#Weasley twins supremacy

[welovefredweasley]

I love love love pinterest lately

@/shiftyhelps has written these amazing letters.

God do I love them 😭❤️

[welovefredweasley]

God I love this hahahaha

Y/n: [standing outside George's window with a "PROM?" sign]

Fred: [leaning out the window] Oh, my God, YES!

Y/n: NO! TELL GEORGE!

Fred: George, I'm going to prom with your girlfriend!

[lolhelpimtired]

had a porn bot follow me today named george at least they’re learning who their target market is

[s1llystr4wb3rry]

No more 1 dimensional Slytherins anymore PLEASE

Idc if its oc’s or head canon but please make them unique

Dont get me wrong i love the way some Slytherins are portrayed in a more traditional matter on how they act as it adds to their character like my bbg Severus and Tom Riddle, but ONLY because it works and make sense for their characters

But im also tired or the same old cruel, selfish, and cold way most people believe Slytherins to be based on how she who must not be named wrote most of them but God Damm acting like this isn’t what makes up Slytherin house.

Cunningness, Pride, Resourcefulness, and Ambition are all traits of Slytherin. People can have all of these traits and not be bad or cruel or cold or mean and bratty & whatever else people describe them as.

I want to see a goofy Slytherin who’s pranks and mischievous nature we have similarly seen in the Weasley twins or the marauders (no matter how much i dislike them but I digress),

Or a quite Slytherin who manages to always find a way to get them and their friends out of trouble,

Or literally anything else than Slytherin = pure blood supremacy = Cold and Snarky = Bad

And this doesn’t just apply to Slytherin, I want multiple demential characters from ALL the houses. I don’t like how many people view Hufflepuffs as shy or gentle solely because of their house, and ravenclaw as studious nerds who does nothing but devote themselves to their study, and Gryffindors as brave and kind soles who fight for whats right.

Because this is unrealistic, people will never fit into a perfect little box based on some traits that describe them when they were eleven. People will always be different and unique and thats what makes life beautiful. And brave doesnt mean good and loyal doesnt mean a pushover and intelligence doesn’t mean schoolacholics and most of all

Cunning doesn’t mean bad.

[lythea-creation]

The Price Of Family - Draco Malfoy x sister reader

summary: (f/n) isn't exactly a perfect heir to the Malfoy family. How will Draco deal with his sister sticking out?

warnings: reference to abuse

word count: 944

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Being a Malfoy was not coming naturally to me.

For starters I despised the whole pureblood supremacy shit. Not even talking about the dark lord.

At school I was an outcast. Most Slytherins stayed away from me due to my beliefs which I did not hesitate to declare. A lot of other students avoided me because of my brother.

Luna was one of the only people I truly came along with. Maybe because she was the odd one out as well. I loved that about her though. She was true to herself and never questioned being herself. It was inspiring honestly.

But there were also somerismatic and cunning twins who I liked to hang around with. It was always fun to be with Fred and George and they did not care about my family. They saw me and not just my name.

Draco and I used to come along well when we were younger and life easier. But he preferred impressing our father over me nowadays and we were drifting apart the more time passed.

The year was over sooner than I had wished for.

I was sitting in a train compartment with Luna and Neville, enjoying our conversation. At the same time I could not help but dread the end of this ride. The summer break was the worst time of the year for me.

So I hesitated to say goodbye to my friends to join the family reunion that was already taking place at the gate.

Our parents were delighted to see Draco. They were all smiling and talking. Sometimes I wondered if I should just not return home one day to improve all our lives. But that would feel like running away and everything inside of me was clenching at the thought of giving up when it was getting hard.

Reluctantly I stepped over to my family who actually greeted me properly.

Our mother let us talk about our school year the whole way home. But as soon as we arrived I escaped into my room.

I unpacked my stuff immediately to get it done quickly. But that did not work out as I was interrupted by Draco bursting into my room.

“I've wanted to talk to you for a long time now”, he proclaimed.

“You can't just come into my room like that”, I noted.

“Of course I can and I just did”, he insisted. “The Weasley twins? Seriously? Do you want to ruin our reputation for good?”

“Just get out”, I shot back.

“I won't. You may not care about our family, but I do. I wasn't exactly excited when you started hanging out with that Ravenclaw weirdo, but this is a different level. Why do you keep interacting with blood traitors?”, he ranted.

“This is stupid”, I mumbled, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

“The future of our family is a joke to you? When did all of that even happen? You used to hang around the right people”, he recalled.

“Oh, you mean your friends? Our rather the kids of our parents' friends? They're narrow-minded and total jerks”, I stated.

“What did you just say?” He growled, getting dangerously close.

“Drop the act, Draco! I'm not scared of you”, I enlightened him.

“You should be”, he warned me.

“You're weak, Draco. Always have been. You only do what everyone around is expecting you to do”, I proposed.

My brother clenched his fist before snapping his fingers and that way calling one of our house elves. “Go and get my father”, he ordered.

“That's another thing. You all treat the house elves like shit. I just don't get it. They're doing so much for us. A little appreciation and kindness isn't too much to ask for”, I remarked.

“What is going on here?”, our father questioned.

“(f/n)'s going insane. She's spending all her time with blood traitors and wants us to treat the house elves better”, Draco revealed.

“Is that so?”, father reassured.

I gulped. Honestly I was slightly scared of him because he was always afraid our family honor may be at risk.

“It is”, I confirmed.

“Alright then. I've given you enough time to redeem yourself. It's time for you to learn the hard way”, he announced.

“What do you mean?”, I inquired anxiously.

“You're going to spend the summer with your aunt. Maybe she can put you back on the right path”, he considered.

I could feel all color drain from my face. “You mean aunt Bellatrix? Are you serious? She's a maniac”, I reminded him.

“Don't talk about your family like that! Apparently I failed to teach you properly. Maybe I was too soft on you. I'm sure she won't be”, he assumed.

“No, you … you can't do that”, I protested.

Now I was scared to no end. Facing my father was one thing, but my aunt. That was a completely different story.

“I'm taking your wand in the meantime”, he decided.

My wand flew his way with a flick of his own before I could react.

“I'll contact Bellatrix immediately. You don't get to take anything with you. I'm sure she can provide you with the essentials. Draco, you will watch over your sister until your aunt arrives to make sure she doesn't do anything reckless”, he ordered.

“Yes, father”, Draco replied obediently, although he was looking a bit paler than before as well.

My mind was racing to find a way to get out. Suddenly I wished I had just run away after all.

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What do you guys think? Let me know in the comments or asks!

[luneengene2]

Slytherin!Nicholas Headcannons (the 80s)

A/N : I made this based on my version of headcanon, so sorry if my headcannon doesn't suit readers

• He was born into a Pureblood family but of mixed ethnicity. His mother was a native British citizen who studied at Hogwarts, while his father was from a line of Chinese wizards who settled in Taiwan. His father was an alumnus of Mahoutokoro, because it was the only magic school in Asia.

