend you haven't.” You raise your eyebrows, looking delighted at the provocation. You lean towards him and start to caress his neck with your teeth. In an attempt to make more space for you, he wiggles, accidentally brushing his member against yours clothed knob.

As he feels your breath on his neck, you make a soft little sound and his whole body shivers in response.

His body seems to have been steadily breaking down since the moment you told him you wanted him just like he wants you. He wraps his hands around your bottom and presses you against his pelvis and with a gentle push he indicates you to start moving the same way as last time.

You chuckle against his parted lips. “I think I love this kinky side of you as much as your shy side.” You’re speaking again, but he can hardly hear it over the ringing in his ears. All he can focus on is your clothed pussy rocking against his hard dick.

You look up at him through your lashes and you shifted even closer, your mouth hovering over his lips. He can feel your breath on his skin and your eyes are hard and full of fire. His own desire is reflected in your gaze and he wants to ride on the feeling that he is to blame for this state of yours. He wants you to look at him the way you do now for the rest of your lives: like he's all you ever need. He is done with all the teasing and light touches. Tonight, you'll be his.

You kiss him again and he deepened your connection immediately, kissing you like he was starving for your touch, for the feeling of you against him. He shivered when you giggle, capturing his bottom lip in your teeth and squeezing teasingly.

He flips you over, hovering above you like a predator, his eyes roaming all over your body. A quiet sigh escapes you when you see him like this. 

He is sexy as hell. 

All you want right now is to feel him inside you, his cock filling you like nothing else matter. Your panties got embarrassingly wet at the thought of his body clinging to yours in accelerating pace of his penis hitting your core.

“I’m done with the teasing, princess.” His words sounded like a growl and you tensed up under him in anticipation. Talbott’s hands drop to your shirt and deftly unbuttons all the buttons. His touch is feather like and you crave more. “You don't have to be so careful.” You tell him and in reassurance you began to undress him yourself. You had no idea where such lust came from in you.

You slide your hand down, feeling his toned abs and start undoing his belt. Talbott breaks your kiss just to latch his teeth onto your neck and you moan when he finds your sweet spot. He smirks to himself and he started paying even more attention to your neck as his hands greedily explored your exposed body.

You finally get his belt off, unzipping his pants and tugging down his boxers. His cock springs out, hard and wet at his tip and your brain stops working. He is way larger than you imagined and you couldn't process how he could push all his length inside you.

“What's wrong?” You hear Talbott mutter and only now you realize that you had to stare at him for a long time without a single movement. “Nothing but... You're huge.” You confess and wrap your hand around his root - your fingers touch each other only at the tips of your fingertips. 

Talbott laughs lightly. When he felt you stiffen under him, he was afraid that he had messed something up, or that you didn't like what you saw. He was glad that it was the exact opposite. “Do you want to touch him?”

“Yes.”

Without hesitation, you make him change position and you sit between his spread legs. You wrap your palm around his tip and pull the foreskin down. Talbott lets out a long moan and encouraged by his reaction, you repeat your previous move again. “Like this?” You ask him and do it again and again.

“You can - you can hold him tighter. And go faster.” He answers through ragged breaths and you immediately do what he asked you to. His response is immediate and loud. 

You collected saliva in your mouth, bringing your head to his pulsing erection. You quickly look up at him to see if he is on board and when you see the unspoken plea in his gaze, you take as much of him as you can into your mouth.

You feel one of his hands slide into your hair - he doesn’t pull nor set the pace. You bob your head back and forth and you can feel your gag reflex when his tip come across your throat. You don't like it and you feel like you are suffocating, but the sight of Talbott is worth it - his head is tiped back against the pillow, his pupils glazed over with pleasure as his chest rose and fell intermittently while one moan after another slipped from his parted lips.

“W-wait...” He breathes out, his hand stopping you midway. “Why? You don’t like it?” You ask, confusion circling in your brain in loops. You thought he was enjoying himself...

“No! That’s not it. It feels so good I think I’m loosing myself... I feel like I'll cum any second.” And it was true. He felt like a million fireworks were set off in one place and he’s teetering at the edge of a very long fall.

“Then let me continue-”

“No. I want us to climax together for the first time...” Talbott admits in a low whisper, his shy self coming back. Suddenly he is heavily blushing and avoiding your eyes. You can't help but smile at him, knowing you would do anything to make him pleased.

