#and the deatheaters are gonna eat it up!

[keepmycandleburning]

#but thats why i love him#also what makes him and bellatrix such a great couple#theyre sooooo unserious#TOGETHER (‘:

<3

Or conversely and equally as deliciously I can definitely imagine Voldemort being deeply unserious but Bellatrix being this completely unwaveringly earnest person who continues to attempt to interact with him in full earnestness and sincerity when he's being unserious (how I see their interaction in The Dark Lord Ascending)

Voldemort is pretty unprofessional honestly I mean he's half-dressed in the graveyard, his pet attends the Death Eater meetings (which he spends flirting openly with his servant, mocking people, and making jokes about marrying werewolves and breeding with them). Deeply unserious person

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

My fic recs

...yes it is just my ao3 bookmarks but anyway.

Hunger Games

Now we're all the chosen ones

Hunger Games & Six of Crows crossover - well, you get six of crows in HG setting. I think the author did a great job at making up the characters background so fits the world and the characters as well.

Not all of them are in one games, which is great, cos all your faves can stay alive, and the series is longer <3

Each of the arenas was very unique as well, it never felt repetitive.

Mag's War/Mag's Trilogy

Basically, the revolution and the aftermath through the eyes of Finnick Oddair, Mag's protege.

What I really like about this series is the worldbuilding that goes into fighting a war, winning it and reform the country, but more so, I like the relationships in this series.

The relationships are really a driving force for Finnick, his love for Mags, Annie, later Cashmere and Johanna. My favourite is Finnick and Johanna (qpr) in the happy end version - "this might not be the perfect ending for everyone, but it is for us"

Phoenix Fire & Mockingjays

Once again, briliant worldbuilding. Even the encyclopedias are fun to read, and the whole thing is rereading material.

There is one story from the series that is my favourite though:

My Eyes Dazzle

Absolutely horrific story of President Snow, his young wife- his obsession and paranoia that runs so deep you can feel it.

Mind the content warnings, though.

Harry Potter

Bonds of Grey

Very elaborate canon rewrite including soulmates – soulmates of choice, platonic soulmates.

You could argue that the characters are overpowered, but it's so fun to read, on the battle field and on political courts as well.

Prince of Slytherin

It'd just feel weird not including Prince of Slytherin, I've read it multiple times. You can also see the writing style improve through the books.

Also, there's a scene of professor Snape eating popcorn at a wizangamot meeting. I think.

Oh god, not again!

Very funny time-travel fix-it. Well, fix it. (Barely anything gets fixed and several new problems are created.)

Contains this quote: HP: „Come on! Do you think if I was the heir of Slytherin, I wouldn't be merchandising it?!“ „...fair enough.“

Lucius Malfoy and the terrible, horrible, no good time

...okay that's not the official title but that's what's going on. It's incredibly funny, I sent this to my roommate and she was laughing out loud.

Lucius is so funny in this, obsessed with his hair, slughtly (rightfully) afraid of his wife, and pissed that the deatheaters keep breaking his fine china.

Next two are from @thistlecatfics

Nymphadora, Nymphet

First of all, mind the content warnings. Really, do. It's the Blacks.

Second of all, this is very beautifully written, and I find myself thinking back at it, remembering some quotes. It's haunting.

Icarus

I've only read this one once, but it stayed with me, it's just so vivid. Dealing with the war ending when the war is the only thing you knew.

Also, the definition of mutually destructive relationship <3

Once again, read the tags, though.

The Locked Tomb

Crawl home to her

I lack the words to describe this, but this fic was what made me actually use the ao3 bookmarks function for the first time. Let that speak for itself.

Descendants

Okay first of all everything that my mutuals wrote <3

So I'm gonna write just few that I really like:

From @tiredflowercrown

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

Ivy/Claudine. Ivy being the self-destructive diva she is and causing chaos at the pirate crew meeting.

...you know, I just really need to throw Ivy de Vil and Harry Hook into a room together and study them. For the greater good.

Dirty

I just think Harriet should get violent more often, that's all <3

Oleander petals

And Anthony deserves to give in to the darker side. You know, as a treat <3

Does it cross your mind to be slightly sorry?

„Oh so that makes it okay? You had faith that your cousins, who you had never put in positions of power, and the boys who love you so much that they would stop breathing if you asked them to, would be able to care for an entire crew! Harry shut down when he realized you had left! You think Harriet is an alcoholic, you should’ve seen Harry!”

That was a quote and I have nothing else to add.

@humaforever 💞

Seven Deadly Sins

Okay funny story about this story: I just started rambling about this ship in dms, completely drunk, and when I woke up the next day, (hungover), there was a story!

A miracle!

(thank you)

Innocent bystander

Sammy Smee is suffering, forever and ever. It's fun to watch.

Secret Santa

This one is great cos it's all my faves! Together! Being happy! Causing only moderate amount of chaos!

Look I'm pretty sure that I could write it down from memorory with like, fifty percent accuracy. It's just good, and I'm rereading stuff a lot.

@shellyseashell

Heart made of glass

Claudine! Pirates! Theatre nights!

What else can you wish for?

No, really, I really love this story. It's amazing with the friendships Claudine is slowly building, with Isle kids that shouldn't care but do.

Our finest gifts we bring

Anthony fretting over what to get his Girlfriends for christmas.

Every character that appears feels so real and true, and I like the gifts that they got.

@theamityelf

The worst is now the victor

Descendants kids in Hunger Games setting cos apparently I like hurting myself-

Really though, it's so well written, and there's a ton of comfort in there as well. And Uma always trying to do the most!

Where the angels used to be

Another crossover, this time Good Omens, with Uma and Audrey taking on the roles of Crowley and Aziraphale respectively. (For those interested, Core 4 are horsemen of the apocalypse.)

I really like watching Uma and Audrey through the ages, but my favourite is them with Harry and Gil. Uma just. Let them follow her everywhere. She forgot that humans are supposed to age and die, okay?

And Harry didn't really feel like telling her.

The scene when Audrey tells her is probably my favourite, Uma's just like: "Harry? Do you wanna die?" "Nah I'm good." "Okay."

@nocturna-iv

A path to an answer

... I'm just gonna leave the link there for this one.

Blue Domain

Complete AU. Some politics, Evie and Uma friendship, Harry/Uma, what more could a girl want.

Okay last ones probably, without tagged author:

Anchored

Ladies and gentlemen, behold, the first smut fic I managed to read. (That's not on the author btw, that's on me, I don't really like most smut scenes. This is very sweet tho)

Til the storm comes

The pirate crew. Not just Sea Three, the whole dead. Bonny, Desiree, Jonas, Gonzo, Claudine, Marya, whole bunch of others.

This fic is great, very raw-like. They're Isle kids to the core and it's so real.

Plus, the party scene is great.

That concludes my fic recs for the day, thank you for your attention <3

[livinlikebailey]

Marauders as things my friend group has said

“Sometimes I forget how many dead people there are.” - Sirius @ Regulus during a family history lesson.

“ I’m gonna bite your toes while you’re sleeping,,, nibble, nibble, nibble” - a drunk Barty @ Evan who is ignoring him.

James: Drops phone on his face. James: claps friends theme song. James: picks phone back up like nothing happened.

“I’m a bi guy, a simple bi guy and I am 99% Lilly Evans and 1% Regulus Black.” - James Potter

“ Why do all the cute ones gotta be Deatheaters?” - Rita @ Bellatrix

“Iron chickens do not have iron testicals” - a very drunk Sirius @ an unfortunately sober Remus.

“I have decided that i am a snack it just no one is hungry” - Peter

Marlene: Climbs on train track bridge Dorcas: “Oh you are so fucking dumb, I look away for 2 seconds”

“No bite, no smile!” - Remus @ James who is trying to take a picture of him too close to the full moon.

“If i was there i’d slap her i don't care if she's 9” - Mary to lily after hearing about the shit her sister was doing to her. “James, I am a pussy.” - Peter to James about the forbidden forest.

“I would be James’ sugar bab- AHH!” - Lily about James to Mary.

“I have to go through all my saves and delete the videos of him because he turned out to be a pedophile… Hey! I had a chance with him” - Remus probably at some point.

“Was that CORPSE? Woop!” - Drunk Remus at a party.