• He has three sisters, namely the oldest and twins. Her older sister is Wang Xinya, and her twin sisters are Wang Liuxian and Wang Luoyang. Xinya has an English name called Ivy Wang. Meanwhile, Liuxian and Luoyang have English names called Layla and Laura.

• Nicholas chose to attend Hogwarts after his father and mother actually moved to England when he was four years old. His three sisters also preferred to study at Hogwarts compared to Mahoutokoro.

• Obsessed with Dark Arts, but he doesn't use it for anything evil.

• Good at playing Quidditch since he was little, and during his second year at Hogwarts, he joined the Slytherin Quidditch Team. He has the position of beater.

• Enter Draco Malfoy's circle which is filled with arrogant, conceited children who have strong blood supremacy.

• He hates lazy people.

• His ideal type is a girl with blonde/light brown hair, tall, Slytherin (more inclined), from the upper class (First option), quiet, smart, doesn't act annoying/pickme.

• Nicholas would often join in mocking the Golden Trio along with Draco Malfoy's circle of friends and always pointed out that Slytherin was above all else.

• Very flirtatious and often flirts with girls who are obsessed with him. And usually he wouldn't be serious with those girls.

• Once punched Ron Weasley because Ron said something bad to him.

• Likes reading books and has always been the favorite student of the defense against dark arts teacher because of his expertise in dark magic.

• His dream when he graduates is to work in the ministry in the defense sector.

• Also has songwriting skills because he often creates beautiful poetic words.

• He lives in a luxurious manor with a strong Chinese architectural style in a hidden area of ​​London.

• Falling hard in love with Luna Lovegood, Nicholas likes her gentle and affectionate personality. Nicholas didn't want to admit it, but from the way he really didn't just like, but loved Luna. He doesn't hesitate to hit anyone who speaks badly about his Luna.

• Has the best fashion sense among the Hogwarts students.

• Once wanted to participate in the Triwizard tournament but his mother and father immediately strongly opposed it.

• He is the type of child who is obedient and always listens to what his parents say as long as it is for the good.

• Light addict Fire whiskey.

• Likes to party and often proposes a party every month for the Slytherins.

• He smokes, but is not an addict. He only smokes one or two cigarettes and that's not every day.

• Has good relations with several Ravenclaws and also Hufflepuffs. Moreover, his oldest sister and crush was a Ravenclaw.

• Has several tattoos on his body.

• The type who gets angry easily and always just punches students who irritate him. Because of this, he often got into fights with Gryffindors or even his housemates who weren't 'in line' with him.

• He often wears cross earrings, bracelets, necklaces and rings on almost every finger. He even once wore a necklace that had a moon pendant on it, because it reminded her of Luna (🤭).

• Has the smell of Baccarat perfume.

• Rarely cuts his hair, because he likes long hair.

• Very manipulative and cunning when playing Quidditch, and his tactics always result in victory. He really is a true Slytherin.

Is anyone adding another Slytherin!Nicholas headcannon here?

[sallow-gaunt]

Some headcanons linked to Ominis and his blindness, because I adore him:

This is sort of implied/generally accepted as canon anyway: Ominis’ blindness is a result of generations of family inbreeding due to his family’s obsession with blood purity. As if he needs yet another reason to despise his family…

Ominis mostly reads using Braille; it’s a language created by a Muggle in 1821 that consists of raised dots in various patterns to symbolise letters, words or numbers.

He taught himself Braille just before going to Hogwarts - I mean, who else was going to help him learn? His parents? His older siblings, who are just as awful and all about pure-blood supremacy?

Speaking of his family, they are predictably NOT happy about their son using a “made up language created by Muggle scum” - it’s one of the small ways Ominis is able to say “fuck you” to them because he KNOWS they hate him reading using Braille

When he first meets Sebastian, the other boy is utterly clueless that Ominis is blind. It’s only when he sees Ominis take out his wand, the tip blinking red to help him navigate, that he’s like “woah what is your wand doing?!?” When Ominis explains why, he just knows Sebastian is grinning as he goes “that’s amazing!” And then, ten whole seconds later, “wait, you’re bliND?!?”

Anne slaps her twin brother on the arm for that, rolling her eyes as she scolds him. Even though he can’t see them, Ominis knows he’s met his best friends for life right then and there.

Hogwarts textbooks do not come in Braille, regrettably, and so Ominis finds that he’s soon relying all too heavily on his friends to read to him (which is embarrassing quite frankly because he KNOWS how to read, he’s educated, it’s just not in the right format). The teachers, however, aren’t too happy about Anne or Sebastian (depending on who gets there first - they’re both competitive about being the one to help) reading out loud in the middle of class, and of course things go wrong when Sebastian starts moving Ominis’ hands around to show him the right wand movements for certain spells

As a result, Ominis soon falls behind in class - not because he’s stupid or bad at any of the classes, but simply because he’s unable to read what potion ingredients he needs, unable to read descriptions of spells or anything like that

The professors do understand and they wish they could do more to help, they truly do; all of them have been to Black several times asking if perhaps it’s possible to allow him extra time and space so that he can have someone read out ingredients to him, or perhaps to try to find a spell that’ll help him by reading for him. While Black is indeed friends with Ominis’ father, he doesn’t do a thing to help in that regard.

There are not very many blind wizards, but he’s able to do some research - with Sebastian and Anne helping, of course - and after a trip to the Restricted Section that was most definitely NOT approved by a teacher, they accidentally run into Madam Scribner who is NOT very happy.

“It’s important!” Sebastian protests. “Ominis can’t read his textbooks, and he can’t even read instructions for wand movements!” All three of them are given a warning - their only warning, they’re told - and sent away. Before he leaves, however, Scribner pulls Ominis aside and quietly tells him that she’ll see what she can do.

As it turns out, there is a spell that can transfigure textbooks into braille copies, but it’s so rarely known and used that it takes weeks of Scribner, Nurse Blainey AND Professor Weasley all researching in their spare time (Ominis, Sebastian and Anne are also still researching secretly). Because of how rare it is, none of them know how effective it will be but they give it a try anyway. It takes a few goes before it works, and Ominis hesitantly puts his fingers to the page to make sure it’s all correct - thankfully, it is.