And just as you want to please him, he wants to help you feel that delicious ecstasy. You fight the urge to cover yourself when he eyes your dripping pussy, and he settles his palms on your thights, spreading them even more. 

“You look absolutely gorgeous honey... Even better than I imagined.” Talbott murmurs, dragging his nails against the inside of your legs and you shiver. Your name falls from his lips lovingly, his gaze dragging up your form and your heaving chest to lock eyes with you. 

“I love you.” 

That one phrase was uttered for the first time and your heart happily danced in your chest as you pulled his lips to yours. “I love you too, Talbott.”

As you were sharing a slow kiss which perfectly portrayed your love for each other, Talbott's hand slowly run his index finger along your slit until he found your swollen nub. Pressing on it, he traced circles, causing you to gasp out his name. He loved seeing you like this - after all the wet dreams of you he finally could have you, could fulfill all his desires about how many different ways to make love to you. To make you feel so good, that you would be whining for more.

You flinch when his tongue glides over your clit, while he inserts one of his fingers inside you. It feels so good you couldn't keep still, rocking your hips against his head while moaning loudly. Your body trembles in pleasure when he adds second finger, curling them both up to hit your sensitive spot making you gasps in sweet relief. 

“You are so beautiful my love,” he scissors his fingers inside you the best he can, taking notes of your every reaction so that he could make you feel even better the next time you'll allow him to touch you.

He is fingering you while adding another finger when his tongue finds the motion that gets you of to a different universe. It's at that time, when you feel a building pressure around the place of your urethra, you stop him. 

He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, a pride filling his chest when he saw your disheveled state. 

“You can go in...” You manage to get out of you through your rapid breaths. You feel like you just finished a marathon.

“Are you sure?” He asks you to make sure you are really okay with proceeding further, and when you nod tiredly, he licks all your liquid off his fingers and reaches for his wand, noticing how good you taste. With a quick spell he summons a condom and you watch him fight with the thin protection while he tries to put it on. You can't help yourself but think how cute he is when he is clumsy.

He positions himself between you and this time, you open your legs for him. He guides the tip of his cock to your opening and pushes gently. It wasn't terrible at first, but with each extra millimeter it started to hurt more and more. Talbott always gave you as much time as you needed and only when you nodded did he push in a little deeper. Fortunately, after a few gentle and slow thrusts you started to get used to his size and the pain soon gave way to pleasure.

You could feel him twitching inside you in time to your moans and that made you more turned on then you imagined you could possibly be. Yours heavy moans mixed with the squishy sounds of his balls hitting your asscheek, filled the air with perverted atmosphere. You clench, needy for more friction and when he groans in appreciation you feel more horny than before. Hearing his pleasurable moans gets you high much faster than just hearing your own.

You wiggle, whereby you adjust your position slightly, but that is still enough for Talbott to start hitting different spot, going much deeper and repeatedly aiming to that one place. 

You arch your back in a rush of new pleasure and as Talbott quickens his pace you feel yourself falling over the edge of the cliff. As your sweet, sweet juice burst on him he felt enormously happy, your walls clenching around him helped him to ride together with you on a wave of delightful height.

There’s nothing holding him together anymore. The edges of him have blurred into you and yours into his. His whole world, his whole existence consists of your scent and your body against his and your words which are telling him that you love him.

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[thatfancygirlinblack]

Hearts over brooms

pansy parkinson x reader

reader is Ravenclaw and female (she/her pronouns)

warning : very mild profanity (maybe not, my memory fails me, darling)

pure fluff

the library

word count ;; 2.6k

The new Ravenclaw Chaser has caught Pansy's eye

"Who's that?"

Pansy pointed at the blue dot hovering over the Quidditch pitch, lost in a sea of similarly coloured teammates. It was windy, which made her eyes well up, and the person was too far away to make out her features. But Pansy had studied the Ravenclaw Quidditch team before and recognised them easily — except for that girl.

Not that she was a big Quidditch fan, actually. Draco was, though, and she liked to help him out with intel. Besides, Ravenclaw was excellent; probably better than Slytherin, if she had to be honest. They'd previously won against the two other houses and this was the match that determined their ultimate fate.

It was strange that they'd change up a member in the midst of winning the Quidditch Finals. It was a bad strategy. One of them had to be sick — but she knew everything! How come she hadn't heard of that?

