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Ch. 40:ย Hidden Deals
Fandom:ย Harry Potter (Hogwarts years 1-7)ย Pairing: Draco x OFC
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When Arden returned from the library to find her friends all huddled in the common room like there was nothing to do, she was very much irritated. "Am I the only one who studies here?"
At the same time she asked, Romina, who sat cross legged on the floor in front of the table, flicked a piece of paper across the table to make a goal over Angel's fingers. Romina, gleeful, looked up at Arden. "We did our studying. Now we're relaxing. I've got 5 goals under my belt."
"That's cause you know the game," Angel reminded and lowered his palms to the table. His makeshift goal with his fingers was about the only concrete part he understood of this football game Romina talked about.
Romina shrugged at him. "Doesn't mean anything."
From the couch, Carolinha looked up from a magazine Daphne had let her borrow. "Pretty sure that means everything."
"Who's side are you on?" Romina shot the brunette a look over her shoulder. Angel, in turn, smirked proudly.
"Unfortunately, familial ties require me to be on his side," Carolinha said, and Angel's smirk dropped.
Romina let out a loud "Ha!" that cut through the room. Angel reached for one of the crumpled balls of paper they were using as footballs and flicked it towards Romina only instead of reaching her, or making a goal for that matter, he somehow got it to flick in Arden's direction and hit her nose.
Arden flinched. "Hey!"
Angel apologetically smiled. "Sorry. I've never played any form of football."
Arden shook her head. "It's actually not that hot today. Why don't you go to the lake today or something?"
"Who are you, our mother?" Carolinha raised an eyebrow at her. "And how come you're not coming?"
"I have Divination."
"I told you not to take that class," Romina said, readying herself to flick another paper football towards Angel's finger goals.
"No you didn't."
"I didn't?" Romina paused to think. "Oh, right, that was Hermione."
"A legend, by the way, and not in the best way in this class," Arden said. Everybody knew how Trewlany had publicly declared Hermione's lack of divination skills the year before and how Hermione had reacted in response.
"Still funny," Romina snickered. "Every time you remind her, she gets so mad."
"I think she's better in Ancient Runes," Carolinha said, finally giving up the magazine in her hands. "I ask her for help all the time in that class. I gotta say, she was better than any of the private tutors Mum and Dad hired for us before coming to school."
"You guys had private tutors?" Romina said, making a face and glancing over her shoulder to Arden. "They had private tutors, Ard..."
"Of course," Arden did a fake curtsy for the twins.
"What a shocker," Romina said right before flicking her paper ball. It hit Angel between the eyes.
"Hey!" He frowned.
Romina giggled. "That counts as a goal."
"I'm pretty sure it doesn'tโฆ" Angel's head turned in Arden's direction, "Does it?"
Arden rolled her eyes. "Romina, quit being mean."
"Arden's right guys, why don't we go outside?" Carolinha suggested, finally putting down her magazine. "Or we could go see if anybody else is putting their name into the Goblet?" The room of the Goblet of Fire was a hot spot and it would continue to be one until Halloween night when the champions' names were called.
"What for? I already got my fill when Fred and George did their little aging number," Romina said, resting her palms on the table. Angel called quits on their game. Ten to 2 was something to ponder for him.
"Then let's go to the lake! Oh!" Carolinha hopped off the couch with a lit up face. "You can show us that violin of yours!"
"You brought it?" Angel asked Romina, fairly curious as his sister had been when she first saw the instrument.
Romina nodded. "I thought it would be nice if it didn't collect dust this year."
"Let's do that!" Carolinha exclaimed. "Can we, Romina? Please?"
Romina shrugged. "I guess. But I stand by my warning that I only know muggle tunes. It's a muggle class."
"Something different," Angel smiled. "We'll love it, I'm sure."
Romina flushed. "Alright then. Be back in a bit." She pushed herself up from the ground and headed for the hallway.
"And I guess I'm off to Divination," Arden said, making a face. "Will you guys still be there afterwards?"
"Yeah," Angel nodded. "I want to listen to as many tunes Romina can play."
Arden smirked knowingly. "Oh, I bet you do."
"Arden," Romina's call was sharp and full of warning. Arden decided to hurry along for her Divination book in her room.
"So, Romina, are we doing it?" Carolinha eagerly asked.
"Yeah, why not," Romina started pulling herself up from the floor. "I win, Angel."
Angel sighed. "Not much of a game if one of the players doesn't know how to play."
Romina pushed her hair behind her shoulders, smiling smugly. "Doesn't mean anything." She started for the hallway.
"Pretty sure it meansย everything!" Angel called after her, making her laugh.
~ 0 ~
The lake wasn't that crowded given that classes had only started a couple weeks back. Students were still grappling to their new schedules. Those lucky enough to enjoy some time off, like Romina, Carolinha and Angel, had found ample space to relax in.
Romina had been shy carrying her violin all the way down to the lake. Several students had given her strange looks for owning the instrument in the first place. The Beauxbaton girls were the only students who seemed slightly impressed...as if no Hogwart student could be graceful enough to use the instrument correctly.
"That looks new," Carolinha remarked as they sat down on the mushy grass. She and Angel sat opposite of Romina.
"It sort of is," Romina said, placing the violin over her lap, "My aunt and uncle bought it for me last year as a Christmas present. I've only ever really played it during last summer."
"Arden said you were taking classes, right?" Angel asked. "Or that you had started it up again?"
Romina nodded. "Before coming to Hogwarts, I took violin classes after school. You could say that the violins have grown with me."
"That's cute," Carolinha giggled. "Poetic."
"Yeah, that's about the only poetic thing about me," Romina said, sharing a laugh with her afterwards. "But in all seriousness, I do love this thing so much. I may be a loud mouth, impulsive, and my character could use some more ladylike traits but when I play the violin...I feel like I'm truly elegant and graceful."
"You can be those things when you want to be," Angel said, "And even if you aren't, who cares? You're still great."
Romina smiled sweetly at him. "Thanks."
Carolina cleared her throat with purpose. She was beginning to think her brother was going a little overboard with his crush. Annoying was crossed a long time ago. "Anyways," she said, throwing her brother a look for him to calm himself, "I want to hear something."
"Well," Romina said, pausing to think for a second, "Before we came back to Hogwarts, Arden and I were practicing this cover of Halloween muggle movie we watched."
"What was it?" both Carolinha and Angel inquired, even sharing the same curiosity that only twins could.
Romina was shy when she answered in a whisper. "Hocus Pocusโฆ"
"Hocus what?" Carolinha lifted an eyebrow at her. "That sounds weird, even for Muggles."
"It's a Halloween movie. A comedic Halloween movie," Romina reminded them, "It's about 3 witches who come back to life after being lynched in the Salem Witch Trialsโ"
"That's supposed to be aย comedy?" Angel made a face. "The Salem Witch trials are terrible, Romina. Nothing funny can be made out of it."
Romina sighed. She supposed she shouldn't be surprised that even the twins didn't understand her muggle ways sometimes. "It's supposed to be fake, guys," she said quietly.
"But it's not," Carolinha said adamantly, "Witches and wizards used to be hunted down for real until we decided to go underground."
"I get that but this is just a movie and you know what?" Romina frowned at the pair of siblings. "If we're going to be on the honesty partโthose witches deserved it. If anybody's stealing youth and killing children, then they should be killed." She opened her arms to wait for a counterargument from either sibling.
Of course, there was none.
"Thank you," Romina said, rolling her eyes, "Now then, would you like to hear the version of the song they used for the movie? It's catchy, I swear. And the titleโฆ?"
"Yeah, I guess," Angel nodded, slowly. He could see where Romina's annoyance stemmed from and over a movie. Maybe he and Carolinha were over-exaggerating a little bit. There was no way Romina would ever be okay with the Salem Witch Trials.
"The song's called 'I Put a Spell on You'," Romina said, earning a combined laugh.
"Of course it is," Carolinha shook her head. "Okay, maybe it's not that bad."
"The way Winnie sings it is hilarious," Romina continued with more giddiness now that they were focusing on the 'it's a movie' part. "She makes the humans dance. But the actual song is a little bit more...sensual, I think."
"Oooh," Carolinha's eyes widened, her lips curling into a smirk. "Now I definitely want to hear it."
"I'm not sure I want to anymore," Angel muttered. Carolinha promptly elbowed him on his side. "I'm just saying!"
Romina laughed. "You should hear Arden sing it. She's actually really good. If this whole witch thing doesn't turn out, we might go into show business. Arden sings and I play the violin."
"I'll pay for the tickets!" Carolinha quickly volunteered.
"Oh alright, can we just hear it?" Angel asked, preferring to get it out of the way before Carolinha started going on in a ramble.
Romina thought the same. "Okay." She pulled her violin over her left collarbone. It took some adjusting but she'd remembered everything Mrs. Vale had taught her. She'd only been going to Mrs. Vale's class since forever. Soon, she was delicately moving the bow over the strings to createโto the best of her abilityโthe melody of the song. To help the twins imagine the song better, she decided to hum along.
Whatever qualms and annoyances that had occurred were forgotten in a matter of seconds. The twins were dazzled with Romina's talent. The melody truly did sound like it was trying to tempt you into something, taunting even. Carolinha swayed her head, imagining what it would sound with even more instruments. Angel listened as well but he was more focused on Romina. It looked like she had forgotten they were even there. Her hums grew louder yet remained soft to stay between them.
"Sing," Angel suddenly requested. He had done so breathlessly that Carolinha sent him another 'calm down' glance.
Romina's eyes flickered to the twins, smiling lightly. "I'm not much of a singer," she reminded them. She continued to play without the humming. "Maybe when Arden gets out of class, she can help."
"You're playing amazingly," Angel said.
"You really are," agreed Carolinha.
Romina was flushed with embarrassment. "Thanks guys," she said. "You want to hear more? I've got Disney classics under my belt."
"Disney?" Both twins chorused with the same confusion.
Romina laughed. "Oh dear, I've got to catch you up."
~ 0 ~
Divination could not have ended any slower. Arden was ready to leave, especially today. Trewlany had, had some crazy ideas and suggestions about rearranging seats for the class and Arden wasn't very content with her new partner. The only thing that they could agree on was that neither one wanted the other for a partner.
"Hey King!" she heard the call from the steps above.
"No," Arden said sharply when she turned to Draco coming down the stairs.
"I haven't said anything," the blonde said with a frown.
"I don't care," Arden snapped. "You saw who I got stuck with as a partner!" She flapped her arm in the direction of their class. "You really think that after sitting next to Pansy for what seemed like an eternity, that I would have the energy to handle whatever the hell you're going to send my way?"
"Kinda weak there," Draco remarked, smirking when he could practically see the fumes coming out of Arden's ears. "I was just going to ask if you had any idea where Oswell would be right now? I have something...fun to show her."
"Oh, I bet," Arden rolled her eyes. She was also in no mood to handle the petty war between the two. "She's at the lake. I sincerely hope she'll shove you into the water. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the library to get a headstart on that homework Trewlany assigned. Fancy making predictions?"
"Not unless they include me winning," Draco was quick to answer with. He moved around her and went on his way.
Arden went in the opposite way for the library.
~ 0 ~
Maybe it was a little late to enact another round of retaliation but after thinking about it during Divination classโbecause Draco pretty much thought about anything but the actual classโhe decided that he earned some fun times. Trewlany made time go so unbearingly slow.
"Remind me again why we can't go back to the Common Room after a long day?" Blaise asked him as they trudged down towards the lake. Like Draco, and Arden for that matter, Divination had sucked the life out of him.
"Because you can never miss an opportunity to stick it to Oswell," Draco answered automatically.
"On the contrary," said Theodore, rolling his eyes, "I don't think any of us care enough like you do. Is it really that important?"
"Absolutely," Draco said confidently. He was sure that if Romina had thought of the same thing he had, she wouldn't waste a second in enacting it.
"And why are we here again?" Blaise asked with a sigh.
"Because I require an audience and you two have nothing better to do."
"...fair."
Draco thought as much. He picked up his pace, leaving Blaise and Theodore to do the same. The closer they got, the more they started hearing what sounded like music. It took them a short moment to realize it wasn't exactly music but a product of a violin. And with that violin came the giggles of familiar girls.
Draco immediately picked out Romina's from Carolinha's, the latter having a more squeakish type of giggle. He soon spotted the pair sitting on the ground and, unsurprisingly, it was Romina who had been playing the violin. Then Draco saw Angel sitting a bit too close to Romina. In fact, during her fit of giggles (apparently over something Angel was proudly saying), Romina occasionally let her head fall over his shoulder. And of course Angel lived for it. Of course he did. Draco knew he did.
"Are you going or not?" Blaise demanded beside Draco, very much tired.
"Seriously," Theodore threw his head back impatiently.
Draco continued to watch in silence for a few more minutes. He knew he got angry a lotโit was part of his personalityโbut he couldn't ever remember a moment where he felt this type of anger. It was an unjustified angerโhe could admit that to himself and only to himselfโand it consumed him in under a minute. A record time; something else he was aware of but would only admit it to himself.
"Look, she's clearly not even thinking about your stupid warโcan we go now?" Blaise said, despite already turning away. Theodore was doing the same thing.
No, Romina clearly wasn't thinking about anything else that didn't have to do with that violin of hers and Angel sitting perhaps but a centimeter from her. Draco had never turned so fast, that Blaise could ascertain, considering he was shoved to the side.
"Hey!" Blaise called after him but Draco was too far ahead to notice or hear anything, not that he would even if he had been close.
"What the hell is his problem?" Theodore rolled his eyes and got started walking back to the castle.
~ 0 ~
Arden lowered her parchment to see both Harry and Ron staring at her with wide blinking eyes. They'd been working quietly in the library since they'd found each other. They were also taking Divination which led to a lot of common ground between them, mostly questions about how to do the assignment. Arden had long lost patience and when Ron suggested they just start making up their predictions for the month, Arden went right with it. Now she was done and she was ready to present her homework to them.
"ErmโฆArdenโฆ" Harry said a minute later, he and Ron both looking at her chart, "You wrote down that you're going to get run over."
"Yeah," Arden shrugged. "So what?"
"Getting run over implies cars and...there's no cars at Hogwarts," Harry said, pressing his lips into a thin line.
"Huh, you're right." Arden planted her arms on the table and thought for a second. "Oh!" She snapped her fingers. "I can get trampled over! She can't question that with the Beauxbatons' horses out there."
"Sounds good," Harry snickered as he handed her parchment back.
"I hope she buys it thoughโTrewlaney," Arden said.
"She will as long as we put ruddy stuff like the 'planets aligned'," Ron mimicked their professor's tone, causing a fit of snickers amongst them.
"King!"
Arden groaned. "Not again," she whispered just as Draco strode up to the table. "I thought you were going to the laโ"
"We need to talk,ย now," Draco declared, "Get your stuff and let's go!"
Arden raised an eyebrow at him. "Excuse me?"
"Now!"
"You can't talk to her like that," frowned Harry.
"For once in your lifetime, Potter, stay out of it," snapped Draco without so much of a glance in Harry's direction. His eyes were glued on Arden as he waited for her to pack her stuff up.
"That's rich coming from you," Harry scoffed.
Draco paid his remark no attention. "King, let's go!"
Ron looked between Arden and Harry, sharing the same surprise and genuine curiosity. It wasn't every day that Draco Malfoy ignored them. They wished that would happen more often but sadly reality wasn't that kind to them...which begged the question of what had caused such a phenomenon in the first place.
"I will get your stuff and shove into the bag," Draco warned Arden, "and whatever homework you got doneโ"
"I get it," Arden said, raising a hand to keep him right where he was. "Sheesh, what the hell got into you?" She started rolling up her parchment. She packed up quicker just out of sheer curiosity. "I guess I'll see you two laterโah!" Draco had yanked her away from the table before she could finish saying goodbye to Harry and Ron. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Arden exclaimed against his hard grip around her arm.
Madame Pince shot them both a look for the disturbance but since they were on their way out anyways, she didn't bother with anything else.
"Would you let go of me? Since when do you touch me anyways!?" Arden wrestled out of Draco's grip. "And how can I make that never happen again!?"
"Shut it!" He snapped. "And listen!"
"Not like I have much of a choice," Arden muttered as she rubbed her arm. "What's gotten into you?"
"You...you were right," Draco said after much struggle, "I...I think I need to fix things with Romina."
Arden paused, her head turning slightly. "Oh, you're serious." He huffed. "You used her first name. How'd that happen in the course of an hour?"
"Doesn't matter," Draco said, "I just need...some...help." The struggle to admit any of that was enough to send him to the nightwing with stomach pains.
Arden's eyebrows raised. "Oh?ย Myย help?"
Draco nodded. "Unfortunately, the only people who really know Oswell are you and Potter. And I will die before I ever askย himย for help."
"Yeah, yeah you would," Arden agreed. "And you're in luck, Harry lives a few houses down from Romina but I live right next door to her."
"I know, that's a torture I don't even want to imagine...for her, you know."
"You want my help or not?"
"...yes," Draco admitted.
Arden tilted her head. "Say it completely. I require a full admission before I offer my services."
"Seriously?"
"Mhm. You fucked it up, therefore you gotta work for it."
"Oh I bet," Draco grumbled. He had thought long and hard before coming to Arden and as such, he expected a couple things. "Fine," he relented, "I need your help. What's it going to cost from you?"
Arden grinned. "Two things," she said, much too quickly...almost as if she'd expected this situation to happen. "One," โshe raised a fingerโ, "you have trade Divination partners with me."
Draco's face filled with horror. "You want me to take Parkinson!?"
Arden nodded. "Absolutely."
"No, no, anything else!"
"That's one of my prices!"
"Nott doesn't even like you!"
"Not my problem, I'd rather work with him instead."
"NO!"
Arden crossed her arms. "Why not? She's like in love with you so you could get her to do your work."
"It's not worth it!" Draco said far too quickly for Arden not to laugh on the spot. "I mean it!"
"That's part one of my deal," Arden said, "Take it."
Draco passed a hand over his face, groaning, "Fine! How will you explain that to Trewlany anyways?"
Arden cleared her throat and proceeded to answer in the voice of their professor, "Because my birth planet would be out of its orbit if I was next to Parkinson." She laughed shortly afterwards.
"What else?" demanded Draco before he truly lost it.
"I've seen you talking to Viktor KrumโI want an autograph."
"You don't even like Quidditch, why would you want an autograph from him?"
"Because then I'm going to sell that for a couple galleons," Arden answered matter-of-factly. "I can definitely start a schoolwide bidding for it," she smirked.
Draco paused and looked at her. "I am...very tempted to say I like your style."
Arden nodded. "We can work well together."
"Fine, I will switch partners with you and get the stupid autograph. Will you help me fix things with Romina?"
Arden held her hand out to shake with him. "Done deal."
Draco begrudgingly shook hands with her. "Not a word to anyone," he warned. "That's my end of the deal."
"I don't think they'd believe me anyways," Arden pointed out.
In that, Draco could relax but everything else...it seemed impossible. He had yet to flush out the anger he felt from the lake.
~ 0 ~
"I'm so tired," Arden said as she and Romina made it into the courtyard, "And you Romina, you look soโฆ" Arden finished her sentence cautiously when Romina threw her a glare.