Remus: “ughhhh” Sirius: “what?” Remus: “I hurt and I'm dying.” Sirius: “don't die, that's for kids”

Barty : sits up really quick "guys I just swallowed the nail, it's in my throat." Barty: proceeds to cough up the nail

Pandora: shows Regulus a picture she drew "this is cute" Regulus: "you're cute. wait that didn't go how I wanted it to.”

Barty: “RACCOON WORLDS DOMINATION”

Sirius: “Do I look like a freaking rat?” Regulus: ….. Sirius: “Don't answer that”

Effie: hears a song playing from james’ room “I used to listen to this song in grade school.” James: “Oh so it's really old then.”

Remus: "sips coffee stressfully"

Barty: "seductively eats toes"

Evan: "for your next random gift I'll get you a screwdriver Barty: "thanks I'm gonna kill myself with it"

Marlene: whining "mom James got me addicted to cocaine" wait I mean Crack cookies" - Marlene @ Effie

Nymphadora: tries to lick cat. Andromeda: "don't lick the kitty." Dora: proceeds to lick cat.

Barty: "school sh**tings" gives thumbs up

Sirius: shows Remus their high heels Remus: "okay whore" smacks hand over mouth "wait i- that wasn't supposed to come out" Sirius: laughs their ass off

James: yells across the store to mom “mom!" Random person at the checkout: looks at James "I am not mom."

“Effie’s a Milf” - Marlene

“I don't have nothing, other than a few std's” -Remus

“You can eat half a mermaid before you're a cannibal” - Pandora to Regulus

“Probably shouldn't be doing it but we’re definitely going to continue anyway” - Remus, Sirius, James and Peter in sync.

very confused Peter: “leprechauns don't play quidditch.”

Marlene: “like weewoo but not weewoo” exasperated and high off her ass

Sirius: “I like aids”

phone falls off bed Marlene in an Australian accent: "crikey my phone"

“I’m hooked up to so many wires i could connect to hbo on my heart monitor” - Lily on pain killers to James

"I don't think I can lick that, can I?" -Sirius playing goat simulator

watching cloudy with a chance of meatballs and it's at the part where the mayor destroys the machine and James says " I hope you see the error of your ways, you glutton!”

(talking about Cameron Monaghan) the murder child from my chemical romance - Sirius

"Fuckin’ Sirius"- Remus while asleep

Sirius "I've got middle fingers and i'm not afraid to use them" Regulus: "do it" Sirius "I’m a little afraid to use them"

Peter while asleep: groans and sits up fast James: "you okay?" Peter "not really." James: "What's wrong?" Peter: "I'm gonna have to use the loo to solve the thing."

Sirius: "So were you born in 2006, 2007?" Narcissa: "i was born in 2004" Regulus: "i don't mean this in a mean way but wow you are old"

Sirius: "I WANNA HOLD YOU" Remus "NO, LET ME MAKE COFFEE THEN YOU CAN"

Barty: "I'm gonna do a line off your dresser"

Barty: "i have a headache" pauses "and i have 2 more lines to do"

Mary: "I don't have to do acid I have the that back massager that messes with my balance receptor"

Barty: suddenly sits up Regulus: “are you okay” Barty: “i don't know, i'm just gonna go to sleep and try to see what's going on”

Barty: "Why not use a shotgun, it's easier, this is america." (was not in america)

"stop licking the oreos" - Reg @ Barty

"Do i really have to tell you not to mate with the cat"- McGonagall @ the marauders

Remus: “I can feel the brain damage,, and i've got another line”

“MY TRAUMA CAN'T HANDLE THIS!”- Sirius

“Ball licky licky titty croissant” - James trying to learn french from Regulus

“Ooo yay i love being kidnapped!”- Barty probably at some point

“The 3 c's cook, clean, cocktails”- Remus “The 3 b's bake broil blowjobs”- Sirius

“LET ME UPLOAD MY PORN DAMNIT” - Marlene probably

"Dorcas you should be my sugar mommy" - Pandora

"An air whore" Remus

"My skyrim character is Schizophrenic" - James

"I wanna blow up pumpkins, and People!!!!" -Bellatrix

"I can taste it in my eyeballs" - James

"you can't take terrorists to the airport"-Peter

"I'm really bad at swallowing" - Sirius

“you can't fuck a duck, you'd have to seduce it” - Evan

"Hey your boobs are crooked"- Marlene

"i’m sorry, i accused you of taking my grandpa" -Sirius

"im a gay virgin"-Regulus

"duck now motherfucker" Sirius @ James

"i wanna become a rug or everyone does a line of my ashes when i die" - Remus

"you can't be funny while I'm smoking" -Remus @ First year after he walked out the door

"I'm leaving, i don't care that much about being drug free" - Barty

[risetherivermoon]

I have heard your call my friends, i produce more of the deatheater trio talking shit about people and being silly,

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Evan: Shit, Bellatrix bit someone again

Barty: Seriously?

Regulus: Yeah that's definitely something Sirius would do

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Barty: I swear to Merlin, fucking Karkaroff can suck my dick, what a prick-

Evan: Barty he's like ten years older than us, I feel like that would be inappropriate

Barty: Shut up, he looks like he eats rust

Regulus: Yeah no that would make sense

Barty: probably licks door hinges to feel something

Regulus: Stop projecting, it's not a nice look

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Evan: Do you think Voldemort is bald because he doesn't want anyone to steal his look using polyjuice?

Regulus: Why would anyone want to look like him?

Evan: fair point

Barty: I'd want to use polyjuice to look like him so I could put on a pink tutu and do a little dance at the Ministry

Evan: Barty, your mind intrigues me

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Regulus: Look at him

Barty: Do you think he got love as a child?

Evan: Barty look around, do you think anyone at this table was given love as a child?

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Evan: You think Voldy used to be handsome?

Regulus: He was, I've seen pictures

Barty: yeah no I'd hit that

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Regulus: Voldemort said he wants me to be a spy

Evan: why?

Regulus: he thinks my boyish charm would seduce the other side, why do you fucking think Rosier?

Barty: you do have boyish charm I'll admit

Regulus: I will serve you like a kebab

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Barty: sometimes I think maybe I've chosen the wrong life and then I watch Narcissa Malfoy sock a bitch in the face and I feel joy again

Evan: Who'd she hit?

Regulus: Bellatrix

Evan: Biting?

Barty: Yeah

Evan: Merlin not again

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Evan: Gonna be honest Greyback looks like he'd bark at me

Barty: Yeah and I don't think its a werewolf thing either, looks more like a personal choice

Regulus: Horrid

Evan: Definitely

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Barty: Severus looks like he's going to explode

Evan: Why does Voldemort know about the Lily Evans thing, why did he choose to bring it up?

Barty: Why did Voldy choose to be so right today?

Regulus: Snape exploding would be like a stink bomb,

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Evan: Barty the fuck happened to you?

Barty, with a black eye: I called Snape a sewer rat and Mulciber lost it

Regulus: you think they've explored eachother's bodies?

Barty: 100%

Evan: wouldn't doubt it

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theyre so silly i love them, hope yall like this

[stickyicky636]

Simplicity Ch.3

They ended up talking for hours. Well mostly Mirabel. That was in fact the woman’s name. Lucius couldn’t tell her much about himself without revealing too much so he mostly just sat and listened. Still he didn’t mind. Hearing her talk about her life was fascinating.

She was a farmer who volunteered down at her local library on the weekends. Hence the rough hands. Apparently she came from a large family, but she didn’t talk to any of them much anymore. She’d moved to this town a bit over 11 years ago and had set up shop right on the edge. Her produce was in the supermarket every day around there. Lucius found everything she was saying enthralling.

Eventually they did have to go inside and get some breakfast. They sat at the bar, still holding hands, and ate a very hearty meal of bacon, eggs, biscuits, and fruit. They continued to talk about mundane things for awhile before she asked him a question he had hoped could wait.

“So, do you have a family?”

Lucius didn’t know what to reply. Did he still have a family? He didn’t want to lie, but how to explain that he chose the side of literal evil and now his family wanted nothing to do with him. Lucius could feel his deatheater tattoo eat at his skin at that moment.

“Things are complicated, but I do have a son.”

She gasped and looked absolutely tickled at that response. “You do? When can I meet him? Oh I can’t wait to cook him his favorite dish! How old is he?”

“He’s 19. I’m sure he would love for you to cook for him, but unfortunately he wants nothing to do with me.” Even stating those words out loud hurt Lucius. He may not have been the perfect father, but he loved Draco with everything he was.