Over the years, Ominis tweaks the spell a bit so that it’s more effective because sometimes there are still errors and he’s really tired of having to repeat the spell four times per book he wants to read before it actually works. It’s probably not the best idea to alter an already difficult and not always effective spell, but screw it, he just wants to read some damn books by himself

His grades do improve after this spell… although he still hates potions. Potions is his worst subject, which isn’t surprising given he can’t SEE the colour of whatever he’s boiling, so how is he supposed to know when it’s green or pink or a light blue? Sebastian or Anne usually let him know if it’s gone REALLY off colour, but they know he doesn’t want special treatment just because he’s blind. He sulks most potions lessons, wondering why he can’t just buy all of what he needs from J. Pippin’s shop instead of wasting time attempting to brew them

Still, at least most of his potions don’t explode - compared to Garreth Weasley’s little experiments, Ominis’ attempts at potions are relatively tame all things considered

People think that just because Ominis is blind, it means he also can’t hear them or that he’s some kind of defenceless innocent creature - they couldn’t be more wrong. Once he knows the correct wand movements, he’s incredible at duelling - his wand is an extension of his hand, given that it helps guide him around the castle, and so his bond with it is intense, which definitely helps fuel his spellcasts even more

Also Ominis totally knows ALL of the Hogwarts tea - the fact people underestimate him means they don’t realise he’s listening in, that he hears it all… And it’s not just the students he hears the gossip about - he knows an impressive amount about the teachers too 👀

Ominis LIVES for the tea, I tell you, absolutely lives for it like the snarky king he is.

[soliloqueeer]

13 Questions Every Harry Potter Fan Should Be Able To Answer

Question 1: Which house do you belong to?

Ravenclaw. I'm curious, creative and introverted. But I would also be happy in Hufflepuff since I am, at the end of the day, baby.

Question 2: Which Deathly Hallow would you choose?

If I'm being honest with myself probably the stone, to have one final conversation with my mother who recently, and very suddenly, passed away.

If that hadn't happened then I would've chosen the invisibility cloak because I love the idea of not being perceived.

Question 3: Which Character do you have a (not so) secret crush on?

Interesting question. I had to pick someone compliant with their characterization in the books then I'd probably say I'm most attracted to Tonks or Sirius, or the Weasley twins. But if you saw my AO3 history you'd think Tom Riddle.

Question 4: What are your Indepth and controversial thoughts on Severus Snape?

I think that Severus is a very tragic character. He came from poverty, was abused and neglected by his parents. The only person to ever show him kindness was Lily. He was canonically ugly, weird, and had bad hygiene. He was bullied by two classist Gryffindors and craved power and vengence which led him down a dark path. He died a hero who was courageous and self-sacrificing but I don't think she-who-shall-not-be-named wrote a convincing enough redemption story, especially not one in which the hero would give one of his son's Severus's name. He was still a wholly miserable person who was stuck in the past and verbally abused the child of his former nemesis for six years.

My controversial thoughts surrounding Snape was that he was first and foremost a genius - a potions prodigy who literally crafted his own spells as a teenager.

There was an unequal power dynamic between Severus and the Marauders. He was a dirt poor half-blood and they were rich purebloods. There was never any equal footing between them and as much as he participated in the feud, it was always in retaliation to their cruelty. (I can say this without bashing Sirius and James as all people contain multitudes).

I also don't believe Severus was a bigot. I think there's a good chance he hated muggles, as a result of the abuse from his father, but I he was too smart to buy into the idea of blood supremacy when he, a half-blood, was smarter than most of his pureblood peers. And when Lily, a muggleborn, was at the top of their class.

One of the more controversial headcanons I have is that Severus was recruited into becoming a Deatheater, not because he believed in their agenda but because he was allured by the promise of power, influence and vengeance. I believe he probably moved up high in the ranks after graduating Hogwarts because he was cunning, ambitious, and committed to proving himself and gaining Voldemort's respect. I also believe during his time as a Deatheater he most likely had to commit horrible acts of violence and cruelty, and that while Severus does have a sadistic streak (one that gives him the allusion of power), he does not wish suffering upon innocent people. He probably dealt with these peforming these acts by compartmentalizing his responsibiltiies as a Deatheater and using occlumancy.

One final thing I want to add is that I don't think Severus was obsessed with Lily in a 4Chan, incel sort of way (in fact, he kind of gives off ace vibes). In my opinion, Lily was the only person to ever give him love, kindness and compassion, and while he was in love with her, he was above all else, completely wracked with guilt over being responsible for telling Voldemort about the prophecy. He agrees to protect Harry because he feels indebted to her until the day he dies.

Question 5: Who, In your Opinion, Is more evil: Voldemort or Dolores Umbridge.

What a funny question. The first thing that comes to mind for me is Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump and the discourse in 2015-17 about which politician was worse. Voldemort (like Trump) is honest about who is is and what he stands for (self-interest and accumulating power). Alternatively Umbridge (like Clinton) tries to create the perception that she is good and righteous.

Umbridge represents the banaltiy of evil. She's sadistic and abusive, even towards children -all while wearing a polite smile on her face. She has the same vibe as a Catholic nun who abuses people in the name of god, and for Umbridge it was about the rule of law.

However, Voldemort's evil can't even be measured on the same scale. He's a meglomaniac eugenicst willing to purge the world of things he deems inferior to him. He was inspired by dictators like Hitler and Stalin.

It's far easier to hate Umbridge because she's not honest about who she is, and we've met a figure of authority who's exactly like her. Voldemort by all accounts and purposes, was far more powerful, influential and destructive, but too grandiose to relate to.

Question 6: Which death in the series is the most heartbreaking?

Sirius, Fred, Remus, but especially Fred. It was cruel to take him away from George. I think it would've been more satisfying if Percy, as a way to redeem himself to his family, sacrificed himself to save his brother during the Battle of Hogwarts.

Question 7: What Quidditch position would you play?

I wouldn't. I'd probably be in the stands or take advantage of the school being empty and fuck around in the empty castle all day.

Question 8: What Wizarding Career would you pursue?

Probably a teacher or academic/Unspeakable as I love research. That or someone who paints the magical portraits.

Question 9: Which book in the series is you favourite?

PoA was always my favourite as a kid because I really loved Lupin's character, and hearing about the Marauders. The time-turner plot gives me an eyeroll now but the climax is still one of the most thrilling to me. We also got a taste of Powerful Harry, which actually never came to fruition, but I really loved the idea that Harry was a very exceptional wizard who was coming into his powers and not just an every-man character.

Question 10: Who should have ended up together? Hermione/Ron or Hermione/Harry?

Hermione/Harry if it was developed earlier on. The author explained that Ron/Hermione was something she pigeonholed herself into in the first two books but later regretted it. I think canonically, Harry and Hermione are like siblings, but if their relationship was developed after PoA then it would've been really satisfying to see.

Question 11: Have you read Harry Potter and the Cursed Child?

No. Never will.

Question 12: Was Dumbledore a Hero or a Villain?