They had just finished a Care of Magical Creatures class and the skrewts were getting too big for either girl's liking. They were burning more. Romina had marks on her arms to prove it. "I love Hagrid but I'm afraid he's going to kill us," she said on their way to Great Hall.
Arden laughed. "I know."
"The only good thing is that it wasn't just me who looks like this," Romina held her arms out for Arden to see. "Draco had the lovely idea to say I should connect the dots with them as if he didn't have a big mark on his neck."
Arden snorted. It was actually a fairly funny joke. "I meanโฆ"
"Shut it!" Romina snapped. "I'm going to get him back for that one too."
"Again with that? Aren't you getting tired of that?"
"It's like you don't know me at all."
"I'm just sayingโฆ" Arden wouldn't say that she was saying it in the first place because of the deal she'd made with Draco a few days back, "Don't you think it's kinda childish?"
"Maybe," shrugged Romina, "But it's also kind of fun."
Arden took note of the smirk on her friend's face. "It's more like weird flirting, you know."
The smirk dropped right off Romina's face. "I will punch you if you ever say that again to me."
Now it was Arden who was smirking. "Why? Cause it's true?" Romina said nothing before punching Arden's arm. "OW!" Arden yelped, hand clapping over her arm.
"I warned you," Romina said, entering the Great Hall. She was extra hungry after dealing with burning Skrewts.
"I was just sayingโ" Arden stopped altogether when Romina's fist raised again. "I meant maybe you should call it a truce already."
"Why would I ever do that?" Romina found an empty spot at their table. "It's not like Draco will."
"You never know," Arden said, taking a seat beside her. "You could try talking to him."
"Why bother? What I really want to hear from him will not be coming out of his mouth anytime soon." Romina reached for the bowl of peas. "I think he's forgotten the reason why we're in this in the first place."
"You mean because of what he said at the World Cup?"
Romina nodded. "Yes. Until he shows me a shred of decency, I can't forgive him."
"But...even Hermione doesn't seem that mad about it anymore and it was directed atย her," Arden reminded. She'd done her due diligence and fished it out of Hermione herself. If anything, Hermione was more concerned that Romina would end up pushing Draco too far and would get hurt because of it.
"It doesn't matter," Romina snapped, "It's what he implied for the rest of muggles. I have to be honest, I still think that maybe, just maybe, he didn't mean it."
A silver lining. Arden jumped on it. "So use that and go talk to him!"
Romina shook her head. "No way. He'd laugh in my face for sure. He doesn't want to talk to me."
Arden cocked her head to the side, lips pursing as she mumbled under her breath. "You'd be surprised."
"Did you say something?"
"Huh?" Arden jumped. "Nope! Well, I was just curiousโฆ"
"About what?"
"Well, look, I'm kind of tired of this bullshit so excuse my curiosity. What do you really want Draco to do?"
"Does it really matter?"
"Yes!"
Romina side-glanced her friend with some suspicion but given that Arden was pretty much everywhere, Romina decided not to think about it so much. "I guess...I just want him to be honest. Mainly, I'd like to know that he's not as terrible as everybody says he is. Human decency, you know? He's not willing to let somebody die." Romina stopped eating altogether. She hadn't meant to be so specific. It was almost like she'd been thinking about it nonstopโwhich she hadn't. "I need to go change."
"What?" Arden frowned when Romina started getting up. "But we just sat down. You said you were starving!"
"I had my fill," Romina said quickly before rushing off.
"With what?" Arden was left calling. She took a look at Romina's plate and saw it was still pretty heavy on the load.
Half an hour later, Arden was relaying the conversation with Draco. They walked alongside each other down the bridge
"So basically you have nothing for me," Draco said sourly, shooting Arden a glare. Arden rolled her eyes in return. "I've already paid you but I will take my partner back."
Arden snorted. "No way in hell I'm giving Nott back. He's actually not that bad." Somewhere in the distance, she was sure Theodore would be hexing both her and Draco for using him like that. "And calm down, drama queen, I'm doing the best I can but you sincerely fucked it up."
"Wipe that smile off your face," Draco snapped as soon as he saw Arden close to laughing. "You said you were going to help me. Deal's a deal, King."
"Yeah, yeah," Arden waved him off. "I am. I had to do some fishing before I could actually help."
"That implies you've figured it out, then?"
"Mhm." Arden came to a stop, prompting Draco to do the same. "You want to fix things? You need to man up and go talk to Rominaโand listen extra close for thisย oneโwithoutย any tricks and jokes. No more retaliations, no more tricks. You need to be serious for once in your life."
"I thought I gave the implication that I was very serious when I agreed to take Parkinson off your hands," Draco reminded her.
Arden would bobbed her head. "Yeah, okay." That was a sacrifice all on its own. "But I meant what I said. Honestly, you just need to talk. I can help arrange that."
"No," Draco flatout said.
"Why not?"
"Becauseโฆ" Draco struggled to come up with a decent answer and it was simply irritating Arden to no end. It was like he was purposely sabotaging his own attempts.
"I'm calling the shots now," she decided and took off for the courtyard.
"Whatโget the hell back here!" Draco rushed after her. Arden was surprisingly fast for someone petite like her. "That's not what we agreed on!"
"We agreed that I would help you and if I have to drag you there myself, I'll do it," Arden said, making the motion that she was more than willing to pinch him by the ear if she had to. "I have a younger sister and brother, you know. I'll do it for sure."
"Malfoy?" The pair stopped at the call. Theodore was coming up to them with a fairly confused face. "What are you doing with King of all people?"
Arden audibly groaned. "Datingโis it any of your business?"
Draco could have strangled her at that moment. He cast a deep glare in her direction but Arden was long used to the looks Pansy always sent her.
"Seriously, think about it. Talking is the way to go," she warned him before taking off.
"What the hell was that?" Theodore asked, or rather demanded, from Draco when Arden was gone. "First, you make me switch partners and now you're spending time with her? Dude, what the hell is going on?"
"None of your business," snapped Draco before he, too, took off. He had to consider his very few options before Arden decided to follow through with her threat to arrange things.
~ 0 ~
Romina felt like she was being watched in a way. She had no idea what it was, nor who it was, but she felt the presence of someone's eyes on her. She wouldn't realize it until a couple of Beauxbatons girls came up to her one day with the message that their headmistressโMadame Maximโwas waiting for her in the courtyard.
"But why is she looking for me?" Romina dumbly asked the seventh year girl who'd relayed the message.ย Don't be stupid, you know why, she reprimanded herself. She'd been wondering how long she could put that awkward conversation off.
The answer was a month.
So, after getting herself a little more ready for the meetโbecause she couldn't meet Madame Maxim without making herself a little more presentableโRomina went to go find the woman in the courtyard. Sure enough, there she was with a couple of her students.
Romina cleared her throat the closer she got. One of the girls informed Maxime about her presence and were promptly shooed as Romina arrived.
"Ah, bonjour Miss Oswell," she greeted cordially.
"Hello," Romina said, feeling like she probably should have said something else, something fancy.
"It's very nice to meet you," Madame Maxime said, smiling politely and cordially. "I believe your grandmother talked about us? The Beauxbatons Academy?"
Romina nodded. She sincerely hoped that her grandmother hadn't mentioned the big time gap since she first requested she (and Rolf for that matter) speak to her old headmistress.
"Abigail Gejรฉl was one of my prized students back in the day," Madame Maxime remarked, her expression growing distant as she thought of the past. "I had just become the headmistress of the academy. Your grandmother, bless her heart, made my job a lot easier."
"I get the idea that she does that a lot," Romina said. It was embarrassing to admit that she didn't yet know her grandmother like a true granddaughter should.
Madame Maxime made a gesture for Romina to walk with her. "Oh yes, as a young girl, Abigail showed clear signs that she was poised and disciplined like a young lady should be."
Back in the day, Romina sourly thought. They were talking about the early 20th century of course. She, however, was not as "poised and disciplined" as her grandmother. She doubted she ever would be.
"She grew up to be a prized example of what all Beauxbatons students should be like," Madame Maxime said. She brought Romina to an empty bench where the two could sit together. "And she brought more recognition and pride after her work against Grindelwald."
"Who?" Romina asked, making a face. She regretted it the moment Madame Maxime looked at her crazily.
"You do not know of your grandmotherโyour grandparents'โhistory in the wizarding world?"
"Um...I have a complicated past myself," Romina said, biting her lip. "I only just discovered that Abigail was my grandmother. I heard a few things about a war but...I don't really know the exact details."
"This is an important history. Your grandmother fought to keep everybody safe, she helped fight one of the most powerful wizards apart from You-Know-Who."
"I didn't know," Romina admitted with shame. Maybe she should spend a little more time with history books rather than play tricks on people.
"I suppose Abigail didn't want to talk about the dark past with her grandchildren," Madame Maxime said, shrugging her shoulders.
Romina had to wonder if Rolf knew about this.ย Of course he has to. He's known grandma forever.ย Romina could feel a sting in her heart. What if her grandmother hadn't said anything because she didn't want to?ย Maybe she doesn't trust me enough.
"How old are you, Romina?" Madame Maxime inquired as she looked Romina over to calculate her own answer.
"Fourteen," Romina said.
"Ah, prime year to get ready for your exams the following year," nodded Madame Maxime. "As I have told Abigail time after time, the doors of the Beauxbaton academy are always open for her family."
Romina's eyes widened slightly at the idea of her actually attending Beauxbaton Academy instead of Hogwarts. It was terrifying to say the least.
"She's never taken my offer, though," Madame Maxime lamented, "She and her husband decided to send their kids to Hogwarts." She made a weak gesture towards the school. "I deeply respect Dumbledore but I must admit I have a little sore spot when it comes to my alumni."
Romina could smile at that. "I'm sure my grandmother doesn't think any less of your school. There's just something about Hogwarts, I guess. My father's family is originally from Columbia and they emigrated a long time ago to England just for the school."
Madame Maxime eyed Romina with genuine surprise. "Really?"
"Mhm," Romina nodded. ""Long time ago. Whole generation of Oswells have been coming here..."
"Well," Madame Maxime said with a huffy sigh, "I suppose I still have a chance of nabbing another Gejel when you and your cousin grow up."
Romina laughed for sheer embarrassment at the implication. "I'm fourteen, Madame!"
"Right now you are, but don't forget about Beauxbaton when you have your little ones, alright?" The woman winked at Romina and chuckled when she saw the bright blush on the girl's face.
~ 0 ~
It would be days before Romina could even glance in Madame Maxime's direction during meals in the Great Hall. Even then, Romina preferred to mostly focus on her meals. She did, however, nab the first opportunity to speak with Rolf later that week.
"She got to you too then, huh?" Rolf was shaking his head when Romina finished telling him the awkward conversation she had with the Madame. "I love grandma Abby, but that Madame is a little weird." Rolf hopped onto one of the windowsills for a seat. "And very obsessed with having more Gejรฉls at her school."
"Oh God, did she talk about that with you too?" Romina now felt mortified for the two.
"My future kids and whatnot! Lady, I'm 14!"
"And a guy, for that matter," Romina added, nearly snorting when Rolf went with a sharp 'yeah!'. "You're a scaredy cat."
"Oh come off it, you thinking about your future children already?" Rolf shot her a look.
"Of course not," Romina crossed her arms over her chest, "It's just not as terrifying as it probably is for you guys. Women are just inherently braver, hence the reason we're the ones who have kids."
"Whatever," Rolf said, rolling his eyes. "At least we got that stupid conversation over with. Now we can report back to grandma and that'll be that."
"Yeah, about that...Madame Maxime taoked a lot about grandma's history?" Romina decided to take a seat beside her cousin. "She was talking about these important battles that Grandma supposedly fought in the past? And I had no idea what she was talking about. Grindelwald?"
Rolf nodded. "Yeah, both grandma and grandpa had to do their share of fighting against that guy. He was almost as bad as You-know-who."
"Powerful โ that's what Madame Maxime said about him," Romina remembered. "How come grandma hasn't told me about it?"
"Probably didn't want to talk about that the first time she met you," Rolf shrugged. "Not exactly the most cheery way to greet your granddaughter for the first time."
"But them afterwards? Not even grandpa said anything."
"To be fair, grandpa never likes talking about that dark period. He's more shut off about it than grandma."
"It just feels like they don't really trust me," Romina admitted.
"Don't go there, Romina," Rolf warned.
"Why not?" Romina huffed.
"Because it's not true?" Rolf said in a manner that expressed this was logical thinking. "You have no idea how much everyone lamented that they couldn't meet you, but no one more than our grandparents."
"Then why didn't they tell me any of this stuff?"
"Because it's full of darkness, of-of endless fighting. They didn't want that story to be the first thing you heard of them. Do you know how long it tookย meย to hear the story? Ages."
"It's not like I haven't heard worse," Romina said quietly.
Rolf stayed silent. He knew exactly what she was talking about, ironically the other reason why their grandparents hadn't said anything either. They knew Romina's past already held much more darkness than any fourteen year old's past should.
"Romina," Rolf reached for his cousin's arm, gently squeezing it, "They love you. Don't you dare think otherwise. It's not fair to either side."
Romina could agree with that sentiment. Her grandparents had shown nothing but deep affection for her since the moment they met. She shouldn't start doubting them after one conversation with a woman she barely knew.
"You're right, I'm being stupid," Ronina shook her head. She felt silly now that she thought about it.
"I wouldn't go that far," Rolf said with a light chuckle and pat on her arm. He slid off the windowsill. "Now c'mon, we have Muggle Studies today."
Romina agreed and moved to slide off the windowsill as well until she heard her name. To her surprise it was Theodore approaching her.
"What's up Nott?" Romina raised an eyebrow at him.
"You tell me," he responded rather sourly, something that Romina and Rolf exchanged glances for. "Since you seem to be besties with Arden."
"I don't 'seem to be', I am," Romina corrected. "Have you not being paying attention for the past 4 years?"
Theodore rolled his eyes at her. "Where the hell is she? I can't find her."
"Why are you of all people looking for Arden?"
"Well, I've been trying to get a word with Draco but he keeps blowing me off!"
"And the connection between that and Arden would beโฆ?" Romina made a gesture with her hand for Theodore to get on with it. Beside her, Rolf wanted to laugh at how his cousin was handling things. She just had a way, didn't she?
"I was partners with Draco in Divination and then suddenly he says he's taking Parkinson instead and that I have to be Arden's partner now."
Romina paused just to replay Theodore's words in her head and make sure she heard right. "Sorry, you saidโฆ"
"No explanation whatsoever and whenever I try to ask about it, turns out neither Draco more Arden can be found!" Theodore scowled. "And the moments that I've caught them, they're always together."
At that, Romina had to laugh. "Yeah right!" Theodore wasn't laughing. He stared at Romina long and hard until she got the message. "Oh, you weren't kiddingโฆ" She blinked. "That makes zero sense. They couldn't stop complaining last year that they were stuck as each other's partners for Divination. In fact, the only thing they could both agree on is that this year it would be better because they wouldn't be partners anymore. Why would they be doing favors for each other?"
"Really Oswell? You can't figure it out?" Theodore snapped.
"Figure what out?" Romina made a face. She glanced at Rolf and saw that he was more or less agreeing with Theodore. "What? What am I missing?"
"They're either together or nowhere to be found, which is really just the former," Theodore said, "They're seeing each other in secret. They're dating โ which isย disgusting!"
"They so gotta be," Rolf agreed, crossing his arms and nodding his head.
Theodore gave him a grateful gesture for seeing it his way. "Right? Thanks, Gyrffindor."
"My name is Rolf."
Theodore ignored him in favor of Romina who had yet to say anything. "Well, Oswell, Arden's your friend. Get her to leave my things alone and by that, I mean keep her paws offโ"
"No," Romina spat, her nose crinkling.
"Romina, just use your connectionsโ"
"No!" Romina yelled with a sudden rush of anger. "You're mad if you think you're right!"
"No I'm not," frowned Theodore, "I've been chasing them down for a whole week. I have eyes, Romina. They're always together!"
"NO!" Romina's anger kept rising like bile in her throat. "That's not true! They'reย notย dating!"
"Romina," Rolf gently called to calm her down. He didn't think she'd want the attention from others in the hallway.
Romina drew her arm away when Rolf attempted to touch her. "He's being stupid, Rolf," she said in reference to Theodore, "The last people who would ever date each other in this world are Draco and Arden!"
"Then how do you explain the switcheroo Draco pulled on me?" Theodore challenged her. "Unless he did it to spend time with Pansyโ"
"NO!" Romina said just as loudly as before. Neither option settled well in her stomach.
"God, Romina, why are you so mad with me?" Theodore made a face, genuinely insulted that somehow he was on the receiving end of her wrath. "I'm just as lost. If you see either of them, send 'em my way will you?"
Romina's entire face scrunched with anger. With no words to describe her emotions, she settled for attempting to shove Theodore.
"Woah!" Rolf quickly reached out for his cousin and grabbed her arms.
"Dammit Romina, you're mad!" Theodore took several cautious steps back from her.
"And you're a liar!" Romina snapped. She wanted to free herself of Rolf's grip but he was surprisingly strong.
"I will leave her with you," Theodore said to Rolf. His eyes flickered back to Romina. "Talk to me when you don't have flames bursting from your head."
Romina glared daggers after him. "He's lying, he's got to be," she said. "Arden would never!"
"Romina, calm down," Rolf urged her. "Why are you so mad?"
"Because Theodore's making up lies about my best friend, Arden!" Romina wrestled free from his grip even when it ended up hurting her elbow a bit.
"That's it?" Rolf asked cautiously but still ended up getting a crazed look from Romina anyways.
"What do you mean 'that's it?'?" She frowned. "Of course it is! What else is there?"
Rolf seemed like he wanted to answer that but for safety reasons, he decided to hold his tongue. "You know we're family right?"
"Obviously!" Romina exclaimed, exasperated.
"So you know I'd never say anything, right?"
"The hell are you talking about?"
"Nothing," Rolf said, shrugging his shoulders. "Just a reminder. Let's go to Muggle Studies, yeah? Calm down a bit?"
Romina nodded slowly. Her heart was beating too fast like it would implode any moment. That wasn't healthy.
"You want to come into the Gryffindor common room?" Rolf asked, grinning.
"I can't do that, Rolfโฆ"
"Yes you can. There's no rules about it in any of the books."
For the first time since Theodore had shown up, Romina managed to smile. "Who are you, Hermione Granger?"
Rolf laughed. "That's my cousin. C'mon." He came up beside her and slung his arm around her shoulders.
Romina walked with him, slowly but surely. She couldn't help scan the corridors for Draco or Arden no matter how much Rolf tried distracting her. Theodore had gotten into her head and worst of all, Romina didn't understand why.
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Headcanons - Confession of love
Hello, lovely ones (โยดโก`โ) I hope youโll enjoy my HCโs ย ๐ค A big thank you to my dear friend @fangirl-ramblingsโย ๐ค she has been beta reading for me ๐น
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Fred Weasley, Young Sirius Black
Draco Malfoy
Draco attaches great importance to his appearance. After all, he wants to be the most beautiful man for you. His hair must fit perfectly, as well as his clothes! Is he nervous, you ask? Yes, very much so!
Draco applies aftershave, but not too much, after all, he wants to smell pleasant.ย
He plans everything for the perfect evening. You are so important to him and he would like to tell you how much he is in love with you.
As a sign of his affection, he brings you red roses. The symbol of passion and love. He fails to find the right words, but flowers have their own language. Although they are silent, they say so much.