Mirabel must have noticed his forlorn look because she finally let go of his hand and draped her hand across his shoulders. Her snug to his side. Her head on his bicep. It was comforting. Knowing she was there for him. “It’s gonna be okay. We’ll get the chance to make amends some day, and when that day comes we will.”

Lucius was thankful she didn’t say she was sorry. He didn’t want pity from anybody, but especially not from her. He also couldn’t help but notice she said we. “Thank you. I hope you’re right.” Lifting his hand up he placed it on the one on his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze. That seemed to be enough for her and she moved back to sit in her chair properly.

The rest of the time she was there they spoke of mundane topics. Little nothings that meant everything to him. She didn’t pry into his tumultuous family life, and she didn’t seem to judge him for not talking to his son.

Mirage was an excellent talker. She seemed to let words flow out of her like water over the smooth stones at the bottom of a stream. How envious he was of her in that moment. Lucius couldn’t for the life of him get words to flow so smoothly. They came out of his mouth in chunks and, like molasses, slow. He’d never before had trouble getting his words out, but around her his brain seemed to shortcircuit a small bit. Still she didn’t seem to be perturbed by it so he just let the day progress as it was going too.

Eventually it became almost lunch time and she said she had to go. Lottie had called her last night, and told her about Lucius. Which was the only reason she’d come by the pub this morning at all. It seemed she spent most of her days on her farm working. A shame she couldn’t spend all day with him, but that was okay. Surely he could find something to amuse himself in his room. Lucius would probably crack open one of the old books he’d brought with him.

Their parting was heartfelt and long. It seemed she didn’t want to go just as much as he didn’t want her too. The sands of time never cease however and eventually Mirabel explained that too much time had passed and she absolutely had to leave him.

He let her leave with one last squeeze of her hand. Lucius wanted to pull her into a kiss and smother her in his arms, but he knew that was too soon. As nice and touch positive as she was Lucius knew it was far too soon for such things. Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be thinking of it though.

He stood where she left him for a while after her departure. Staring at where she had gone in that death machine muggles called a car. Eventually though he did go inside. Lucius ate a quick meal at the bar before leaving to go to his room. On the way he stopped to speak with Lottie and extend his stay another week. He thought about thanking her, but why should he? She wasn’t doing it for him after all. He almost did still.

In his room all he did was read for the rest of the day. There wasn’t much else for him to do. He didn’t know the town and didn’t feel like learning it. Plus he was still having trouble reconciling in his head that he was going to be living amongst them if everything went well.

No. He’d just stay in his room until tomorrow. Hopefully Mirabel would come by the pub again so they could have breakfast.

[nottswhore]

Hi! I’m requesting a HBP Draco x hufflepuff! reader who is a bit more on the stereotypical side (friends with everyone, empathetic, loyal to the point it’s a fatal flaw). During the year Draco distanced himself from her to protect her from the new mark on his arm. One day she goes up to the astronomy tower and hears him talking with Dumbledore. Against her own judgment she eavesdropped and hears his speech about how he has to kill Dumbledore or Voldemort will kill him. The reader knows Draco won’t be able to do it and so instead she kills Dumbledore for him? I love your writing by the way

of course! thank you so much for the ask! I will be writing this shortly, it’s gonna be a long one so i can’t write it rn :) (when i write it, i’m gonna extend this post so watch out for that)

Deatheater

summary: that ⬆️

warnings: cursing, bad writing :( this wasn’t my best

other: y/l/n means your last name

face visual:

You walked onto the train, your 6th year at hogwarts. You spotted a group of Slytherins, so you walked over to find your boyfriend. And as you predicted, he was there.

“There’s my favorite Hufflepuff!” Draco pushed people out of the way, coming over to hug you. Some other Slytheirns smiled at you, they normally didn’t like Hufflepuffs but you made friends with everyone. Plus, Draco would beat them to a pulp if they even touched you.

You broke the hug, giving Draco a quick kiss before leading him to an empty compartment.

After you had settled down, you looked at him. “I missed you Dray. Why didn’t you reply to my letters?” His smiled slowly faded.

“I had... uhm... family issues.” You nodded, not quite believing him but you knew to never ask him about his family.

in the great hall

You both walked in to the familiar hall, grinning. This had been your home for 6 years, and you loved Hogwarts.

You looked up at your boyfriend, who smiled at you but it looked forced. You tried to shrug it off but you knew you had to get to the bottom of it, he had been acting odd ever since you asked him about the letters.

You sat down at the Hufflepuff table, while Draco kissed your forehead and went to the Slytheirn table. All during breakfast, you couldn’t stop thinking about why he looked so worried.

“What’s wrong y/n? You aren’t eating,” you snapped back to reality as your best friend looked at you with a worried look on her face.

“oh it’s uh... well Draco has been acting odd, he said he had family issues.” “You know not to interfere when he says that!” Your friend told you exactly what you had thought on the train.

“I know, i know...”

After breakfast ended, you walked up to the Slytheirn common room. Draco had his own room, since his parents were rich and all that. Anyways, you spent most of your time in his room. You had gotten your schedule already, and you had most of your classes with Draco.

As you walked hand in hand to his room, you kept sneaking glances at him, noticing how down he looked.

“Draco... i seriously think somethings wrong.” “Nothing’s wrong alright?” You knew not to pester him, but you did it anyways.

“Draco you can tell me!” “No i said it’s nothing.” “Drac-” “I SAID ITS NOTHING!”

You flinched, dropping his hand as he yelled at you. He immediately looked sorry, and his eyes started tearing up as he apologized.

“y/n... i’m sorry... i’m sorry i didn’t mean to yell, but... it’s nothing alright?” “alright.”

You guys reached his room, cuddling silently until your class started as a whole bunch of thoughts ran through both your minds.

a few months later

You cried silently in your room, Draco had yelled at you again and stormed away. He had broken up with you two months ago, yet you couldn’t place your finger why. You had been happily dating since 3rd year, then he suddenly just cut it off.

You got up, not wanting to go to class but luckily you had a free period.

You flopped on your bed, thinking. He had been acting weird since the first day on the train. He had distanced with you, then just one day yelled at you and broke up. That was too random for your boyfriend to do, and you knew that something was wrong but you didn’t know what.

After hours of thinking, you had to go to your next class. You still couldn’t figure it out, but it didn’t matter right now. You walked to class, not realizing that it started half an hour ago. You opened the doors, freezing when you saw everyone’s eyes on you.

“y/n... you’re late. Sit down and take notes.” Snape looked at you, then continued working. You would’ve normally gotten detention, but the teachers liked you. You looked over at Draco and smiled at him, but he just glared at you sadly. You pouted and continued working.

a few weeks later

You had been thinking for weeks already, and you still couldn’t place your finger on why Draco was so down.

You decided to go up to the astronomy tower to think. You sat down for half an hour, but then Dumbledore and Harry apparated. You quickly scrambled behind a wall, but thankfully you weren’t caught. You peeked behind it, getting a clear view of the space but for some reason Harry wasn’t there anymore.

Draco came up the stairs, a sad look on his face. You wanted to leave, but you thought about staying. Your head told you to leave, and Draco and Dumbledore already started talking but you ignored them for now. You had a strong feeling that you had to go, but you needed your boyfriend back so you eavesdropped, going against your gut.

“Don’t you understand? I have to do this. I have to kill you! Or he’s gonna kill me...”

You panicked, suddenly knowing a bit of what was going on. You finally realized it when Draco lifted his sleeve up, showing his mark.

Draco pointed his wand at Dumbledore, but you knew deep down he wasn’t going to do it. You walked out, and Draco looked at you, his eyes widening.

“Ah... Good evening Ms. y/l/n.” Dumbledore looked at you calmingly, as if he wasn’t about to die in a few seconds.

Draco walked over to you and pulled you in close next to him, as if it were a reflex to protect you.

You didn’t want to kill anyone. You really didn’t! But you were too blinded to see that, too loyal to Draco. You knew that if you didn’t kill Dumbledore, then Draco would be the one to die.

You tried to reassure yourself. Dumbledore was like 180 years old! He should be fine... it’s his time... right?

You looked at Dumbledore, took out your wand and decided to do it.

“I’m sorry...” you whispered, looking at Dumbledore, a tear going down your cheek.