A hero. His plan worked in the end, as convoluted it may have been. I don't see Dumbledore as an all-good Santa-Claus-Grandpa character like his die-hard fans do, but I also don't see him as a chess-player villian twirling his moustache from the shadows.

I used to really hate Dumbledore because of how secretive he was. It was absolutely insane for him to have put Harry on that wild goose chase with such little information and it was a miracle they won the war at all.

At the end of the day, I think he was a man that feared having too much power due to the mistakes he made in his youth when he was hungry for it. He influenced things from the sidelines because he knew he was imperfect. He made mistakes all the time, and owned up to them, and if he was all-powerful those mistakes would have much graver consequences.

He loved Harry, in the end, and did not want to see him in that mess, but had the pressure of saving the world on his shoulders.

Question 13: Who is the real Hero of the Story? Harry Potter or Neville Longbottom?

Seems like a redundant question to me, but perhaps there's discourse around it I'm not aware of.

Harry is. But he doesn't carry that tile alone.

[annabellelupin]

thoughts I've had while re reading poa as a marauders fan, part one (chapters 1 - 4)

(id just like to point out this is my first time reading the books since middle school and first time I've read the books since I became a marauders fan in 2020)

chapter 1

- ok so ye the Weasleys are really poor, but if they're "extremely poor" you'd figure they'd use their money for something other than a vacation

-I forgot sweet little hedwig existed djdjdjdkdjd

-someone please eat the rat

-let the future cat have him pleaseeeee

-why did I start to dislike hermione so much again??? maybe it's just movie hermione I hate and I can't remember the differences between the two

chapter 2

-why are most of the antagonistic characters portrayed as fat and why is the fact that dudley is obese brought up so many fucking times like that seems pretty fat phobic of you Rowling

- when actually reading and thinking about the Harry potter books and movies I imagine the actor that played sirius and not the fanart marauders sirius I'm more used to, and apparently his hair is depicted as elbow length in the books not shoulder length WE WERE ROBBED. could have had long haired sirius with a bun in ootp

- also I swear marauders Era Sirius and golden trio era Sirius (so canon and fanon sirius) are two completely different people in my mind

- also forgot "muggle" news talked about sirius

-just finished the chapter and seriously he is so sassy (guess that's what you get when you're Sirius and marlenes godson, and James and Lily's actual son)

- also I really fucking hate how much mental abuse is glazed over here like????

- it happens every summer and he's forced to return to his abusers like wtf

- this is why I don't like Dumbledore very much

chapter 3

-forgot padfoot wasn't like an actual dog sized dog

-lowkey forgot about padfoot in general ngl

-bro harry are your really throwing precious and innocent Neville under the bus rn come on dude seriously

-ok like when they mention Sirius I can't help to think of the dramatic, gay, Remus obsessed Sirius from all of the wolfstar text posts I've read

-also the fact they have to clarify what a gun is in the wizard news is wow

-same with Ron not knowing how to use a phone

-no wonder these people keep having Wizarding wars and unstable teachers at their schools

- love how this 13 year old kid is panicking over the possibility of going to wizard prison for breaking one rule

-also side note the more I read the more I feel like Daniel Radcliffe portrayed him super well

- hedwig supremacy

- "ur the literal wizard president" "yea but I'm not ur guardian dumbass I can't sign ur permission slip what in hell is this"

- why is reading stans parts so fucking hard

chapter 4

- ah Florean Fortescue the one genuinely nice adult in these books (isn't he like Alice's dad or something?) I just remembered her last name is actually more or less a headcanon uhhh that's fun

- the Irish quidditch team are actually mentioned along with the quidditch world cup even Harry's checkin out the firebolt

- coincidence that Dean and Seamus are mentioned at the same time? I think not

- seriously jkr why do you keep giving kids abusive gaurdians and acting like it's nothing (talking about Neville and his grandmother)

- "...Ron looking incredibly freckly, Hermione very brown..." (pg 55 in my book). when first reading this part years ago I registered it as Hermione was black/poc and not that she was just tan from the sun lmao

- I swear crookshanks was James' old cat and that's why he hated peter

- also Percy wow this why you don't befriend stray rats man

- the things this rat has seen go on in Percy's and Oliver's dorm room....

- still probably not as bad sharing a dorm with Remus and Sirius tho

- I love the twins sense of humor

- but guys stop messing with my precious baby Percy he's just- an autistic overachiever doing his best guys

- ..."he lost everything..." Yes Sirius did in fact lose almost everything Arthur but not bc what you think happened dude

- "he's safe with Dumbledore-" yea fucking right /sar

- "stationniong soul sucking demons around a school is such a good idea hehehehe" /sar

- literally there's no fucking way McGonagall thought Sirius did it- literally fucking refuse to believe that she did

going to start another post for chapter 5 bc oh boy it's going to be long

[lunar-serpentinite]

i want to talk abt my headcanons and my au so bad but i have nowhere to talk abt it with outside of my friends' discord server 🥹👍 like hi hello would u like to hear abt my au that has :

tamil james who grew up wholly immersed in his culture and telugu lily who was adopted by a white british family, lived in a small and majority white town and never had any connection to her culture until she met james and sharanya (my name for the patil twins' mum) at hogwarts

swana black family who are older than the statute of secrecy— hell even britain itself as we know it— and who are literally out of the grasp of the ministry itself, are quite literally above everyone and everything else . theyre not impressed w voldy in any way at all cz theyve literally seen and survived worse than him .

jegulily happened bc jily offered asylum for regulus after he realised voldy is batshit insane and regulus needed to rethink all of his life choices including unlearning the blood supremacy bullshit he walked himself into

actually regulus who couldnt go back to his family out of humiliation after he apparently "lowered himself" for a "measly half-blood with a god complex" so he had to grit his teeth and shatter his pride a little more to turn to sirius for help

harry who only became the boy who lived at age five bc ancient potter magic let them hide from voldy better than a fidelius charm and no one dies but lily does get the reputation of being the one who landed the final blow on voldy

more lore on the other families like the lovegoods (greek, with ties to the og ancient greek oracles as well as the cults for demeter and persephone), malfoys (french, deeply intertwined w the french court / parliament what have you and a mysterious connection to the rhine), weasleys (scottish, protectors of ancient magical scottish groves who were driven away from their home), parkinsons (korean, hides their stories in the garment they create and may or may not have a past w gumihos) etc.

idk if u wanna hear more just ,,, hmu i guess ? idk 😭😭😭 the hyperfixation is just too strong i need to let it out

[pet-genius]

I have read your cult meta, and seeing Lucius as an oddball for a cult, may be true in the real world, but the wizarding world is quite different. Lucius Malfoy, as presented, is an intrigant, who is from a dynasty of intrigants that value prestige over sincerity and basic humanity. Also, not so long ago from the 90s, Hogwarts was a brutal place. Arthur still has scars from it, despite a few decades and despite the wonders of wizarding medicine. Filch's torture instruments are still in working order despite the Marauders and later the Weasley Twins, and even said how he missed the screams. So, young Lucius Malfoy could very well be tricked by Voldemort. I can't really imagine one could reasonably explain to a 17 year old, who spent the last seven years in a school where straight up torture is normal and probably agrees with Pureblood supremacy and Dark Magic, that maybe following a wizard who Crucio-es his followers is not a good idea, and on top of that, said wizard would offer Lucius a way to take out his frustrations. Also, in the seventh Harry Potter book, the fact the Carrow siblings weren't lynched nor murdered tells a lot about wizarding society.