Draco takes you to a very fine restaurant.
You have never had dinner at this quality before!ย
Draco looks you in the eye all the time. Your eyes are full of love and affection while he's holding your hands.
After that delicious dinner, he will walk you to a carriage
Suddenly, while you are sitting in the carriage, it starts to snow. Nobody knew where this snow came from, but it is so romantic!
โAre you cold, Y/N?โ You donยดt need to answer him, because he is a gentleman, and he knows what to do.
He puts his coat over your shoulders so that you don't have to freeze. You immediately snuggle against him.
When you looked up at him, with your eyes sparkling like two stars, Draco couldnโt help but kiss your pretty lipsโฆ
"I've wanted to tell you for so long, Y/N, but..." "I love you Draco..." And when Draco hears that, he is more than happy and his smile is the most beautiful thing you have seen in a long time. Because just as Draco wants to see you happy, you want to see him happy too โฅ
Fred Weasley
Youโll have a picnic in the forest. Fred has discovered a wonderful place that he doesn't want to keep from you.
He can't wait to see how your eyes will shine. This place is magical and very special.ย
In the forest is a hidden place surrounded by beautiful flowers and fireflies. Created by magic? Or maybe an illusion? Whatever, it is a special place
"Fred? Where are you taking me?" Of course you are very curious and to make it even more exciting for you, Fred has blindfolded you."Patience, Y/N." You smile as you feel Fred squeeze your hand. "Trust me." "I trust you." You do with all your heart.
When Fred finally stops and takes off your blindfold, you are speechless.
You have never seen anything as beautiful as this place before. Was it a dream? It looked like something out of a fairy tale.ย
"Come with me, Y/N." His voice is so soft, there is so much love and affection for you in his eyes.
In the middle of the flower field was a large blanket. A basket and two glasses. Fred has prepared everything, for a cozy picnic for two.
You laugh a lot, and Fred shows you a whole other side that you didn't know before. Hidden deep inside he hid a romantic side.
Fred even makes a crown of flowers for you while fireflies surround you. He himself has to laugh softly and he blushes. You've really turned his head, because he no longer recognized himself.
When Fred puts the crown on you, he leans forward and kisses your cheek tenderly.
He looks deep into your eyes as he slowly backs away. Oh dear god, what was he thinking? But he can't take his eyes off your pretty face.
You can't help but kiss him gently and carefully. Afraid you might scare him off, or be rejected, you look at him quite shy.
But Fred can't imagine anything more beautiful than kissing you. For so long he has dreamed about it.
He smiles lovingly at you as he places his hand to your cheek, coming a little closer again. "I think... I've fallen in love with you, Y/N. No, I've fallen hard for you!"
This time you kiss him without fear. "I love you too, Freddy." You both laugh softly as you lean your forehead against his and just lie in his strong arms. Safe and sound โฅ
Young! Sirius Black
Sirius will bring you white jasmine. This beautiful flower stands for sweet love. Your story started early. Sirius had spent a lot of time with you and flirted with you. You have stolen his heart.
You go out for a ride together on his motorcycle
You will first drive through the illuminated streets of London by night. There is so much life and joy!
You feel Sirius tense under your embrace, but he really enjoys having you so close. He enjoys the feeling that you trust him.
Walking through the park, you notice that Sirius is different today. More quiet and yet you can feel that something very special was in the air.ย
That gleam and hunger in his eyes. Your heart is racing, your knees are getting weak. Oh, you've been feeling for weeks that something very special is going to happen between you. You're really just waiting for him to kiss you.
But when he tries, you just slip away and smile cheekily at him. He should earn his kiss by catching you.
Sirius is confused at first, but immediately understands what you want to do and goes straight into your game.
However, you don't make it that easy for him and that spurs young Sirius on even more. He loves every challenge.
"What's going on? Not fast enough, Sirius?"
And you can't even look that fast beforehe grabs your arm and makes you stop instantly. As he pulls you to his chest in a swoop, you gaze into each other's eyes and both of your hearts pound in rhythm.
"I got you," he whispers. "And?" you ask softly, leaning forward to his face, your hands resting on his chest. Sirius just smirks and runs his hand through your hair. Ever so gently.
Before any of you could take the first step, it started raining heavily.ย
You look up to the sky, the summer rain soaked you both completely - It is very erotic and romantic. "Don't you want your prize, Sirius? I'm waiting for it!"
He chuckles softly, as you reach for his wet shirt, pulling him closer.ย
Sirius did not hesitate for a moment and kisses you deeply and passionately. Sighing softly, you respond to his kiss, snuggling up to his warm but very wet body.
"I love you..." "Love you too, babygirl."
The next day Sirius is lying in bed with a cold. But you take care of him โฅ
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fanfiction isnโt enough, I need to chew on him
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One thing golden era Wattpad writers had going for them was that they knew the importance of a buildup. I'm of the opinion that the sexual tension is WAY more satisfying to read than the actual sex and quite frankly there is a serious lack of non smutty writing.
Like I really miss reading fics/ x readers that start from scratch. Meeting the characters, initial reactions getting to know them, the tension the jealousy the TENSION the freaking tension.
Looking and looking away when they get spotted, touches that feel like they linger but perhaps they didn't and they're both so hot for each other that they think it's wishful thinking. And I don't mean just sweet sunshine romances, darker works can have a buildup too but it seems like so much is just about getting to the smut instead of the psychological aspect.
Bring back the build up!!!!!!!
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When a multi chapter fanfic hasn't been updated in the past 2 years but the author is still active
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The Alchemy | D.M.
summary: Although Draco promised that he would keep your relationship a secret just for you, he canโt contain himself after winning the Hogwarts quidditch cup.
pairing: draco malfoy x hufflepuff!reader
includes: FLUFF, established relationship (and a last name of Evergreen for the reader)
a/n: inspired by the olympics recently โค๏ธ
When Draco asked you out in fourth year, you thought it was a joke. Sure, you were both acquainted due to your pure wizardry bloodline, but you were in Hufflepuff. The only time the other houses thought you were useful was when they wanted to sneak into the kitchen. So when he came up and sat down beside you when you were studying potions, you were disheartened.
โMalfoy, please donโt do this.โ You sigh, rubbing your forehead. You were just starting to understand what ingredients made a truth serum.
โDo what? Iโm asking you if you want to go to Hogsmeade together this weekend.โ He spun the Malfoy signet ring adorning his hand.
You look up at him with tired eyes, โDid someone put you up to this?โ
โWhat? No no, Iโโ He cleared his throat, feeling his cheeks warm at how you were able to fluster him with even a small glance. โIโm really asking you to go on a date with me.โ
You search his face for any indication of a lie, before biting your lip softly and looking down at your parchment. โAre you really?โ
โI am.โ Draco dropped his hand onto yours to stop your fidgeting with the quill.
You felt your own face heat up at the notion. He thumbed your palm softly as you stayed quiet, not minding his closeness. Finally, you looked up at him, โYou have yourself a date, Malfoy.โ He sent you a soft smile but before he could say anything else, you interrupted. โPlease donโt let me down.โ
Draco never let you down. Despite your earlier doubts, you saw how kind and thoughtful the Malfoy heir was underneath his hardened shell his father had built around him. In private, he was always attentive, loving, clingy โ there wasnโt a moment where he was separated from you. In public, he had to rein in those feelings just for you.
Even when you started your seventh year at Hogwarts, you were still terrified what others at school would say about a Hufflepuff dating the Slytherin Prince. Sure, his parents and your parents knew, but not the entirety of Hogwarts. You had asked Draco to keep your relationship private until you were ready to face the reality of your relationship to the rest of the world. He begrudgingly agreed, respecting your wishes; but the need to kiss you in front of the entire student body to rightly claim that you were his was wavering.
Especially when it had been three years since you first started dating. And right now, you were currently hiding below the stands together as you greeted him with good luck kisses for his final quidditch match as a student in Hogwarts.
โI.โ Kiss. โLove.โ Kiss. โYou.โ Kiss. You say softly as he holds you close by your hips โ smiling into all your kisses. โGood.โ Kiss. โLuck.โ Kiss.
โYouโre killing me here, love.โ Draco murmurs against your lips. He pulls away gently to look at your ever so loving gaze. He draws small hearts on you hip, โYou done?โ
โNever.โ You kiss him again, hands cupping his jaw. โI want you to be stuck with me forever.โ
He hums into the kiss as you thumb his cheeks softly, โI will after I win this game, my love.โ
You separate again, grinning like a lovesick puppy. โGood luck, Dray. Iโll see you later.โ You press one last kiss to his lips before leaving his arms and running up the Hufflepuff stands to cheer. You couldnโt deny that even after all these years he still made you giddy and red.
Draco shook his head with a soft smile only you could coax out of him. He walked out from the stands and hopped on his broom, ready in the air for his final match as Slytherinโs seeker. Cheers filled the stadium as the players took their place, captains shaking hands.
The final match for Slytherin and Gryffindor was probably the most anticipated all year round. Since it was also Harry Potterโs last game as seeker, and the two seekers were known as rivals, it was hyped up to be one of the best end matches of the season.
As the game progressed, Slytherin and Gryffindor were constantly tied. It was really up to the seekers to find the golden snitch to determine the winner. There were bets taking place in the house stands, mind fixated on earning a few galleons for the last time. For the Hufflepuff stands, they were a house divided. Many cheered for scarlet and gold while the other half cheered for green and silver.
You didnโt mind the division between your house. After all, you only watched the games for Draco. Your friends were cheering for the Gryffindors whilst you carried the small Slytherin flag in your hands โ eyes trained on the blonde high above the game itself. The second you blinked from the blazing sun, Draco was soaring after the golden snitch, Harry close behind and eventually flying right next to him.
The shouts from the stands only fueled the seekersโ attention to the flying gold. Draco and Harry were chasing in circles after the snitch, attention focused on nothing else even as the bludger zoomed past them.
You held your breath as they both reach out for the snitch. Your friend held your shoulder in anticipation, watching the two closely. Before you could register what happened, she gasped and shook your shoulders in frustration.
โI lost ten galleons to that!โ She sighed heavily as Draco flashed the golden snitch in the air.
The rush of the win made you scream happily with the other Hufflepuffs and houses cheering for the Slytherin team. You wear clapping your hands as the team began flying around in victory. You watched as Draco flew around the stands more as the rest of the Slytherin team settled on the grounds. His eyes scanned the stadium until they lit up when they saw you at the very front of the Hufflepuff stands โ waving your Slytherin flag with pride.
โSeems like Malfoy is off showing the last snitch heโll catch for the Slytherin quidditch team! But we all want to know where the trophy is!โ The third year announcer spoke, voice casted across the stadium.
You smiled at Draco softly when you finally met his eyes. And before you knew it, he flew right over to you and cupped your face, kissing you senselessly. You grinned into the kiss as you held his cheeks, the shouts and screams from your housemates blending in your ears.
โAw, quite a beautiful way to celebrate the win. Donโt you think so, McGonagall? Honestly, I wasnโt expecting Malfoy and Evergreenโ Ow, sorry.โ The third year announcer spoke once more, rubbing the spot the professor lightly hit them with a newspaper.
You part from Draco with a blinding smile, โI think I agree, this is a beautiful way to celebrate.โ You say quietly only for him to hear, pressing quick kisses to his lips.
โIโm proud of you, love.โ Draco nudges your nose with his to gently stop your kisses for a second โ even though he did want more.
โMe? You just won the quidditch cup for your house!โ You laugh while wrapping your arms behind his neck, careful in trying not to pull him off his broom.
He rubbed the apples of your cheeks, โYou just let me kiss you in front of the entire student bodyโฆ I think thatโs more important.โ He pulled you in for another mind searing kiss, making you smile helplessly.
โAGAIN?โ The third year announcer shouted into the microphone once more. โIs thereโโ
โAlright, weโre done announcing, boys and girls.โ Professor McGonagall spoke and shut the speakers off; although she was quite happy for the couple.
You giggled as he pulled you into a hug. โI love you.โ
Draco pressed kisses to your cheek repeatedly, โI love you more.โ
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Hypocrite
Theodore Nott x Reader
Warnings: 18+ content (sex), swearing
Description: The reader is embarrassed by the hickies Theo left on her, but she's not one to speak.
Merlin, you were pissed. Or, maybe โ maybe you were embarrassed. Afterall, there were purple and yellow bruises all over your breasts and along your collarbone and up the sides and back of your neck. Despite your best efforts, your makeup hadnโt covered them all, and the collar of your blouse kept smearing the foundation and exposing more of them to the entire student body. A student body who couldnโt stop talking about you.
โTrip down the stairs did you, Y/n?โ Pansy teased.
โOur very own Slytherin slut,โ Daphne laughed fondly.
โBy the name of Salazar,โ Blaise breathed heavily at the sight of them.
You could only sigh in frustration, your head in your palms, โGuys, stop, please. Everyone and their mothers are giving me shit about it, you donโt need to join in.โ
You werenโt lying. In Defense Against the Dark Arts, Snape had practically burnt a hole through your neck, and then, in Transfiguration, McGonagall had quietly asked if you needed to step out to touch up your makeup. The worst, however, was Potions with Slughorn. His opinion of you since the beginning of the year had been purely positive since your family were fairly wealthy and you achieved some of the highest grades in his class. When he saw the hickeys all over you, though, his bulbous nose had turned up in disgust and he made a most unpleasant grunt of disproval. You were sure you had made his blacklist.
โThis warrants murder,โ said Pansy.
โIt does, doesnโt it?โ You asked, โI am so fucking mad at him for this.โ
Oh, but you could hardly speak.
You and Theo (your boyfriend and hickey-giver) both received invitations to a party that was held the night before, and despite knowing you had school the next day, you went. Once you were about ten drinks in, you were completed sloshed, and when you were completely sloshed, you got horny.
Though the crowd of party-goers stood between yourself and Theo, you could still see every part of him. He was just standing there, chatting with Blaise and Draco, a can of cheap beer held lazily in his right hand while his left was barely touching his hip. He was so, so hot. You bit your lip sexily then made your way over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist, kissing the back of his white shirt, and leaving stains of red lipstick all over it.
โHey, Y/n, baby,โ he hummed, happy from all the drinks heโd downed in the three hours prior, โWhatโs up?โ
โTeddyyy,โ you mused and stared up at him as he looked over his shoulder at you, โI want sex.โ
Blaise and Draco snickered and Theo shot them a glare. After that, you can imagine what happened. Lots of moaning, groaning, grunting, panting. Enough snogging to last you both a lifetime, but not really because there was no such thing as โenough snogging,โ and love making that lasted well past the rise of the sun that peeked through the window to Theoโs dorm room and illuminated every gorgeous curve of your body.
While Theo was the kind of sexual partner to want to leave marks all over you โ not because he was the jealous type, just the prideful type, he liked everyone to see that heโd won you โ you were the kind of sexual partner who liked it rough. You liked to feel his dick more or less pounding against your womb, so close that it almost warranted a trip to Madame Pomfrey. You liked when he thrusted into you fast, but not sloppy, always obeying your comments of โfaster, Theoโ and โhoney, please, I need it faster.โ But he couldnโt obey too much, you were very particular about that. He had to make you feel good, but he still had to be in control. It was always best if he gave in to every third or fourth demand, so that you had to beg for it. But the best part about rough sex with Theo? Well, it was what made you such a hypocrite.
โMate,โ Draco gaped at Theoโs back in the locker rooms before quidditch practice, โDid you get into a fight with a werewolf or something?โ
Theo frowned in confusion, โWhat are you talking about?โ
Draco motioned for Theo to move into view of the mirror and when he got a good look at his reflection he joined in the gaping. Long, red lines ran down his back like the British army at the Battle of Balaclava. He had become a canvas and you had painted him with your claws. He ought to have them clipped, Merlinโs beard.
The scratches were mostly up and down (go figure), but there were are couple that ran horizontally which Theo couldnโt place the origin of. You had torn him apart, you freak.
And thatโs when you stormed into the locker room. Pucey had squealed, that was the first sign that you had entered. The second was the smart-ass warning that escaped Dracoโs mouth ( โLook what the cat dragged inโฆ or maybe she herself is the cat,โ he said.
โShe is the catโs mother,โ you responded, annoyed, and kicked him in the shin.
โMy point still stands,โ he laughed painfully).
Your hands were covering your eyes so as to not expose yourself to the privates of the entire Slytherin Quidditch team, and Theo thought you looked like a total dork in the cutest way. A pout had settled on your lips to make up for the fact that your frown was also hidden behind your hands.
โTheodore Nott!โ You huffed and the locker room broke out into a chorus of โoohโs, โShut up, all of you โ Theodore, look at what youโve done to my neck.โ
โI canโt really see behind your hands, lovey,โ said Theo and you swore you could hear the smirk in his voice.
โUse your imagination then, Iโm sure you remember what you did to me last night โ Oh, arenโt you all so mature,โ you hissed as the boys erupted into laughter like little children.
You felt Theoโs hands settle on your hipbones as if they were arm rests. He pulled you in until your nose hit his chest and removed your hands from your face. So safe you were in his presence that you couldnโt see any of the other boys around you. With his big eyes that were more ocean-coloured than sky, he stared down at you, and flashed his brilliantly white grin.
โYou arenโt much better, you know?โ He said with a tone of question in his voice and continued to talk when he realised you didnโt know what he was talking about, โMy back?โ
He turned for you and upon seeing the mess you had evidently made on his back, you shut your mouth.
โEven?โ Asked Theo.
โEven,โ you nodded.
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"Oh, you haven't read the classics..." I'VE READ THE CLASSICS
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Ch. 38:ย The Bitter War
Fandom:ย Harry Potter (Hogwarts years 1-7)ย Pairing: Draco x OFC
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Romina and Arden had just come up the dungeons stairs to head for breakfast when they heard the high-pitched voice of Pansy Parkinson calling after them.
Arden sighed wearily. "It's too early to deal with her."
Romina waved her off, assuring her it would be fine, as she turned around to face Pansy. "Morning, Parkinson," she greeted with a sweet smile. "Sleep well?"
"You switched rooms!" Pansy got straight to business. "You and King switched with the Carrol twins!"
"Good job, Pansy," Arden said slowly, and clapped for the girl. "You figured it out!"
"I'm telling Snape," Pansy said with a smug smirk. "What a perfect way to start the school year! Both of you in detention."
"You can go ahead and tell him but it's not going to do anything," Romina shrugged her shoulders. "See, I read up on the rules with the help of my friend Hermione, and nowhere is it listed that students can't switch dorms. The only rule is that all boys and girls must sleep in separate dorms. Which we are. Aren't we, Arden?"
"Oh yeah," Arden nodded. "Carolinha and Daphne are quiet sleepers, unlike you and Millicent. And the twins had no problem switching with us either, so..."
Pansy was unconvinced. "You're making it up! I'm still telling Snape!"
"Go for it, I'm sure he would love to be bothered by something as pettyโand rule abidingโas dorm switching." Romina patted Pansy's shoulder. "You were right, thisย isย the perfect way to start the school year." Whatever trace of the sweet smile Romina had vanished. "Because I learned my lesson, Parkinson. I am not taking your bullshit anymore. Sure, you might get under my skin every once in a while but I'll be damned if I let you ridicule me in front of the school again."