“y/n... y/n no...” Draco whispered to you, loud enough for you to hear but not Dumbledore.

“Avada Kedavra!” You sobbed as the old man fell down the tower.

“no... NO! y/n why... why did you do that?!” Draco looked at your crying face, his hand reached out to wipe a tear from your eye.

“I wanted to protect you...” Draco pulled you in, sobbing into your shoulder while you cried into his chest. Partly because you just committed murder, and partly because you were with your Slytheirn again.

When you pulled apart, you walked over to his arm, pulling the sleeve up gently.

“Does it hurt?” Draco teared up again, nodding. “It burns... y/n it burns...”

You could see scratch marks on the tattoo, where he tried to scratch it off his arm.

You bent down and kissed it, and he looked at you appreciatively.

When you stood up, you whispered “i’m in deep shit... fucking hell i just killed Albus Dumbledore...”

Draco caressed your cheek with his hand. “No one saw darling... I was supposed to do it anyways i’ll say it was me.”

“I can’t let you do that...” “You have to... it’s good for both of us! The Dark Lord will think i did it, and you’ll be alright.” “fine... i guess so.”

You were about to sigh in relief, knowing that know one saw you, until you found two green eyes staring at you in shock.

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The green eyes were harry btw :) hope you liked it! Thanks for requesting darling 💞

[simplyslytherin]

The Mirror

Claire liked being a legilimens. It was an amazing way to find the perfect present for your friends and have them marvel at your gift giving skills. However, it also came with some downsides the last time she went into Barnaby's head she went a bit too deep searching and stumbled across some rather unpleasant memories. She ended up cuddling Barnaby every day for two weeks, much to his delight before she told him what she did. He wasn't mad at her, he said, "those are from forever ago. I have you and my other friends now. It's okay just keep snuggling with me and we will be even." She did as he asked guilt buiding in her gut. Poor sweet Barnaby was very much in love with her and she knew she would never love him back, she could never love him back. She refused to marry a pureblood, she had decided "tainting her bloodline" would be the best way to spite her father. Besides she and Barnaby were related three generations back, that was to close for comfort in Claire's mind.

Barnaby had confirmed his feelings during Professor Snape's love potion class. He had asked her to move away as he could only smell her perfume. Claire had run out of perfume the day before the lesson and it would be a week to get more by owl post.

Thelove potion had smelled like, cinnamon rolls, Ben and Talbott. Ben had been the most overpowering smell of them all. It was like she had his robes wrapped around her and happened to have a small hanky that smelled like Talbott. Ben was to important to be killed by her father and she reasoned that Talbott's halfbood status would protect him.

After she came home for the summer after her father sent the howler, he would sit her down every day and list everything he would do to the unnamed "mudblood" boy. Surprisingly he hardly seemed to repeat the threats other than he would make her watch. Claire couldn't stand for even the more tame threats to happen to Ben. She reasoned the best way to keep Ben safe was to try and get rid of her feelings for him. Only Ben seemed to have other ideas, whenever she was almost over him he would do something terribly endearing.

Like when someone started passing around rumors she was sleeping around, he invented a rumor jinx. The rumor jinx was somehow linked to the rumor about her and whenever someone repeated it their face would breakout in painful boils that even Madam Pomfrey couldn't quite get rid of. The only cure seemed to be to apologize to her or tell the whole school they made it up.

"Ben you shouldn't of done that for me," she told him afterwards.

"Its not that bad. I just have to write down the process and what the spell is used for. Flitwick isn't even mad. He's impressed I think. He says once I turn this into the ministry I'm sure to get a job there. I think I might go for the Department of Experimental Charms. Its only a month of detention anyway, we've had worse," he said to her.

"But Ben, isn't everyone mad at you for losing so many house points? Your gonna get cursed in your sleep!"

Ben laughed, "I'm not gonna get cursed! I put protections up before I sleep every night. I should probably switch to nonverbal now."

"Ben!"

"Claire if I get cursed feel free to say 'I told you so.' But it was worth all the trouble. Plus now I get to eat with you." That damn smile made Claire's resolve crumble.

"I'm not gonna help you remove the hex," she grumbled.

"Oh, you will, because your my best friend and you can't stand to see me in pain and since I lost 100 points Slytherin is in the lead now; so you owe me."

"I'll deal with it, I won't help this time."

"Sure Claire," he said sarcastically.

It was later that year she told Ben her news at breakfast. "I've decided to be Talbott's girlfriend. He asked me yesterday."

Ben promptly choked on his orange juice.

"Ben! Are you alright?"

He was frantically pounding on his chest as Claire looked at him horrified, after he finished he slumped forward a bit muttering that it went down the wrong pipe and hurt. Claire ran her hand soothingly down his back, "Ben, I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you choke."

He waved her off, "new Ben" wasn't afraid of much anymore but Claire had spent more time with him and managed to get some of "old Ben" to stick around, he wasn't perfect but, she still liked his company.

"If he hurts you, I'm gonna hex him into next week! You come crying to me once, that's all it takes."

"Ben!"

"I'll have Barnaby help." After Ben's threats were delivered to Talbott, he was perfectly pleasant to Talbott. Barnaby on the other hand kept promising to tear Talbott apart with his bare hands until Claire got sick of it and stopped talking to him. She even sat with Ben at the Gryffindor table (Talbott never ate in the grand hall) until Barnaby apologized and promised to stop making threats.

Things went slowly back to normal, only Claire could swear sometimes she saw the boys glaring at Talbott when they thought she wasn't looking.

However things came to a head in charms. "I know the NEWTS aren't till next year and I should of waited on this particular lesson. But, rarely will we have an opportunity like this!" Professor Filtwick, told them excitedly, as he pulled off a large tarp covering a mirror with his wand, "behold the mirror of erised! This mirror shows what you want most in the world, we will be enchanting our own mirrors to do something similar,"

"Professor," a gryffindor girl Claire didn't recognize started talking, " will we be able to look into the mirror?" The whole class murmured in agreement.

Flitwick sighed, "I suppose it will do no harm, but it will only be for two minutes each. We need to continue the lesson and this is going to be remarkably personal so you don't need to share with the class. "

The gryffindor girl squealed in delight when it was her turn in front of the mirror, "Miss Reyes, your turn," Filtwick called.

She nodded fingering Talbott's scarf carefully. The mirror showed her worst nightmare, in a sense. This mirror confirmed she was going to have to break Talbott's heart. She had hoped it would show her and Talbott but it didn't.

Instead she was holding Ben's hand he was laughing and that stupid snort was still cute. However, the thing that suprised her the most was the small army of children that seemed to be playing around their feet. Now she looked closer She and Ben looked to be in their late twenties. Mirror Ben stopped holding her hand to throw a small toddler up in the air, the little boy laughed snorting just like Ben.

Oh god, she kept thinking, how am I gonna tell Talbott? She could see him getting mad at leading him on and never wantting to be friends anymore. He was yelling horrible thing at her how he wished they had never met and now her friends were taking sides on the breakup. All her friends seemed to be on Talbott's side.

Ben was there before even Filtwick could react. He pulled her away and into his chest, it had gotten so much more broad over the summer she noticed. Now seeing the whole class was looking at her and probably wondering why she was crying. She needed a quick explanation, "mum, dad, Jacob, not deatheaters," she said through sobs in Ben's neck. Some of the girls looked sorry for her, it seemed the lie was working. She enjoyed her current position in Ben's arms to much to simply want to let go when Ben started pulling away.

He sighed then whispered "its my turn I'll be back," begrudgingly she let go. Before he left he took off his robes and wrapped them around her shoulders. It was acceptable, they were warm and they smelled like Ben. She tried halfheartedly to give the robes back after the lesson, he shook his head and loudly told her, "you know Claire I've been working on a new rumor jinx if anyone from this class was to say something they shouldn't, I would hate to see what would happen to them."

She gave Ben a soft "thanks" before they parted ways. She had to use a hover charm on Ben's robes as they were much to large and she didn't want to take them off.

Ascending the stairs to the owlery she called out, "Bagshot, come here I have a job for you." Bagshot fluttered down looking at her before giving out a screech. "Stop judging me! I'm taking care of it!" She tied the letter to the screech owl's leg before telling her to find Talbott. The owl looked back as if trying to assesses how much trouble Claire was in before deciding it wasn't worth it.

