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enha-doodles · 9 days

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slytherin boys reacting to their darling being from Ravenclaw?👀

SLYTHERIN GUY'S REACTION TO YOU BEING IN RAVENCLAW | ✧⁺。

Pairing : (Mattheo , Tom , Theodore, Lorenzo , Draco) x reader

Note : tysm for requesting i hope you like it , Hufflepuff is next 🕺🏻🕺🏻

Warning : not proofread, my jokes lmao

MATTHEO RIDDLE

Being with Mattheo is like living in a perpetual comedy sketch. Every time you dazzle him with your Ravenclaw wit, he can't help but playfully roll his eyes and joke about feeling like a first-year struggling with a broomstick. "Seriously, babe, how do you do it?" he'd exclaim, his amusement clear in his eyes. "You've got more brainpower than a room full of Hogwarts professors, and here I am, struggling to remember which potion turns a mouse into a snuffbox."

Despite his self-deprecating humor, you can see the genuine admiration in his eyes, knowing that he's completely smitten with your cleverness. And hey, if being the smart one in the relationship means you get to see that adorable look of amazement on his face, then maybe being a Ravenclaw isn't so bad after all.

TOM RIDDLE

Tom, on the other hand, is a different story altogether. With his competitive nature and Slytherin pride, he can't stand the thought of being outsmarted by anyone, especially his own girlfriend. Every time you happen to know something he doesn't, he's quick to brush it off with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Oh, so you think you're the expert now, do you?" he'll say, a hint of annoyance creeping into his voice. "Just remember who's supposed to be the genius in this relationship."

Despite his competitive edge, you can't help but find it amusing how seriously he takes it all. After all, who knew that trivia night with your boyfriend would turn into a high-stakes battle for intellectual supremacy?

THEODORE NOTT

Theodore, on the other hand, couldn't be more different. He absolutely adores your cleverness, finding your sassy remarks and witty banter completely irresistible. "My darling beauty with brains," he'll say, flashing you a charming smile. "You keep me on my toes, love, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

With Theodore, every conversation feels like a game of verbal chess, with each witty comeback and clever remark only adding to the sparks flying between you. And hey, if being a smartass means getting to see that adorable grin on his face, then sign you up for Ravenclaw house forever.

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

Lorenzo, with his laid-back demeanor and sharp sense of humor, finds your intellect both amusing and slightly irritating at times. "Do you ever turn that brain off, or is it just permanently stuck in overdrive?" he'll tease, though there's a fondness in his eyes that tells you he wouldn't have it any other way.

Despite his occasional annoyance, you know that he secretly loves your quick wit and sharp mind, even if it means enduring the occasional eye roll or sarcastic remark.

DRACO MALFOY

And then there's Draco, the epitome of Slytherin arrogance and charm. While he may grumble about your Ravenclaw intelligence, secretly, you know he's secretly impressed by your cleverness. "Bloody hell, can't you dumb it down a bit ?" he'll joke, though there's a hint of genuine awe in his tone. "But hey, I guess it's better than having a girlfriend who thinks Quidditch is a type of biscuit."

With Draco, every conversation feels like a battle of wits, with each snarky remark and witty comeback only adding to the undeniable chemistry between you. And while he may be a bit of a brat at times, you wouldn't have him any other way. After all, what's a little friendly rivalry between Slytherin sweethearts?

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dynsdiary · 4 months

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━━ dating draco malfoy

pairing : draco malfoy x reader

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── ★˚ ༘ ⋆ dating draco malfoy would be the childhood best friends to lovers trope (for me), how both of your parents adored the idea of you guys being a couple since a child, running through a field full of flowers, being shipped on by people around you but shaking it off and deny it every time, draco being protective over you and the only one who he likes being with at hogwarts, who is vulnerable around you, who is buying you a book and writing a note on the first page, who would spoil you with gifts just because and would be a better person for you. i just know narcissa would thrilled when she first found out that you guys are dating and insist on having tea time or girl's day with her (shopping, tasting sweet pastry, trying new tea, more jewellery) and is showing an album of photos of draco since he was a baby until his teen years and draco would be EMMBARASSED SO MUCH. study dates, skip classes just to have a quality time tgt, gives the best hugs, will comfort you if you're sad (the best listener), GOOD AT COOKING !! i feel like he would be a sassy bf and his humor is being sarcastic. his love language would be physical touch, quality time & giving gifts. it would take some time for you to touch his arm (where he has the dark mark) again because it is one of his insecurities, he felt ashamed by it but you remind him that he is not like his father and in the end he gave potter the wand. probably would let you colour the dark mark so it doesn't look that miserable and scary. FOREHEADS KISSES, HANDS KISSES, CROWN/TEMPLE KISSES, NECK KISSES, genuinely just kissing. stargazing date for sure and he would be a total nerd and would just be talking about astrology that he knows about and show it to you. give you a teddy with his slytherin scarf. would open the door for you to go in first and be like "lady first" or "you can go first, madam". saturday dinner with narcissa bc lucious is in azkaban (as he should honestly). oh, how lovely would it be helping narcissa with her garden on a sunny yet cloudy sunday with the two of you as you and his kids running around the garden. his favourite time at work is when his duty is finished so he can go home, to you.

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kyhgwts · 10 months

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Please! I beg you! I need more fanfic about Draco with a bunny and innocent reader! It's too perfect to just have a fanfic about it! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠) ❤️✨🌟✨💫✨

Summary: When you’ve been a brat all day because of your pre-heat, and Draco finally snaps and puts you in your place.

WARNING(s): SMUT, Dom!Draco, Sub!Reader, dacryphilla, Spanking, brat!Reader, rough sex, aftercare, AU Hogwarts university (everyone is 18+), (READER IS ABLE TO MAKE HER OWN DECISIONS!! A SAFE WORD IS IN PLACE!!) (the pictures shown are not meant to be what the reader (or Draco) looks like, just the vibe of the story!!)

PAIRING: Draco Malfoy x BunnyHybrid!Reader

You knew you were at the end of Draco’s patience, and sure deep down you felt bad but you couldn’t help it. Pre-heat was hitting you hard, and Draco was there to take it out on.

Your pre-heat was horrible, maybe even worse than your actual heat. It always was a few days to a week before your heat, and it made life a living hell. It made you in a bad mood, tired, needy, and bratty. Sometimes it even made you hungry like hell, but nothing ever sounded good.

Draco knew all about your heat as well as your pre-heat, and you were so thankful to have him. He truly was the sweetest about it, but he also knew when you needed extra help in putting you in your place.

Sometimes he wasn’t always there to help with your heat, and it sucked. But he did try his best, arranging classes when he could. You were always thrilled when your heat landed on a weekend, meaning you had him for two full days to yourself.

Your heat usually lasted for about 3-4 days, maybe even just 2 if you were really lucky. Your heat was just so inconvenient, and you’ve apologized to Draco profusely about putting him in such a situation. He always got mad at you when you apologized though, saying it wasn’t your fault and he doesn’t mind it one bit.

You have had 2 with him, sometimes heats wouldn’t come for months. You were able to communicate a lot better than when him and his friends first found you, you could speak fluently now.

However, you still weren’t that intelligent on sex. Sure you knew the basics of it but you still haven’t understood it all that well. And you were working on that, with a side of Draco’s help.

Your pre-heat had started early this morning and you got annoyed by Draco snoring, SNORING, and you pushed him off you mumbling how you couldn’t sleep with him being so loud. This wasn’t anything to him, you were sassy to say the least. But he knew you were starting your pre-heat, which meant you’d only get worse from here on out.

When he came to his dorm for lunch, you got mad that he didn’t get you the thing you were craving even though you hadn’t told him. A normal, he could deal with it.

But when he came back from school, that’s when it started to escalate. He was laying in bed with you, working on school work while he played with your hair. You groaned pulling away, he gave you a skeptical look.

“UGH! You’ve been scratching the same spot for 5 minutes!” you knew this was out of line, it wasn’t his fault. He just raised an eyebrow as if asking if you were really acting this way.

“Alright i apologize, i’ll try my best to do rotations” he said trying his best to hold back his grin, you glared at him tossing yourself back down grumbling under your breath.

Then while getting ready for bed, when he handed you one of his shirts when you put it on you immediately whined. He took a deep breath looking at you with a displeased expression.

“Why is this shirt so itchy!” you yank it off, throwing it on the ground and making your way to his closet.

“Hey! Don’t throw shit on the ground princess, my patience is thinning with you today.” he says picking up the shirt, making his way towards you.

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have stupid itchy shirts! What the fuck were you thinking when you bought that thing” you say, and he’s stunned. You’ve never cussed, ever.

“Oh wow, okay, you want to act this way huh? Do you want me to punish you is that your problem here?” he asks, leaning down to catch your eye contact.

“You are my problem here.” you whisper challenging him, he lets out a humorless laugh.

“Go.” he says, the tone making you shiver. You knew where he meant by “go” it was obvious. You huff out a frustrated breath, stomping you way to the bed.

“Wow very mature of you” he called out following you. You roll your eyes, climbing into the bed.

Before you can even make yourself comfortable, he’s on top of you. Pushing your hands above your head, he glared down at you.

“Pre-heat hitting you hard or what princess, huh? what’s your deal? You’ve had a rotten attitude all day.” He says, you just make a sour face at him.

“No, you are just extra annoying today” you spat, you knew you crossed a line but how could you not when he was so hot while he was mad.

“Oh, alright then i guess i’ll just leave you to sleep then yeah?” he says pulling away, you groan out a frustrated cry.

“No!” you whine, he just shakes his head laughing.

“Then what? hm? you want me to fuck that attitude out of you, that’s what you want?” he says, you don’t want to admit it.

“What’s your safe word?” he asks, you mumble it letting him know you wanted this.

He immediately pulls off your shorts and underwear, and slowly taking of his clothes. He settled between your legs, rubbing and caressing your body. He leaned down to kiss your neck, slowly starting to bite it and leave marks.

You arch you back letting out a whimper when his fingers glide through your pussy. He looks up at you shaking his head, it was so easy for him to get you inside your head.

“Do you think you can be a good girl, and maybe i’ll let you come? Think you can make up for your bratty attitude today?” he asks, you nod pleading with soft murmurs.

“Please M’ so sorry! i want to be good, i promise i can be good” you whine, hands grabbing desperately onto his forearms.

“Look at you, already being so polite.” he grins, you nod eyes hopeful.

“But i can’t just let you go that easy now can i?” he says, grabbing your wrists to put you in a sitting position.