Fair point, honestly

[prettierthanurbf]

Mattheo Riddle’s Whore

Part of the story : Forever Yours (by Xoch Magoch) on Wattpad ;)

B a c k g r o u n d :

Story is in first person view <3

Kaiana Black is the daughter of Remus Lupin and Bellatrix Lestrange, but was adopted by Sirius Black so he and Remus could have a kid together

They’re in their fourth year

This is, in fact, a story about a curious young girl who will, in fact, fuck with anyone if it got her what she wanted

This may be a spoiler to the book

Also, Mattheo got into a fight and the person he was fighting with stabbed him, so Kai cleaned his wounds and stitched his cut back together

 Fred handed me a book. "For you, darling."

I smiled. "Thank you." I turned over to looked at George. "Please hand me that one."

George picked it off the table and placed it in the stack of books piling in my arms. "You're welcome." He said with a smile.

Mattheo came over to us. "Kai, it's, uh, my..." He motioned to his stomach subtly.

I set the books on the table. "Call me when you've got all the books, please. I'll be back before you know it." Then I rushed off after Mattheo.

"Lift up your shirt." I instructed when he sat down on his bed.

He grinned up at me. "You want me that bad?"

I scowled at him. "Shirt. Now."

He slid it over his head, slowly revealing his toned abs.

"Jeez." I muttered.

He put his hands behind him and leaned back. "You can fix up my stitches, if you want. It's not like that's the reason we're here or anything." He said sarcastically.

I pushed his head back, which made him lay all the way back. "Zip it, Mattheo. I've got work to do."

After I removed his stitches I looked up at him. "How'd you even ruin these?"

He sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "You don't even wanna know."

"But I do. That's why I asked." I said.

He looked at me for a second. "Hm. So, did you hear about the first challenge?"

"Dragons." I said.

He raised a brow. "I had no idea you were into things like this."

I began to stitch his wound together again. "Why does it matter?"

"Maybe we can go to one of the challenges together." He said as if he hadn't heard me.

When I finished I set the needle aside. "Mattheo..." My voice trailed off because my eyes landed on his lips.

He smirked. "Do it." He urged.

So I did. I kissed him again.

He held onto my head as we continued to kiss. I didn't hesitate to let my hands tangle into his hair yet again.

When I pulled away for air, he grinned at me. "You know, you could just get on top of me."

I hesitated. "You're ridiculous."

"For you." He said, his eyes burning into my soul it felt like.

I smiled. "If I get on top of you... something stupid will happen."

"Great. We'll be stupid together."

"I don't want you to be stupid."

He propped himself up on his elbows. "For fucks sake, Kai, just get on top of me." He didn't say it in a mean, bossy kind of way. He said it in a teasing, Mattheo Riddle kind of way.

Of course I liked the way he said things in a Mattheo Riddle kind of way so I straddled his lap and started kissing him again.

It became more passionate. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I let my slide in rhythm beside his. I pulled away, then kissed the corner of his mouth before going down farther, to his jaw, a little under to his neck, by his ear, farther and farther down his neck, leaving some dark marks as I work my way down to his chest.

Thank Merlin he took his shirt off when I instructed him to lift it. I began kissing on his chest, leaving marks there. It's always my favorite place to suck on to leave marks. I love it.

Anyways, I moved farther and farther down until I was close to the foot of the bed and tugging at his pants. I looked up at him and he nodded before lifting his ass off the bed to make it easier for my to slide his pants and boxers down.

His dick bobbed right up, almost like it was saying hi to me.

I spit on it before licking up the side of it, grinning up at him when his dick twitched. He leaned his head back and groaned.

I decided now was as good a time as any to just hop on it. I took his dick into my hands and then moved up so I could put it in my pussy.

I slid down carefully, leaning my head back as I bit my lip and groaned.

His hands went straight to my hips as he guided me down while moving my hips forward and back, grinding down on his dick.

When I felt my ass hit his thighs, I placed my hands onto his shoulders and began riding, digging my nails into his skin from the euphoric feeling his dick was giving me.

He didn't seem to mind much about the scratching because he was moaning and groaning along with me.

I guess he got bored of just laying there because he grinned up at me. "You trust me?" He moaned out.

I slowed down. "Depends."

"Just trust me." He said quickly before he laid me down in the small spot next to him, then he climbed onto his knees and faced me, moving me to his spot. "Don't cover your mouth. I want everyone to hear how good of a time you're having."

"Moan my name, too, then." I challenged.

"Only if you look at me like that." He grinned, then slowly put his dick into me again.

When I got used to the size I looked at him. "Don't go slow." I warned.

He didn't hesitate to start thrusting into me. I wasn't exactly expecting for him to be gentle, but I wasn't exactly expecting him to not be super aggressive. He was in between them both. Perfectly. He was aggressive in a gentle way.

Of course he was, he's Mattheo Riddle. Everything's in between with him. It's so annoying. Annoyingly hot.

He pulled out when his dick twitched again, warm liquid going right on my bare stomach.

I looked at him. "You're a dick."

"You like my dick." He teased.

I pointed to the bathroom. "Towel."

"Where are your manners?" He asked, walking over to the bathroom to get me a towel anyways.

"Please?" I asked quickly.

He walked back with a face towel in his hands. "Hope you don't need this." Then he began wiping the surprisingly, and definitely concerningly, damp towel against my skin.

I eyed him suspiciously. "Why the hell is it wet?"

"Water?" He scoffed jokingly. I raised a brow. He grinned. "Don't worry about it, darling."

When he finished he handed me one of his plain shirts. "Put it on." He urged as he sat at the foot of his bed, watching me eagerly. "I wanna see how it looks on you."

I sat up and slid the shirt on. "It looks like any other shirt."

He shook his head. "Nope. Stand up. Come on. I need a 360." He said smirking.

I slid off the bed and stood up. "Happy?"

He grabbed my hand and twirled me, looking me up and down with a devilish grin. "More than you'd know."

Then he pulled me close to him and kissed me. Am I complaining? Absolutely not. Am I a little worried his brother might barge in and see us together like that? Absolutely. Did I care when me and Mattheo were kissing? Nope.