Bagshot had evidently found Talbott as he had met her in the courtyard.

"I'm sorry," she started.

To her surprise he was smiling, "You finally admitted it to yourself then,"

"What?"

"Claire, tell me who's robes are you wearing?"

"I don't see how that relates,"

"Well they are gryffindor robes. So I bet all the gold in Gringotts they belong to Ben."

"Talbott, I-"

"It's fine Claire, you were never mine, despite how much I wanted you to be. I've seen the way you look at him and how he looks at you,"

Claire was crying now, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-I never wanted-"

Talbott gave her a quick hug, "I always knew this would happen, did he finally tell you?"

"The mirror of erised, in charms, I-" she choked out before Talbott cut her off.

"Claire," he said kissing her forehead, "promise me you'll tell him,"

"But what a what about us? And we-are we still friends?" She choked out.

"Yeah, we are. I knew before we even started dating you weren't mine. You've always been Ben's,"

"But-"

"Its fine, I actually wanted to break up too."

"Why?"

"I do love you Claire very much. But we just aren't ment to be. I know you tried for me. It just didn't work out."

They parted ways and Claire was wondering what Talbott ment by 'did he tell you'.

[korra4321]

Gifts (Alternative ending) (unedited)

It's had been exactly a year since she had him thrown in Azcaban , the prison that was build escpacially to keep wizards and witches like him under a lock and key, but in his case it was totally different , they made for him a very special cell with maximum security,it had a glass like texture instead of the usual stony one or the metal bar like , he has the furniture to be white or gray just like his room on her house , meal times was exactly like when they had it together, he even request the same scented candles that she had, the same painting on the walls , every single tiny trivia detail was the same as the one of the house .

It funny how she captured him , you see during his time as Lord Voldemort , another masked figured appeared it was a female one , it started so small at first she stunned few of his deatheaters that was guarding a shop leaving messages that a rebellion had began signed up as {Lady hope } , later she took down more and more until she became the face of the rebellion , as if she was Harry replacement , and in no time she was facing off the dark lord .

He shouted more cursed at her , wanting to just unmask her and killing her , he was curious to see the face of the woman defying him , that had the courage of the dead house Gryffindor, the brains of Ravenclaw, she was judging him and returning his cursed with lighter ones , aiming to just unmask and capture him, so when fate has it twisted way in fullfiiling thiere first part of the wish , both of them were left stunned with shock of who the other was.

Tom reached out his hand not believing his eyes, Korra had tears in her eyes , and he tough she was scared of him , he reached to wipe it out whill he opened his mouth to give a lecture , only for her to recover from the shock and whisper "Stupefy" knocking him unconscious.

He signed , returning to read the book on his hand ,just for him to hear the footsteps of two persons and a hiss that belonged to Nagini " I can feel my master " he smiled at the sense of her aura ,the door of his cell dorm opened reveling her , his soulmate.

Korra didn't change a lot just that her hair that she cut down to fit her rebellion mask , has gotten back to it original length, her eyes got that rest she deserve , her skin more healthy then when she was paranoid that Voldemort will show up at her door making her another victim for his limitless body count.

When she saw him for the very first time in a year she gasped, his hair has gotten longer not the length of a female , the length that was blocking his eyesight if he let his hair uncombed , he have gotten more thin if that was possible, not the thin the 'I can see your bones ' thin , the thin that those who strive to be more then model like , the Slytherin heir will not let himself starve , his skin got more pale due to the lack of sun light exposion , his eyes were still that lovely green .

They where staring at her, eyes longing at every single detail of her face once he was don't taking the examination look he smiled naturally , "hello love, I am glad that you put the long distance relationship state to end, I passed the taste didn't I?, Of course you were testing my ability for it " he didn't pose at the greeting part at all.

"Hello Tom ,I think that I stated before we are not lovers" Korra firmly said as she sighed heavily , she didn't fool herself in thinking that he will be acceptable toward that she didn't return his (obsessive) romantic feeling toward her , her feeling toward him were pure platonic one , nothing less nothing more .

He chortled lightly , "my bad , silly me how could I forget ,Korra , we are not lovers "

She smiled and realised a breath of comfort

"We are soulmates" he continued, saying that as if it's was a solid fact that no two can argue over it .

Korra took fee steps until she was close to him but not so close to see what was his book about , "Tell me Tom, did you really have to do that ?, You could use the easy approach"

Voldemort teeth dangerously closed on them self as he breathed " I doubt that those delusional freaks will kindly kill themselves if I asked for it , the only way to clean there sins is with their blood "

Korra who had regretted opening the wound inturraped him "TOM ,... What I meant was them not respecting muggle born and muggles themselves , I didn't ask for my bestie to go down full mass murder on everyone who was not pure"

He appeared to be taken back " Love ? I was not planning on killing you or myself  , I know that you are my soulmate , you see fate keep in adding more evidence to it nearly every day "

She tough that she will get used to his mood swings and his unhealthy obsession with the idea that they were soulmates, but clearly he could covert a conversation from 'how was your cup of coffee' to 'you see ?, The waitress brought for us smilliar mug colors ,is that evedence of we are soulmate?' in matter of minutes .

She rolled her eyes "surprise me Tom z what are they"

He was euphoriant to be asked that by her , "we are half bloods , you love winter and I was born in it , you don't mind snakes and exotic animals , I speak parseltounge"

'and I can speak sarcasm fluently' Korra though

"Your favorite color is black that is the same as mine, you hate the toxic people like I do , your Lady hope persona match my Lord Voldemort one , hope can be wordplay to hobie which means my love in Arabic...."

He bubbled that Korra zoned out of his chatting only to be zoned back in by...

" And your hair match mine now , you see you returned it to it original length , when mine is long for , we match even when I can't see you "

Korra lover that she didn't eat anything that day , just in case his lecture that she was so positive will leave her wanting to throw up , "you see love , you even feel sick from staying away from me "

Korra serach for a topic to talk about that can shift his attention on her "Nagini misses you"

His eyes widened " you can speak parseltounge?"

"No but I can understand body language"

"Hello master " Nagini hissed

"Hello Nagini , have she been waiting for my outbreak today ?"

"She doesn't know "

Korra still searched for a new thing to distract him before she ask him what the question she come for " Tom , what book are you reading?"

He returned his attention to her " oh , I am not reading more like writing "

He showed her the book, Korra felt more disguste by what he wrote it was just one word all ever the pages as she flipped them .

Her name

Tom having the habit of looking at her and drinking in every detail of her , when took his book to see , be took the opportunity to look at her hand , he eager from the inside , she had the promise ring on her finger , that was meant to have their engagement ring,

"Nagini ....kill whoever give her the piece of metal"

"Yes master "

Korra , reached the last page , she didn't know what negative emotion left for her to feel from it.

The page had a list of their weeding plan , honeymoon, no child name since he know she doesn't want any, the places that he will love to take her to, everything that he planed on doing for them, and all the (creepy ) romantic ways he planned on purposing to her then obliviate her , move to a new location for a different purpose way until he checked out all the ways , the last eat was bone chilling , he planned on purpose to her on surrounded by the corpses of their enemies , all whill they were on the body of the dying minister of magic .

Korra decided to leave it was the time to ask , she give him back his book , or diary to be more specific , when that time for their hand to hold to same object he took his sweet time , crassing her hand , "I love that your skin still smoth, I know mate you kept it just for me , the same way your body is left not touch by anyone but m...."

She took fee steps back , not shocked from his word , but when she saw the wall behind him .

It was filled with her name .

The tears fall down her checks , Tom got angry " come here love , let me wipe them by myself, I don't want anyone but me to do that, not even yourself " he extended his hands for as far as he can from the cell , eyes red like the blood of his fallen enemies .

"Tom , before I leave I want to ask you, why do I feel like something is always missing"

His mood swings strikes again " oh dear soulmate , we are soulmate so naturally you will that when we are not around each other , ... But I know that you mean physical, it because I made a hoxrac for you ...,a mate is equal after all "

"Goodbye Tom"

She began walking , only to hear him reply

"See you later love "

A chill run down her spine but she never looked back.

She was at home now , looking at her promise ring that she bought to herself from the jewelry store, she bought it as a promise to never ever visit him , but since she broke the promise she no longer felt obligated to wear it ,so she gently removed it and put aside on the coffee table.