Pansy couldn't fume any more than she already was. "We'll see," she said as a last resort to keep her standing...somewhat.
"Goodbye!" Romina waved and turned with Arden, both striding off for the Great Hall.
"How great did that feel?" Arden asked Romina as they headed for their table.
"Soย good!" Romina laughed.
When the two girls finally reached their table, they noticed that the Durmstrang boys had for some reason chosen their table as their permanent choice for the rest of the year.
"Not that it's much of a sacrifice, you know," Daphne said with a dreamy sigh, her spoon making languid circles in her porridge bowl.
"Ditto," Arden said, her eyebrows raised as she "studied" one of the Durmstrang boys closest to them.
"I kinda wish the Beauxbatons had been here, honestly," Romina said, surprising the girls. "They look more approachable."
"Really? You'd rather them after dinner last night?" Carolinha mused. "You weren't exactly approachable either."
Romina knew exactly what they were talking about and preferred to shove a spoonful of porridge into her mouth.
"Can't help but notice you're short one charmed headband," Arden said, humming innocently.
"You'll be one mouth short if you keep talking," Romina muttered. She had practically threatened Draco with what he would die of if he didn't take the headband back last night. "Iย meantย because my grandmother went to Beauxbatons Academy. I'd like to start picking up on my French side, you know. Besides, these boys were idiots last night anyways."
"She's got a point there," Carolinha said, glancing towards the entrance to see her brother coming in along with Draco, Theodore and Blaise. "I bet they're missing like half the brain, you know?"
They snickered until they were joined by those missing half their brains.
"What's so funny?" Angel eyed his sister curiously as he slid in beside her.
"Oh, nothing," Carolinha waved him off. "Just talking."
"Oswell," Draco regarded as he sat down opposite her next to Carolinha.
"Morning," Romina greeted then, because he had given her an odd look for that greeting, she added, "I'm mad, not rude. I can be civil."
"They're still here," Blaise remarked when he saw the Durmstrang boys at the edge of their table.
"What? Were you wishing for the Beauxbatons too?" Daphne called. "Can always try to go find a spot at the Ravenclaws' table."
As they had breakfast, the owls poured into the room. Romina was surprised when she had an owl that didn't belong to her. It wasn't a stranger, however. She took the folded letter from the warm brown owl with a soft 'thanks' and started opening it.
"Who's that from?" Daphne startled Romina. She was leaning on Romina to see the letter.
"GodโDaphne! Could you be a little nosier!?" Romina shifted slightly. Daphne shrugged and continued to eat breakfast.
"Anything good?" Arden asked Romina once she skimmed the letter.
"It's from my grandmother," Romina smiled broadly, clearing her throat to read (to the best of her ability):
'Ma douce Romina, I am ecstatic to know that Hogwarts will be playing host to the Beauxbaton Academy. Madam Maxime was an incredible headmistress during my time.ย Superbe. I have already written to her about mes petits-enfants who attend Hogwarts. Say bonjour to her for me, please! And also take care. We are aware of how dangerous the Tri-wizard tournament can be so please, don't attempt to go around the rules to enter.
Take care,
Grand-mรจre Abigail.
P.S. Do not worry about your dress robes, I have already spoken to your aunt and uncle about it. I will send them to you later in the year, along with Rolf's.
"No wayโtheย Abigail Gejel wrote to you!?" Daphne snatched the parchment out of Romina's hands, leaving her stunned in place for a second. "You're so lucky, Romina!"
Romina snapped out of her moment to snatch her letter back. "It's Abigail Scamander, for your information! Gejel is her maiden name! And she's my grandmother, of course she would write to me! Thoughโฆ" she gave the letter another perusing, "I don't really understand what she meant by 'dress robes'."
"You could have justย asked," Draco said, "But you're too stubborn."
"Oh, not this again!" She frowned. "If you're just dying to tell me, go for it!"
"No, no, you're upset." He raised his hands in front of him. "But it must be getting annoying that everyone knows what's going on except for you."
"I still don't know," Arden reminded him.
He looked at her as if he was considering telling her just to spite Romina. At the last moment, however, he decided against it. "And if anybody else decides to spillโAngelโ" he made a point of stating the brunette's name, "โyou'll take it up with me."
Angel sighed. "Come off it, Malfoy. Don't you think it's going too far?"
"Not at all," Draco said plainly, He pointedly ignored Romina's flaming glare on him. "If it's the game Oswell wants to play, then game on."
"Oh God, not another competition," Arden shook her head. "You guys are way too competitive, you know that?"
"Fine," Romina decided, pushing herself up from her seat to leave. She'd lost most of her appetite anyways. "Just remember, we still have Care of Magical Creatures class together and I've learned a few things about creatures this summer fromย theย expert, aka my grandfather Newt Scamander. Look him up."
Unfazed, Draco responded, "Yeah, and we're still Potions partners. I'd watch what you touch."
"Unbelievable," Arden mumbled to the others. They were more startled than anything else. Where did the sudden drive to be competitive with each other come from?
~ 0 ~
Romina was very much disappointed to find out Hermione dropped Muggle Studies. It left the little trio that she, Hermione and Rolf had created in the class as a duo instead.
"I don't blame her, though, I thought she was taking a workload," Rolf remarked in a quiet whisper during class. "I don't know how she managed to handle all of her classes."
"You don't even want to know," Romina said, eyebrows raised at the reminder of all the classes Hermione had been taking the previous year. She was glad that Hermione was de-stressing this year with the normal amount of classes.
"So did you get a letter from grandma too?" asked Rolf, ducking his head suddenly when the professor happened to look their way.
"The one where she said we should talk to Maxime? Yeah. Are you going to do it?"
Rolf's snort was answer enough. "What do I have to talk about with that woman? Not like my interests are going to match with hers."
Romina had to cover her mouth before her giggles became too loud. Sitting in the back didn't always shield them from getting caught.
"Are you going to talk to her?" Rolf asked a moment later. The professor had started talking about their plans for the first term, something about a project.
"Dunno," Romina shrugged. "I'm actually a little afraid that she'll know more about grandma than I will, and of course she will."
"That's not your fault, Romina," Rolf reminded, sending his cousin a soft smile. "And the important part is that you're with us now."
"But still, what if she asks me stuff and I have to tell her who I amโmyย name."
"Romina, when are you going to drop the stuff with your name?"
Romina pursed her lips. "It's a work in progress, trust me."
"Fair enough. Talk to her if you'd like, but grandma Abby won't be mad if you don't do it."
That, Romina knew was true. She focused on the class, the first time since it began, in hopes of calming her nerves. There were plenty of things to think about suddenly, and not all were good.
"Alright," the professor said, clapping her hands together, "This projectโdoes anybody have any suggestions orโ"
Romina's hand shot up in the air, so fast that she almost left her chair in the process. "Oh I do! I do! ProfessorโI've got ideas!"
Rolf looked at his cousin, deadpanning her, "Maybe it won't feel like Hermione really left the class..."
Romina's head snapped in his direction, brows furrowed and lips curled into a frown.
~ 0 ~
"Bubotubers," Professor Sprout announced to the fourth years as soon as class began. She was so excited which deeply contrasted the rest of the class when she said they would be squeezing to extractย pus.
Carolinha's nose crinkled at the plants in front of her and Romina. On the other side of the table, Arden and Angel were looking more or less the same. Daphne was already refusing to do such a thing.
"These things are already so ugly, you're telling me they have pus inside them?" Carolinha could've whined if Pansy hadn't beaten her to it.
"Ew! I don't want to touch them, much lessย squeezeย them!" she exclaimed.
Romina hated that she actually agreed with Pansy. The plants were gross, for a lack of a better word. They were thick, black and kind of sluggy. Each time they squirmed, they gave sight of their shiny swellings that were indeed full of liquid.
"The pus is extremely valuable so don't waste," Sprout warned them, "You'll collect it in those bottles in front of you. Wear you dragon-hide gloves, please. It can do funny things to the skin when undiluted."
"How is this not a crime?" Romina blurted, causing a streak of snickers amongst the others.
Sprout was one of the most lenient professors, definitely light-hearted with her own humor, so she cracked a smile. "Miss Oswell, there are worse things to do, trust me."
"Yes,ย but...couldn't we just learn, I don't know, the theoretical side of it?"
Sprout chuckled. "You can always write me an essay to turn in by the next class time. Is that appealing?"
Romina shook her head. "No, not really."
"Grab your gloves, Miss Oswell."
"Yes, ma'am." Romina dejectedly reached for her gloves and met Arden's snickering face. "Shut up, Arden."
"At least she tried getting us out of this," Angel shuddered as he slipped the gloves on.
"Ready, Carol?" Romina checked on the squeaking brunette beside her. Carolinha looked ready to pass out as she watched Daphne and Theodore squeeze the pus out of their plant. Romina sighed. "Guess not."
Her gaze fell on Arden and Angel who were having enough trouble finding their balance. Romina loved Arden but she was too brusque sometimes and that simply wasn't in Angel's character.
"Arden, not so hard!"
"Just hold the dang bottle!"
Romina laughed shortly and only because a stream of pus squirted right past her face. Startled, she stumbled back a step with wide blinking eyes.
"Oh my God!" Carolinha screeched when the pus splattered on the table in front of her.
"Oops," Pansy said, smiling far too sweetly for anybody to believe her.
Romina's surprise immediately vanished to be replaced with anger. "Parkinson!"
"It was an accident," Pansy said, raising her gloved hands. "Isn't that right Millicent?"
"Course," Millicent nodded.
"Don't get upset, Oswell, she was just getting a headstart for you," Draco remarked. He seemed to be doing good on his plant, though Romina wondered how long it would last since Crabb's hands were massive for the little bottle.
Romina scowled. "Siding with Parkinson now? Why am I not surprised?"
Pansy certainly was and she basked in it. Her heavy giggles were irritating enough, but to handle that for the rest of the class period? That was just cruel.
"Rominaโeek!โcould you not squeeze so hard?" Carolinha squeaked when some of the pus landed near her foot.
Romina was gripping the poor plant between her gloved hands. "I'mโagh!โnot!" She groaned. She was also definitely not listening to Pansy gushing over whatever the hell Draco was doing either. Her back was to them for the very same reason.
"I'm actually concerned for the plant at this point," Arden said.
"Shut up!" Romina promptly snapped and squeezed the plant at the same time.
Carolinha whimpered. "R-Romina, how about we switch places? Angelโyou want to take my place?"
Angel shook his head. "No, no, I'm good this time around."
Arden snorted. "Wuss." Later on, she would offer Carolinha to switch places. She had a better handle on Romina anyways.
When class was over, Romina, not quite discreetly, chucked her gloves in Pansy's direction. When Pansy shrieked, Romina sent her the same sweet smile Pansy had before. "Oops, honest mistake."
Arden quickly got Romina out of there before Pansy decided to retaliate. Neither girl should be anywhere near dangerous undiluted Bubotuber pus.
~ 0 ~
For some reason, the professors of that day had decided to start out with odd and potentially scary creatures for the first lessons. For Care of Magical Creatures, Hagrid had chosen Blast-Ended Skrewts.
"Why does everything have slime today!?" Romina shuddered. She stared at the lobster-like creatures in the cages. They didn't have the shells, though, which took away a good part of the lobster-esque appearance. The legs sprouting from every angle and the lack of head also helped with that.
"And it smells bad too," Arden said, her nose scrunched.
"What did you guys do today?" Harry sent the pair of girls bemused looks.
"What, you mean Herbology wasn't enough for you today?" Romina said, still shuddering from the ungodly amount of pus they had seen.
Harry chuckled. "Yeah, it was funny watching Ron squeeze it out. But why are you in such a foul mood today?"
"Oh, don't get her started, Harry,ย please," Arden said quickly and ushered them forwards.
Hermione was calling for Hagrid ahead of them. "What are we waiting for, Hagrid?"
"For the rest of the class o' course!" Hagrid exclaimed. His eyes swept over the Gryffindor class and Romina and Arden. "Yo'r early!"
"No, Carolinha refused to go anywhere without changing first," Arden said. "And then went double for Daphne."
"Um, excuse me?" they heard Angel's call. The rest of the class was finally arriving. "Professor, what areย those?" Angel pointed a finger at the cages.
Hagrid was happy to repeat and finally begin the lesson. "On'y jus' hatched! So yeh'll be able ter raise 'em yourselves! Though we'd make a bit of a project of it!"
"And why on Earth would we want to raise them?" demanded Draco from behind. He was just as disgusted as the rest of the class.
Romina sighed beside Arden. At Arden's glance, Romina confided a secret. "I hate that I agree with him." Arden shook her head but smiled silently. The creatures weren't appealing in the slightest.
"I mean, what do theyย do? What is the point of them?" Draco insisted.
"Tha's next lesson, Malfoy!" Hagrid said, "Yer jus' feedin' 'em today! Yeh'll wan' ter try 'em on a few diff'rent things! I've never had 'em before, not sure what they'll go ferโI got ant eggs an' frog livers an' a bit o' grass snake. Just try 'em out with a bit of each."
"Why?" Pansy groaned.
"Oh just pipe down and do it, Parkinson!" Arden snapped. She had no desire to do it but if Pansy hated it then she would gladly do it.
"They're just creatures, guys," Rolf said. He was about the only one out of the entire class eager to discover what the creatures would like to eat. "Don't hurt 'em and they won't hurt you."
"Rom, tell your cousin we still don't want to do it," Harry stepped beside Romina. She chuckled.
"I don't think he'll listen to my words right now. This is nothing compared to what our grandfather has told us."
"Wouldย youย like to take it first, then?" Harry stepped back purposely, gesturing towards the cages. Rolf was already reaching inside the cages to take out a skrewt.
Romina scrunched her face. "Not really. I vote we let Ron go first."
"What!?" screeched the redhead. "I don't want to do it!"
Hermione tutted at them. "C'mon, Hagrid looks really excited. We don't want to disappoint."
Indeed Hagrid did look very excited. He watched as each of his students took a skrewt out of the cage and attempted to feed them.
Dean Thomas yelped at one point, angrily waving his burned thumb. "Its end exploded!"
"Ah yea, that can happen when they blast off," Hagrid said. Behind him, Angel and Arden exchanged wide eyed glances then took a careful step away from their skrewts.
"Eurgh, Hagrid, what's that pointy thing on it?" Lavender Brown asked, sounding far too much like Pansy at that moment. Romina almost felt sorry for even thinking about it.
"Ah, some of 'em have got stings," Hagrid explained rather excitedly, "I reckon they're the males. The females've got sorta sucker things on their bellies. I think they might be ter suck blood."
"Well, I can certainly see why we're trying to keep them alive," Draco said with a loud huff to attract several gazes, including Romina's, "Who wouldn't want pets that can burn, sting and bite all at once?"
"Gonna call your father to have them killed too?" Romina snapped. Beside her, Harry was really wishing that, for once, nobody said anything to Draco. He didn't want to see Hagrid carrying yet more bad weight because of Draco.
Draco gave a bob of his head. "Wouldn't be a bad idea."
"Right," Romina rolled her eyes, "Cos you and your dad agree on everything, don't you? Such hard headed people."
Draco snorted at her. "And you're stubborn."
"That's the same thing, genius!"
Harry felt a light tug on his arm and found Arden standing some inches behind him. She made a motion for him to scoot back with her.
"That's been going all day," she informed him, discreetly pointing over to Romina and Draco who, in their bickering, had taken several steps towards each other.
"I've never seen Rom so animated, so...big on hatingโฆ" Harry remarked. Part of him was guilty for feeling relief. It wasn't very long ago that he had stupidly asked Romina if there was ever anything between her and Malfoy.ย Stupid indeed. "What's she so mad about anyways?"
"Oh no, I'm not getting into that." Arden raised her hands in front of her. "Rom would kill me. You can ask Hermione though. She probably already figured it out."
Harry's brow furrowed. "Hermione?" He frowned. What could Hermione possibly know that happened between Romina and Draco?
~ 0 ~
"Romina, what is that?" Carolinha had noticed the oddly shaped box peeking out from under Romina's bed. She and Daphne had been watching their newest roommates finish unpacking and settling in their dormitory.
Romina stopped rummaging through her small accessory box to see what Carolinha was pointing at. "Huh? Oh, that's my violin case!"
"You brought that here?" Arden snorted from her bed. She slammed her trunk shut and walked over to Romina to see for herself.
"Yeah, I figured I might have some time to practice," Romina shrugged. "Plus, it was getting kinda dusty back home. I don't want it to stop working because I don't use it."
"You actually play that?" Daphne crawled to the foot of her bed to get a better look at the box.
Romina stepped back and bent down to pull the box out completely. "Of course. One of my more calm habits." She unblocked the box and popped it open to reveal a deep mahogany violin. "Keeps me relaxed."
"Looks pretty," Carolinha remarked. "I've seen those be played but I think I wouldn't get it. I'm too impatient for that kind of stuff."
"SameโI'd rather see someone else play it," Daphne said.
"Maybe you could play something later," Arden suggested, clapping a hand over Romina's shoulder.
"What?" Romina laughed, her face flushed with embarrassment. "No, no, nobody wants to hearโ"
"We do!" Carolinha and Daphne said, both of them even raising a hand high in the air.
Arden held a thumbs up at them. "The lake seems like a good place!"
"You guys really want to hear me?" Romina made a face. "I'm not...I mean I've learned it the muggle way, remember?"
"So?" Carolinha and Daphne asked.
"Stop doing that," Romina pointed at the pair. "And what I mean is, all the songs that I know, the tunesโit's from muggles. As in classical muggle music, pop muggle music...all that stuff."
"Then it'll make things more interesting," Carolinha shrugged, "Angel and I have never heard muggle music before."
"Well, alright, I guess. When we have free time, then," Romina said. She closed the lid and locked it.
"Locking it?" Arden snorted as she headed back to her bed. "Afraid I'll go picking it or something?"
"Not you, Pansy," Romina said ever so casually, and it was. She'd come back to school with the mentality that she should never be surprised with anything that Pansy does. She shouldn't underestimate Pansy at all.
"But she's in a different dorm," Carolinha said, "You really think she'd come picking through your stuff all the way here?"
This time, both Romina and Arden snorted.
"Youย haveย met Pansy Parkinson, right?" Arden asked, flopping down on her bed. "She already did it once."
"She's not that badโฆ" Daphne said, keeping true to her mediator kind of ways.
"Have you forgotten everything she did last year to Rom?" Arden pointed over to Romina who'd taken a seat on her bed again. She still had one last small box to go through before she was officially done unpacking.
"Of course not," Daphne puffed. "I just don't like the constant arguing between people I know. And I've known Pansy my whole life. She's never acted like that with anyone, I swear."
"Then I must be exceptionally special in her eyes," Romina said bitterly. Heavy silence fell in the room. Romina made herself busy with her last accessories but there was no doubt that she was thinking about the series of troubles she'd gone through because of Pansy.
"Why don't we go get dinner?" asked Arden, feeling like the silence was just growing more and more uncomfortable. "I'm sure that Angel's saving us seats. Rom?"
Romina nodded. She put a planet-shaped pin in her hair to keep it off her face. She then slipped her box under her bed as well and followed the girls out of the dorm.
"What do you guys think we're going to do for Transfiguration this year?" Daphne asked on their way up to the main corridor. "I heard McGonagall is going to go all out for our O.W.L.'s"
"What?" Arden scrunched her face. "But we won't take those until next year!"