Mattheo carried me to my bed just for fun and laid with me.

"Why?" I asked when he held onto me under my covers.

He snuggled his face closer to me. "I want you to fall asleep in my arms and dream of me, even when I'm sleeping on the other side of the room."

I looked at him. "You act like I won't dream of you without you holding me."

He raised a brow, looking at me teasingly. "You dream of me?"

"Almost every night." I shrugged.

He tucked some hair behind my ear. "If it makes any difference, I've dreamed of you since I met you."

I smiled, turning over to face him. "It makes all the difference in the world."

Then he held me, reading the book on my bedside table aloud, as I drifted off to sleep.

[weasvlys]

Jealous

Fred Weasley x Y/N (FEMALE! READER)

Warnings: Smut, rough sex (choking, spanking and hair pulling), unprotect sex, sexual grafic contenten, curses, explicit language.

Word count: 2131.

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"Harry! Are you kidding? You haven't prepared anything for the second task?!" By the look on Harry's face you already knew he didn't even know what was about "Oh Harry! At least do you know what it is about?" You ask again, desperate for an answer. Since that your father, Sirius Black, knew that Harry had entered in the triwizard tournament he had desperately asked you to watch for him and help him in all the tests to ensure, if not win, survive, and, of course, being the youngest of the 4 champions, he was the most inexperienced and in the same way the least likely to survive any of the tests and since the previous one, being dragons, nothing less was expected from this, it was rumored that it could be hunting some magical beast, but there were all just rumors.

"Uhm... Well, kind of... When I put it under water I heard a song, and sounds like they gave a message- a hint about what the test was going to be. " Harry said discouraged.

"Brilliant! But... Why do you look kinda sad about it?"

"Well, It's... Just that the song is kind of complicated to decipher, i already know that I have to look for something under water, but I'm not sure what, and i have no idea of how I'm going to breath under water for one hole our, Hermione, Ron and I already look in the hole library, but there's nothing, and it's in just one week..." He said hurriedly and worried, so much so that it was quite difficult to understand what he wanted to say, but you did understand. "Have you ask my dad? He might have an idea..." You said, tried to comfort him, but it didn't work, Harry quickly shook his head in desperation to dispel your idea, he said "I don't want to worry him much less encourage him to come, you know he is in great danger near the school grounds, more so now that Mr. Crouch seems to be so interested in the tournament"

"Right... Well, let's go to the library, something useful must be there, something that might be you and your friends didn't see last time" you said a little discouraged, it seemed that not even being days years older than Harry and the same age as Cedric gave you a bit of experience in these topics, you should have paid attention in class the last 5 years, but you were too busy coming up with new ways to tease Filch with the twins.

They had been there for about 2 hours and still found nothing useful, not a spell, not a potion, not even a curse. Samples you read the fifth dome of "Modern spells for modern magicians" you began to hear someone doing "psssstt" behind you, at first you thought they might be talking to someone else, but then you remembered that only you and Harry were there, and it was definitely not Harry, since he was totally and hopelessly asleep on the first dome of the same book, you turned around just to find a Fred Weasley.

"Yes?..." You said waiting for a short answer since at least that night you still had to find that it was a clue of how Harry could survive. "Can we have a word?" He said, it seems like he was angry but you didn't you paid so much attention to it. "Well... Yes, do you wanna sit here?" You respond pointing to the seat next to you, "I mean, just you and me, something more personal" he said obvious, you stand up and went outside the library while he follow you behind.

"What is it?" You said a little fed up, ready to go to sleep "Well... I-I..." He replied stammering "Fred, is it something that can't wait? You see, I'm helping Harry, and we could use a hand" You replied, now desperate for an answer "No. It can't, look, I don't like you spending so much time with Harry." At first you thought it was a joke, but when you see his expression, you knew it wasn't "What?" You said kind of angry, there was no reason for you to not help Harry, he needed you "I just don't like you to be always around him, walking in the castle, you look like you are dating, Are you? Because I don't think you could make a good couple, you are just waisting your time and i don't think he's not good for you and i just think if you gonna date some one that person should be more than enough and-" Fred kept saying angry in a very particular way, you've never seen him like this "Fred ... Fred!" Fred kept saying angry in a very particular way, you've never seen him like that "Fred!! What the hell are you talking about? Harry and I were not dating and if it were like that, it wouldn't- ohhh... Ohhhhh! Merlin! I know what happens here... " You said realizing what was happening, Fred Weasley was jealous of Harry, you started laughing, it was unimaginable, Fred jealous? "No. No. No. It's not what you think Y/N, it's just that's-" He hastened to answer now quite nervous "Yes it is!! You are jealous!" You started to say laughing, and from one moment to another and without notice, you felt Fred's lips on yours, they were soft and sweet, you felt butterflies inside you from the sensation of his hands taking your waist, after a while it detached itself from you, you were overwhelmed and surprised, there was a nervous silence for a couple of seconds, but soon and without wasting time you quickly took Fred by the face and directed him to your lips again to now give him a more passionate kiss, to which he corresponded, it was time he pulled more of your hips, it seemed that he was hungry, he began to lower his hands to your thighs, and there he began to walk his hand under your skirt gently but quickly you lowered his hands, he obeyed when they finally detached from the kiss your lips said in a whisper together "you don't know how long I had wanted to kiss you ..." You just smile and then take him by the hand and guide him to the library, you looked everywhere and it seemed that there was no one, not even Harry, who had been sitting there minutes ago, surely left after seeing you exchanging saliva with Fred "Would you help me?..." you said holding a book and putting it away, he took another book and did the same, you continued doing it, when without prior notice he began to caress your thigh that was discovered when you reached up to raise the book that was on top.

When you felt his touch you quickly turned around surprised and he just smiled flirtatious, you turned around again, ignoring it, worse again it did, and this time climbing even more to your butt, when you got up he got dangerously close to you heard "Kissing you is not the only thing I've wanted to do for a long time" he said with a smirk "oh yeah?... What else have you wanted to do to me? " You answered in the same way while I looked at you again in that way so lustful and hungry, a look that weakened your knees and gave a particular sensation of pleasure to your center, you turned around sitting on the table, he was right in front of you, he smiled and directed his right hand to your thigh caressing it while staring at you, he raised his other hand and with his finger he brought you to his face by the chin and began to kiss you gently and temptingly, leaving soft bites on your lower lip, you you took off from the kiss and, apparently angry, he press your thigh harder making you moan sileviosam and quickly, and with the same hand that was on your chin, he aggressively grabbed your neck and pulled you towards him to kiss you again, now in a more aggressive way.