She decided she need to take a nap , that last thing she saw was Nagini moving outside, before the sandman come for her.

When she woke up there was blood on her , but that was not what frightened her the most,

No it was the note on the same coffee table that she putted the ring on it ,

{Hello love , I am here , but let's play hide and seek ,I am hiding and you seek me

With best regards

Your soulmate

P.s you can't escape all the doors and windows are locked , the house have silence spell on it , oh and there is nothing you can use as weapon too, just your pretty hands  }

Korra never felt the need to scream in terror before like she felt it right there.

Her hands were shaking from rage , that he Tom from his hiding place could see , and being delusional he tough that was a sign of excitement.

He smirked , oh it was gonna be so much fun.

Korra stood up and give her back to the wall gluing on it to never give him the chance to jump on her like his twisted fantasies he have.

She didn't know what to do if she found him , didn't want to know what he will do to her if she did.now she was at the stairs she wished of she could looked two places at the same time , one up and one down .just in case he was to ambush on her .

With each step she took her heart beats louder , untill she reached the top and and had smelled the smell of salt and rust she opened the guest room to find the corpse of the jewelry ship keeper , and to make it worse Nagini was eating it.

Korra didn't fight the tears , she just let them fall , the snake was too busy to notice her , she closed the door and her eyesight was blurry ,she wiped them , just in time to her it " you know love, that keeper had it coming " the voice come inside her head , he was using legllemancy on her , when she tried to use ocullemency to keep him out she couldn't use magic and she was not surprised by that , of course he give her a potion that made her temperory as as she hoped to not use magic.

" Oh I just can't wait for you "

She ignored him , continuing her task she made the wall her support friend , his room was empty , she made sure to search the entire house before coming upstairs, so that leave one room not touched ,hers .

When she opened the door she found her room having a romantic one , straight out of romantic movies , with the sound of running water , "welcome love " his voice didn't come from her head , not it was from right behind her , Korra didn't have the time to turn around,

His arms sneaked around her middle holding her hands captive and his chain rested on her shoulder , his hot breath on her ears tickled her when he whispered " ohh how much I missed your"

"Fuck you...Tom Marvalo Riddle"

He laughed

"If that what you...."

"I didn't mean it that way you...."

"Love , you are dirty by his filthy blood , let's get you cleaned up "

His stupid mood swings.

He led her awkwardly to the bathroom that has the bathtub filled with hot water , rose pitals and the scent of coffee candle , her changing clothes were folded nicely waiting for her , she didn't dare to look at them , she didn't want to know what he chose for her , stupid choices she give him to make , now it come biting down on her , biting like the mess up fact the pet snake was eating dinner, the fact she was led to the bath by her (soulmate) bestie , that his hair was still long.

"Before we bath ...."

" Tom please I don't want to take a bath with you " he shock his head , "love , I understand that you are body shy , but that not a problem I will leave and let you take it by yourself , then once you don't I will bath in the same water you bathed in , that a soulmate right "

His eyes pupils were dialed as he continued not stopping

" Also my hair is long , so we you can cut it and wash it for me , just like you did when I was still homeschooled once, also the scissors are magically enchanted so don't even think about it ".

He wiped away the tears that felt down ,

"I told you only I can wipe them "

There was no escaping from him she knew it , she didn't have to look outside to see the dead bodies of all the enemies on the street , to see the Halloween night take a twisted turn.

To know that he let deatheaters customes be the Trojan horse to began and end successful his plan on taking over the magical world.

To see the two masks on her bed , Lord Voldemort mask and Lady Hope.

He sealed her fate with a kiss on her eyes .

[cole-cliffxrd-art]

Draco Malfoy one shot

I threw myself down onto the couch, infuriated. After a long day of studying and being ridiculed by the most annoying human I’ve met in this goddamn school I was ready for a break. The common room was unusually quiet at the moment probably due to there being a big quidditch game between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor this afternoon. I was usually keen to watch Gryffindor get their asses smashed out on the pitch but due to being so tired I wasn’t in the mood for it.

I splayed myself out on the dark leather, flipping open one of my spell books to write some more annotations from Flitwick’s class today. We learnt how to cast some easy charms today but I wouldn’t like how to forget them soon. My mind wandered off to that infuriating blonde boy and how he was messing with my notes earlier today. Grabbing them in the hallway from my arms and holding them above my head.

If I could’ve cursed him in that moment I would’ve. Such a shame its banned from Hogwarts. I could’ve hexed that shit eating grin off of that prick. I rolled my eyes and tried to focus back on my spell book. In that moment all the candles blew out as a breeze came from the newly opened door to the common room. I groaned, I couldn’t be bothered to try and light them again, maybe one of the house elves might come by later and re-light them. It was dark now, dark enough that I couldn’t read my page but the iridescent light from the lake cast a lowly glow over the room.

I wanted to call out the idiot who let the breeze in but as the footsteps neared I recognised the sound. The clack of the black dress shoes against the floor is what got me. Most people wear soft soled shoes or even sandals in the summer but no, this uptight bastard wore hard heeled shoes all year round. I ignored him in the hopes of him being deterred. “Lumos” I lit my wand and continued to take notes and scrawl over my book until it was once more ripped from my hands.

“What do you want Malfoy?” I snapped, lurching myself from my comfortable position on the couch to stand up and get in his face...well chest as I couldn’t quite reach his face. I threw my quill to the ground with my books for effect.

He laughed, finding my anger amusing. I really shouldn’t give him the time of day considering. “Nothing, Just was wondering why a Mudblood like you would be so interested in your spell book.” I rolled my eyes, here it was again. This same argument. Blah blah blah only Purebloods should be allowed into Hogwarts let alone Slytherin, how dare they let anyone else in. I wasn’t in the mood for his shit.

“Why aren’t you at the game?” I tried to change the subject in attempts to distract him so I could grab my book from those long slender fingers of his.

This seemed to work, a small smirk crept across his face as he thought. “Now usually I would love to see Potter get hit by a few bludgers, whether it be rain or sunshine but I got bored. I notice you aren’t at the game either though?”

I retreated, trying to gather up some of my books from the floor along with my quill. “Thought I could get some studying in, seeing as someone kept distracting me today with his increasingly obnoxious remarks and actions.” I looked up to glare at the blonde boy for a moment before going to reach for my last book. A foot stopped me, pressing down onto my transfiguration book - wedging it down onto the hard stone floor.

“Move,” I gave his foot a shove - dropping my other books in the process.

This seemed to amuse him more. I really shouldn’t humour him in such way. “Oh,” he raised an eyebrow. “You were distracted by me?”

I laughed, “don’t flatter yourself Draco. You’re pretty fucking annoying.”

“I’m pretty?”

Ugh, I cant win with him. I never can, he’s a lost hope. “No prettier than any muggle.” I bit back, grabbing my book harshly from under his foot. He slipped backwards and fell to the floor. His face turned from shock to anguish to anger within a matter of a few seconds.

Draco crawled forwards quickly, shoving me back too. My wand cluttered to the floor and the light went out. I scrambled for it but was grabbed by my ankle and pulled backwards. “Fucking Mudblood, take that back.” I looked up at him, fire overtook his shining silver eyes. I took a swing at his pale face but his hand caught me. “Don’t” he warned harshly.

I went still, panting from the quick movements from before, what was even happening? Many of my fights with him had never ended up getting as physical as this. His hand slipped down my wrist - pressing it to the floor as his body hovered over mine. His hand squeezed mine harshly to the point that a pain sprung out from my wrist. I yelped out in pain. “Draco, you’re hurting me.” I looked worriedly up into those anguished eyes of his. I expected to see anger radiating through them, but instead a brief flash of concern washed over his sharp features.

His hand softened on mine and he pulled back. I didn’t expect an apology from him, he wouldn’t stoop that low. I scampered away from him, grabbing my books quickly and shuffling them together. I quickly skirted off to my room, leaving him sitting on the floor in the common room.

x x x

“Go away Draco,” I yelled behind me as I walked around a corner, one corridor to another. I’d just finished divination class with Professor Trelawney and of course that idiot tried to talk to me on the tower staircase.

I basically ran down the stairs, trying to get as far away from that Slytherin as I could. My care of magical creatures class in ten minutes could wait, I had to ditch the blonde haired silver eyed boy first. I raced down the stairs to the dungeons, hoping to wait him out in my bedroom. The footsteps behind me got louder and louder. I slammed the common room door in his face, leaning my back against it. The look of hurt that I’d just seen a brief flash of in that moment where I’d shut the door confused me. What was he trying to do?