"Who?" Daphne, leaning against Pansy's shoulder to get a better view, squinted her eyes at the Ravenclaw team. They still hovered over the air, waiting for the game to start. "I can't see who you're pointing at, Pans."

She pursed her lips, pointing with more vigour. "That one. In the middle. Next to Sarah Talbott."

Daphne blinked, slightly confused. Sarah Talbott was the Keeper, and taller than anyone on that team. The one Pansy was supposedly pointing at, not so much. It was really hard to see from such a distance.

"I think it's the new Chaser," Daphne said after some thought. "Their best one yet, if you trust the rumours. Can't remember the name, though. Something like... Jone... John…"

"Johnson?" Pansy said in a breath.

Daphne's face instantly lit up as she clapped her hands together. "Yes, that's right, it was Johnson! Y.n Johnson."

Pansy felt like she could melt through the seat. No way! You were the Chaser, and she didn't even know?

"Wait," she said, the nervousness in her tone not going unseen by Daphne, "Do you really mean Y.n Johnson as in the most beautiful girl of our class? The one who sits next to me in Transfiguration?"

Daphne, with all of her candid energy, sweetly laughed. "Well, I wouldn't call her the most beautiful girl of our class, but yes, it's her."

She immediately coughed in embarrassment. "I mean, that's just how the Ravenclaws call her," Pansy said, "You know how they are when one of them doesn't look like an absolute nerd."

"Uh-huh. Sure, Pans. Whatever you say."

"Oh, shut up." And her cheeks rivalled an Australian forest fire. "Why didn't she tell me?"

Daphne shrugged. "Maybe because you're mean? Y.n is no angel, but she looks like one next to you. Now come on, the game's starting."

Pansy couldn't believe her ears. She knew she was mean, but to the point that you, the one she secretly liked, wouldn't tell her such big news like getting on the Quidditch team? Impossible.

Her thoughts, however offended, were blown away by a cold breeze and Madame Hooch's sharp whistle that threw all players into immediate movement. Instinctively, her eyes fell onto your form.

Being a Chaser was probably the hardest position out of all Quidditch could offer. It meant going at very high speeds, being unpredictable, and enduring hard clashes with members of the opposing team. And Pansy knew how Slytherin played — like absolute jerks.

Yet, despite the many setbacks present during the match, such as the strong wind or occasional rogue bludger, you soared through the skies effortlessly. From afar, your form seemed to make one with your broom, escaping through the most narrow of openings, cleverly avoiding the Slytherin Chasers hot on your tail.

The Quaffle remained mostly in your hands as you steadily advanced towards the hoops. Pansy bit her lip in apprehension; was that Montague catching up? Her breath hitched when he swung into you, and the Quaffle almost fell out of your hands; however, a quick swerve to the side and you were back on track.

And then, you scored.

Cheers erupted from the Ravenclaw seats as the announcer attributed 1O points to your team. Pansy had to hold back with all her willpower not to stand up and applaud as well.

The game went on. The rumours were undeniable in her eyes; you really were the best Ravenclaw Chaser. It seemed that you made one with air, faster than anyone else, the most accurate scorer too.

But the highlight of the match — for Pansy, at least — came when the Golden Snitch was finally spotted. Strangely enough, she suddenly didn't care to watch Draco move and begin a chase; all she could look at was you.

And you were there to look back at her.

Well, maybe not look at her specifically, but Pansy saw how your eyes darted to the Slytherin stands.

It was another rough round with (literally) bloody Montague that wouldn't stop trailing you around the field. Evidently, he sought some kind of revenge, and you weren't giving him any opportunities for that. Still, he tried his best to get the Quaffle from your hands and send you plummeting to the ground.

In an effort to avoid his painful jabs, you did a half-circle around the field, conveniently passing right in front of Pansy. You locked gazes at that moment, and she swore she saw you smile, sparkles in your eyes. But maybe it was just the wind, or your tears reflecting the lights.

Whatever it was, it seemed to double your motivation, and you increased in speed, scoring a few seconds later. This time, she couldn't help but crack an enormous grin.

Pansy wanted to believe that it was she who had given you just enough strength to win; that it was her words that had made you smile. That it was how she mouthed 'you can do it' that ultimately made you win the round, and as a result, the entire game.