“You can’t?” you ask, pout put on your face in hopes he’d take pity. But after the hell you’ve given him today, he’s got none for you.

When he flips you around, pushing your head to the mattress as he pulls up your ass you know you’re done for.

“You count, and if i hear anything but you counting out of the mouth of yours, we’re starting all over again.” he says, you whine hands grasping the sheets under you in a tight hold.

“Understood?” he asks, your head moves against the mattress in a nod.

He rubbed your ass harshly, the first blow causing your mouth to fall open but you keep quiet.

“One” you whisper, eyes slammed shut.

Draco didn’t give you much time before he landed another harsh slap, causing you to bite down on the sheets. His slaps were hard, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t growing wetter by the minute.

“T- Two” you gasp, pushing back into him. He reacts by making the third harder than the last two combined, causing you to whimper. You instantly realize your mistake, sobbing and pleading.

“Your breaking this early? my my princess what a shame” he says, and his words cause your sob to intense.

“I- i didn’t mean to please” you protest sitting up to face him.

“Lay down.” he says, pushing your head back down, you obligate bringing your ass back up.

“Start over.” he says sternly, landing a harsh smack to your ass.

“One” you say softly, and he hums in encouragement.

“How about 10, i’ll give you the benefit of the doubt since your suffering pre-heat.” he says, and you nod vigorously.

He truly was giving you the benefit of the doubt, because the way you had acted today, you’d thought you’d at least get 20.

When you got to number ten, you were deep in a haze. Ass red and sore, eyes filled with tears. You’d let a few sobs out, but he didn’t make you start over. Either Draco didn’t hear or he was being nice.

“You were so good sweetheart” he whispers, mouth so close to your ear as he leans over your spent out body. And you know he’s lying, you did horrible. But he tended to be more lenient since he knew pre-heat was a living hell for you.

He flipped you back over, and you winced when your ass hit the sheets. He almost felt bad, but he knew you liked this, you loved it. That was why he had always had a safe word in place.

When you felt his tip lining up with your entrance, you could cry out of happiness. Draco cursed at how wet you were, he knew spanking got you going but this time it was on a whole new level.

“Oh my sweet girl, you are being starved” he whispers, you whine pulling him down close so you can feel him everywhere.

When he slips in, you whimper, feet pushing into his lower back. Your hand’s immediately go to his hair grabbing handfuls.

“Please” you sob, pushing your hips to him. He takes that as a sign that you’ve been pushed far more than he intended to push you.

He pushed into you fully, making you shout out his name. Your body racks with shivers, lips wobbling.

“Fuck, baby girl” he cursed, starting at a slow pace for you. He’s never seen you this far gone, but he fucking loved it.

When your hands pull at his hair, and your legs lock him in he begins his rough pace you love so much. And you completely fall apart.

“MNUGH” you cry, fingernails raking down his back and leaving marks.

“There we go, sweet girl” he whispers softly, in contrast to his hard thrusts.

You could feel him everywhere, and your mind could only think about him. He knew just how to make you feel good, and he never disappointed you.

His hands slip under your thighs lifting your lower half up, allowing him to push himself in deeper. His skin slapping into you ass, causing the most unholy sounds.

Each hard thrust has you pushed farther and farther in oblivion. His left arm moves under to your lower back, keeping you up while his right hand moves to your clit. This causes you to throw your head back, and your eyes to slam shut.

“Are you going to clean up that act of yours?” he asks, you nod tears steaming down you face.

“I promise!” you cry, sobbing when his thrusts begin to edge you even further.

“You were so mean” he says in a pout, making fun of you. You groan in a frustrated manor, which causes him to slap your clit.

“Don’t you agree?” he asks, cocking his head to the side. When you don’t answer or look at him, he takes his hand from your clit forcing your face to him.

“Look at me. I asked you a question.” he says, you whine opening your eyes.

“Y- yes i- i agree” you mumble, he smirks. Wiping the drool from your face, as well as pushing hair from your face.

“Drayyy” you whine, moving your hips with his thrusts.

“Shhhh, i know, i’m so sorry. But you deserved your punishment. You’ve been pushing me all day” he mumbles voice rough, right into you ear as his hot breath fans your neck. Goosebumps erupt, causing you to shiver.

“I didn’t mean to” you cry, shaking in his hold. You were so close, hanging on the cliff by a finger.

“My poor baby, just wants my attention, didn’t she?” he asks softly lips sucking and kissing your neck, you nod desperately.

You mumble an incoherent string of words, before you spasm in Draco’s hold and cum like you’ve never have before.

“Aw fuck, good girl, there you go” he mumbles, helping you ride out your orgasm as he slowly chases his.

Only then do you realize how wet you feel, looking down you gap at the mess. But you can’t comprehend it for long, before Draco’s letting go in you with a low grunt.

When he stills inside you, and the after sex cuddle session starts you gap at the mess.

“Draco…”

“You squirted” he grinned, you had no idea what that meant, but you sure as hell knew it felt amazing.

You basked in the post-orgasm glow for a while, before Draco makes you get up to take a shower. You protest, but you know there’s no getting out of it.

“Baby, you are sweaty, and sticky. So am i, there’s no way in hell i’m sleeping like this. Come on you’ll feel better after i promise, you always do.” he whispers softly, you obligate following him to the bathroom. Your arms wrapped around him, head leaned onto his back as you trail behind him.

When he starts the shower, he swirls around pulling you off the ground and sitting you on the counter. You immediately lean into him as he stands between your legs, head fallen to the crook of his neck.

When in your heat, you never took showers right after sex because you knew more sex was about to happen within the next hour. But when not in your heat, Draco really makes sure your clean and content after. You wanted to say you hated it, and you did when you had to be dragged out of bed, but he was right when he said you always felt way better after.

He never let you do much, washing your hair and body. All you had to do was occasionally lift up your arms or tip your head back, otherwise you were leant against him.

After, he helps you into some fresh clothes which typically are underwear and a shirt.

“Is that one itchy?” he drawls, and you push him playfully as you grumble. He just laughs, following you towards the freshly made bed.

You make in into the sheets, legs kicking under the sheets in giddiness. After a while of silence, you now straddling him as he lays flat and you have your head on his chest

“I’m sorry for acting like that today” you whisper, the heel of his palm pushing into all parts of your back.

“It’s alright baby, i know the shit you get put through, it sucks” he whispers, and you giggle to yourself which causes him to raise an eyebrow.

“At least i get sex all day” you mumble, he shakes his head as he lets out his own laugh.

“You’re ridiculous” he says, kissing the top of your head.

Ridiculous for him? absolutely.

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avada-imagines · 2 years

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Cedric Diggory x Slytherin Reader Word Count: 2.7k

Summary: Enemies to lovers Cedric Diggory fanfic. A/N: First fanfiction in over 5 years; I hope you enjoy x

It was a cloudy afternoon. Black cloaks glided as the wind carefully pushed the students' robes just slightly behind them. Sounds of laughter and footsteps echoed the dark-colored halls of Hogwarts as students roamed around going from class to class.

On the other hand, I was sitting by a window enjoying the deafening silence of people watching while journaling my thoughts on a piece of parchment paper. Life has been hectic lately as quidditch practice has started. My time is mainly spent studying or in practice. I barely had time for myself, so I started journaling to keep myself as sane as possible.

“y/n! Are you coming to practice today?” My friend Draco Malfoy yelled while walking toward me. “Oh, yeah, I am, just finishing something, and I’ll be there,” I said nonchalantly as I would do anything than go to practice right now. Sometimes I feel like I cannot catch a break. That my life will always be about my studies and quidditch. Sometimes I feel guilty for feeling this way, but sometimes I feel like I’m burning myself out.

Either way, I was not excited about practice. I knew I could not miss it, we have a huge game against Hufflepuff in a few days, and I am determined to score for Slytherin. I gathered my belongings and headed to the quidditch field with Draco. I sometimes wonder why I am friends with this bloke, we are literal opposites, but we’ve been friends since our first year.

I finally reach the girls' locker rooms and quickly change into my quidditch uniform. I am a chaser which allows me to release any anger, stress, and anxiety I have while throwing the quaffle into one of the hoops. I complain a lot about playing quidditch, but deep down, it probably benefits me more than I think despite getting bruises all over my body and constant injuries. – After quidditch practice, I slowly walk the now empty halls of Hogwarts. I can barely keep my eyes open as my body is sore from the tasking practice I just had. As I walked closer to the Slytherin common room, I noticed a tall, lanky figure ahead of me.

'Wait, I know that figure anywhere,’ I thought. It was my enemy, my nemesis, Cedric Diggory.

I don’t know why but that man just annoys me. I can’t tell if it’s his demeanor, voice, or his overall presence. ‘Fuck,’ I muttered as I slowly approached him. ‘Wonder what he has to say today.’ I thought in my head.

“Well don’t you look beautiful today, y/n,” Cedric said in the most sarcastic and snarky way. I would beat this guy up if I wasn't so tired, but I have literally no energy. “Don’t you have shit to do, or are you here to frustrate me, as usual?” I said with full attitude.

“Hmm, let me think. Oh wait, I can tell you’re just coming from practice. Gonna beat me this time, baby?” Cedric said while getting closer to me, taking small steps towards me as he talked.

“We all know you won out of pure luck so don’t brag. Okay, babe?” I said while inching my face to his. I could smell a hint of mint and cologne, which shocked me a bit.

I don’t want to admit that I enjoyed his scent because nothing about him will ever be attractive. I guess this one time, he smelled a little too good.

“Oh and just for the record, I will beat your ass Diggory. This game is mine, got it?” I said with the last ounce of sassiness I had left. “Whatever you say, my love. May the best person win.” Cedric said with a mocking chuckle. God, that guy will forever piss me off.

Finally, I left Cedric’s gaze and continued walking to the Slytherin common room. I could not wait to wash off and go to bed. – Today is game day. Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff. I woke up this morning feeling nervous, excited, anxious and stressed. So many feelings just for one morning. However, this is an important day. I need to redeem myself and lead Slytherin to victory. Mainly because I need to show Cedric to never mess with me again.

I got up. My feet slowly touched the cold, dark hardwood floors in the Slytherin dormitories. I quickly got ready. Putting on my quidditch uniform and brushing my long hair into a comfortable ponytail. I put on a little bit of mascara just to mask the fact I haven’t slept longer than 5-6 hours a night.

I rushed out of the common room as fast as possible to get breakfast at the Great Hall. While I was walking, I noticed someone approaching me from behind. I couldn’t determine who it was, so I started walking faster. My feet were moving more quickly than my body, and I tripped. Before I could hit the ground, I felt strong hands catch my body.