I took a step away from the door, giving myself a moment before I let it swing open. He stepped through slowly and cautiously, watching my movements as if he were wondering if I’d attack him again. I looked around the common room, it was eerily quiet again. Great now I was left alone with this git. I sighed and walked towards the couches, with him in tow. I dropped my satchel containing my books and orb from divination to the ground before leaning against the armrest. I crossed my arms for effect.

“What do you want Draco?” I signed again, a long sigh. I was tired of all this, I hope he knew that.

He threw his hands up in the air, he looked as defeated as I felt. “I don’t want to do this anymore. I’m sick of keeping up this false pretence.”

I dropped my arms from my chest. “What?”

He moved forwards slightly, just slight enough for me to recognise that there wasn’t much space between us. “I just want you to stop hating me.” Draco whispered. He put one hand on my shoulder causing shocks to move through my body.

I looked up at his pale face, seeing the slight pink tint to his cheeks, his platinum hair was messy and falling into his eyes. My eyes trailed down to his chest. His shirt was wider open than usual, his tie loose around his neck. I could see a small freckle upon his collarbone that was protruding out sharply. I had to admit his sharp jawline was elegant in a way, such a shame it was connected to an irritating person.

“I don’t hate you,” I whispered back. I didn’t know why we were whispering, nobody was in the common room, they were probably all at class - like we should be. His eyes lit up at my comment. “I just wish you’d give up on all this Mudblood shit and annoying me, I didn’t choose my parents, just like you didn’t choose yours. You must know hoe that feels.”

He nodded. I knew his story, there was always talks in Slytherin of Deatheaters and who’s parents are one, were one, gonna be one. Draco’s parents famously are Deatheaters and he’s expected to be one, whether or not he likes it. He hung his head lowly for a moment - thinking about what I said before looking into my eyes again. He brushed my red hair from my face before resting his other hand on my waist.

“I know.” He sounded so quiet, his voice cracked and that was it for me. I moved forwards in attempts to soothe the boy, but I awkwardly elbowed him in the ribs and knocked my face into his. His hand flew up to my face to stop me from falling any further into him, moving away from me his lips brushed against mine. My eyes went wide as so did his.

“Ah fuck,” he pulled away and I leant back further onto the couch, hoping to cease to exist somehow. Could I just obliterate myself now and here? Fuck.

I wiped my lips with my middle and index fingers, feeling the warmth that irradiated from them now. “I’m sorry,” I looked up at Draco, knowing he wouldn’t apologise. But I felt genuinely bad for elbowing him before.

“I’m not.” He rushed forwards once more, cupping my face with his hands and slamming his lips against mine. Shocks went off in every which way of my body as I settled into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling the boy closer to me. His fingers moved, grasping at my shirt and pulling my tie free, dipping his hands underneath the fabric and pushing it up.

I grasped at his hair, entangling my fingers in it as I moved my mouth against his. He wrapped his arms under my legs and pulled them out from under me, I instinctively wrapped them around his hips, holding on for dear life as he swung me around. He settled on the couch next to us leaning back comfortably as he began to pepper kisses down my throat. I shifted my legs and began to straddle him, lifting myself off of the couch slightly.

I kissed his forehead as it passed my lips, Draco’s sliver hair gleamed with a green tint from the light. He pulled away and mischievously grinned up at me. “I can’t believe I’m making out with a Mudblood.” There was a humorous tone to his voice so I took it as a shitty joke.

“Shut up Draco,” I said with a smile and moved my head down once more to kiss him.

[hermiones-amortentia]

I didn't elaborate on that 'shitty friend' part. Here. The details how shitty Ron is.

For Harry

1. He got a family. His mirror of erised. His deepest desire.

2. Someone who was willing to sacrifice himself so that Harry could go on and defeat voldemort.

3. Stood by Harry when whole wizarding world/Hogwarts were against him. Except once in GOF

4. Gave Harry mental support when Harry endured 11 years of abuse.

5. Rescued Harry from his abusive family.

6. Saved Harry's life in Halloween by using the levitation charm on the troll. Bcz as the text says 'What Harry did was very brave yet very stupid'

7. Harry received his 1st Christmas gift bcz of him.

8. Saved Harry's life at the forbidden forest. Bcz it was his idea to fly the Ford Anglia and it saved Harry.

9. Stood against a mass murderer and told him if you are gonna kill Harry you have to kill us too.

10. Invited Harry to quidditch world cup.

11. Let Harry practice stunning spell on him.

12. Accompanied him at the department of mysteries to rescue his god father.

13. Accompanied him to the horcrux hunt.

14. Saved Harry's life.

For Hermione

1. Saved her from the troll.

2. Faced his worst fear for her at the age of 12.

3. Stood up against snivellus' bullying when no one else did. Faced detention.

4. Tried to curse malferret for hurling slur.

5. Was the 1st one to notice she had shrunk her teeth. Harry, her other best friend didn't.

6. The only person who saw she was missing from the class in 3rd year.

7. Looked after her that she was eating properly or not throughout her o.w.ls preparation.

8. Invited her to his own house to make her feel welcome in the ww.

9. Wanted to teach her Weasley family tree so that she could pretend to be his cousin.

10. When the deatheaters attacked them in the cafe his 1st instinct was to push Hermione out of way.

11. Asked scabior to leave her alone..

12. Begged bellatrix to torture himself instead of Hermione knowing full well she had tortured Neville's parents to insanity.

13. Pull her up from the broken chandelier and rescued her.

14. Hexed a beggar who tried to hurt Hermione when she took polyjuice.

15. Was willing to face freaking voldmeort and asked Harry to look after Hermione.

Now show me a list pulling out of your ass what are the stuff Harry and Hermione do for him that they are such extraordinary friends while Ron is just a shitty friend. Go on. I need more than 29 points I provided here. Take your time and make a list. I will be waiting 😘

Ron Weasley: Constantly debates with Hermione throughout all 7 books about S.P.E.W, Hallows' existence, The Grim, how to deceive the ministry workers and several other things, highly knowledgeable about wizarding world, isn't afraid to voice his opinion when he thinks she is wrong and always presents a different point of view from hers.

Some people: Ron can't hold a conversation with Hermione. He is too dumb.

Draco Malfoy: his best retorts are Potty you suck, mudblood you so ugly, Weasley you so poor, Longbottom you so dumb and my father will hear about this.

The same Fans: ThIs iS tHe gUy wHo cAN sTiMulATe heRmiONe iNteLlEcTuaLly aNd cAn aRgUe wItH hEr. 🤡🤡

[beaglelinefics]

Dissertation on Harry Potter

Johnny x Reader

Writer: Jaime

Masterlist

“So, uh, you like Harry Potter?”

You looked up to see Johnny, a kid you were paired with once for a project like last year, standing in front of you and pointing to your book. You shut The Deathly Hallows and looked up at him from where you sat at a picnic table. You were trying to enjoy the unusually nice winter weather, but of course he had to show up and ruin it. He’d been pestering you for close to a month now, trying to find ways to hold a conversation with you, but so far nothing had worked. You either hummed noncommittally to his questions or just flat out ignored him. Working with him had been a nightmare, and you still hadn’t completely forgiven him for the F the two of you had received. It had taken you months to bring that back up so your GPA wouldn’t tank.

“What’s it to you?”

“It’s one of my favorite book series,” he replied as he took a seat across from you. “My friends don’t really like talking about it with me, so I, uh, I guess I was hoping I could talk about it with you?”

“Maybe I actually think it’s trash and am marking it up with all my hateful comments. Ever think about that?”

“Pretty sure if you hated it you wouldn’t have Hufflepuff and Slytherin pins on your jacket collar.”

“Fuck,” you cursed under your breath while brushing your hair so it would cover the objects. “Fine, you caught me. What do you want to talk about?”

“Uh… I didn’t actually think that far ahead,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “I wasn’t planning on getting this far to be perfectly honest.”

“Okay, let’s start with an easy question. Who’s your favorite character?”

“Hm… I don’t know… I love all them, you know? But I’ll go with Neville.”

“Good choice,” you replied as you nodded in approval. “I’ve always admired Neville. He went through so much shit at the hands of his peers and even one of his teachers, yet he was still so sweet and never gave up trying.”