Ravenclaw was ahead by so many points that even when Draco caught the snitch, Slytherin did not win the Quidditch Cup. And instead of booing, Pansy smiled, watching as you stepped forward to receive the prize, how you rose into the air, indulging in that sweet victory.

"I think you're in love," Daphne said. They were back in the common room, around the fireplace. The atmosphere was heavy from the recent loss, and most had retrieved to their dorms, sulking.

Pansy exhaled sharply, taking a sip of her warm tea. "I've said it a thousand times, Daph. I stopped liking Draco in our third year."

Daphne shook her head. "That's not what I meant." She glanced at her friend then at her hands, picking her nails that were as white as fresh snow. "I saw how you were looking at her. Johnson."

"I don't love her." The lie which Pansy truly believed tasted sour on her tongue, and suddenly her heart constricted.

"I think you do," Daphne continued. This time she made sure to stare into Pansy's eyes, watching without judgement the turmoil that slowly began to brew within. "I'm your friend, you know. I realised it a while ago, even if you didn't."

Pansy shook her head, her throat abnormally dry. And that tea only seemed to make it drier. For a moment, she opened and closed her mouth without any words falling out. Then, slowly, she gathered a sentence. "I can't love her, Daph." It was barely a whisper.

"Why not? She's pretty, a Ravenclaw, generally kind to you."

Too kind, Pansy thought bitterly. You always smiled when she came to sit next to you in Transfiguration, you always answered her questions, and together you worked very well. It was partly why McGonagall had chosen to keep those same seats all those years ago, and Pansy was never more grateful.

But, you were kind to everyone. There was no way you liked her back; or else you would've told her you were on the Quidditch team.

Daphne seemed to read through her frown. "You can always try, you know," she said. "And get those feelings out a bit."

"I can't!" Pansy screeched, earning her a few disapproving looks which she dismissed with an equally biting glare. "I can't," she repeated, quieter this time, "We're an impossible couple, Daph. And... I'm scared of what she might say."

Daphne sighed, shaking her head. "She won't say anything, Pans, come on. You know it. So get your act together and go confess."

"Why are you pushing me?"

She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Because it annoys me to see you infatuated with her when she's clearly waiting for you to make a move!"

Pansy looked at her friend in shock. "You're lying."

"I'm not!" Daphne audibly groaned. "And you better do it tonight before someone else asks her out. I've heard Montague planned something."

This made Pansy spring up and almost choke on her own saliva. "Bloody Montague," she said through gritted teeth, "I knew he was up to something."

"Then go," Daphne said, pushing her towards the door.

Pansy nodded, suddenly overtaken by a wave of burning resolve, and quickly exited the common room. The dungeons were quite cold at night, but thankfully she knew her way around from being a Prefect. She'd also patrolled around Ravenclaw Tower before, which enabled her from getting there much quicker than she initially expected.

Once she'd gone up a very long flight of stairs, out of breath, she watched the eagle guarding the door come to life. Merlin, she thought, I forgot they have such a system. Pansy wasn't good with riddles.

In its deep, hollow voice, the eagle spoke: "I can travel around the world while staying in one room. What am I?"

She gulped, realising that this was even harder than she expected. "I— don't know," she breathed out, almost in tears. "I'm going to confess tonight, just let me through."

"Who are you going to confess to?"

The foreign voice startled her for a split second, until she realised that it was a voice she knew quite well. Very well, even. It was yours.

Indeed, you were standing behind her, having appeared almost out of nowhere. She couldn't help but notice how ethereal you looked, in a blue dress she'd never seen before. It suited you better than anything else. You looked irresistible.

"Pansy?" you said, coming closer to look at her, "Are you alright?"

She snapped out of her awe-struck state, realising that she was staring. "Yes," she whispered, clearly embarrassed.

You nodded and bit your lower lip, which Pansy knew you liked to do when you thought. "Montague confessed a few minutes ago," you said.

Her breath caught in her throat. "Did you say yes?" The words were hard to utter, sticky like the fears that could be coming true.

You maintained a straight face, basking in silence, until her distraught expression made you erupt into a fit of giggles. "No, who do you take me for!" And all tension disappeared from Pansy's pretty face.

"I was going to bash you for saying yes, actually," she admitted. Bash myself, more like, she added internally. "Thank Merlin you have taste."