"But we should still start preparing early," Romina said, prompting Arden to scoff.
"Oh please, you're like a genius in that class so you'll be totally fine!"
Their entry to the Great Hall would take a bit longer than they had anticipated. There was a great big crowd right outside of the entrance and in the center was the whole reason why. Draco had the latest Daily Prophet in his position and it apparently featured Ron's father. Ron, Harry and Hermione were amongst the group listening.
Mr. Weasley had apparently ensued a fight with the muggle policemen, resulting in the several modified memories to cover up what Mad-Eye-Moody had swore was a true emergency. It was all a false alarm and it'd basically blown up in their faces.
"Well that's just terrible," Arden mumbled to the girls, "Why aren't they bothering Mad-Eye Moody about this?ย He'sย the one who raised the alarm, after all."
"Doesn't matter, Rita Skeeter always looks for a story to tell even if it's from the wrong angle," Daphne remarked.
"Who's Rita Skeeter?" Arden asked.
"The worst reporter in the wizarding world," Carolinha sighed. "She's a liar, manipulative, and unfortunately for some reason, people still hang onto her every word."
"Not much of a mystery why," Romina muttered. "People thrive on rumors."
"This looks bad..." Carolinha said as the tension ahead grew worse.
"MOVE IT!" Romina's sudden roar had most of the crowd flinching, all except for Arden and Harry who'd heard it many times before. "GO!" The crowd started rushing inside the Great Hall, most of them anyways. Romina pushed her way through the remaining people, including Harry. "You just couldn't help yourself, could you?" She stopped in front of Draco.
"Hey, I just read what was on the article," he said, raising his hands in defense. Behind them, they heard Ron snort and mutter 'Fat chance!'.
Romina snatched the paper from him, rolling it up fast to then smack him over the head with it. "You're not actuallyย dumbย but I guess today you're striving to prove me wrong!"
Draco was momentarily stunned, his eyes wide. "Did you justโฆ?" Romina raised an eyebrow at him, confirming his unfinished question. "You're off your rocker, Oswell!" He huffed, snatching the rolled up paper from her.
"Not as much as you are!ย Rita Skeeterย of all people?ย Seriously?" Romina pushed past him into the Great Hall. She wasn't very hungry anymore but it beat staying where she was. She went directly for the Slytherins' table and plopped down beside Angel, startling him in the process.
"Uh, hey Romina," he greeted kindly as was his usual style, "You okay?"
"Peachy." Romina started grabbing different meals, though her hand stopped halfway to a bowl with something creamy inside. "Is thatย fishย stew?"
"Yeah, the Beauxbatons are already eyeing it," Angel said, making a nod towards the Ravenclaw table. Several blue robed students were glancing their way. "I'm just waiting for them to come get the thing. It stinks."
Romina agreed. She gathered more things on her plate and began eating at once. Little by little, the rest of their group started joining them. From the corner of her eye, Romina saw Draco take a seat further down the table with Crabb, Goyle and (unfortunately) Pansy.
That's fine. She met Arden's face which was smiling for some reason. "What?"
"You smacked Draco Malfoy in public with a rolled up Daily Prophet and got away with it."
Angel nearly choked on his pumpkin juice. "You didย what?"
"Ron sends his eternal gratitude," Arden went on, reaching for some mashed potatoes, "I think he'll be building you a shrine now."
They all laughed.
"You need to control your temper before you get into actual trouble, though," Daphne warned, "Draco has his own temper too and you know what he's like with Harry. I wouldn't want to see that become your problem too."
"Oh, he's not doing that withย me," Romina said with absolute certainty.
Angel eyed her curiously. "And how do you know?"
Romina stopped to think. She didn't know why she said it so surely but she just knew. Maybe it was their past coming into play. "I just...do," she said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Well, maybe it's not him you need to worry about," Carolinha said, earning Romina's strange glance. "Pansy's giving you the stink eye."
Romina looked past Carolinha down the table to meet Pansy's death glare. No doubt she'd learned about the incident. "They're a bit cozy," she remarked suddenly.
"She's a piranha looking for opportunities and you're handing them to her on a silver platter," Arden said.
Romina snorted. "Bloodyย how?"
For her own safety, Arden kept quiet and switched topics instead.
~ 0 ~
Later in the week, Romina managed to find some time alone with Harry to talk. They'd been slightly missing each other in school for whatever reason, even when they shared some of their classes. They walked along the bridge in the afternoon.
"Is Ron's Dad really okay, though?" Romina was wondering. She didn't have the nerve to ask Ron directly. After the fiasco with the article, Romina assumed he wanted to forget and move on.
"Yeah, yeah, just a big misunderstanding," Harry said. Like Romina, he didn't really discuss the matter with Ron.
"Arden made a good point, she said why wasn't Moody getting his spotlight for starting the problem in the first place."
Harry half smiled. That sounded like Arden. "I don't think the Ministry wants to further the issue. They want whatever that woman wrote to die along with the problem."
"Makes sense," Romina shrugged. "Kinda like Hollywood, huh?"
Harry laughed. "Yeah, like that." He side-glanced Romina with another smile. "I missed you, you know."
"I know, me too," she sighed. "I thought we were going to be able to hang out during summer but I guess that didn't happen much, right?"
Harry shook his head. "You got a new family and...I got the Dursleys'."
Romina patted his shoulders. "You are always welcome to move in with me."
Harry laughed at the idea. "That ought to give your aunt and uncle a heart attack or something."
"At the very least, it would take some of the attention off ofย me," Romina said, bringing a hand to her chest. "Because after the World Cup incident, they watched me like a hawk. Speaking of, how are we doing with you and your scar?"
Harry shrugged. "Hasn't hurt anymore."
"And did you actually write to Sirius?"
"I didโฆ"
Romina stopped walking to eye her friend suspiciously. "Why am I getting the feeling there's a 'but' coming?" Harry pursed his lips and turned his head away. Romina swore he mumbled something else. "What was that?"
With a sigh, Harry repeated himself and louder. "I may have written a second letter telling him I made a mistake and my scar hadn't really hurt."
Romina's eyes widened. "Harry Potter!"
"I had to, Rom! He was flying north to be near me!"
"So!?"
"So?" Harry frowned. "Did you forget that the Ministry is still looking for him? I don't want him to get caught because he was trying to be near me! It doesn't even matter though, he didn't believe me."
"Good," Romina said, ignoring his incredulous face. "He's learned who you are, that'll be good for the future."
"Romima!"
Romina shook her head. "Harry, I'm really sorry for how this is going to sound but...Sirius is the only adult in your family who actually cares for you!" She winced at her own words. That really did sound terrible. It was even more terrible that it was true. "Please don't under-appreciate the fact."
"I'm not, I'm really not," promised Harry. "I know my reality and that's why I didn't want Sirius coming anywhere near here."
"But heย isย and the best thing you can do, theย fairย thing, is to be honest with him."
Harry gave a small nod of his head. "Yeah, I know. Don't really have much of a choice, do I? Seeing as he didn't even believe me anyways."
Romina laughed. "He knows you enough."
"C'mon, we should get going. We have our first session of potions today." Harry reluctantly turned back, and so did Romina. "It should be interesting with Snape given how sure he is that I helped Sirius escape."
"Harry, you did help him escape," Romina reminded him.
"Ha, ha," Harry bobbed his head. "So didย you. I wonder what your head of House would say about it?"
"Hasn't said anything about it, actually."
Harry snorted. "Wonder why,ย Slytherin. You know you guys are immune to his wrath."
Romina chuckled. "C'mon Harry, neither of us will be immune if we're late! Let's go!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him back towards the castle.
~0~
Upon entering Snape's class, the professor immediately threw a hard look in Harry's direction. Harry was sure that both Ron and Hermione had received the same looks too.
"Coming to sit with us, then?" Harry mumbled to Romina as they took slow steps towards the seats. They'd managed to get to class with minutes to spare.
"To be frank, I'm not sure," Romina said, eyes falling on the empty seat beside Draco. Harry recognized the look on her face; she wasย calculating.
"Rom? C'mon," Harry pulled her arm forwards, "He's not worth it." As much as he would love to see to what extent Romina could get away with in the eyes of her head of House, he would rather not see it happen because ofย Malfoy.
Romina easily got out of Harry's grip. "Give me a second, I want to see something." She stopped walking altogether, forcing Harry to stop as well.
"Seeย what?" Harry dreaded to know. Romina half smirked as she backtracked. Harry sighed. Romina was kind until someone poked her wrong side, then she was mischievous. He genuinely worried for her. "Rom, he can hurt you," he hissed.
Romina's expression was a clear indication of what she believed. "He's not going to hurt me," she waved him off. She turned on her heels and walked back to what used to be (or, depending on the situation, what could still be) her seat.
Whether or not Draco had been watching wasn't clear for her. He was scribbling over a piece of parchment. "Gotta say, thought you'd take a seat beside Potter. Or Angel for that matter."
"What? So my seat is still open then?" Romina looked around the classroom. "I thought you'd be saving it for Parkinson." Pansy had yet to show up to the class.
Draco snorted. He finally put down his things and looked up at her, his expression sour. "She's terrible at Potions. I'm not sacrificing my grades for her."
Romina's eyebrows raised. "Mm, so that means you're willing to do other stuff for her."
"Why's that any concern to you? Last time I heard, Angel's willing to do a lot for you. You know he's not talking to me because of you?"
"How is that my fault?"
"Really?" Draco tilted his head at her. Romina rolled her eyes and sat down beside him. "When are you finally going to tell him to get lost?"
"I'm not talking about that with you," she promptly said, eyes looking directly ahead. She could feel Harry's eyes burning on her. Clearly he didn't like where she'd chosen to sit.
When class finally started, Snape was even less than pleasant with the class. He left the assignment pretty early into the session, making it clear that he had very little faith they would be able to produce exactly what he asked for.
Romina put all her attention on the ingredients they needed and the best way to introduce them to the mixture.
"You're being ridiculous you know," Draco remarked halfway through class. Granted it had been a quiet remark so only they were in on the conversation.
Romina was looking over the passage of their concoction; she had very little interest in what it would even be in the end. "Me? Seriously?"
"Who's the one who's been violent?" Draco pointedly reminded her. "You've punched me and smacked me."
"I did not 'smack', I...lightly tapped." Romina flinched at Draco's hard snort.
"What? And I suppose the punch was a tap as well?"
"Mm, no, that was a punch." Romina looked up with a wide smile. "And you had that coming."
"Then I guess you have things coming too."
"What, you'll hit me back?"
"I don't 'hit', Oswell. That's beneath me. I have...other means of retaliation." Draco handed her the missing piece of her herb.
"What?" Romina took the herb into her fingers. "Couple jinxes?"
Draco shook his head. "No."
Romina rolled her eyes and dumped the piece into the cauldron. As soon as it landed, the contents gurgled and squirted against Romina's hand. She hissed at the contact, drawing her hand back and shaking it until the burning sensation died down. She met Draco's smirking, very pleased, face and immediately scowled. "You're a jerk!"
"I've heard worse," Draco shrugged.
Romina took in a deep breath. Yelling in Snape's class would automatically earn her detention, even if she was a Slytherin. And besides, being stuck in detention meant she couldn't possibly get Draco back. It was a lose, lose situation. She would hold her tongue for the rest of the class, but that didn't mean she let Draco go completely.
Maybe her elbow slipped on his side.
And, apparently, maybe his foot happened to be near her ankle when she got up.
With a growl, she slammed her book over his hand. (Snape may have yelled at Dean Thomas in front of them for that one).
"Maybe Iย willย take Parkinson over you as a partner," Draco spat on their way out of class. "She's got to be less annoying than you at this point."
Romina scoffed. "Please. You just want someone who gushes at everything you do!"
"Potions is where I excel," he said smugly. The worst part was that he was right. He was a genius in Potions; Romina had always praised him for it. "It would be nice to hear someone give me credit."
"I'm sure she'll have no problem with that," Romina said with a huff and marched on.
~ 0 ~
When Hermione plopped down in the seat opposite to Romina in the library, the latter flinched but kept on writing. "You've got homework already?" Hermione asked quietly.
"That is why I'm in the library, Hermione," Romina replied in the same hushed tone. She looked up briefly to send a smile to the brunette. "That why you're here already? During dinner I should add."
Hermione bobbed her head. "Not...exactly. Let's just say I'm doing some research."
Romina chuckled very lightly. She couldn't afford another warning from Madame Pince. Arden had been with her earlier and they hadn't exactly been the quietest.
"What about you? You're here doing an essay during dinner?" Hermione asked curiously. "We didn't see you at your table."
"How could youโthe Durmstrang kids are huge," Romina's remark caused a mutual snicker. "Girls and boys."
"Least you don't get the stink eye from the Beauxbatons, some of them are quite judgy," Hermione said, scrunching her face.
"Maybe it's cos they're older. Theyย areย 17, remember?"
Hermione shrugged. "Who knows. So, what's the essay you're working on?"
"Snape's," Romina muttered. "Liking him a little less today."
"Welcome to the club."
Romina half smiled. "Anyways, I'm almost done with it if you wanted help on whatever you're researching."
"You're not eating tonight, then?" Hermione asked, a look of concern crossing her face.
"Not very hungry." Romina reached for a book. "Besides, this essay's a little trickier than I thought. Ironic considering it's about the calming draught."
"What's that on your fingers?" Hermione's eyes had widened when she spotted the faint red tint on Romina's right hand fingers.
"Huh?" Romina followed Hermione's gaze to her hand. "Oh," she set her book down on the table, "Funny little trick from Draco in the last class. Gave me a bigger slice of an herb to put into the cauldronโthat git. But it doesn't hurt. I'm sure it'll go away soon."
"That's terrible," Hermione said, reaching over for Romina's hand. "Romina, maybe you should drop it."
"Drop what?"
Hermione's expression sharpened. "I know what this is all about. I haven't told Harry or Ron, if you're wondering, but I can't just stand on the side knowing the whole reason you're going head to head with Draco is because of what he said about me. If anything, it'sย myย battle and I'm not interested in fighting it so you shouldn't be either."
"No," Romina shook her head. "Hermione, it's not your fault."
"It is," Hermione bit on her bottom lip, "I'm afraid of what could happen if this escalates. It's all well for Harry, Ron and myself. We're not in the same House as Malfoy. We just go up to the Tower and we're done with him, but you? He could hurt you."
Romina groaned. "How many times do I have to say that heย won't!?" She and Hermione both flinched when Madame Pince shushed them from her desk.
"How can you be so sure?" Hermione asked when the coast was clear.
"Becauseโฆ" Romina shrugged several times as nothing else came to mind.
"Well?"
"Because I just know, okay? I just do."
Hermione wasn't sure whether to be concerned over the war she knew she helped start or rather be concerned over Romina's certainty.
A/N:
They are actual teenagers in this chapter I swear xD.
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The Cat Chronicles
(Or five times Theodore Nott *accidentally* stole your cat)
Theodore Nott x reader
word count: 5.9k
ยฉ๏ธ obsessedwithceleste. all works posted here belong to me and should not be reposted or copied in any way or form.
1
The first time your cat went missing, you didnโt think entirely too much of it. You knew many of the Hogwarts cats liked to gather behind the herbology greenhouse where a particularly plentiful patch of catnip grew. However, Gladys was never one to miss meal time, and when the time came to 30 minutes after her usual feeding time, you knew something was amiss. With a sigh, you made your way out to your common room where you saw Cho sitting by the fireplace with several other of your class mates.
โHas anyone seen Gladys wandering about? She missed feeding time and I havenโt seen her much today,โ you say as you approach the group.
โI havenโt, sorry y/n. Weโll keep a look out for her though,โ Cho tells you.
You let out a small sigh of disappointment.
โThanks Cho,โ you say before heading out to wander the halls of the castle, hoping to find your elusive, black cat.
You start out by the greenhouse where you see a whole gaggle of cats, but none with the sleek black coat that identified your furry friend. You then walked around the grounds a bit more with no luck, before moving on to the kitchens where several of the house elves promised to keep an eye out for the small black cat. You even checked several empty class rooms before coming to a stop outside the library. It wouldnโt hurt to check. Twenty minutes later, you were still completely out of luck. Tired and frustrated, you were about to call it a night when a loud chorus of voices turn down the hall. You look to see who it was and find a hoard of Slytherin boys making their way towards you. You recognized them of course, but didnโt exactly know them. What you did know however, was the mop of black fur one of the taller boys in the back of the group was holding.
โGladys!โ You exclaim, rushing towards the group of boys.
Their eyes all turn towards you and at the sound of her name, the fiesty black cat springs from the arms of the boy and runs towards you.
With a large grin of relief, you scoop the cat up into your arms, feeling her light purr as you scratch behind her ears. Feeling several pairs of eyes on you, you look up to see the group of boys still staring at you and your cat.
โUm, thanks, for finding my cat,โ you say awkwardly, squeezing the cat to your chest lightly. The tall, brunette boy who had just been holding your cat only nods silently before turning and walking off, the rest of the group following, except one.
โHey, sorry about Theo. He means well, really. Man really likes cats, but doesnโt have one of his own, so he sometimes makes friends with cats wandering the halls. Weโve all told him that he should probably stop, ah, borrowing, peopleโs cats, but he canโt seem to resist. Names Enzo by the way,โ the boy says with a friendly smile, extending his hand out.
You take his hand, shaking it cautiously before a smile creeps itโs way onto your face.
โThank you, Enzo.โ You say, hesitating a moment before adding, โYou know, Gladys is a picky bitch. Theo must be a pretty okay person if she let him carry her around.โ You tell him before disappearing with your cat.
2
The second time your cat went missing, you honestly didn't realize she was missing at all. Theo had found his way down to the kitchens about a week after the original cat incident. That's how he thought of it anyway. The kitchens were one of his favorite places to lurk as not many students knew of the secret entrance behind one particular painting of a fruit bowl. The real attraction that often drew the brunette boy to the hidden sanctuary however, was the constant stream of cats that often visited the house elves who happily offered up dishes of cream and other treats. Plopping himself down on the floor next to a particularly populated bowl of milk, Theo's eyes were immediately drawn to a familiar set of glowing yellow orbs.
"Hello there, Gladys," he said hesitantly, decently sure that was the name called out by the pretty Ravenclaw girl who had stolen the cat from him a few nights ago.
Well, stolen in this case was rather relative, as the cat was technically hers, he supposed. Hearing her name however, the little black cat pranced over, nuzzling her head affectionately against his leg with a soft purr. Picking the sweet creature up into his arms, Theo stroked her soft fur, thinking back to his encounter with her owner, a grimace reaching his face.
He had been a downright bloody idiot. That was for certain. Theo was not usually one to be rendered incompetent by the mere presence of a pretty girl. No. That was meant more for Enzo. Or even Draco sometimes. But never Theodore. In fact, Theo had quite the reputation for his tendency to sleep around which made the idea of his mind completely blanking at the sight of this cat's owner all the more embarrassing. Matteo had made fun of him ruthlessly later that night. What had he said again? Right. Absolutely nothing. Just nodded like a right dunce.
The only solace Theo had gotten from that night was when Enzo pulled him aside quietly and told him what the pretty girl from earlier had said about him. "He must be pretty okay." It was hardly a compliment, but after the fool he'd made of himself, it really was the best Theo could hope for. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, Theo once again focused on the little beast snuggling contentedly in his arms, carefully scratching behind the ears, a spot he'd found the cat quite liked.