In shock, I slowly turned to see who had caught me. To my surprise, it was Cedric Diggory. My eyes were wide, and my mind was consumed with confusion. Him, out of all people, had to be the one to save me from my own clumsiness. “Be careful, y/n. Don’t you have a game to play?” Cedric said with a cheeky smile. I felt my face turn a bit red. Shit, I hope my cheeks aren’t noticeable. I can’t let Cedric know how embarrassed and flustered I am. “Were you following me?” That was the only thing I could say. “No, not on purpose. I just wanted to wish you good luck. Didn’t mean to scare you like that. Anyway, I’ll see you on the pitch.” Cedric said while helping me to my feet, slowly releasing his hands off my body.

I couldn’t say anything. I just looked at Cedric while he walked off. Our eyes were still locked on one another until he was too far. ‘What the fuck was that?’ I muttered lightly, trying to collect my composure. – “y/l/n scored 10 points for Slytherin!” Lee Jordan announced into the microphone. Cheers and clapping consumed the field as Slytherin was ahead 70-50 against Hufflepuff. Slytherin flags were all over the Slytherin side of the Quidditch stand. The Hufflepuff side was particularly quiet, more than usual, but they still got some pride going on.

My eyes were on the target, tunnel vision. I had to win for Slytherin. When waiting for the quaffle to be in reach, I would sometimes catch Cedric’s eyes. As if our eyes always meet at any chance we can get. To be fair, Cedric does have some enchanting brown/grey eyes. ‘No, I can’t think about this right now - I have a game to win,’ I quickly thought. Snapping myself back to reality.

Just within seconds, I noticed the quaffle was coming toward me. I charged on my broomstick to catch it. My arm grabbed the quaffle and flew to my opponent's nearest hoop. Within a flash, I threw the quaffle and scored another goal. “y/l/n scored another 10 points for Slytherin! At this rate y/n might secure a spot as captain next year!” Lee Jordan yelled. I’ve always been told I could be Slytherin's captain, but honestly, I have no interest. I have a love-hate relationship with Quidditch. It would be best if someone who really wants it should be captain.

I took a second to acknowledge my view. The crowd cheered with utter excitement, and celebratory yelling filled the pitch. You can hear the Slytherin flags moving from the wind and louder cheers from the people in the tall stands. I enjoy looking at my accomplishments. Moments like this make me feel grateful and proud of myself.

But before I could get back into the zone, a bludger came speeding toward me, which knocked and broke my broomstick, leading me to fall about 20 feet to the ground. As soon as my body hit the field, I was knocked out. – 1 week later My body felt fragile, weak, and in so much agonizing pain. My eyes were slowly opening, and my vision was blurred. My head was aching, almost like a migraine. I could feel bruises all over my upper body. Through my blurred vision, I noticed that my left arm and leg were in a cast.

It took a few minutes, but I was able to fully open my eyes using all of the strength I had. I was quickly aware of my surroundings. I’m in the hospital wing. I looked slightly down and saw how broken I was. Tears started filling my eyes and were quickly falling down my pale face. ‘What happened to me?’ I quietly asked myself while quivering. My voice was softly raspy as if it wasn’t used for a while.

“You took a hit from a bludger, I’ve always hated those things.” I heard a familiar voice say while approaching me. I slowly turned my head to meet the person who was speaking. My teary eyes widened when I saw it was Cedric. “C-Cedric…” I couldn’t say much before I started crying more. My head fell into my right hand, trying to cover my face from him.

I was too consumed with sadness that I didn’t fully acknowledge Cedric moving next to me. My head fell onto his chest when I felt his body brush over my side. I started to cry more while feeling his warmth against my cold and delicate figure.

While quietly sobbing in his chest, I felt his strong hands softly moving up and down my back. One of his hands circled my head, pushing it closer to his chest.

I couldn’t talk. I just fell into Cedric’s touch. As time passed, I could feel my eyes become heavier and heavier. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep on Cedric’s chest. His scent and presence felt safe, like a home away from home. – Cedric was still there when I woke up in the middle of the night. Right by my side. He never left. I looked at him in awe while admiring his soft snores.

‘But wait, isn’t this guy my enemy? Why am I all of a sudden feeling all these emotions?’ My head rests against the stiff hospital pillow while my mind is full of thoughts and feelings. Honestly, it is difficult to describe how I feel about Cedric.

It’s similar to the saying, ‘you want what you cannot have.’ Deep down, I love Cedric. I want to care for and understand him for who he honestly is. However, I know I can’t tell him how I feel.

My head turned to Cedric, looking at him in utter confusion. Out of all the people, why is he here with me? We dislike one another. This didn’t make sense… until it did.

‘No, there’s no way,’ I said to myself. ‘Maybe he just feels bad, and that’s why he is here.’ My gaze landed on the ceiling, and I could slowly feel my eyes closing. I passed out with Cedric by my side. At one point, I could feel his hand brush against my right hand, which I slowly held throughout the night.

The following day I woke up. Cedric was nowhere to be found. Disappointment took over my body as I knew everything was too good to be true. Well, as good as it can be right now.

Madame Pomfrey came towards me with a slight smile, “Glad to see you’re awake y/n. How are you feeling my dear?” “I’ve felt better.” I joked around, causing Madame Pomfrey to chuckle a bit. “Well, it’s reassuring to know your humor is still there.” Madame Pomfrey said while pouring me medicine. “Now drink this, it doesn’t taste very delightful but it will help heal your bones.”

I took the cup from Madame Pomfrey and chugged the medicine. She was right. That was absolute shit.

“Good thing no one ever said magic taste good,” I sarcastically said with a sour look on my face from the medicine. “I know dear, but you must take this every 10 hours. Hopefully in week you’ll be able to leave.” Madame Pomfrey reassured. I nodded. “Thank you, Madame Pomfrey,” I said with a kind grind.

“Wait Madame Pomfrey, I-I have a question.” I said in a hurry. “Yes, dear?” Madame Pomfrey replied with a curious yet concerned look on her face.

“I was wondering, do you happen to know why Cedric Diggory was with me last night?” I asked politely.

“Oh, yes. While you were out cold, Cedric stopped by every day for about a week. He would not leave your side,” Madame Pomfrey said. “I’m not one to pry into someone’s personal life, but I think he is quiet fond of you, Miss y/l/n.” Madame Pomfrey said with a slight smile.

‘I can’t believe it, Cedric was with me this whole time,’ I snap out of my thoughts when I see a familiar figure enter the room. Cedric Diggory. “Mr. Diggory,” Madame Pomfrey said with a hidden smile while exiting the room.

“How are you today?” Cedric said with a small bouquet of flowers in his hand. “I-I got these for you… glad to see you awake,” Cedric placed the flowers in a small vase on top of my hospital nightstand.

“I-I’m a bit better, just took some shit medicine,” I said while admiring the flowers. They are roses and chrysanthemums, my favorite. “W-what are you doing here?” I curiously asked.

“I’ve been worried about you since your accident. I started coming to visit every day. Some nights I would accidentally fall asleep, so Madame Pomfrey would let me stay the night. I guess I was waiting for you to wake up,” Cedric said while looking down. I could tell he was nervous by the way he was playing with his fingers.

Then, my eyes locked onto his like they usually do.

His beautiful brown/grey eyes are tired and slightly red from the lackluster sleep he has been having from staying with me most nights.

“Why would you do that?” I asked shyly and quietly.

“Because, y/n, I like you. I’ve always had. I didn’t want to say anything because I know you think the worse of me. I am sorry for causing that impression of me. It’s difficult for me to be vulnerable. I just end up being a dick. I have a tendency to not want to get close to people. But I’ve always cared for you,” Cedric said with the most sincere eyes.

I’ve never seen this side of him. Cedric is your typical handsome-popular guy that every girl wants. He is typically cold-hearted but humble when he needs to be. However, with me, he was always an asshole. Just continually trying to give me a difficult time by teasing or making immature jokes. He also never took me seriously, which irritated me.

This was different. As if Cedric’s whole demeanor had changed. He looked soft, approachable, kind, and genuine. Now, it’s apparent how naturally sympathetic and empathetic he is.

I was just staring at Cedric with soft, teary, doe eyes. I couldn’t speak. I was too thunderstruck to say anything. Cedric slowly sat down next to me, his eyes still locked onto mine. I could feel his hands caressing mine before delicately holding it.

“I really like you, y/n.” Cedric said while getting closer. “I really like you too, Cedric. I’ve always had feelings for you. I just couldn’t express it, and I never thought I would. I can’t begin to describe how thankful I am for you and everything you’ve done for me since my accident,” I said with slight tears.

Cedric didn’t say anything. He leaned in and kissed me passionately. His hand cupped my cheek while the other was carefully holding my hand. I melted into the kiss. I felt safe as a sense of security rushed through my body.

Cedric pulled away from the kiss, and our eyes met again.

“I love you, y/n.” ‘I love you too, Cedric.” The kiss continued, but this time tears were falling down my face. So many emotions are running through my mind, but I know I love this man. I always have. And I always will.

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Hi dear Liv, do you have a rec list where Draco and Harry have an epistolary relationship? Thank you .

Hi anon! I don’t read full epistolary very often but here are some recs with epistolary elements, enjoy! :)

Your Archrival, Draco Malfoy by QueenofThyme (2018, T, 1.5k)

Harry's stuck at the Dursley's again for the Summer Holidays and he's sure his birthday is going to be another write-off. That is, until he begins receiving surprising letters and gifts from his self-appointed 'archrival', Draco Malfoy.

how to plan a party with your ex-enemy (who you definitely don't want to snog) by A_Professional_Protagonist, TheLionessRoyal (2022, T, 3k)

After their return to Eighth Year, McGonagall, in an effort to encourage inter-house unity efforts, puts Draco and Harry in charge of planning an event for the first-year students. Due to busy coursework, the two often communicate by letter when they're unable to meet.

Better Than an Origami Bird by chibaken (2017, E, 3.7k)

A series of letters in which Harry and Draco argue, play truth or dare, get kinky, and are a couple of very naughty (or very good, depending on who you ask) boys during class.

Garden War by Cibee (2020, T, 5k)

Harry and Draco are quarantined in their houses, a lake across from one another. What better ways to spend this time than to annoy each other with letters and attempts to prove that their garden is better ?

Matters of the heart by nerakrose (2020, G, 5k)

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

He Whose Hand and Eye Are Gentle by khalulu (2017, G, 5k)

Draco reads poems and sometimes writes them. Harry receives poems and sometimes reads them. Rutherford delivers poems via the scenic route. Wombat snores. Eventually, all comes together, with help from the foxes in red bibs and the sumo referee.