You laughed again, oblivious to how your happy smile made Pansy shiver. Such a bizarre feeling it was, love; she simultaneously felt depressed and alarmingly cheerful just by being by your side.

"Actually," you said once you'd calmed down, "I wanted someone else to confess to me." Again, those sparkles in your eyes; as if the Universe was reflected in your expressive orbs. Pansy could gaze at the stars within for hours.

But she didn't have the heart for that; right now, her heart was being shattered. "Who?" she asked, and even though she tried really hard to maintain an even expression, she couldn't help the slight tugging of her lips downwards.

You noticed her growing scowl, and put a hand on her shoulder. She shivered at the touch, the warmth of your palm radiating through her entire body. Oh, how she wished you could touch her more. How she wished she could touch you back. But you didn't like her that way.

"Guess," you said after a long silence.

She gulped, feeling the imminent end of everything she cherished — your smile, the tiny friendship you shared, you as a whole. "I'm bad at guessing."

You were inching closer by now, placing your second hand on her shoulder, and Pansy would've probably exploded from happiness if it wasn't for the dread of hearing a name that wouldn't be hers. "I'll give you a hint," you whispered.

She wouldn't look at you, and stared instead at your collarbone. She really liked your collarbone. It was pretty, well-shaped and elegant. Pansy always wanted to trace its shape with her fingers.

"It's someone I see a lot in Transfiguration. With nice hair and beautiful eyes and... very nice lips." You blushed upon saying that, glancing down at your feet.

"I don't know," Pansy whispered, and her lower lip quivered from the pain of heartbreak which she was actively awaiting.

"Really?" you asked in disbelief, and she nodded. She couldn't think straight anyway. So, you caved in. "Pansy, it's you."

And the world broke; time came to a screeching halt and everything other than you two stopped moving. "What?"

"It's you," you repeated, until suddenly you weren't so confident any more. Yet, you ploughed through, facing her confused stare with as much integrity as you could muster. "It has always been you, actually. I— well, for one, I think you're cool. You're pretty and your voice is nice and you're so funny. Also you listen to me, you hardly ever interrupt me when I speak and you're always attentive to what I do. I like your personality, you're easy-going when you want to be despite the harsher image you project, and you're very sweet with me."

You bit your lip once the horrible vomit of words you'd spewed at her was finished. Her expression was unreadable, until she suddenly broke into a flimsy smile. One that really made your heart ache from its beauty.

"I wanted to confess, you know," she said. "But I guess you didn't let me."

It felt like the happiest day of your life, the feeling mirrored by your wide grin that made creases appear next to your eyes. "You don't know how happy I am. Can I... kiss you?"

"Please do." And she leaned in.

The kiss you shared was tender and soft; your hands tangled themselves in her hair while hers carefully drew the outline of your collarbone which you found to be quite ticklish. You only broke away once you couldn't contain your giggles.

"Sorry, that tickles," you said, regaining your breath.

Pansy grinned, purposefully doing it again, earning her an adorable squeal. "Oh," you exclaimed, remembering something, "Do you mind entering the common room with me? I have a gift for you."

"A gift?"

You sent her a wink. "Why do you think I joined the Quidditch team?" She blinked, not fully understanding what you were getting at. So, you explained. "I won the Quidditch Cup for you, dummy. I wanted to confess to you right after, but you were already gone."

Pansy looked at you with wide eyes, not believing her ears. "You mean... That's why you didn't tell me about it?"

You hummed. "Yeah. You're not mad, are you? That I kept it a secret."

"I couldn't be even if I wanted." And she planted a kiss on your cheek. "Use it as an opportunity to tell everyone you're mine now."

You laughed into her lips as she leaned in for a peck, wallowing in her soft touch. "Oh, I will, Pansy. Now everyone will know that the prettiest girl of our class is dating me."

"And only you," she whispered.

There had never been a wider grin on your face. "And only me."

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[sailorwritesstuff]

*the gang roughed up by an adventure. *

Merula: are they ok? they look like shit

Rowan: AYE. don't talk about my partners like that.

Rowan: what happened? you look like shit.

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[domaslut]

Felix would be so proud of Mc. She’s spending all her books on dragons to make his dream come true… She is like “Wake up, little dragon, it’s time to surprise my soon to be husband!”.

So, Felix, babe, be ready for Mc and her army of dragons. Buy her a ring, she deserves it.

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