The sound of the entrance painting swinging open startled Theo; and he honestly wasn't sure if he was elated, or absolutely mortified that the very girl who had been previously plaguing his thoughts was stepping through into the kitchens.
You honestly weren't entirely surprised to see the boy from a few nights ago sitting on the floor, cradling your cat, when you entered the kitchens. After Enzo had admitted to you that the handsome brunette had a soft spot for the castle's feline population, you figured it was only a matter of time until you bumped into him here considering it was a hot spot for the four legged beasts.
"Hello. See you've managed to find my cat again," you say, offering a small smile to the boy in front of you. After your encounter with that particular group of Slytherins, you did a bit of asking around, finding that Theodore Nott, while a bit known for his escapades with the female population, was actually one of the more talented wizards of your year. And one of the more level headed. (But in comparison to Draco and Matteo, you weren't exactly sure how much credit to give him there.)
The boy blinks up at you once before seeming to find his voice.
"She's a sweet little thing," he says finally, clearing his throat and looking anywhere but you.
You cautiously move forward, more worried about spooking the boy in front of you than the cats. Sitting down, you allow a pretty little Siamese kitten to wander into your lap. Gladys hisses with jealousy, but remains snuggled in the arms of the boy.
"She really seems to like you. Bit surprising. She's really not much of a people person," you tell him.
Theo nods at you, an action you found yourself growing familiar with.
"Enzo told me." He replies curtly.
You open your mouth to respond, but don't quite know how, so you let an awkward silence roll over the two of you.
"Well, I find that Gladys is a very good judge of character," you say finally.
Theo lets out a small smile at this, continuing to stroke your cat's soft fur. After that, the two of you fall into a comfortable silence with Theodore continuing to shower your cat with affection while you distract the many other felines, crowding the kitchen floor.
"Theo?" you wonder finally, the question burning away at you. The boy looks up, and you find yourself getting lost in the surprisingly soft brown eyes staring back at you. Breaking from the trance with a small shiver, you ask, "If you like cats so much, why don't you have one of your own?"
Theo's eyes immediately fall, and his hand freezes mid pet, much to Gladys' dismay. A pang of guilt washes through you.
"My father isn't much of an animal person," He replies stiffly.
You give him a small nod in response before rising from the floor.
"It's getting pretty late, I should get going," you say softly. "Gladys can find her way back to the tower on her own just fine," you add when you see Theo make no move to release the cat.
Without another word, you move to open the portrait door. You enter the hall with a small smile gracing your lips as you hear his voice quietly as the door closes.
"Thank you, y/n."
He knew your name.
3
The next time Theo met Gladys was much sooner than he expected. He had left the kitchens several hours ago and was now laying in bed. The clock sitting on his bed side now read 1am. The deafening silence was about to finally lull him to sleep when an insistent scratching at the door caused his eyes to fly open. Sitting up, Theo glanced at the door warily before finally deciding to cross the room to find out what was causing the noise.
As soon as the door opened, a black shadow darted through, making a beeline for his bed. How it seemed to know exactly where it was going, Theo had no clue. Making his way silently back to his bed, careful not to wake either of his roommates, Theo was finally able to make out the dark shape of an ever familiar black cat.
"Hi there, principessa," he whispered, gently stroking the cat's ears before crawling into the bed next to it. Gladys seemed to take this as an invitation to curl up in the nook of his arm, and Theo wasn't about to object. The last thought he remembered before drifting off was how nice it would be if Gladys' pretty owner was there too.
"Theo, what the fuck."
Theo woke with a start, to the loud voice of Lorenzo Berkshire ringing out above him. His eyes opened to see the other boy hovering over his bed, a look of shocked confusion apparent on his face.
"Is that y/n's cat?" he asks, leaning down as if to get a closer look at the fluff ball still snuggled in Theo's arms.
"No way," Matteo laughs from the other side of the room. "You stole her cat again? What, is this some sick and twisted new way for you to lure girls into your bed?"
Theo launches a pillow at Matteo's head. He doesn't miss.
"You better go return that thing before y/n starts to worry," Enzo advises, going back to his own side of the room. "And maybe just ask her out while you're at it hmm?" He adds, quickly ducking behind his fourposter before Theo has the chance to send another pillow flying his way.
With a heavy sigh, Theo comes to a stop outside of what he's pretty sure is the Ravenclaw common room. He's about to raise his hand to knock, when the golden eagle head mounted to the door springs to life.
"What gets broken, without being held?" The eagle asks, blinking at him slowly.
Right. Theo knew about this. The most annoying of the common room doors because instead of a password, the bloody door required you to answer a riddle. Theo was about to turn on his heel to leave when he felt a light presence behind him.
"Hello Theo. Hello Gladys." The platinum blonde haired girl said, giving the two of them an airy nod, before turning her attention to the door. "Would it perhaps be, a promise?" she asks.
The door swings open and Theo quickly hurries after the girl, making his way up the staircase. He'd never actually been inside the Ravenclaw common room, and his breath hitched when they reached the top of the stairs. The main room really was magnificent, nothing like the dark, eerie dungeons of the Slytherin common room. Theo eyed the shelves of books lining the wall longingly.
"Her room is just there, up and to the left," the blonde girl he'd followed in says, breaking him from his thoughts.
"Huh?"
"Y/n? Her room is just there," the girl repeats, gesturing to a door at the top of another small flight of stairs.
"Oh. thanks," Theo makes out, giving the girl a nod of gratitude.
"Name's Luna by the way. Luna Lovegood." She says whimsically before floating off.
With a deep inhale to calm his nerves, Theo makes his way up the stairs and knocks gently on the door. Gladys lets out a meow of protest. Absolutely nothing could have prepared Theo for what was on the other side of the door. He felt his throat go completely dry as the door swung open and you stood in front of him in what was probably the shortest, skimpiest set of clothing that could possibly be considered pajamas. Theo tried not to stare, he really did, but he was only a man. A very weak and smitten man.
"Oh! There you are Gladys. I wondered where you wandered off to last night!" you say looking at your cat and then back up at Theo, and then again at your cat before looking back up at Theo expectantly. "Um. May I have my cat back?"
Theo jolts back to life, realizing he'd been staring and looks at you sheepishly.
"Sorry, don't know how this little one found me. Snuck her way into the Slytherin common room and then into my dorm. Didn't want to leave her in the halls alone, so I let her stay the night," he tells you.
You stare at the boy in shock, realizing that was the longest string of words you'd ever heard out of him.
"Wow Theodore, I'm impressed. I think that's the most I've ever heard you talk. And here I was thinking you were secretly illiterate," you say with a playful grin.
"Please," the boy scoffs. "I'm the picture of eloquence."
Interested in where this sudden burst of confidence that you didn't normally see from him had come from, you take a step back, inviting him into your room. He hesitantly accepts your invitation, bringing Gladys along with him.
"No roommates?" he asks, perching on the edge of your bed as Gladys purrs softly on his lap. At the moment, you found nothing more attractive than this man absolutely pampering your beloved pet.
"Not many Ravenclaw girls in our year, we had the option to share, but most of us opted for solo rooms. Wanted the extra privacy, I suppose," you tell him, leaning on one of the posts at the end of your bed.
Theo nods his head at this.
"I have two roommates," he shares.
"One of them happen to be Enzo Berkshire?"
Theo nods again. "And Matteo. Riddle" he adds.
You cock your head at that with a grin.
"Interesting pairing," you comment, imagining the chaos those two must bring with them.
"It never gets boring," Theo responds.
A moment of silence passes.
"I was wondering if you wanted to study together sometime. I hear you're exceptionally talented at potions. And Charms. And everything really." Theo lets out finally.
You raise an eyebrow at the boy, internally screaming.
Trying to keep your cool, you tilt your head, "I hear you are too."
It's like a switch flips inside Theo.
"Well, we're obviously perfect for each other than," He replies easily, a cocky grin beginning to spread across his face. "Meet you in the library tomorrow at 7? And bring the cat."
You let out a laugh as Theo rises from the bed, gently placing Gladys down on the pillow, before going to make his way out of your dorm.
"You only like me for my cat," you joke, shifting to watch as he crosses the room to the door.
"Not just for your cat," he assures you, "I love the outfit, wear it for me more often, hmm?" he says slyly before the door thuds shut behind him.
You look down at your outfit, jaw dropping open and heat rushing to your cheeks.
4
Theo's head was pounding. Music pumped through the Slytherin common room and Theo could barely see through the crowds of people around him as he pushed his way to the circle of sofas occupied by his friends. Collapsing into a spot next to Matteo, the boy offered him another shot of who-knew-what which he quickly knocked back.
"When's that pretty little thing that's been occupying all your time gonna join us at one of our little gathering?" Matteo slurs out, gesturing to the large crowd around them.
Over the past several weeks, you and Theo had grown significantly closer; your first study date quickly becoming a daily occurrence as you found that you each were able to easily keep up with one another. Something about having a partner who was actually able to challenge you was exhilarating. From there, you found yourselves often seeking each other out simply for the sake of good company, Gladys largely increasing the number of these meetings.
"Don't know that Gladys would like it. Cat's aren't supposed to ingest alcohol," Theo responded, not quite drunk enough to fall for his friend's taunting.
Enzo places another shot in his hand, and Theo raises a brow at him, before knocking that one back as well.
"Did you ever ask y/n why in Salazar's name, she choose to name her cat Gladys?" Matteo asks. "If my name were Gladys, I'd being running off constantly too."
Theo thumps Matteo on the back of the head.
"You leave our cat out of this, she ain't do nothin wrong," he says, glaring at his friend.
"So now she's our cat is she?" Enzo asks, a smirk growing on his face. "Didn't know you and y/n were so serious."
"It's our cat damnit! If marrying y/n is what it takes to finally have a cat of my own, so be it," Theo says decidedly.
Enzo snorts at his clearly, very drunk friend. "Careful, or one might think you're only into her for her cat. And not the cunty kind."
Theo scowls at this. "Y/n says that all the time, but have you seen that ass? And the way she mopped the floor with Draco in potions the other day? She's perfect."
"Yeah? Why don't you go tell her that then?" Matteo says, wanting nothing more than to see a drunk Theo try to make his way to Ravenclaw Tower.
"You know what? I will. And I'll pet Gladys too." Theo states. A look of pure, intoxicated determination set on his face.
Lorenzo eyes his friend warily. While not exactly sober himself, he didnโt particularly like the look his friend was giving them.
โAw cโmon Enz, donโt you try and be the voice of reason now,โ Matteo drawls, sensing the hesitation coming from his friend. โDonโt you want to meet the lil thing our beloved Theodore has been obsessing over for weeks now?โ
โIโm not obsessing,โ Theo snaps, taking a sip straight out of a random bottle heโd picked up from the table.
โLetโs go. Iโm gonna steal her cat. For real this time.โ
With a wide grin, Matteo jumps up, ready to follow his friend wherever the night took him. With a low groan, Enzo followed suit, knowing that his pair of roommates would need some sort of guidance to prevent them from walking themselves straight of the edge of the astronomy tower.
You didnโt have a lot of expectations for the quiet Friday night that you were spending curled up with a book and your cat. It was late, and after a long and stressful week, the time alone with Gladys was just what you needed to really recharge. You had spent most of your day lounging out on the lawn next to the Black Lake with Theodore, studying with and harassing the boy. A small smile crept onto your face, remembering the way his brown curls had floated about in the soft breeze.
You really hadnโt expected for the two of you to become so close, so quickly, but you werenโt complaining. Youโd grown quite fond of the boy, especially once he started opening up a bit more. Youโd initially thought that he was a man of very few words, but quickly learned he was in fact very sharp witted and even a bit snarky at times. Time spent with him had easily become your favorite part of the day and was something you were constantly looking forward to.
A sharp knock jolted you from your thoughts, causing you to jump a bit where you were sitting, Gladys letting out a yowl of protest.
You quickly cross the room and open the door to find a very miffed looking Cho, a frown imbedded on her face.
โSorry to bother, but could you please come get your boy under control? Heโs upsetting the portraits.โ She says.
You blink once. Then again.
โSorry?โ
โYour Slytherin fellow? Heโs out in the corridor with two of his friends harassing the door,โ she explains, turning to lead you down the spiral staircase.
Youโre not even halfway down when you begin to hear the voices.
โWho in the bloody hell would want to be in Ravenclaw with this blast-ended skewt ass looking-โ
โMatteo you canโt curse out the door.โ
โIโll curse at the bloody door if I want to bloody curse at it.โ
You grimace, looking at Cho who looks back with a similarly displeased facial expression.
โSorry bout them. Iโll take it from here,โ you tell her when you reach the bottom.
With a slight nod, she turns to retreat back up the stairs. With a sigh, you push the door open, almost taking out Matteo who had been leaning on it for support.
โHi amore, fancy seeing you here,โ Theo slurs, a grin taking over his face at the sight of you.
Enzo leans against a pillar, face in hands, looking like he wanted to disappear. You could smell the alcohol on all of them.
โHi Theodore. Are you sober?โ You ask, already knowing the answer.
โIโm moderately functional,โ he replies with a lopsided smile.
โIโm taking that as a no,โ you say, glancing worriedly at Matteo who was currently laying spread eagle on the floor. โLetโs get you boys back to your common room.โ
โI wouldnโt. Partyโs not gonna end any time soon. Theyโll just get more hammered and start wandering off again,โ Enzo advises, head still in hands. โLike herding hippogriffs with those two.โ
โAnd Theo hasnโt proclaimed his undying love for y/n yet!โ Matteo adds.
You feel heat rise to your cheeks and Theo glowers at his friend.
โItโs okay Theo, I know heโs drunk,โ you say, not certain if you were saying it more to comfort him or yourself.
Theo ignores you however, turning his attention back to the door.
โLet us in, I just want to pet the cat,โ he tells the door, swaying ever so slightly.
For Salazarโs sake. Man gets absolutely wasted and just wants to pet your cat. You go to grab onto Theo to steady him, but he has other plans. Immediately, he wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your hair.
โHi,โ he mumbles, picking you up just enough that your toes barely touch the ground. โI missed you. Can we see the cat now?โ
Not knowing what else to do, you glance helplessly at Enzo.
โWould you be able to get Matteo up the stairs?โ You ask.
โI can try. Heโs a stubborn bastard though.โ
You turn back to the door, knocking once. The eagle once again moves to life, glaring at the scene in front of it.
โIf the day before yesterday was the 23rd, what is the day after tomorrow?โ It asks crankily.
โWeโre too fucking wasted for this bloody bullshit,โ Matteo moans from the floor.
You try to ignore Theoโs tight grasp on your waist and Enzo prodding at Matteo with his foot before answering. โThe 27th.โ
The door swings open and you try your best to haul Theo through, Enzo following closely behind with a very disgruntled Matteo. Dragging the boys up the staircase feels like the most difficult task of your life as you constantly tell Matteo to lower his voice and mind his mouth while also trying to ignore the very minimal distance between yourself and Theodore. When you finally make it to the top, you rush to herd the boys into your room before slamming the door shut behind you with relief. Theo immediately stumbles over to your bed, collapsing face first in the middle and snatching Gladys into his arms.
โNo roommates?โ Enzo asks, looking around the room and seeing the single empty bed that you had pushed into the corner at the beginning of the year.
โNo, thank Rowena. I would not want to have to explain whatever this is.โ You reply, motioning to Theo and Matteo who was now wandering about the room.
โRoomโs a mess. Coulda at least cleaned up a bit,โ he says, poking at the various books and blank scrolls lying about.
โHad I known I would be having guests at,โ you glance at the clock, โalmost 2 in the morning, Iโm sure I would have.โ You say dryly.
Retrieving your wand from your desk, you point it at the spare bed. โEngorgio.โ The wooden frame creaks as it expands until it can comfortably fit 2 people. You look at Enzo.
โGood luck with that one,โ you say, almost feeling sorry for the boy as Matteo flops onto the bed with a groan.
โLooks like youโre gonna need it more than me,โ he replies, gesturing to Theo who was out cold, Gladys trapped and bug eyed in his grasp. With a sigh you and Enzo each resign yourselves to your respective charge.
โTheodore,โ you whisper, giving the boy a light shove. No sign of life. You give him a slightly harder shove, allowing Gladys is wriggle out of her prison. Frowning, you sit down on the edge of the bed, using most of your body weight to shove Theo to one side of the bed before sliding under the covers. Now deeming it safe, Gladys hops back into the bed, nestling into your arms happily. Youโre about to close your eyes when you feel arms snaking around your waste, pulling you into the very warm chest of Theodore Nott. You freeze, holding your breath, not sure if the boy is asleep or not.
โGoodnight mi amore,โ he whispers into your neck, causing the hairs to prickle.
Definitely not asleep.
โGoodnight Theodore.โ
You hadnโt had any expectations for the night really, but you definitely had not expected to have multiple overnight guests who were trying to steal your cat. And you most certainly did not expect to drift off in the arms of Theodore Nott.
5
The next morning you wake up missing the usual lump of fur weighing down on your chest. Immediately you bolt upright, eyes shooting around for any sign of your furry companion before the events of last night wash over you. Enzo and Matteo are both still out cold and when you look down, your jaw drops open. Theo is fast asleep, back facing you, Gladys snoozing contentedly while cradled in his arms. Even in his sleep this absolute tosser had managed to steal your damn cat.
Careful not to wake the boys, or Gladys, you silently sneak across the room and disappear out the door. Once youโre safely out of hearing distance, you make your way quickly down the kitchens. A little known fact about the Hogwarts house elves was that many had once served in the homes of different wizarding families at one time or another. This meant that many of the elves were all too familiar with the valuable hangover potion that you sought.
Ducking in through the portrait hole, it wasnโt difficult to persuade the elves into handing over 3 glistening blue vials. You had always been kind to them, often chatting with them during your visits with the cats.
Your task complete, you made your way back to Ravenclaw tower, taking your time as you didnโt expect the boys to be up any time soon. They really had been plastered. Not even Enzo had been completely sober you recalled.
Youโre just passing the entrance to the dungeons when a voice calls out.
โHey! You!โ
Youโre ready to continue on your way before noticing that there was no one else in the corridor they could be referring to. You turn to see two girls you recognized as the Greengrass sisters hurrying towards you.
โSorry, didnโt mean to startle you,โ the shorter blonde girl says when they get closer. Youโre pretty sure that one is Astoria. โYouโre the girl Theo has been seeing right?โ
You nod your head cautiously. You knew Theo had a reputation for getting around, so if thatโs what this was about, things were about to become quite awkward.
โYou havenโt happened to see him or Matteo or Lorenzo, have you?โ The other girl, Daphne, asks.
โDraco said he saw the three of them leave the party together last night, but no one saw them come back,โ Astoria explains.
You feel yourself immediately relax. Good. At least this was something you could help with.
โYou two are lucky you found me then I suppose,โ you tell them, gesturing for them to follow. โThe three of them tried breaking into Ravenclaw tower last night, so I let them crash in my dorm.โ
โOh Salazar. Were they trying to steal your cat? Iโm so sorry. When Matteo gets drunk he has a tendency to try and egg Theo on,โ Astoria frets.
You give the girls a strange look. โYou know about my cat?โ You ask, surprised.