He raised your face and began to kiss your clavicle, leaving marks there, began to unbutton your shirt and remove your tie, what made you moan, tried to do it as quietly as possible, lowered his hand to your chest and squeezed one of your breasts over the bra, making you moan, he looked up and smiled triumphs, and with both hands he took off your shirt, breaking some buttons that are not unbuttoned, you raised your hands to remove the tie but Fred took your wrists and said "Leave it... The skirt too" He said in a whisper as he directed his hands to your back and unbuttoned your bra, he raised his hands to the straps to remove it, without first giving you a look seeking approval, you nodded approving, he smiled at you and when he took it off he stared at them, you could almost see how he was drooling "You're beautiful Y/N" He said, and then he took one of them and quickly directed them to your mouth, where he began to suck, which made you moan with pleasure while you must have gotten more and more wet.

You lowered your hands to the edge of his sweater and and you took it off, he detached himself from your chest and lifted his face and hands, you pulled his tie and again they began to kiss while you took off his shirt and tie quickly, again Fred placed his hand on the inside of your thigh and quickly brought it to your core, where he began to caress the circles with his thumb, when you felt his touch you moaned on his lips "I can feel how wet you are through your panties love ..." He said in such a sexy way you felt that pleasure again in your center, he put his hands on your hips and quickly turned you around, leaving your entire ass in his sight, I lift your skirt leaving your ass almost bare, you moaned at his action and with his hands he squeezed the area, making you moan loud.

Fred put his left hand on your left hip, put his right hand on your butt and gave a strong spanking that made you moan loudly "I hope this shows you how you can only be around with me" and gave another even harder spanking, which made your clit throb and moan even louder, and gave another, and another noticing how you moaned louder each time, he separated his hand from your hip and under his face and left a soft kiss on one of your buttocks and when he was there he could appreciate how wet you were and how it looked through your panties "You are so fucking wet Y/N" He take the springs of the panties and slowly lower them, watching the flow form webs as it detaches from your pussy "Fuck..." He whisper surprised.

He pull his pants followed by his boxers, as soon as he lowered them, his hard and sore erection bounced, with one of his hands he took his cock and with the other he took your hip, placed the tip on your entrance, playing "Please Fred..." You said eager to be penetrated, "What do you say little girl?..." Playfully replied "Please... Fuck me, Freddy..." You responded by pushing your hips to his cock, You felt like he put his penis inside you slowly, damn it! It was so big... He started to go out and into you softly, waiting for you to get used to it, but not hard because he quickly put both hands on your head and picked up speed, penetrating you so fast and hard that make you go crazy and scream with pleasure.

With his right hand he grabbed your hair and pulled it, which made you moan even louder, the faster you could feel it touching your g-spot, You could feel how little by little you were tightening more and more, the heat was concentrated, you moaned in an almost pornographic way, you felt how you came on his cock as well as him inside of you, he came out slowly as he watched that white viscous liquid drip from your entrance, and with tired breathing he sat in a chair behind him while he tried to regulate his breathing, you rotate and you did the same, staying next to him.

"Do you want to go to the honey dukes on Saturday with me? "He said a little nervous "Sure" you smiled, you could never get tired of this.

[chocolate-hooflepuff]

friendly reminder that the weasley twins (gred & forge, yes) at 13 years old,,, hurled snowballs at voldemort’s face ;) and never got murdered for it- but- oh wait..... have a good day(or night) !! :)

[itsgrangerweasley]

Minerva McGonagall: [to Molly Weasley] Your children are unruly, disrespectful, volatile, and highly unpredictable. I am quite fond of them.

[draco-and-tom]

Whose name?- George Weasley

WARNINGS: Unprotected sex, Dom!George, slight dry humping, Public sex, Unprotected sex, teasing, jealousy, slight hickey kink, possessive kink

A/N: barely edited on 3/29/21 for accuracy.

You were so excited for the summer this year. Normally you hate going home, but this year you get to spend it with your boyfriend. Your parents aren't normally nice to you, so when George told you that you could stay all summer you were ecstatic. All five of you walked inside the cozy home and set your trunks down. “I know it’s not much and you're going to have to sleep with me an-” you walk over to George quickly and hug him tightly “thank you,” you say into his chest. When you pull away you see a big smile on his face and can't help but smile back. He was the sweetest person you’ve ever known. “Come on then,” he said, grabbing your hand to hold in one of his, the other holding both of you’s trunks. You wave to the rest of the group as you walk up the stairs to Fred and George’s room. As room as the door opens you look at him, not able to help the huge smile that comes across your face. “I love it here,” you say “which bed is yours?”. George points to a bed and smiles. You walk over to your boyfriend’s bed and lay down, “Everything is so cozy”. George chuckled “glad you like it, love,” he said, kissing your cheek. “I don't know why you thought I wouldn't like sleeping with yall. I mean come on….. I get to snuggle with George Weasley” you laugh and he lays down with you. “You would like that huh?” he asked, wrapping you in his arms, you humming in response. “Love you” you mumbled, “love you too darling”.

You wake up to an owl squawking at your window. George could sleep through almost anything, not that he had a choice with how many siblings he has.  You get up and walk over to the window opening it for the bird. You recognized the owl, it was Oliver's. You take the letter from the bird’s beak and read who it’s for.                                 To: Fred & George. From: Oliver Wood You walk over to where your boyfriend is sleeping and smile at how peaceful he looked. You pepper George’s face with kisses, not being able to help yourself. George starts to wiggle in his sleep before he smirks with his eyes closed. You noticed, but keep on kissing him. “Nice way to wake up might I say” George opens his eyes to look at you when you stop kissing him. You rolled your eyes “Sorry” you said, trying not to blush, but feeling your cheeks burn. He chuckled “no please don't be sorry. It’s adorable honestly.” He leaned in and gave you a soft meaning full kiss before pulling away. “What’s that?” he said pointing to the letter. “Oliver wrote to you and Fred” George closed his eyes and put his hands over his face mumbling something like “goddammit Fred, fucking ass-” you pulled his hands away and could tell he was frustrated “What’s wrong?”. George looked up at you and rolled his eyes “Fred invited Oliver to play quidditch. I told him not to invite him” he groaned “It’s hard not to punch him in the face when he’s looking at you like he would take you up against the wall”. You blushed “George...he doesn’t like me like that. And even if he did I love you and only you. I'm all yours.” George nods. “Promise?” he asked “I promise”. George leaned up and kissed you softly and kissed you passionately. You kissed back, loving the feeling of his lips touching yours. You could always tell how much he cared when he kissed you. George flipped you over to where he was on top and started to kiss down your neck. You began to whimper as he sucked a mark on your skin until his hands started to tickle your sides. “AH GEORGE STOP THAT YOU T-TWAT” you screamed through your laughter. George stopped and you both laughed. “Thanks, George I was kinda getting into that before you ruined it!” he smiled “I know. I mean you should’ve seen it. You were whimpering and I could see your lip quivering, I even heard my name a couple of times,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows and you. You blushed and rolled your eyes. You look over to see Fred in the doorway with an almost scared look on his face. “Bloody hell you two, get a room”