Lettered by pir8fancier (2004, M, 8k)

Harry has a secret penpal, whose identity is as plain as the nose on his face. Except he's not wearing his glasses.

Per my last letter (I hope you choke on it) by fluxweed and lastontheboat (2022, T, 10k)

Or: the one where Harry has writer’s block and Malfoy isn’t helping.

Asking For A Friend? by RoonilWazlibMalfoy (2020, E, 14k)

Asking for a friend? Don't be shy! I'm Genna Russ with advice! Draco Malfoy, drag queen and agony aunt for the Daily Prophet, is very happy with his life. He loves his job. He loves his drag queen persona. And he loves the fact that the wider Wizarding world doesn't know who is offering them sassy advice with their morning news.

Dance by the Light of the Moon by Writcraft (2012, T, 14k)

Harry is miserable and living like a recluse at Grimmauld Place and Draco retired from Wizarding society after his divorce. One day a misdirected owl from Scorpius Malfoy finds its way into Harry's hands. Harry hasn't lost his desire to save people but Draco has a secret and it's one he doesn't want to share.

Correspondence in the Time of Quarantine by Lediona, Zigster (2020, T, 15k)

After informing Scorpius of my plan to bring him home, he wrote back immediately to ask if he might bring a friend with him to isolate at the Manor. When I inquired about the identity of this friend, imagine my surprise to discover that it was none other than your son, Albus Potter.

Let's Go Outside by cryptonym (2014, E, 24k)

Harry's done with the sofa, the hall and the kitchen table, baby.

Safe As Houses by @xanthippe74 (2021, T, 24k)

After five years abroad, Harry’s thrilled to be home and working at the most prestigious ward-building firm in Britain. But everything gets turned upside down when he's assigned to work for Draco Malfoy—who somehow grew up to be just the sort of sexy bastard Harry goes for. As if that isn’t enough, Malfoy seems strangely on edge, his wards are a mess, and Harry keeps feeling like he’s being watched in the garden. It’s going to take all of Harry’s ward-crafting skills—and self-restraint—to help Malfoy feel safe in his own home again.

And an Owl Named Romeo by Rickey (2008, E, 26k)

Draco breeds owls, Harry's an Auror, and an owl named Romeo is going to bring them together.

On Our Way by dynamic (2016, E, 30k)

Draco is trying to spend the summer keeping his head down, but a repair project and a certain snowy owl have other plans for him.

Howlr by partialtopotter (2017, E, 47k)

Howlr is the new dating application enchanting Witches, Wizards and Everyone in between. Are you looking for the one or a one-night stand; it’s all here folks. Howlr is sponsored by Weasley Wizard Wheezes, the same team that brought us the Spellular just two years ago. Ginny Weasley, famed chaser for the Hollyhead Harpies, swears by the app, ‘guaranteed to make sparks fly,’ she says. The magic awaits you!

Catch 22 by jad (2012, E, 50k)

As if NEWTS weren't enough, Dumbledore's gone and had another one of his 'bright ideas.' If all ends well, the Houses will be getting along in no time. Or according to Harry's correspondent, an Apocalypse will be in order.

Love (and) Letters by playout and PrinnPrick (2015, M, 51k)

A collection of unrelated Drarry ficlets, all told in the epistolary style and written as a collaborative effort by playout and PrinnPrick. At turns silly, fluffy, funny, and smutty, and all of them fun.

#asks #drarry reclist #epistolary

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Fic Recs Wrap Up - June 2022

The Kisses Don’t Count, If No One Else Knows by oldenuf2nb @dianacopland

Minister for Magic Harry Potter does not love his job. The one bright point in his life is his secret relationship with Quidditch Super Star Draco Malfoy. When they’re ‘outed’ by a peeping tom with a camera, Harry has to decide what’s really important. Rec Post

Slithering by astolat @astolat

Draco found the nest down in the Manor’s cellars, while he was clearing them out. Rec Post , Art by @argido, Art by @miakagrewup, Art by @badwriterrr, and this cooool post!

On Your Shore by xanthippe74 @xanthippe74

Clearing out a remote house full of cursed collectibles in the Outer Hebrides? Not a problem for an experienced curse breaker like Harry Potter. Spending a week with the straight, happily-married man that he’s starting to have feelings for? And sharing a bed with him at night? Surely Harry can handle that, too. But both the house and Draco Malfoy have secrets to uncover, and Harry might be in deeper water than he thought. Rec Post

Silence Breaks The Heart by simeysgirl

Boy meets boy. Boy falls in love with boy. They live happily ever after. Harry only wished it was that simple. Rec Post

Asking For A Friend? by RoonilWazlibMalfoy @evenmyzefronposter

Asking for a friend? Don’t be shy! I’m Genna Russ with advice! Draco Malfoy, drag queen and agony aunt for the Daily Prophet, is very happy with his life. He loves his job. He loves his drag queen persona. And he loves the fact that the wider Wizarding world doesn’t know who is offering them sassy advice with their morning news. When he starts receiving letters from one Harry Potter – letters that are too racy to publish – he does the only thing he can do: he replies. His carefully constructed secret life is at risk of being blown wide open, but he just can’t help himself. Draco never did have any self-control where the Prat Who Lived was concerned. Rec Post

Research and Development by sassy_cissa @sassy-cissa

Draco comes back into Harry’s life just as several of Harry’s patients are beset by a mysterious new ailment. Racing against the clock, and their rising passions, can Harry and Draco work together to find a cure… or will they be too late? Rec Post

Starkissed by Zigster @zigster-ao3

“Your tattoos!” The intruder says, boldly stepping over Ron’s chaise and crossing in front of Hermione to get to Harry, eyes wide and hungry. Harry immediately sits up, pulling the towel draped across the back of his chair down over his shoulders. “No! Don’t cover them. They’re beautiful.”

Harry hopes an indulgent trip abroad will help shake him out of the doldrums of his life. What he finds once he gets to Venice is more than he ever expected. Rec Post

Exposure by GallaPlacidia

When Seamus uncovers Draco Malfoy’s camboy profile, he, Harry and Ron decide to anonymously book a private show so as to humiliate him later. Fascinated by Draco’s confidence, Harry keeps booking private shows under the disguise…Rec Post

If an Injury Is to Be Inflicted by shealwaysreads (onereader)@shealwaysreads

If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.

Harry Potter disappeared a year after the Battle of Hogwarts, and with him went all hope for true change in magical Britain.

Three years later, Draco indulges himself and attends his first Dog Fight—the infamous underground fights with no rules, no referee, and no points system bar blood on the floor. The game was simple: you win, or you die.

A glint of green amidst the blood-red changes everything. Rec Post

Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

Pages of You by wolfpants @wolfpants

Harry stares at the scrawl of neatly slanted handwriting, imprinted on crisp white paper that hadn’t been torn from a notebook like his own. He slumps back against his pillows, reads the letter again, and his grin grows so wide that it actually hurts his cheeks.

He’s definitely royalty. Has to be.

When he sits up again, he grabs the yellow notepad from his desk, bites the lid off of his black biro pen, and he starts scribbling.

Summer, 1980. Harry is floating between university and becoming a Real Certified Adult. He's not ready. He really isn't.

In a desperate attempt to have the Best Last Summer ever, he takes a casual job at his godfather's bookshop in London, starts an illicit pen pal affair with a wordy posh boy that he's catching feelings for, all while dealing with the son of Sirius's business rival, one Draco Malfoy, insufferable know-it-all extraordinaire.

A story about trying to figure out who you are, where you're going in life, and who you want to take along with you.

Serpentes by xErised

It's a shame that Draco Malfoy looks so good stripping in a club with stolen snakes, because Auror Harry's got a job to do.

Once More With Feeling by InnerLilith

Draco is dosed with a consummation-compelling potion, with Harry Potter as his intended. It’s a cruel irony, because he’s wanted Potter for years. But not like this.

In which the boys try to deal with the fallout from an excruciating fuck-or-die, and end up with much more than either of them expected.

The Foxing Ring by Vukovich @vukovich

What. The. Fluff.*

Harry's got no magic, one good ear, no great dating prospects, and a nice little wand workshop.

Draco's got too much magic, a history of biting off ears, no great dating prospects, and a growing fondness for wandmakers. And a very fetching tail.

*and smut!

any day now by oknowkiss @oknowkiss

Draco supposes he should be grateful.

The rehabilitation centres were the Minister’s idea, or that’s what the Prophet said anyway. Their stated objective is simple: to provide a safe space for low-tier Death Eaters and high-tier sympathisers to reconsider the entirety of their life choices. All guests–because no one is a prisoner here, the literature brags–are to be provided with shelter, food, clothing, and the guided support of a Mind Healer via a programme they call “ideological restructuring,” which is, of course, mandatory.

OR: Draco Malfoy considers the circle.

Ten Steps To Learn Everything About Draco Malfoy by bafflinghaze @bafflinghaze

It’s a horrible day when Harry needs to visit Gringotts: the goblins there detest him, and it’s a frustrating bureaucratic battle to get anything done.

But that all changes when Malfoy starts working at Gringotts.

What was Malfoy doing before? What is Malfoy doing now? Harry has an endless list of questions, and there’s only one way to get them all answered (visiting Gringotts extremely frequently), and Malfoy won’t suspect a thing.

Turns out that Harry doesn’t suspect a thing either.

A Soft Spot for Lost Causes by Helenish

"Remember at school? Weasel? You’re so poor and dirty?" Ron said encouragingly "You hated me."

"I did," Draco said. (Dron)

An Inconvenient Attachment by FangQueen @fangqueen

Draco Malfoy has a secret ― a crush that he's harboured for years. He poured his heart out into his journals at school, but now over twelve years later, he'd rather just forget it all. He's wrapped up in the world of being Pansy's Best Man, helping her put the finishing touches on what's supposed to be her happiest day, when the letters start getting leaked. Will Ron Weasley ever figure out they're all for him? And if so, what will be his reply? (Dron)

Between the Lines by Dementordelta

Harry discovers a secret in his Potions text and a friend in the Half-Blood Prince. (Snarry)

A few curveballs in this Month I know, but different ships can be fun!

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I hope you enjoy these as much as I have! Thanks, as always, for being here! ( ᵕ́ૢ‧̮ᵕ̀ૢ)‧̊·*

Happy reading, y’all!

xoxo Carey (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*💜💙💚💛❤💗💕

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Hello my fellow slytherin! Can you do a Harry potter matchup for me (doesn't really matter what era it is (preferably the golden trio era or the marauders era).