โOh sure,โ Daphne replies. โWhole group does really. Boys came back one night going on about how Theo was just smitten with some Ravenclaw with a cute cat. And I can see why. Youโre gorgeous by the way.โ
You blush at her statement, diverting the subject away.
โThe boys should probably still be asleep. I just ran down to the kitchens to get these,โ you tell them, brandishing the potions you had gathered. โOnce theyโve downed these, theyโre all yours.โ
Astoria eyes the potions with jealousy and you realize the two girls were probably decently hung over as well.
โOh you can keep Theo, we were really just looking to collect Enzo and Matt,โ Daphne laughs, giving you a sly look. You open your mouth to reply, but stop realizing you had reached your common room door.
After a few attempts, youโre finally able to solve the blasted riddle and the door swings open.
โI donโt think weโve ever had this many Slytherins in our common room before,โ you joke, leading the girls up to your room.
Pushing the door open, youโre unsurprised to see the boys still passed out.
โThis must be the infamous Gladys,โ Daphne whispers, quietly approaching Theo who was still clutching onto Gladys as if his life depended on it. Again youโre surprised that these girls apparently even knew the name of your cat.
The two coo at the sight of your cat, coming to the conclusion that she was indeed worthy of warranting cat theft before Astoria finally decided it was time for them to get the boys out of your hair. They migrated over to the other side of the room where Enzo and Matteo were sound asleep, leaving you to deal with Theo.
You decide the easiest route, may just be to lure Gladys away, so you fetch her food dish before accio-ing her kibble container. At the sound of her food, Gladys was up and running, darting over for her morning feast. At the sudden loss of fluffy heat, Theo groaned, rolling over, face down into the pillows. After giving Gladys her food, you move back to Theo, giving him a rough shake.
โCome back to bed principessa,โ he grumbles, reaching out and flailing his arm in your general direction.
โItโs time to get up Theodore. Come on, I got you three hangover potions,โ you say, waving one over his head.
โDid someone say hangover potion? Give,โ Matteo demands from the other side of the room. You look over to see Daphne and Astoria sitting on the side of the bed while Matteo and Enzo were groggily waking up.
Pulling out her wand, Daphne gestured for you to toss her the potions which her magic catches easily, levitating the vials over to the other two boys. Matteo snatches one out of the air, quickly downing half before offering the other half to Astoria. Enzo does the same, giving the second half to Daphne who graciously accepts. After a moment, the four of them are looking much more awake.
โThanks for making sure these three didnโt drown themselves in the lake,โ Astoria says, once the potion had really kicked. โAnd sorry youโre not having more luck with that one. Heโs always been a late riser.โ
โYouโll be lucky to get him up in the next hour,โ Enzo agrees, rising from the bed. โThanks again y/n.โ
The four of them shuffle out of your dorm, a chorus is thanks and apologies strung along until they reached the door. Even Matteo gave you a nod of gratitude. Once they were all gone, you collapse once more onto your bed.
โThey finally gone?โ You hear Theo ask, as he rolls over to look at you. You nod, faces so close that your noses are practically touching and you can feel small puffs of air as he exhales. โThanks for last night. Iโm sorry for trying to steal your cat.โ
You let out a snort at that. โDid you know when I woke up this morning, you had turned away from me completely, and stolen my cat away from me in your sleep?โ You ask with a laugh.
Theo at least has the decency to look embarrassed as Gladys joins the two of you once more.
โI should do this more often,โ Theo says finally, reaching out to stroke Gladysโs fur.
โWhat? Get downright plastered and break into my room, or steal my cat?โ You scoff.
โSleep in your bed with you.โ
You freeze, looking up to see if the boy was being serious. His eyes blink back at you unwavering.
โYou can come back any time,โ you tell him, snuggling your way into his chest, ready to fall back asleep in the boyโs arms.
โWill Gladys be here?โ
โOh my god, yes she will be here,โ you say dramatically throwing your head back.
Theo grins down at you, leaning in and pressing his lips softly against yours.
โIโm only joking amore,โ he says, pressing another kiss to the top of your nose.
โOf course Gladys would be here, she adores me.โ
โGet out of my bed.โ
A/N
My biggest regret in life, is being highly allergic to cats </3
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Flames on Thin Ice
Pairing: jealous!Theo Nott x fem!Ravenclaw!reader
Word count: 2.9k
TW: cursing, jealousy, ridiculous amounts of yearning and fluff
Based on this request! Thank you :)
Summary: You and Theo Nott are something much more than friends, but just less than lovers. He would very much like to change that, as heโs no longer able to control his rapidly intensifying feelings for you. But when Slughornโs exclusive Christmas party approaches and Draco Malfoy asks you to be his date, the limits of Theoโs jealousy are tested like never before.
โCome here, bella,โ Theo smiles and gestures towards you as he strides over to where you stand, surrounded by holiday decor. He approaches you from the side, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you gently. A blush spreads across your cheeks as you hook an arm around his shoulders, placing the star on top of the Slytherin common room holiday tree.
Decorating the common room tree is one of your favorite parts of winter at Hogwarts. This year, the Slytherins asked for your help after hearing how amazing you did with the Ravenclaw tree for your own house.
Theo canโt say the same, but heโd do just about anything at this point to spend time with you. His crush on you has blossomed the last couple of months, your pull on him amplifying each day. Any opportunity he sees to touch you, help you, or make you laugh, he takes. No question.
โGrazie, cara mio.โ You respond, looking down into his heavy, perfect blue eyes. You always try to speak to him in Italian whenever you can, picking up on his more common phrases. Youโre the only one that goes to that kind of effort for him and he notices it. God, does it notice it.
He spins you around, earning a series of giggles from you before he lets you back down on your feet. Your hand lingers on his for a few seconds, which feels like an eternity to him. If only he could kiss you right here, right now. But the graze of your fingertips on his palm is enough for him, for now. Heโll take what he can get.
You step back, turning towards the fully decorated tree, ready to show off your hard work. He wants to watch with you but he canโt bear to when youโre looking this beautiful, this stunning. His eyes obsess over your every perfect feature, his eyes drinking in your essence.ย
This might be my favorite outfit of hers. The plaid skirt, the knee-high socks, the cream colored sweater. No- the one from my birthday, when she wore my necklaceโฆ
Oblivious to his longing stare, you take out your wand, tucked into the waistline of your skirt.
โLumos,โ you say, a look of wonder and awe blossoming on your face as the tree lights up. The warm glow makes you gasp, the sudden joy jolting through you.
Your hands quickly grab his bicep, pulling yourself towards him. A squeal of happiness escapes you, prompting a laugh from Theo. His smile, your favorite smile, triggers your heart to flutter. The way youโre looking at him sends his mind spiraling.
Gods, she is perfect.
It takes him a second to recover from the profound effect your touch has on him. His skin burns like fire, his heart aching for you.ย
Iโll win her. Iโll win her so she can spin around in my arms again next year.
Your soft voice brings him out of his thoughts. โWhat do you think? Is it good enough?โ you ask, your eyes contemplating your creation.
He reluctantly removes his arm from your hands, wrapping it around your shoulders and pulling you close to his side, your head resting gently on his shoulder. In a moment of risk, he drops it to your waist, his fingers fiddling with your sweater. Your face quickly turns to his in surprise.ย
His pulse stops, his breath with it as your hand slowly makes its way to his chest, resting above his heart. Your head tilts up to meet his dark stare, your eyes locking in on each other.
โIt is the most beautiful thing Iโve ever laid my eyes on.โ He says, his voice barely above a whisper. It is glaringly apparent he isnโt talking about the tree anymore.ย
You swore his head leaned down, his lips parted slightly, his hand pressed your whole chest against his, before-
โY/L/N! Where is that pretty little Ravenclaw?โ You hear a familiar, yet obnoxious, distant voice crawling its way into the common room from the dungeon corridor. A disgruntled Theo shuts his eyes in defeat.
Youโve got to be fucking kidding.
He notices the look of disappointment etched in your features, itโs enough to send a pang of longing and frustration slamming into him. His heart drops as your body detaches from his, putting a space between you. His side feels colder without your warmth against it.
I had her.
Draco rounds the corner, a skip in his step as he confidently strides over to you. His eyes light up with glee as Theoโs darken, seeing red. Draco takes your hands in his, kissing each one before speaking.
โMy lovely little Y/L/N, just the girl I was looking for. Iโve got something to ask you,โ he starts, your eyes widen as he gets down on one knee, keeping your hands clasped with his. A quick glance at Theo shows you the tension in his jaw, the dagger-like stare he casts on Draco.
Whyโs she looking at him like that? That look was for me not even a minute ago.
โI have been personally invited to Slughornโs holiday party and I couldnโt think of a more perfect date to bring. Will you be my plus one?โ
The look of hesitancy on your face prompts him to continue. โConsider it the best Christmas present you could give me.โ
Normally, Draco wouldnโt even entertain the idea of taking anyone outside his own house. But the Slytherin crew has a soft spot for you, so much so that the common room door doesnโt argue when you say their password anymore.
You giggle, taking a step closer to Draco. โWell, I do love a Christmas party.โ
His bright, smug smile draws you in as he stands up and pulls you in for a hug, resting his head on top of yours. โI know you do.โ He smirks.
He shares the time and dress code details with you before heading off to meet up with Blaise for dinner. You look around, only to find youโre alone in the common room. Theo left, admittedly, before he blew a fuse.
โ
The next couple of weeks are interesting to say the least. Theo has been pining for your attention, trying to distract you from the other boys as much as he can. But mostly, heโs been keeping an eye on Malfoy.
In one instance, Draco came to Theoโs dorm, where he knew you were hanging out, to ask what you were going to wear to the party. โHmm, we should match, I think.โ He suggested.ย
Nope. Not today, mate. And certainly not in my fucking bedroom.
Theo suddenly picked you up off his bed bridal style, physically removing you from Dracoโs presence before either of you could agree on an accent color.
โTheo!โ You yelp, wrapping your arms around his neck and peeking back at Draco. โWhere are we going?โ
โAnywhere that prat isnโt.โ He responds with haste.
In another instance, Draco sat across from you in the Great Hall during breakfast and gifted you a pair of earrings for the event. โThey sparkle almost as much as you, love.โ
The gesture brought a heat to your cheeks that had Theo making fists under the table. He canโt stand to see you flustered over Dracoโs pathetic attempts to buy your affection.
Thin ice, Malfoy. Thin. Fucking. Ice.
Draco continues. โMy mother picked them out special. She was beside herself when I told her I was taking you.โ
At this, Theo happened to โaccidentlyโ spill his tea directly into Dracoโs lap, earning him a public scolding. But the words go through one ear and out the other. He remains unscathed, because Draco left, and youโre all his again. And really, thatโs all he cares about.
โ
The day of the party arrives, one Theo has been absolutely dreading. No amount of self-soothing could keep his mind from imagining the shit Malfoy would pull without him there to interfere.
In your dorm, Theo watches as you fix your hair and apply your makeup. He observes your every move, trying to etch each one into his memory, noting all the things you do that drive him crazy.
The way she bites her lip while putting on mascara.
How she hums Christmas carols while pinning up her hair.
When she asks me what shade of eyeshadow she should wear.
When you finish dolling yourself up, you change into your dress in the bathroom. A pout of frustration escapes you as you realize your hands canโt reach the zipper. You decide to ask for Theoโs assistance.
When you walk back into your dorm, youโre met with a completely awe-struck Theo, his tired eyes grow wider than you thought they could even go. The boy is seemingly paralyzed by you.ย
Holy bloody hell.
His trance-like gaze runs over the lace neckline, down the curves of your bodice, and over the shimmering gown. Heโs never seen you dressed up before, and you have him wondering why it took so long to.
โSpin.โ He demands, begs. โPlease.โ
You slowly turn for him, a small smile adorning your face. The gown flows like water, splaying out as it twirls around you. You have to admit, both the dress and his reaction are feeding your confidence.
Nothing matters in the whole world except for her.
He stands, having noticed the undone zipper in the back. He saunters towards you, jumping at the opportunity, his eyes unwavering from your body. He places his hands on your hips, turning your back towards him.
Can I just marry her now? Can she wear this to our wedding?ย
You feel his soft breath grace your neck, a whisper of affection envelopes you. โMia bella ragazza,โ he says, each word dripping with pure adoration. He zips you up with the utmost delicacy and care.
He wraps his left arm around you, pulling your back to his chest. He sways you both back and forth, imitating a slow dance.
โY/N.โ Theo says, ready to pour his heart out for you. Right here, right now. As your eyes meet his, you share a moment of yearning, his lips dead set on meeting yoursโฆ
Until an abrasive knock that could only belong to Draco breaks your stare from his.
Please donโt take her away from me now.
He, of course, opens the door without being granted entry. You slide away from Theoโs embrace, slipping on your heels and grabbing your cover-up. Draco beckons you to him, grabbing a hand and twirling you around.
The sound of your laughter plagues Theo. You link an arm with Draco, tucking into his side. Theoโs mind silently explodes with jealousy, trying to identify everything wrong with the sight in front of him.
He looks like dirt compared to her.
Draco reaches to fix one of the earrings he gave you, setting it just right. Heat begins to course through Theoโs very being.
Iโd rather eat slugs than see my Y/N on his arm.
Draco leads them out, nodding a silent goodbye to Theo on the way towards the door. โI think we look rather dashing together, donโt you agree?โ he asks, his ego caking each word.
Theo takes a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure as heโs left in silence. He vowed to himself that he would behave for you, for this one night. For your sake.ย
But just before you leave his line of sight, you steal one last, desperate glance at Theo. And thatโs enough to break his vow.
โ
I canโt believe she makes me this stupid.
Theo thinks as he peers into Slughornโs party from a tiny window. His feet perched on the ledge, several feet above the ground. His knuckles go white as his fingers grip the wall tightly.ย
He spots you next to Draco at the table, noticing his hand covering yours. The students engage in lively conversation, mostly Malfoy telling boring stories about his father.
Though Theo tries hard to keep his focus on Malfoy, he canโt help but obsess over your breathtaking beauty.
His ears recognize the first few notes of the song you were humming earlier coming over the speakers.ย
You gasp and whip your head towards Draco, your eyes lit up with excitement, your hands tugging his suit jacket. โThis is my favorite song!! Can we dance?โ You ask him.
He stands and offers you his hand, which you take immediately. โAll night, if youโd like, love.โย
He doesnโt deserve this. He can barely carry a tune, let alone dance.ย
Theo hops down from the window, using the moving picture frames as leverage. Once he lands, he finds the back entrance to the party, peering through the sheer curtains.
Good luck pulling this off, Malfoy. I hope she laughs in your face.
But thatโs not what happens. In fact, it is hard to deny how absolutely gorgeous you two look together, each step perfectly placed, each twirl calculated. Everyone watches you both sweep across the dance floor with ease, like youโve rehearsed this a thousand times.ย
And even worse, it looks like youโre enjoying it. Theoโs hand drags down his face in agony.
Fuckโฆ heโs killing it.
Theoโs inner fire intensifies as Dracoโs hand moves to rest on your lower back. Too low for his liking. And the way youโre eating it up drives him mad. Draco leans in near your ear, sharing smirks and whispers with you.ย
The bloody fool is talking during her favorite song instead of letting her sing.
An idea sparks in Theoโs head, one that would probably disappoint you. But he doesnโt care anymore. Especially as he watches Draco cross the final line by dipping you backwards, his eyes obviously lingering on your chest. When he lifts you back up to him, you hear a faint, boyish voice call from behind you.
โConfundus.โ
Suddenly, Draco stumbles over, tripping over his own feet and falling on the floor, bringing you down with him. Slughorn swiftly strides over and accuses Draco of drinking too much champagne, despite your efforts to defend him. When heโs asked to leave, you follow him.
โAre you okay?โ You ask, patting down the front of his suit jacket and fixing his hair. He rolls his eyes, shrugging you off and mumbling something to himself about how โSlughorn will pay for this.โ
As he sulks away, you find yourself alone in the corridor, sighing and stepping out of your heels. A humming sound emanates from behind you, the familiar tone easily identifiable to your ears. You canโt help but smile as the pieces fall into place.
โReally? Confundus?โ You joke, turning your head to the side with a smirk. Theoโs arm wraps itself around your front once again, swaying you in his slow-dance way. What you didnโt expect was the feeling of his lips on your cheek, kissing you ever so softly.
โSi, bella.โ He responds, switching to kiss your other cheek. โWith the way he drooled on you all night, heโs lucky it wasnโt a Crucio.โ
You remove his hand, letting yourself turn to face him. He kicks your heels to the side, allowing you to step closer. Your hand reaches up to caress his cheek, your finger tracing the edge of his jaw.
โMio bel ragazzo,โ you say, lifting yourself up on your tippy toes. He pulls away, catching you off guard, grounding yourself to the floor again.
โIโve waited forever to kiss you, Y/N. Dreamed of it, even.โ He pauses for a moment, gathering his words, his finger twirling around one of your stray curls. โLet me.โ
The blush on your face hits a crimson peak, nodding a silent grant of permission. Your heart races as both his hands firmly cup your face, pulling you gently until you feel his lips join yours, melding into each other.
The kiss is long and earned, his lips moving against yours with intention. When he finally breaks for a breath, you tug on his collar, quickly crashing your lips back onto his. A low moan travels its way from his mouth to yours, his hands now wrapped securely around your waist. Good luck getting this boy to let go.
You pull away, letting Theo rest his forehead on yours, a stupid smile adorning his face as he processes the moment.
โFor what itโs worth, I told Narcissa I wanted those earrings. I think she almost felt bad that I had to go with him.โ You laughed, playing with the jewelry on your ears.
โHeโs not allowed near you- no, heโs not even allowed in the same room as you from now on,โ Theo says, a shadow of the tension in his jaw lingers. โOr itโs lights out for him.โ
You both break into a fit of laughter at the threat, leaning on each other for balance.
You pause for a second, his eyes brimming with unspeakable joy. Your hand finds the back of his neck, grazing it with your fingertips, feeling the resulting chills it sparks on his skin.
โThereโs only one room I want to be in right now, and Iโd like you to take me to it.โ You whisper, Theoโs expression becoming eager as he immediately lifts you up, swiftly carrying out your order. You could tell him to burn down a city and heโd do it for you.
โAm I dreaming this, bella? Am I really taking the most extraordinary person whoโs ever lived back to my dorm?โ He asks, relishing the feel of your arms around his neck and the scent of your vanilla perfume encompassing him.
โWow, the most extraordinary person? Ever?!โ You giggle, your voice coated with exaggeration. โWhat does that make you?โ You ask him.