When Oliver arrives

You and George are cuddling on the couch and watching some muggle movie when Oliver opens the door he walks in and looks you up and down. “Hello there Y/N,” he said “Hey” you responded before looking at your boyfriend to find he was already looking at you and tightening his grip on your body. “Hey y/n” Oliver tried to get your attention. You gave George a reassuring peck on the lips before looking at Oliver “Yeah?” you asked. “What's that bruise on your neck?” he asked, leaning closer to get a better look at it. “Well if you must know wood, it’s a hickey” Oliver backed up to his original spot and made a surprised face “hmm… kinda weird looking don't you think. It’s got a weird blob shape to it eh’? “. You rolled your eyes, starting to see what your boyfriend was talking about. You could feel George stiffen at his words. He tended to be confident in the moment, but self-conscious afterward. “Actually I  like them,” you say looking at Oliver “you know sometimes I wish he would do it more often to be honest with you”. Oliver looked at you like he didn’t know what to say, so you turned your attention to someone more important, your boyfriend. George leaned over to whisper in your ear “Is that true love? Cause if so… I'm sure I can make some arrangements”. George pulled back to watch your reaction. You felt your cheeks get hot and look at your hands in your lap, biting your lip “Mhm” you mumble.  George chuckles and kisses your cheek and you hear Oliver walk out of the room. “You know…” he whispered “I can't tell if seeing you flustered makes me want to fuck you into my mattress or cuddle with you, but I'm debating doing both,” he said, causing you to whimper. George kissed you on the cheeks and got up from his spot on the couch. “Well, I should go get the others so that we can plan out the whole quidditch thing,” he said. Once everyone was in the living room George and Fred spoke up “what are the teams?”. Ginny smiled “Well, I was thinking we could change our plans” she smirked. “Mom and Dad left a little while ago, so I thought we should play truth or dare”. Ron rolled his eyes “Really ginny, we aren't little kids anymore”. Ginny scoffed “Actually Ronald, you didn’t let me finish” you fought to keep in your laugh. Ron really does have a problem with cutting people off. “I was going to tell you that I have some  veritaserum,” she said grabbing a glass bottle out of her pocket, “thought we’d make the steaks higher. If you refuse a dare, or pick truth, then you have to take some” she smirked. “Oh, I'm so in,” you and George said at the same time.  George and you looked at each other and started laughing, making Oliver roll his eyes. The six of you all began to walk outside to the fire that Fred made for the game, before sitting in a circle beside it, Ginny set the bottle in the middle. “y/n” she asked “truth or dare”. You rolled your eyes and chuckled “truth”. She nodded her head and people around the circle laughed ��okay. Take a drop” she gestured to the potion. You reach for the veritaserum and put a drop on your tongue. “Okay y/n” she giggles “Have you and George had sex, and if you have how good was he”. You can't stop the words from coming out of your mouth and immediately respond. “Oh yeah, a few times actually.” people around the circle laughed. “And for the second question… god yes. Don't even get me started on how good he feels,” you said “okay y/n that’s enough” but you continued “I mean god, I would be down to let him fuck me right now if you all weren't here.” Everyone in the circle starts to laugh except for Oliver and George. Oliver looked pissed and George was well smirking proudly.  “I mean he knows a lot more than he’ll tell you I ca-” Ginny cuts you off, giggling “Okay y/n, we get it,” she said, trying to catch her breath “it’s another turn,” she said and turned to George. “Truth or dare?” she asked. “Do you even know me?!” he asked, pretending to be offended. Ginny rolled her eyes “I dare you to go have 40 minutes in heaven with y/n”. George smirked and grabbed your hand, pulling you with him back into the burrow. Once you were inside George kissed you “Did the potion wear off yet?”. You nodded your head, “I think so.”. He hums “Do you touch yourself thinking about me?” he asked. You looked down at the ground and blushed. “Yep. It’s worn off,” he said and pulled you over to the couch. He lightly pushed you onto the couch and climbed on top of you. George kissed you and you wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling how hard he was. He took his lips off of yours and started trailing them down your neck, leaving marks along the way. “You’re already s-so hard” you whimpered “How could I not be? A few minutes ago you were bragging about how good I make you feel. As soon as you started talking I knew that I was going to have to take care of you later. Ginny’s a good wingman” he said, moving back up to your jawline. You whimpered at his words and the feel of his lips on your skin. “George I want you so bad. Please make me feel good” you said through your whimpers, causing his hips to buck against yours on accident. You moaned loud at the friction you’ve been needing. George smirks at your reaction, this time rolling his hips against yours on purpose. You moan louder “George! Please”. George moves his mouth up to your ear “Did you want something darling?” he asked. “Please fuck me George. I need you, all yours” you whine out. George groans “Damn right you are”. He gets off of you and starts to take off his clothes as quickly as possible, you soon follow his reactions. George moves over to the couch “come here beautiful” he said and you oblige. You get on top of him, unable to hold in your whines. You knew what was about to happen, George has fucked you like this before, It’s probably your favorite position.  Your boyfriend helped you lift your hips and aligned himself with your throbbing pussy before slowly pushing your hips down. “Fuck you’ve got such a tight little hole” he grunts. George’s grip on your hips tightened as he lifted you off of his cock and slid you back down. George got faster with every thrust. He was fucking up into you and you lived for it. “George” you moaned loudly, making the boy fuck harder and deeper into you. You writhed above him, taking everything he gave you. You started feeling yourself clench around George’s cock. “I'm so close George'' you whined “Me too,” he said between uneven breaths. George’s movements stop for a moment, hearing the front door squeak. George looked to the door frame and saw Oliver looking at them, deciding to let him hear you. He was going to make it clear that when you moan, you moan for him and him only. You didn’t know that Oliver was there, you were feeling too good to pay attention to your surroundings. George pounded roughly into you. You cried out broken moans of his name with every thrust. George kept eye contact with Oliver. George could tell that Oliver was pissed and didn’t give a fuck, he wanted George's girl. “Who do you belong to again?” he growled “You!” you moaned out and tucked your head to suck marks on his skin. “I'm sorry darling. I didn’t catch their name” he groaned “who makes you feel this good?” you moaned louder for him “George Weasley!”. George smirked at Oliver and knew how close you were, you get louder and -if possible- tighter. You cum hard, tightening around George’s cock and whimpering his name. George couldn't handle going much longer after hearing your pretty little whimpers and came inside of you. You lift your head and look to see what George was staring at “oh, hey Oliver”

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