I am a slytherin, I have natural curly dirty blonde hair and sea green eyes with central heterochromia. I also have very pale skin, sadly I can never tan...i only get sunburnt. O have a very colorful family lol. My family is full of military people, along with gamblers, and my great great aunt married men and gained wealth everytime....She died rich lol. I am from the US (preferably a transfer student). I am extremely sassy and dramatic. I love antiques, I am very sarcastic with a ton of people (even teachers and such). My humor is dad jokes lol. I love animals. My favorite class wouod probably be history of magic or DADA. I would be friends with the slytherins (Regulus, Andromeda, or Draco and his crew) but I would NEVER become a death eater. I don't exactly know what level of blood purity I would be. It's probably all or nothing, so either pureblood or muggleborn. I love horror movies and ghost stuff. I've actually had a bunch of ghostly encounters (let's just say in HP I would have a gift of seeing the dead). I think it'd be cool if I was an animagus, but I don't know what animal I would be. I would probably get along really well with McGonagall. If I was in the golden trio era, I would probably be the sarcastic awkward family member with the golden trio lol.

I would love to hang out with the marauders though, they seem like such a fun group. Can you also tell me what my animagus would be and what era I would be in? Thank you so much in advance!!

Hello, again my fellow Slytherin! I have central heterochromia too, my eyes are a deep green with dark blue in the center! Also, your great aunt sounds like she was one hell of a woman, maybe I should take notes. I did get your other two messages in my inbox + I am going to add them in quotations under this.

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

"I also forgot to mention in my matchup request that I am extremely gay lol"

"Pronouns are she/her"

└── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

I ship you with......

NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING, BUT! This is not up for debate. I am an absolute SUCKER for a good ole Gryffindor and Slytherin moment, + let's be honest y'all were made for one another!

To answer some of your questions;

I see you in the Marauders Era, mostly because I feel like you have the soul and heart to go along with them. (+ if I am being honest, I think you + Sirius would be the best of friends so that mainly motivated me.)

For your animagus, I picture you as an arctic fox. Elegant + sneaky, also one for being a trickster.

I also feel like because you are from America, you would be a muggleborn. However, this wouldn't be something to stop you + I feel like for sure none of the other Slytherins would challenge you.

OKAY NOW FOR THE SHIP;

You are a transfer student entering the fifth year of Marlene + the Marauders. I feel like they would all be amazed by your accent, just as we Americans are with others' accents.

HOWEVER, while Marlene thinks your accent is cool she doesn't exactly tell you. Instead, she just listens intently to you when you talk, + Marlene is not subtle she DEFINITELY stares at your lips while you talk. (Sirius notices because let's be honest he for sure plays matchmaker.)

I also feel like Marlene would notice your heterochromia right away, + it captivates her. Something so simple, but intensely interesting to her.

You obviously don't share a room with Marlene, but nonetheless, you find yourself around her more + more as your time progresses at Hogwarts. In classes, you sit together, and you accompany her during meals because let's be honest, you are equally captivated by her as much as she is by you. When you aren't with Marlene or your Slytherin friends you are with Sirius and the other Marauders.

"Hey y/l/n, if I didn't know better you were gawking at Marlene all through breakfast." Sirius would say to you when walking to class.

"Are you sure you saw that Black? Far as I could tell your eyes were glued to Lupin, hence why Minnie called on you during the lesson." You shoot back with a mischievous grin.

Along with Sirius, you also have befriended Regulus. + of course, Sirius being the mother hen he is, he has you check in on his brother for him and give him reports back. Regulus knows Sirius has you do this, but secretly he enjoys knowing his older brother cares. Marlene thinks it's cute how you play the middle woman for them both.

Okay so I totally picture you hanging out around a tree by the Black Lake studying for Transfiguration, because Minnie is your favorite professor and you love when she dotes on you, even though for this particular lesson you don't need to study. hint hint Marlene approaches you to ask for help because she has a tiny bit of trouble in Transfiguration.

"I just don't understand, how do you keep the instructions straight!" She would yell.

"Well Marls," Her eyes lock onto yours with admiration, only for yours to be filled with amusement, "Let's say I have some experience with becoming animagus." You give her a wink, and she literally doesn't stop bugging you for what you mean by that.

One night Marlene couldn't sleep so she came up to your common room to find you wide awake staring out at the black lake. (Both you + Marlene share the common room passwords with each other to make hanging out easier. (Even though you usually go to Gryffindor to hangout with her and the Marauders more often than she comes to visit you.) When Marlene sat down she told you she was having a hard time sleeping, so you offered to go on a walk with her. "Wanna see something cool?" You say to her as you reach the black lake, smiling at her with your head tilted. At that moment Marlene remember what you two were doing, she was so focused on the way your eyes glistened with mischief and the way your hair appeared almost white in the moonlight.

Not trusting her voice she nods, you turn around and transform into your Arctic Fox animagus. "Wait -- how did you-?"

Just as quick as you transformed to the fox you transformed back, walking up to her to take her hands. "I am trusting you with this Marls, now only you and Minnie know."

Ever since then it became an inside thing between the two of you, sometimes you would sneak into the Gryffindor common room + transform + sit at the end of her bed so she could pet you to fall asleep. She always made sure to wake you up before the other girls woke up to keep your rendezvous secret.

After that special moment shared between the two of you at the Black Lake something changed, something blossomed. Shared looks were longer than before, + small touches became more special + intimate. To others, they looked like small gestures, but you both knew they were more. Neither of you knew how to act upon this though.

One day in DADA, everyone was learning how to produce a Patronus charm. Obviously, you knew what yours was because of your animagus, but Marlene was so excited to see what hers would be.

"You know Marls when you cast your charm, whatever animal your Patronus takes, your soulmate will have a matching one."

No surprise, but Marlene thought of the night you showed her your animagus + how much it meant to her for you to trust her with that secret. + on her first try she cast a Corporeal Patronus. Taking the form -- of a sheer white fox.

When you two locked eyes there was so much swimming through both of your minds + so much emotion in the look you two shared. Neither of you cared that everyone was asking Marlene how she produced her Patronus, only cared about what this meant for the two of you. No words were spoken between the two of you but everything that was left unsaid was understood.

After class Marlene didn't hesitate to grab you by both of your hands + pull you aside + kiss you. It was soft + sweet just like the love she had for you. She channeled so much love and tenderness into one kiss you both were breathless when she pulled away.

"Took you long enough," You said after she pulled away, the smile + red rising to your face told her you had been waiting for this moment just as long as she was.

When you turned to look at who was staring you saw James give Sirius something while shaking his head + Sirius chuckling to himself. "One more week + I was going to have to owe James instead."

I literally enjoyed writing this so much, thank you for requesting. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed creating it for you.

#marlene mckinnon #slytherin #gryffindor #marauders��fan #marauders x reader #marauders era matchup #marauders era ship

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OK so a friend of Mine made me do Look "the owlhouse" with her.

Here is my conclusion 'till season 2 Episode 5 (I guess):

It's nice to watch.

Nothing I really need but for a lazy day it's a perfect series.

Yes, it's full of clichés. But also you have nice Messages all over and the characters are cute and worth it.

Also it's gay and I Love it!

The series also kinda reminded me of a Harry Potter fanfic: A "normal human being" coming in a total new world full of new Things and Magic. They wanna lern everything about it.

Also:

- Luz is Like Harry → she gets a teacher and a "pet". Found two new Friends who are also outsided Like her, she gets Special treats (Like being the only one in every magic class), have an opponent, which Turns Out to be good and have a crush on her.

- Amity would be Draco → I have Seen this in drarry fanfiction... Literally the Same plotline.

- Em and Ed are the Weasley twins.

By the way, my favourite Characters are: King, Emira&Edric and the Principal.

I mean King is literally an reinforcement of Bill cipher but with Amnesia and without His Powers and less insane. And yes I know I kinda think this Thing because of His voice, but it's Impossible for me to Not think about Bill cipher whenever I hear him speak. Also He loves death and Violence and is still anxious about it, which is literally me.

As I already Said Ed&Em are the Weasley twins. They Joke around, literally adopted the maincharacter and annoy their Younger sibling. They are Just great and I Love every Scene they're into.

And the Principal is also fantastic. He is relatable, sassy, have dry Humor, got attached to His students, Likes to have harmless Revenge, He can lose when He gets defeated and He is logical. Also I Like His demon-hat-palisman, it's really fancy.

So my conclusion: it's a good series, Worth to watch, when you have this Sense of Humor and Not being annoyed by clichés etc. The Characters being written good and relatable and it's cute.

#the owl house #gay #it's my opinion #good series #👍#worth to watch #king of the demons #i love king #ed and em #lesbians #we love to see it #the principal #i like him #it's funny #owl house #edric and emira

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clarrissanewt · 3 years

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Masterlist (Harry Potter)

requests are open at the moment! Peter parker masterlist? Here!

Golden Trio Era

Harry Potter

▶Paper Hearts : A strange connection sprouting from pain and punishments and settling onto paper, then hearts. (angst, mentions of death)

▶Backflip : Troubles are a part time for Potter but what else goes in the bag of his responsibility? Quidditch and an adamant friend.

▶One More? : Snape means anxiety but Harry actually knows the solution;) (fluff, mentions of anxiety, harry can't stop drumming his wand)

▶Until the World Ends- part 1, part 2 : Harry founds that his life was in shards; shards, which a Weasley decided to join back. (mentions of blood)

▶Chocolate? : Desperation was something that found Potter at every term end, but a promise? (mentions of blood, death, fire)

▶Put a Little Love on Me : Apart from all the loss the wizarding war had, letting his loved one go was least on Harry's mind. (mentions of blood, little angst)

▶Mirror Mayhem : Ginny was better; in every sense you can ask. But is there any way Harry would choose you? (mentions of blood and drowning)

▶Again : Christmas means flirting, cooking and a gift from Teddy and Harry. (flufffffff, domestic!harry)

▶Missed Connections : In the world where war was seconds from crumbling onto his feet, Harry finds out that he has a...? A soulmate? (fictional violence)

▶Say That Again : Potter had a list full of 'why you hate a slytherin' but not when it comes to this particular one.