โThe luckiest.โ
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๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐๐จ๐ฒ // ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฌ
ft.ย harry j. potter, ron weasley, draco malfoy, tom m. riddle, cedric diggory, regulus a. black + bonus: sirius black
warnings.ย might be ooc but who knows? slight suggestive, house neutral, use of 'gorgeous' but it can go for any gender. established relationship, quite long, oblivious reader (we love it), flirting, insecurities (boys)
a/n.ย so obsessed with them... song was inspired by jealous girl by lana del ray. oh and also an edit of draco LMAO // experimenting with the format, thank you to my sister for dragging me back into my hp phase.
spotify playlist ; ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐๐จ๐ฒ
๐๐ผ๐, ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ป'๐ ๐๐ฎ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ป๐ฎ ๐บ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐บ๐ฒ, ๐บ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐บ๐ฒ...
harry j. potter
๐ผ๐ต ๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐.
he probably saw someone standing beside you for a bit too long, way too long for his liking anyways.
or maybe how his hand was around your waist but he wasn't touching you, it was just lingering in the air.
maybe some random person hitting on you which, harry isn't surprised about since you are quite literally gorgeous. both in and out.
but what he IS surprised about is how this boy has the audacity to flirt with you!!!
harry side eyes them so hard. not you of course, you never do anything wrong <3
he was sitting with his friends, ron and hermione, you were meant to be sitting with him but your friends were begging for you to stay and he didn't mind, really, so you were off but within a few minutes a boy from ravenclaw decided that this was the perfect time to flirt with you.
at first he didn't understand what was happening, but when he saw him placing his ugly and dirty hands on your thigh while laughing way too hard at, what he assumed was, your joke, and saw how he looked at you, something clicked in his head.
harrys' first instinct was to rush towards you and that boy, push him out of the way and grab ahold of your arm and bringing you some place else. anywhere but there.
he trusted his instinct and did so. hermione attempted to grab his arm to sit him back down but failed. ron cheered his bestfriend on but stopped when hermione shot him a look.
harry rushed there, like speed walked over there. your friend group, you and the boy all whipped towards a very obvious angry harry.
you smiled brightly when you saw your boyfriend but it faltered when you noticed how.. tense and mad he looked.
he pushed the ravenclaw boys' arm away to which he recoiled and gawped at him.
"what do you think you're doing, potter?" he sounded very offended and honestly, harry could care less.
harry didn't respond straight away, rather, looking between him and you. but every time he stared at you and saw how worried you looked he eased a bit. just a bit.
"you. stay away from them." harry stated bitterly before wrapping his arm around your waist and ushering you someplace else with you waving goodbye to your friends with a sheepish smile.
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐๐. ๐๐ผ. ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐. ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐๐.
he's gripping onto your arm tightly and you wince, he notices this and stops immediately.
but still drags you somewhere else and you notice how he's pouting and he looks so adorable :(((
you have to stop yourself from smiling from his cuteness <3
when he finally stops dragging you and stops at a somewhat secluded place you question what was wrong and he sighs.
he explains how that " stupid and ugly git" was straight out flirting with you and you're appalled!!
and he's pouty and all when he's explaining to you about his behaviour, holding your hands as he spoke which was quite adorable.
you reassure him that you love him (and will always) and you'd stay far away from that 'nasty boy'
๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ ๐ต๐ถ๐บ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ.
harry plays little.. games on him using his invisibility cloak. when you around of course! he loves it when you smile and giggle from seeing the ravenclaw boy get doused with a green slimly substance that reeks of dung.
he pulls on his cloak, places many devices on his cloak or his clothing that makes him smell.
throughout the whole year, the ENTIRE years of staying at hogwarts he will hold a grudge against him. no buts and ifs.
he does not appreciate it when someone flirts with somebody who they know is taken. know is the keyword.
๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐, ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ต๐ถ๐บ.
harry is used to getting attention, he has gotten publicity ever since the word of him surviving the dark lord spread like wildfire.
but he still has insecurities, like everybody. sometimes he feel that he is a burden to you, all the hate and constant questioning and invasion of privacy you're getting all because of him.
when he sees him flirting with you he can't help but feel his heart burn and ache in pain. maybe you're better off without him.
but all his worries and negative thoughts fade away as soon as your hand gently and tenderly cups his cheek, as soon as you reassure and tell him that you only love himโhis worries? gone. his doubts? where?
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐ด๐น๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฒ.
before you were dating he was by your side or near you, giving you/everybody excuses for why he was so close to you all the time
and now that you're dating? yep, no personal space! unless you need it of course.
but ever since you have been hit on he is watching you AND him like a hawk, ready to pounce and swoop right in when he's in your vicinity.
and you understand him, so he's more than happy when you allow him to keep an eye out for you (he always did but oh shush)
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐ฎ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ๐ณ
harry always tried to show off his skills, ever since he laid eyes on you. and this didn't change at all when you two got together and it didn't change when that boy flirted with you
it instead, fueled his need to show off, only for you though
whether it be doing flips and tricks on his firebolt, letting you go on it while he rode it, letting you see new spells he learnt from his teachers (pretend you aren't surprised) and so on.
he shows you all the secret passage ways to go into hogsmeade and sneaks you in with the both of you two under his invisibility cloak.
he just wants to let you know that he loves you so much more than that git.
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ป.
harry wont outright say that he's jealous but wont deny.
he thinks that it's silly. really? him? the boy who lived, the boy who faced the dark lord, voldemort, was jealous all because of his insecurities being triggered by some boy? no. way.
he will try to hide his red and annoyed face when you both lock eyes, making excuse that he was simply hot when it was literally snowing.
he acts like it's nothing, he hides his feelings from you, he really doesn't want to but sometimes people just don't know what to do with their feelings
it may lead to him breaking down in front of you. pull him into a hug, let him rest his head on your chest as you soothe his hair and reassure him.
๐ช๐ต๐? '๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ ๐'๐บ ๐ฎ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐, ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐, ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ผ๐
ron weasley
honestly! have you seen him in gof (goblet of fire)? this guy gets ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐.
he clenches his jaw when he sees some random guy from slytherin come up to you as you're studying with your friends and just.. stand there, next to you
he hasn't done anything yet but ron knows better. harry notices how tense and agitated his bestfriend is and follows his eyes and that's when he saw a guy from slytherin talking to you, staring down at you in awe .
oh, oh. harry knows what's up now. he nudges hermione who was writing down notes from their previous lesson. she looks annoyed at first but after looking at ron before looking at you, she understands what's happening and smirks.
"ron, don't you think you should grab y/n now? you wouldn't want him to snatch them up do you, now?"
he only grunts in response and grumbles angrily before (after harry cheered him on with a grin) standing up and stomping towards you, well, more like the boy really.
"oooh, well look who it is! a weasley! what? are you here to.." his voice trails off as he makes eye contact with you. you're giving him a stern, mother look.
he bites back his words and glares at ron. "why- i can't talk about him now?" "shut it, go away, i want to be with my boyfriend now."
you can hear him mumbling something along the lines of "i can't believe this!" and "dating a weasley? they're mad!"
while the boy is walking away you could see ron smiling proudly. "yeah that's right, im her boyfriend, skedaddle you git"
๐ต๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐ผ๐ณ๐๐ฒ๐ป, ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ด๐ผ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฎ ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ฝ.
ron gets jealous very easily, and often.
all the constant teasing whenever he's around you, all the snickers he gets when he walks by with your arms looped with you as you two stroll through hogsmeade, make his head swarm with insecurities.
but naturally, it goes away when you state that you already have a boyfriend and point at him or when you straight out say that you're proud that he's your boyfriend, poor or not.
it makes him proud. he pulled someone like you, so good looking, kind and not afraid to let everybody know that you two are together.
his doubts? gone.
his heart thumps against his chest when he hears your words and it instantly reassures him, a proud smile spreads across his face as he pulls you into a hug, not caring about the stares that your friends are giving him.
๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐, ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ.
ever since getting together he has felt insecure, his status and looks.
sometimes he doubts himself, how could someone like you, ever like someone like him? poor, either average or not-so-good grades and... poor..
when he sees you talking to someone that is richer than him, much more handsome and whatnot his heart cant help but pang in pain.
you're much better off without him.
he beats himself too much honestly :((
so when your eyes lock with his and when he sees how you break into a big smile, when he sees you running towards him and jump into his arms, everything seems to fade away like it was never there to begin with.
just like harry, ๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ป.
ron will never admit that he's jealous. unless he gets really irritated from the constant flirting and his insecurities, then he may lash out and confess his jealousy/feelings.
he'd change topics whenever you bring it up.
"hey ron?" "yes.... love?" you can hear the worry in his voice but carry on, "do you like ever get jealous? because i feel like that one time-" "aaaaah yes, look! the owls are here!" he looks up and points at nothing.
"ron, baby, there's nothing. i think you ought to get some glasses like harry, right harry?" you quirk your brows and eye harry who lifts one finger up as he chews faster before replying, "oh yeah, definenetly."
draco malfoy
mmm yes, ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ.
the second he laid eyes on both you and the guy sitting next to you he's already plotting a plan to murder the boy.
maybe not murder but who's gonna stop him?
the worst bit was that he KNEW who it was!! it was his friend!! betrayal is what it is.
bombASTIC side eye. like he's side eyeing him so hard.
if looks could kill they'd be on the floor already ;(
draco was fine with him honestly, he was in his house and they all hated the same people.
but as SOON as he sees him sitting extremeeeeely close to you, the liking of him goes away, literally any positive feeling that he had about him is gone
not only that but he'll ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐บ ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐บ๐ฎ๐๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ต๐ฒ๐
๐๐ต๐ฒ๐บ, yes, you heard me correctly, or, saw..
he goes into the library to flip through all the dark art/magic books and everybody is looking at him because he NEVER comes into the library, unless you're there of course or when you're dragging him there to study and whatnot.
goes to professor snape as well.
"professor.. may i ask, what are one of the hexes you can bewitch on someone? .... the horrible ones, just for research sir"
honestly snape does not care and tells him, if only he knew...
and so while you're by his side just rambling about your next class he secretly pulls out his wand which is covered by his cloak, and points it to the victim and proceeds to hex him
the stinging hex
yeah.... now the 'poor boy' is literally howling in pain.
sigh, ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐..
"my father will be hearing about you!" or, "come close to y/n again and you will be met with something an eye has never seen before!"
draco, im pretty sure that your father is sick of you complaining to him about some 'brute'
and if he's nice enough, he won't hex them, he'll just warn them that he will hex them within a few weeks <333 lovely, isn't it?
๐๐ผ ๐๐ผ ๐ฐ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ it's kind of scary, for everybody anyways.
he's not thaaaat clingy but when he's jealous? yeah... a WHOLE different person.
head on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, his hand pressed against your back as you two walk in the hallways, so so touchy.
๐๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐๐๐, he tries his HARDEST to ignore you but every time he forces himself to turn the other way when he sees you waving at him with your bright and stupid smile, his heart aches.
he hates it, he doesn't want to ignore you but he's so petty.
but don't worry! it wont last forever as he gives in with your pretty face.
"ugh, you and that stupid face of yours... and no i am not calling you ugly."
๐๐ณ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป'๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐, ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป'๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐
tom m. riddle
ooouu he's fighting the urge to just crucio this person right now, he's a ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐ป, not to you of course, you're his cute little ball of sunshine!
unless you're not.. but! you're still so cute and bubbly (even if you aren't but shush, you are to him!!)
but alas, he can not. he would expelled if he did or worse, go to azkaban.. and of course he doesn't want to leave his cute lil lover
but it wouldn't hurt to do it secretly right...?
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐๐๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป๐น๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ #๐ญ ๐บ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐ป ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ผ๐น. like WAY more hugs and pda than usual
and people (thankfully) get the hint and strays away from you.
tom always has his arm around your waist and you're practically hip to hip every day, walking through the halls, going outside, going to hogsmeade and etc.
he's keep his hand on your shoulder to make sure that everybody knows that you're his. also because he likes it there :)
hands intertwined forever!! loves the feeling of your palm against his, loves to tell the difference between your hands to his, if yours is softer, smoother, calloused, etc.
while you two are walking through the hall (hip to hip) and he *can just* sense that there's a person right behind you who has their eye on you, he slowly turns his head around but not enough for you to notice and just side eyes them like damn
๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐ด๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐น! he has quite an ego but not an abnormally large one. he knows he's not ugly and never doubts himself.
(and he makes sure that you aren't doubting yourself!!)
so he never gets reaaally jealous or doubts himself when he sees someone eyeing you suspiciously.
he can control his temper but sometimes he lets some actions slip. for example: clenching his jaws and eyeing the soon-to-be-hexed-victim and not taking his eyes off of them.
and when his temper goes off the radar? now you've gone done it.
good luck, you'll need it.
๐๐ผ๐บ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐.
but not a toxic type of possessive although many people would believe him to be, but he's not!!
he would never dream of hurting you mentally or physically. he'd try to.. lets say 'mark' you.
giving you his jumper/jacket even when it's not cold, secretly giving you a few spritz of his signature fragrance on your cloak when you're not looking or distracted, giving you a few of his jewelry that he loves dearly.
just wants everybody to know that you're his :)
if you're in a different house than his he will make sure to ๐ด๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ on how they should not touch you inappropriately, talk to you nicely or else, NEVER help you for assessments UNLESS you ask them, he wants to help you himself!!
tom is one clingy baby
cedric diggory
oh our precious boy :(
๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ ๐ด๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐!! he trusts you to the MAX, he knows that you will never leave him for some git guy who you barely know
cedric is pretty popular in hogwarts so that mean that everybody knows that you're his lover (unless you or he wants to keep it a secret but why would he?? he would be proud to have someone like you!)
but when cedric does get jealous... it's not so bad actually!!! he's never that jealous. well not jealous to the point where he despises them for his whole life and give them death glares, good god, never.
but when he sees a guy that he doesn't really like talking to you and leans too close to you, it pulls on his heartstrings and he hates it.
inside he's thinking "now why would you do that?! you have the AUDACITY to talk to my one and only!!!"
walks over to you two and smiles innocently and asks if you want him to walk you class as the next lesson is starting soon, you nod cuz?!?! how could you say no to your pretty boyfriend?!? and so you get up and leave the poor guy sitting beside you and hold onto cedric's arm and you two are off to class <3
๐ด๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ถ๐๐๐น๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ผ๐, i mean he can be protective when he needs to but he knows you can handle your problems by yourself. you're strong after all.
but after seeing you hang out with that guy he makes sure to subtly let them know that you're already taken (shouldn't he already know??)
swapping scarves, making sure to be by your side all the time, his hand on your waist, giving you his fragrance so that you could use it all the time (and then the guy sniffs the air and he's like "why do you smell like cedric?")
๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ผ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ผ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฅ ๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฅ but somehow the boy just doesn't get it!!
when he asks you for help in potions class cedric butts in and offers to help him instead of you, and you don't miss the pout on his face as he turns away.
he tries to show off his skills in quidditch to which you only smile at before cedric shows up and proceeds to just make the guy look like he was a joke.
and everybody including cedric and you notices how red and angry he looks like.. calm down
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ธ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ถ๐, ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐, ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐ผ๐ป. for the other boys it may take them forever to talk to you about it, but cedric? only takes about a day or so, depending on how much the boy is bothering you.
when you're away from the pestering boy and your friends he pulls you aside and talks to you about what he thinks about the guy and how he's feeling.
you understand his words and nod along, agreeing with what he said. "i'll keep your words in mind, if it makes you more comfortable i could maybe talk to him about it? maybe ignore him?"
cedric is more than happy when you do ignore him/talk to him about it.
and at the end of the day and from that very day he walks by you and cedric with a scowl and a red face.
๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐, ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐, ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ผ๐
regulus a. black
๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ต ๐ด๐น๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ, ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ. regulus always had to give everybody death stares, even if it wasn't intentional. but to you? his gaze softens, his face seems to rest, his body relaxes and his heart starts to beat fast.
so there is, without a doubt that he will give everybody death stares and dirties except you.
and it didn't change when you two got into a relationship.. like at all... so when he sees somebody stare at you for too long (over 8 seconds) he walks over to you, passing the person and giving the most death glariest of them all.
and of course they turn their head around and pretend to focus on their work.
"mm oh yes.. this and that..." and then they stop muttering once they feel that regulus is away but when they turn to look at you once more they see regulus sitting right beside you, and even though his head is turned to face you, with a soft smile on his face, they can see that regulus is glaring at them at the same time.
scary.
๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ ๐๐ซ, the bar is FILLED.
before you two started to date he would always be within you vicinity, some may say that it was creepy or stalker behaviour but he really just didn't want you to be bullied by his fellow slytherin so called "friends"
and the first time he saw them bully you he immediately decided, right there and then, to ignore them for the rest of his life, never help them with their homework or even interact with them. not when they hurt and outright said many hurtful things to your face.
he would be sitting beside a large tree, pretending to do his work in his book while watching you like a hawk
and when regulus sees his ex-friends or somebody/a group of people walking up to you that he deems suspicious he's quick to mutter a jinx and watch the scene unfold
many people that were around that area burst out laughing from seeing someone with jelly-like legs, and best of all, you were laughing as well!!
so you can best believe that regulus will always be there for you, jinxing whoever dares to mess with you and making sure no teachers can do a counter-curse.
๐ฎ ๐น๐ถ๐๐๐น๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐๐๐. just a little bit...
but he won't ignore you on purpose forever you know, he's not that mean and petty. but when he's feeling VERY jealous then he may just give you the cold shoulder, for 10 seconds aprox, or less.
๐ฎ๐ต ๐๐ฒ๐, ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐. "i will jinx you. don't make me." "come near y/n ever again and my wand might just be in my hand and i may just accidentally flick my wand, that is coincidentally pointed at you, and 'accidentally' jinx you! or worse, hex."
he even uses his house as a threat.
"as you know.. my house is slytherin, and if you didn't know, most slytherins as the people say, are death eaters. so watch yourself now. come close to y/n and don't be surprised if the dark lord appears in your room."
๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ด๐๐น๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ ๐บ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฒ, ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ป ๐๐๐๐ฎ๐น ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐๐ฎ๐๐.
he's not the type to overload you with hugs and pda, unless you like it, but when he knows and SEES that somebody is trying to flirt with you he is a whole different person.
one day you woke up, got ready, said good morning to your friends and went out of your common room where you saw your boyfriend standing right in front of you
"oh my word", "good morning, love. lets go eat now hm?" he slips his arm around your waist and keeps you close.
he's more affectionate than usual and you are not complaining.
bonus: sirius black
first of all, how dare you. you dare try to flirt with MY lover??? A for effort i guess.
๐ต๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ๐๐๐น๐ ๐ถ๐'๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ. ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ'๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐.
image this, you and sirius are sitting beside each other, hands intertwined s he kisses your forehead while on the other side sits a very lonely, miserable and jealous person who attempted to flirt with you. your side is all sunshine and rainbows while theirs are... quite the opposite.
:))) they love their life
the reason why they flirted with you was to try to maybe swoon you but of course failed as you had a boyfriend whom you love very much.
their face is all red and hot when they spot you and sirius being all cute, snogging each other with smiles on your faces, fists clenching by their side before storming offโpushing people away who stood in front of them.
just like the others ๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ. a silly protective type of guy? he won't try to be intimidating or scary, okay maybe he transformed into his dog form and scared them but that was only one time!
but maybe a jinx there and there will help them get the idea. or maybe his arm around your waist will do.
๐ต๐ฒ'๐ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ป๐น๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ต๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฝ.
sirius is never serious (heh heh did you get it?) unless somebody crosses the line or if he feels that they are a threat to you or the relationship.
his jealousy levels are at a 3/10 but once he you know, sense that they have ill intentions the levels SPIKE. so like.. 13/10.
when you two are walking through the crowded hallway and he spots the person walking towards your area sirius is quick to change sides and leads you away from them <3
๐ฏ๐ถ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐ต? not to you though, to the person.
"why, aren't you a lonely thing? do me, no... us, a favor and leave will you? you're sort of ruining our moment here."
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