▶Worth the Trouble : Out of everything important that happens in the Ministry, flirting tops in Harry's list;) (established relationship, fluff, fluff, fluff)

▶I Want To Write You a Song : If music is something to a Ravenclaw, Harry and Lily know that manners should be something to James. (fluff, James (if you know what I mean)

▶Talk Back (nswf) : With the problems of Ron-Hermione-Lavender love triangle, you were the last straw on Harry's touch starvation. (nswf, swearing)

▶Heart Me : Slow music is a sleep med, but Harry? He'd make sure you don't sleep this time. (modern!au)

▶Be Like Her : Blasphemy because of how oblivious Potter is, he never realised who loved him always. (too much angst, mentions of death, inneundo)

▶Hot Tongues : In the wizarding world, all you can wish for is dark streets and lusting Harry (oof) (dark academia!au, aged-up characters)

▶Love and Attraction : A college, two rivals and an unending urge to strangle each other’s throat- where would the undeniable attraction show it’s color? (college!au, enemies to lovers, swearing)

▶Mommy? - series masterlist: If Harry was born sassy, his daughter is born cupid and will prove it to him (with some help of Uncle Dray) (single parent!au, lily having flirting skills better than harry, lily and draco playing cupids)

▶Daisy Knots: after everything that happens, you and those daisy knots remind harry of what he loves

(cottagecore!au, fluff)

George Weasley

▶Frenzying Pastilles : All Gryffindors hate all Slytherins and vice-versa. But really? (mentions of vomiting, Fred's death, enemies to lovers trope, one bed trope)

Draco Malfoy

▶Shadows : Shadows are always a relief in the dark, but when they follow without a trace of light, they aren’t shadows at all. (fictional violence, a potential love triangle (maybe), loss of appetite and sleep, angst)

▶Mudblood : A mark, a war and two broken souls clinging onto their past with a little knowledge of what’s connecting them. (fictional violence, mentions of war, not so angsty, soulmates!au)

▶Flirting?...Just Failing: you think the bleach blond boy is a bully, but it's definitely more to him;)

(Draco is awful at flirting, no explanations)

Hermione Granger

▶The Fiasco : Christmas, a date and a party…what else Hermione needed? A chance.

Seamus Finnigan

▶Forbidden : Animagus are rare (according McGonagall) but a lynx roaming in the forbidden forest? Not so thank you, Merlin. (mentions of blood)

Marauders Era

Sirius Black

▶Love, isn’t it? : As adamant Sirius is (or perhaps was) he knows you matter; matter more than his pride. (possible mentions of blood, death, Sirius being a little adamant arse)

▶ Missing Kiss: Sirius knows where his real bruise is; just believe him;)

(fluff, our usual dramatic padfoot)

▶Elevators that Kiss: willingly or unwillingly, you were Sirius' girlfriend for the day, and not to mention, Regulus' big fat mouth had to be shut.

(fake dating!au, modern!au)

Remus Lupin

▶Already? : Remus doesn't needs any more friends. He's damn sure. But you?...shit (fluff, james and sirius being funny cupids)

▶Kiss, Kill or Marry? : “lets play a game…”

about everything remus could guess, this wasn’t what he hoped for

“kiss, kill and marry but…”

(college!au, enemies to lovers, marauders era, james and sirius get the best ideas)

▶Beer and Skittles: when McGonagall steps on a ladybug, remus and you try not to open your mouths.

▶Mission Track Moony the Fuck Down: Remus is overdue on this book and you want it. Oh huh, you have decided to track him the fuck down. And it doesn’t help that you both have a now or never kiss somewhere in the restricted section of the library.

Regulus Black

▶ The Deadly Sonata: series masterlist

“I don’t expect a happy ending. I just… I just want an ending.”

You always saw Regulus Black as your friend, unless he wasn’t your friend anymore.

(royal!au, prince!reg, arranged marriage!au, dark themes, angst, fictional violence)

▶ Coffee and Constants : you want only one thing in life- Regulus to be your constant.

(domestic!au, domestic fluff)

▶Biggie Leo: you decided to help a man with a kid to the store and now your friend, Lily Evans, who met you after five years thinks you are married with a baby.

(fluff, single parents!au, lily has a big mouth)

▶Squeak! Squeak!: you worked in the same office as regulus and he owns a goddamn squeaky chair, and now, he woNT FUCKING STOP SQEUAKING IT BECAUSE HE KNOWS IT ANNOYS YOU.

(fluff, modern!au)

James Potter

▶ It's A Date : you met a ravenet trash talking about your favorite character in the cinemas, and obviously you needed to show him the light, even if it meant that you have to buy him a burger to get him listen to you

▶Clutch It Up! : you would call it a coincidence, that when you met james after three years, your heart still threatened to palpitate at an undeniable speed. and the fact that harry has a thing for playing with other people’s hair, doesn’t help your situation.

(tooth rotting fluff, james’ heart turns into a puddle of goo because of harry and his mama, single parent!au, nightstands can be good)

New Gen Era

Scorpius Malfoy

(yeah pls, that's not peter as of now^)

▶Madly, Deeply and Forever : As much as Scorp would prefer to remain hidden in his dorms, why are you laughing with James? Oof, jealousy is a bitch. (nightmares, mentions of death, I did swear a bit)

I do request you all not to plagiarize my work. You are free to point out mistakes or any stuff that makes you uncomfortable, I'd gladly take it down.

#harry potter mastelist #harry potter #harry potter onsehots #harry potter x fem!reader #requests are open #hp imagines #harry potter imagines #harry potter x reader #marauders era #marauders x reader #new gen #new generation era #golden trio #golden trio era #harry potter blurb

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enha-doodles · 3 days

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SLYTHERIN GUYS REACTION TO YOU BEING SASSY TO THEM | ✧⁺。

Pairing : (Mattheo , Tom , Theodore, Lorenzo, Draco) x reader

Note : yes guyss I'm back with my broken humour because it seems y'all love this as much as I do , so enjoyyy . Tho i do apologise for the lame jokes lol and tysm for 600 <3

Warnings : cursing , not proofread , mostly crack lol

Mattheo riddle

As you deliver your sassy comment, Mattheo's eyes light up with amusement. "Oh, someone's feeling feisty today," he chuckles, leaning in closer. "I absolutely love it when you're sassy, darling. Keep it up."

He can't help but tease you more, knowing full well that your sassiness only adds to your charm in his eyes. Flirty whore.

Tom riddle

Your sassy remark is met with a chilling glare from Tom. "I believe you've forgotten who you're speaking to," he says coolly, his tone dripping with authority.

"Remember, I am the Dark Lord. Disrespect is not tolerated." You quickly realize that challenging the Dark Lord might not be the wisest move. Mental note: no sass with the Dark Lord.

Theodore Nott

Bursting into laughter . Theodore finds your remark absolutely hilarious. "Well, well, looks like someone's in a bad mood," he chuckles, nudging you playfully.

"Okay, chill cara mia, I'm just messing with you." He effortlessly turns the situation into a lighthearted joke, making it clear that your sassiness is more entertaining than anything else , laughing his way through the suffering lmaooo

Lorenzo Berkshire

Surprised and slightly offended, Lorenzo raises an eyebrow in confusion. "Okay, but why are you sassing me?" he asks, genuinely puzzled. "Did I miss something?"

You quickly backtrack, assuring him that it was just a playful jab and that there's no real issue. He nods, still a bit puzzled but willing to let it slide.

Draco malfoy

Not one to back down, Draco meets your sass with double the sass. "Oh, it seems we're playing that game today, are we?" he says with a smirk, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Well then, buckle up, darling. Two can play at this game." You realize you've unleashed the Slytherin bratty princess, and it looks like things are about to get even sassier.

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TAGLIST : @sugarcandydoll @helendeath

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gallifrey1sburning · 3 years

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Sorry recovery's boring, but I hope it's going well ❤️ have a prompt: Draco as his drama queen self, ordering Harry around because he's incapacitated in some minor way. Harry's sassy but loves him too much to say no :D

Hello! Thank you for the prompt and sympathy. This one is dedicated to both you and my spouse, who SWEARS that I'm not a burden right now, even though I can't so much as open the fridge myself.

“Potter.”

Harry ignored the pathetic-sounding voice coming from the living room, trying to focus on his work. If he could just get through these last few essays, then—

“Potter.”

Tuning the voice out, he shook his head in disbelief, making a note on Jessie Hines’ essay that, while her proposed method of chasing off Dementors with kittens was creative, he didn’t recommend attempting it, nor mentioning it on her exams. He wasn’t sure how, but it seemed like his entire NEWT class had gotten progressively stupider as the term wore on. He suspected that they were burned out on studying, but this was getting ridiculous.

“Potter.”

He slammed his quill back into his inkwell just a tad too forcefully, spattering ink up his hand. “What, Draco?”

There was a pause, and then, in a small voice, “Never mind.”

Harry sighed and vanished the ink from his hand, feeling guilty. He knew he should be more patient with his husband—he was injured, after all. Draco had taken a rather large chunk of cauldron to the ribs when one of his students had made a rather unfortunate mistake on what should have been a fairly straightforward hiccup cure, and although Madam Pomphrey had been able to heal the worst of the broken bones, she’d still put him on bed rest for the week. But it had been four days now of ‘Potter’ this and ‘Potter’ that, and Harry was about ready to cast a silencing spell on the man just to get a moment of peace.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped. What do you need?”

Another pause. “It’s not important.”

Harry groaned internally. Draco’s voice had taken on a petulant tone that was likely to turn into a full sulk if Harry wasn’t careful. “Are you out of tea?” he guessed, thinking back on the myriad of things his husband had asked him for over the past few days.

“No.”

“Do you need your pain potion?”

“No.”

“Another blanket?”

“No.”

“Come on, Draco. Just tell me.” Harry made his way over to where Draco was sprawled across their plush sofa, cocooned in blankets and pillows and surrounded by a floating array of every item he could possibly want or need—or so Harry had thought.

Draco looked pointedly away from him. “No, it was stupid, and you were obviously otherwise occupied. I wouldn’t want to be a burden.”

Harry sighed and sat at the end of the sofa, lifting Draco’s feet so that he could slide in underneath them. Pulling them into his lap, he rubbed Draco’s calf apologetically.

“You’re not a burden. I’m just a bit behind on grading. It can wait. Now, what’s wrong?”

Draco’s lower lip protruded in a pout, but he bit it as he looked at Harry before quickly glancing away. “I’m bored.”

“Ah.”

“I told you it was stupid.”

“It’s not stupid. Sitting around for this long would be boring for anyone. I’d be crawling out of my skin by now.”

Draco snorted. “You would have staged a jailbreak by now.”

Harry laughed, but didn’t deny it. “So, come on. What would you like? You’ve got books, those puzzles Hermione sent over, your knitting—”

The sound Draco made was somewhere between a whine and a sigh. “I’m so sick of reading and knitting and puzzles. I’m going to waste away from lack of stimulation.”

“Alright, so what would you like to do?” Harry asked, trying not to smile at Draco’s dramatics.

“I don’t know. That’s why I wanted your help.”

“Ah.”

Harry rested his head against the back of the sofa, squeezing Draco’s feet absently. He was at a bit of a loss, himself. Harry had never been one for sitting still. It was part of why he was so irritable today—sitting and grading for hours on end was one of his least favorite...

“Do you want me to read my students’ midterm essays out loud so that you can make fun of how stupid they are?” he asked, the words out of his mouth almost as soon as he thought them.

Draco’s eyes lit up. “Really? But you never let me make fun of the students!”

Harry laughed, warming to the idea. “Extenuating circumstances. You’re injured, and these essays are very, very stupid. Maybe your commentary will keep me from quitting my job in despair and becoming a hermit.”

“So, what you’re saying is that I’d be doing the world a great service.”

“Exactly.”

Draco rubbed his chin consideringly and then nodded. “Well then. Let’s hear it.”

Harry summoned his stack of parchment and cleared his throat, deciding to start where he’d left off. “Interacting with kittens can release serotonin, a chemical known by Muggles to cause happiness, meaning that, in theory, they could serve as a sort of fluffy, corporeal Patronus stand-in—”

“Merlin and Morgana,” Draco broke in, somehow managing to sound both disgusted and awestruck simultaneously.

“I told you,” Harry answered with a grin. Straightening the paper in front of himself, he continued reading. “...a sort of fluffy, corporeal Patronus stand-in.”

Maybe this evening could be a bit less miserable for both of them.

AO3

#drarry #drarry fic #my writing #prompt fic #drarry drabble

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limetimo · 2 years

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RAB fics this week

Even if I can't by Inexorablement - funky house elf magic accident in the cave → time travel! In which Harry finds himself in 1975 with a scheming Regulus Black, pretending to be a Seer in order to help the Order defeat Voldemort.

The Horcrux Hunt by Keysie - Remus & Regulus enemies to besties, we love them!

You're Not the Boss of Me by Trex_patronus - Sirius @ Regulus: Could you maybe not die of blood loss in Bellatrix's dungeon? // Regulus: You're not my real mom don't tell me how to live Or: a tender Black bros story

Heroes (just for one day) by Sympathy4theDevil :(((((( big sad

Home for Wayward Boys and Wanted Criminals by Sympathy4theDevil !!!!!! big happy! After PoA, Sirius needs a place to stay. Thankfully, there's someone more than ready to take him in.

rewrite my heart (let the future in) by secretpersona - "rewrite my heart" more like "give my heart to the author", Regulus and Pandora give me life

Sky Full of Stars by TowardTheStars Hollywood AU, Regulus is flatmates with Severus, and Sirius is a film star with dark dark secret from his past.

Accidental Rewind by myriadofrainbows Harry and Draco are Aurors, 49, and best friends. And then they get yeeted back to when they were seven in a freak accident. Well, it's not like they can get back home, so they start shaping the future to their liking. Regulus didn't show up yet but he's in the tags :D

Deliver Me From My Friends by minkhollow This!!!! Is so good! Sirius falls through the Veil to London Below where he makes some new friends and his long lost baby brother. "You're letting a teenager fight the Dark Lord alone?" Regulus says and makes the prophecy his bitch. Professor Device (subtle Good Omens crossover, very neat) would be proud.

Drugs and surgical scrubs by anauro Modern Muggle AU! Addicts Marauders! Doctor Regulus! Unrequired Bartylus! Slowburn Jegulus! Amazing writing!

Broken by regulusrules Sirius falls apart blaming himself over Regulus' death. What is grief but love that lingers (or however that quote goes)?

Evolution is spelt with an R by de_sire Regulus barely makes an appereance but the author said werewolf rights and I'm here for that

A Thing Like Stars in the Dark by toliveinthesky - Regulus survives the cave but the Inferi muched on him pretty badly. Getting used to his new disability, slumming it up on Sirius' couch and trying to survive a James Potter, Regulus has a lot to do. Very lovely! Do recommend

when you were mine by battlehamster Modern muggle AU, felon Regulus, single dad James, uncles MArauders, chaos and slowburn!

Saving my Brother, The Lionheart by sailwordb Regulus thinks there's only one path for him, even if he's not eager to walk it. Well, Sirius and his friends think differently, they only need to convince Regulus of it too. Slow Marlene McKinnon/Regulus

Inked by Drunkonturpentine Wolfstar, Regulus only shows up twice but it's worth it! the depthhh

Wit Beyond Measure by minkhollow Ravenclaw Regulus and Lily stick the Diadem into a microwave :D

our choices seal our fate by sundaywriter Regulus kidnaps Harry from the Dursleys what more do I need to say?

As Soon As He Can by Trex_patronus sassy ghost Regulus Horcrux hunting with MArauders and friends!

i see how this ends (poorly) by Quillium seer Regulus sees in his dreams of how people around him die. Once he finds out that fate is not set in stone, he sets out to save them all.

through a glass, blackly by wheresmejumper This is! FANTASTIC! Regulus survives the cave, almost dies about a hundred times more as he works with Sirius and James on destroying Voldemort. lots of Black brothers ♥♥♥♥♥

Good Snake Bad Snake by gladheonsleeps Regulus is a teacher at Hogwarts and him and the other professors had had enough of Dumbledore's BS :D

Madness by any other name by AtomicMint Regulus doesn't want an army of younger Hufflepuffs at his disposal. He's getting one anyway. Neat!

After Everything, Always by Reggie4dayzz It's fight or fuck and James and Regulus chose to fuck. Casual enemies with benefits to explore the possibilities of gay sex, what could possibly go wrong?

regulus black, librarian extraordinaire by woodstonight Regulus hits da bricks and becomes a librarian in a muggle area. Some years later, a Harry Potter walks in the library. It's the beginning of a wonderful friendship.

#whoa that's a lot considering I'm supposed to be revising for exams #regulus black #fic rec

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spxllcxstxr · 3 years

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Wouldn’t It Be Nice • R.L

(Gif not mine)

Request: maybe a blurb where the reader is dating Remus and one day, they randomly decide to miss classes and go on a date instead. maybe a walk, so it’s super simple but they talk about their life - their future and that makes it romantic. basically a fluff. lkshda I don’t know I just want him to hold my hand and kiss my forehead. Love your writing! — anon and hii, you asked for more remus requests and as a remus simp i just had to comply. i'd love to see more one shots that show both sides of remus: the softy, cuddly boy and the sassy, snarky comments king. so maybe have a moment where he's being cute with the reader and the immediate other they're sassing each other off and that's just how their relationship works :) — @moonysimpp

Summary: You skip a class and plan a wedding

Warnings: brief weed mention, skipping class, a little suggestiveness?, talks about marriage, no mention of Voldy/the war

Word Count: 1.4k

A.N: At first, I wasn’t going to combine these two requests...but I made Remus both snarky and soft so I thought why not? I hope that’s ok with the two of you, I feel like it just worked out well this way. As always, let me know what you think and love you all ❤️

Title: The Beach Boys - Wouldn’t it be Nice (I just got this vibe immediately after reading the request)

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“Have I gone completely mental, or is the Remus John Lupin actually asking me to skive off History of Magic?”

Remus stands across from you, leaning his shoulder against a stone pillar, red and gold tie prim and proper, hands buried deep in the pockets of his slacks. His eyes lazily roll at your theatrical gasp.

“And in our N.E.W.T. year!” You continue, dramatically clutching your chest. “What a naughty boy you are, Lupin. Can’t believe Minnie ever made you a Prefect!”

He raises an eyebrow at you, the right one, with the white jagged scar cutting it in half like a bolt of lightning.

“Are you done yet, love?” He casually asks, amused by your antics.

“Am I done?” You repeat, shocked. “My bad influence of a boyfriend is trying to get me to play truant!”

He snorts at your claim knowing full well you and Sirius skipped Herbology yesterday to get high behind Hagrid’s hut. No one was a bad influence on you except yourself, and everybody knew it.

“C’mon, Lily’ll take notes for us.” Remus takes a hand out of his pocket and rubs the back of his neck. The very simple and casual action has your heart fluttering.

“Oh, yeah.” The red head beside you scoffs. “‘Lily’ll take notes for us.’” She mocks in a lower voice to imitate Remus’. “Y’know, as Head Girl, I should be taking points away from you, Remus.”

“That’s rich comin’ from you, Lily.” Remus chuckles, reluctantly dragging his body away from the wall and closer to the two of you. He brings his index finger to the bottom of his chin, pretending to be deep in thought. “Who was it again that let you off when you and James got caught in the Prefect’s bathroom—“

Your friend’s face gets drenched in deep red embarrassment. Her eyes grow as wide as dinner plates. “We agreed to never speak of that, Remus.” Lily’s voice is deadly serious as she interrupts his thought.

Everybody in the entire castle and their pets knew all about how Remus walked in on something happening between James and Lily in the Prefect’s bathroom in December, but nobody except the three of them knew the exact story. It was considered major drama in the castle and even after months, people are still whispering about it.

He smirks at her bright and flustered face before turning his triumphant gaze onto you.

“So, you joinin’ me, love?” Remus asks, his hand outstretched towards you.

You always had trouble saying no to Remus Lupin.

“Hm, spend time with my boyfriend or be put to sleep by Binns’ awful monotone lecture? What a hard choice.” You snark before immediately grabbing at his hand and interlacing your fingers.

“Thought so, love.” Remus cockily voices, still smirking.

Remus’ lips briefly connect to your hairline in a kiss before he starts pulling you outside.

You barely have enough time to call out a goodbye to your friend before you’re scampering to keep up with Remus and his extremely long legs.

The air is cool against your skin, when you first step out onto the grounds. It’s crisp and clear and it beats sticking around in the musty castle. Students with all different colored robes dart around you, trying to make it to their classes in time.

“So what do you have planned for us on this fine day, Rem?” You ask, sauntering down the green rolling hills, occasionally purposefully bumping into his shoulder.

“Ah, I don’t have anything planned exactly.” He admits, thumb stroking your hand as the two of you pass Hagrid’s hut. “Just wanted to be with you. And not go to class, of course.”

“Wanted to get me alone, hm?” You tease, swatting lightly at his shoulder.

You can practically hear his eyes roll around in his sockets, something he does frequently since he has to deal with both you and his four other best friends. You don’t think there’s been a day since first year when his eyes haven’t made their rounds.

“You’re positively obnoxious, y’know that?”

You’re stepping over the plants and underbrush making up the tree line of the Forbidden Forest, trying not to get your foot submerged in mud.

“Yeah, but you love me.” You tell him, trying to balance on a fallen tree branch.

“Eh...” Remus shrugs, watching you maneuver around a twisting vine.

You narrow your eyes and stick your tongue out at him as a response.

He takes you to the spot Kettleburn usually lets his Hippogriffs roam around between lessons, a large clearing with some boulders and tree stumps to sit on.

The Forbidden Forest is beautiful in the soft May sunlight.

The leaves are lush and green, alive with various creatures noisily chatting away with each other. You hear the faint trampling and pounding of hooves off in the distance. Sweet scents of spring flowers drift through the breeze, relaxing your tense muscles.

The Forbidden Forest is even more beautiful when you’re supposed to be listening to the ghostly form of Professor Binns drone on and on about the Gargoyle Strike of 1911 in a stuffy old classroom.

Your back leans up against the rough bark of the nearest tree. It digs into your back and probably dirties your robes but you find that you don’t mind at all.

Eyelids flutter shut and you inhale the cool air deeply to ease your mind. The rustle of leaves from the gentle breeze and the chirping of surrounding creatures fills you with a sense of comfort.

Slowly, you open your eyes to see Remus sitting on a large dark boulder, gazing at you intently.

“Do you think Dumbledore would let us get married here?” You ask dreamily, observing the pale yellow sunlight filtering through the leaves.

Even from this distance, you can tell Remus’ body goes rigid.

“M-married?” He sputters meekly. “Is this a proposal? Are you proposing to me right now?”

Remus jumps from his seat, robes billowing behind him as he anxiously strides towards your spot.

“Do you want it to be a proposal?” You cock your head to the side.

“No!” He shouts, eyes wide. “I mean—fuck!” Remus continues to sputter, ears glowing pink.

You laugh at his fluster. “Relax, Remus, I know what you meant.”

“Oh thank Godric.” Remus huffs out a laugh before pressing his own back to the tree next to yours. “Just give me a few years and I’ll buy you a ring, love.”

“Well now I’m just excited.” You giggle, admiring how he’s carefully turning his head to survey the clearing.

The pale jagged lines of his scars dully glimmer in the rays of sunshine that make their way through the treetops. It’s almost angelic.

“It would be nice to get married here, wouldn’t it?” You hear him murmur, more to himself, you suspect.

“Just how many wizards you reckon been married in the Forbidden Forest?” You chuckle. “Darling, I think we’re obligated to be the first.”

Remus shakes his head fondly at the notion. His head lulls back to face you, eyebrow raised.

“Oi, you don’t need to convince me. Dumbledore’s the one you ought to ask.”

“Ah, he’s a softy.” You wave away his thought. “We’ll be fine.”

Remus raises his arms like he was presenting the wild and untamed forest behind him. “I don’t know love, it is called the Forbidden Forest.”

You shrug. “Well maybe they’ll rename it.”

“Oh yeah? To what?” Remus snorts, running a hand through his sandy curls.

You smile, making a grand gesture with your arms. “The Forbidden Unless You’re Remus and (Y/n) Lupin Forest.”

“Y’know what?” Remus smirks, kicking off of the tree. “I like the name change.”

“Oh yeah?” You raise an eyebrow as he ambled closer to your position.

“I particularly enjoy the (Y/n) Lupin part.” He places his hands on either side of your head, foreheads almost touching.

You hum in response, eyes gazing into his own honey brown ones. His eyes flick down to your lips before pressing his own to the top of your forehead.

Warmth spreads from where his lips connect with your skin, a smile instinctively growing across your face.

“Remus and (Y/n) Lupin.” He muses as he pulls away.

“Now that I think about it...” Your index finger taps against your lips in thought. “(Y/n) and Remus Lupin rolls off the tongue a bit better.”

“Whatever you say, love.” He happily sighs.

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All Character Taglist: @aspiringsloth20 @amourtentiaa @cherie-draco

Remus Lupin Taglist: @lunalovecroft

#Remus Lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin imagine #the marauders x reader

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drarryspecificrecs · 3 years

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Very Drarry Summer Vibes (2020) : Masterlist of complete DRARRY fics

1. The Coffee House by @corinalannister [G, 1k]

Draco is a struggling Barista and Harry is struggling with his fame. They start to trust each other over time when Harry visits the coffee shop Draco works in.

2. Everything Old is New Again by @rinnwrites [E, 10k]

A year after the war, Draco leaves England with a simple plan: Find a place where no one knows him, get his potions mastery, start a new life. He didn’t count on an obviously exhausted and shockingly studious Harry Potter showing up in his very first class.

3. Forget-Me-Nots and Narcissus by @triggerlil [M, 14k]

in which Draco is overcome by grief, and Harry is there to keep him afloat.

4. Head Full of You by @maesmora [E, 10k]

Harry Potter has a secret, and, just like his first year at Hogwarts, naturally everybody knows. Well, everybody except Draco Malfoy. Enter a bunch of meddling friends, a beach vacation to celebrate graduating their eighth year at school, and being forced to room with the love of his life. [...]

5. The morning left us (both defeated) by @jovialobservationanchor [M, 9k]

They'd had dreams, Harry and he. Harry was going to reform the DMLE from the inside. Draco was going to repay a spiritual debt. Now Harry woke up only to get through the day, Draco realized his debt would never be repaid, Harry never smiled anymore, and Draco found himself in the strange position of holding their partnership together.

6. Only Fools Fall (For You) by @welpslytherin [E, 6k]

It’s the summer of '98 and a certain blond Slytherin has amends to make and feelings to get over. Featuring skinny dipping, a bold Harry Potter, and a blushing Draco Malfoy.

7. Our Dreams, Our Pride by @ahhhnorealnamesallowed [M, 10k]

For six years, Harry has promised Draco a 'big thing' for their anniversary. This year is the year Harry is going to make it happen, even if he does so in a very Harry Potter way. Including last-minute vacation planning, some very sassy old people, a coach bus, and less anniversary sex than expected.

8. Out of the Ashes by Zedrobber [E, 5k]

Draco is self conscious about his Dark Mark and won't believe that Harry doesn't hate it - so Harry makes a suggestion that might help, with one condition.

9. Parades, Pansy, and fuck I’m too gay for this by @false-heteros16 [G, 2k]

After the war, Draco, who had been staying at home like a fucking hermit till Pansy came along, finally finds out about the LGBTQ+ Community, he dives head first into research and is amazed at what he finds. [...]

10. Teddy's Favourite by @iravenish [T, 2k]

It didn't come as a surprise when Teddy demanded to finally go to the beach. [...]

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War Wounds by silentauror

Harry/Draco, Harry/Ginny (2007, Explicit, 30k)

Some wounds take longer to recover from than others. This is a story about finding the way forward. Themes of alcoholism, dubious fidelity, and a love triangle.

“Since when I do matter so much to you?” Malfoy made an impatient gesture. “That still confuses me.”

“I don’t know,” Harry said. “I just… there are certain things that you expect to be the way they are in life. I expect Hermione to know stuff. I expect Ron to be up for a pint when I want him to be. I expect the Ministry to be bureaucratic and riddled with politics. I expect you to be confident, full of yourself, snarky, and good at everything you do. I want you to be that way.”

I can’t remember the last time I read anything that wasn’t on AO3 - I’m too used to it by now! - but I felt like doing a silentauror marathon and since most of her works are on LJ I decided to explore a bit. I’ve been reading a lot of older fics since coming back from my fandom break, I think looking for some nostalgic emotional resonance. And while alcoholism and infidelity are topics I usually avoid in fic, interestingly enough those tags were exactly what made me click on it. I know this is the kind of content that would make me jump into it back in 2007 and I’m so happy I gave this a chance in the name of nostalgia because this was the lovely, heartfelt and cathartic ride I needed. I must preface this clarifying that this fic is told from Harry’s POV and focuses heavily on the infidelity theme (his conflict) rather than on the alcoholism theme (Draco’s conflict). I feel like between the two, the latter gets an overly simplified resolution that some people might find disappointing, so keep that in mind before diving in.

One thing I love about older fics and especially silentauror’s works is how well they capture the war’s dark, urgent and haunting atmosphere. We often see characters being given space to be more damaged, snappy and introspective than usual, silently fighting personal demons before asking for help. This happens to be a post-war fic set ten years after the Battle but for those who love war time / spy fics like me, I highly recommend checking SA’s works where the war drags on for years. Those are so raw and tense! Personally I love how the serious tone note permeates the narrative and allows characters to be complicated, angry, lost and vulnerable. War Wounds captivated me right away with a quiet but poignant slow burn bringing together this sassy yet broken and incredibly lonely Draco, and this weary Harry who settled for a life that doesn’t bring him any joy and finds himself caught in Draco’s orbit because he’s the one who cares. Oh boy, their dynamics are electric but also quietly soft in its tentative friendship. I almost didn’t want them to get together because I looked forward to every bit of dialogue, every moment of silent understanding where they bonded over shared trauma.

Draco’s voice took my breath away - I don’t know how SA managed to balance his sharp tongue, vulnerability and long-standing want for Harry in such a brutally honest way. He’s snarky and seductive, a badass potions expert that renders Harry frustrated in his bi disaster crisis because he can’t understand how Draco could be anything other than confident smooth and absolutely in control. And this oblivious Harry is equally lovely, jaded about his work, full of insecurities watching his relationship with Ginny ruin, confused and irritated and curious about the way Draco makes him question his sexuality, but never abandoning him on his own. As many “sexual identity crisis” stories Ginny fills the role of wrong person / bad guy but despite the amount of stories exploring this trope, this fic still feels very fresh and unique as if the author is writing a love letter to Drarry.

This fic is also intensely cinematic. So many special moments will stay with me, like the way Draco confronts Harry about keeping secrets (I love his ultimatum “if we’re going to be friends let’s cut the bullshit and talk things through”) or when Harry feels a lump in his throat seeing Draco in the rain, or their early conversation about Draco liking unavailable things, and of course the beautiful way they come together at last, intimate and understanding, Harry finally sure of his feelings and experiencing all the things that for whatever reason he never got to experience with Ginny. I found their certainty about each other really touching, yet nothing prepared me for that “This is going to be good, Harry”, I could actually feel my chest bursting with emotion. I hadn’t felt this moved by a fic ending in ages!

If you’re looking for a quietly gorgeous, mature, realistic and slightly angsty post-war romance search no more, and while at it make sure to check SA’s full catalogue, you’re in for a treat!

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