“Is he your favorite character?”

“He’s one of them, but I love Ginny and Luna as well.”

“Snape used to be my favorite character.”

“What changed your mind?”

“I guess I just like Neville more. What about you?”

“What? My feelings about Snape?”

“Yeah, what did you think about him and Lily? I had this friend in middle school who thought they should have ended up together,” he told you.

“I hope you dropped his ass. Snape is a disgusting fuckwad.”

“Um… okay?”

“You don’t agree?”

“I mean, yeah, he wasn’t the greatest, but he was a hero in the end!”

“Oh, fuck off,” you scoffed. “What he did wasn’t any more heroic than what anyone else did at that battle, and at least the others didn’t do it for selfish reasons like his obsession with some poor girl.”

“Wow you really don’t like him.”

“I think it’s gross how the fandom idolizes him so much, makes him out to be this great hero. And as for JK, as much as I love her, she shouldn’t have named one of Harry’s children Albus Severus, like honestly Harry knew much braver men than that dick. Like Hagrid and Lupin did much greater things than Snivellis ever could.”

“So maybe he wasn’t the bravest guy Harry knew, but he did kind of look after him during his time at Hogwarts. He was on the good side.”

“He only ‘looked after’ Harry because Dumbledore told him to. And he would’ve been content to stay a Deatheater if Neville was targeted instead of Harry. Not to mention that when he found out about the prophesy, and that it was Harry in it, he asked Voldemort to save Lily, not her husband and newborn.”

“So there are no redeeming qualities about him?”

“Look, I think Snape is a beautifully complex character, but as a person he’s disgusting. A thirteen-year-old’s boggart was him, not the person who tortured said boy’s parents. It was his potions teacher. How fucked up is that?”

“Pretty fucked up.”

“Exactly. And don’t think this means I hate people who like him. I have nothing against those people, as long as they don’t try to excuse any of his behavior. James Potter didn’t drive him to the Dark Arts or anything like that. Just accept him as he is, doesn’t mean you have to stop liking him.”

“Uh-huh.”

“What?”

“Nothing, it’s just kind of cute the way you’re so passionate about a fictional character.”

You felt your cheeks warm at his unexpected comment. “I mean, it doesn’t really matter what I think. It’s just a book.”

“Right.”

“Shut up.”

He fell silent as you opened your book again and started reading. Was he supposed to continue to sit there or should he leave?

“So, what house are you?” you asked, causing him to pause in the middle of standing up.

“Uh…”

“Have you not taken the test?”

“Well, no, I have. I just… aren’t I bothering you?”

“I thought we were talking about Harry Potter, so I just… oh, I guess me opening the book was kind of rude.” You closed it and gave him your full attention. “Sorry, I just got a little embarrassed after my rant about Snape.”

“Like I said, it was cute.”

“I’m not cute.”

“Gryffindor. I was sorted into Gryffindor. How about you?”

“I’ve been sorted into Slytherin and Hufflepuff on different occasions, so I consider myself a Slytherin with strong Hufflepuff undertones.”

“Ah, a Slytherpuff!”

“Exactly.”

“Well, I’d like to see when this Hufflepuff side comes out, if you don’t mind.”

“Are you saying I’m not nice?”

“Are you saying that being nice is only a Hufflepuff trait?”

“Wha—hey! Don’t try to turn this on me!”

“And you say you’re not cute.” He grinned at the flustered expression on your face. “I’m only teasing you. But I would like to continue talking about Harry Potter with you. It’s fun!”

“Well, I’m free for a few hours right now if you want to grab something to eat and continue this conversation over some food.”

“Are you… are you asking me on a date?”

“Well I was trying to, but I guess I don’t have any game if you couldn’t pick up on that.”

“Have I mentioned before how cute you are?”

“Yeah, multiple times at this point.” You got up and tossed your hair over your shoulder as you looked down at him. “So you gonna come or not? I have an entire dissertation on the portrayal of Ginny in the movies.”

“Marry me.”

“Gotta take me out at least once before I’ll consider that proposal, cowboy.”

He scrambled to his feet and held out a hand to you. “Well then let’s get going, shall we?”

“You really like Harry Potter, don’t you?”

“Oh, absolutely, but I’m sure if you try hard enough, you could become a close second in my heart.”

“I’m sure anyone else would get offended, but considering how it’ll be the same for you when it comes to my heart, I’ll let it slide.”

“How gracious.”

“I’ve been told it’s one of my shining qualities.”

“Burgers?”

“Sounds great.”

“Now, how about that dissertation?”

“Oh, right! Alright, so, let’s talk about how she’s written in the books, because, let me just say, Harry was fucking head over heels for my wife.”

“Your wife?”

“Hey, no interrupting!”

“Right, sorry. Please continue.”

“Well now I’ve lost my place!”

“No biggie. I’ve got all the time in the world.”

“…Cheesy.”

“I’m trying to be romantic!”

“Let’s just get our burgers.”

[sulkysnape]

What would Snape do if a student came to him for comfort after experiencing a traumatic event?

enjoy :)

((It is currently 1:30 in the morning so i’m not editing this. Im sorry if theres spelling or grammar errors))

   1 year. It’s been one year since the second wizarding war and you were still traumatized by everything that happened. You remembered the night perfectly where everything went downhill. 

—-

Voldemort had just recently ordered that everyone must attend Hogwarts, which made your parents extremely scared. They told you constantly not to let anyone find out you’re a muggle-born and you knew better than to tell anyone being that it could get you killed.  

You stayed quiet during your days at Hogwarts. You stayed with your 3 closest friends and tried your best to stay away from your previously favorite professor, Snape. He was the person you trusted completely. He helped you when you were stuck in Potions, and you helped him clean up and organize his storage room. The night you found out he had killed Professor Dumbledore, you were sick to your stomach. 

“y/n” your friend causing you to stop thinking about that night “are you okay?” 

you nodded your head yes even though you were lying. The four of you sat on your bed in your house’s common room. That’s where you usually stayed along with the rest of your housemates until it was time to eat. 

Before you could say anything else, you were interrupted by 3 newly hired professors that Voldemort sent. 

“Everyone out… now.” One of them said in an angry voice. 

The second he said this, everyone jumped up and quickly exited the room. You and your three friends jumped up as well and headed for the door with the others. Before you were able to leave, a firm hand was placed on your shoulder, stopping you from walking. You looked up, into one of the deatheater’s dark, angry eyes. 

“not you.” he said, staring into your eyes as well. “we have a visitor for you.” 

the minute you heard those two words come from his mouth, your heart stopped. Your friends quickly turned around, but before they could say or do anything, the door was shut in their faces and 2 more deatheaters guarded it from the outside. 

“w-what do you want..” you asked in a shaky voice. 

You never got an answer, but you knew what was going to happen instantly when you turned around and saw no other than Bellatrix Lestrange.

 “so bella.. we recently found out theres a mudblood attending this school.” One of the scary deatheaters spoke.

Tears already began to form in your eyes. This was the last thing you wanted to happen. 

“oh goodie” Bellatrix smiled evilly. “Another person for me to kill.”Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted. 

“actually we were given strict orders to not kill her just yet, but nobody said we can’t torture her.” He grinned evilly as well.  

You wanted to leave so badly. You wanted someone to come save you. To not let these monsters put you through agonizing pain. 

You were suddenly ripped from your thoughts when a firm grip was replaced on your shoulders and pushing you to the ground. You opened your eyes when you hit the floor and was face to face with Bellatrix. 

“you my dear… are nothing but a stupid, filthy, mudblood” she laughed “And now i’m gonna show you what mudbloods deserve” 

Before you could beg her to let you go, you heard the woman saying a spell you definitely did not want to hear.

“Crucio!” She yelled, resulting in an agonizing pain to overtake your body.

You felt like your entire body was on fire and ripping in half at the same time. Your screams were bloodcurdling and could be heard all the way from the Great Hall. Your friend’s hearts broke the second the heard you. They each shared painful glances and prayed they wouldn’t kill you. 

McGonagall’s anger increased the second she heard you screaming. She instantly got up raced up the stairs towards your common room. The second she got there though, she was instantly stopped by the two death eaters guarding the door. She wasn’t going to give up on you though. If she couldn’t go inside and save you, she was going to wait outside the door until she could.

The torturing went on for 3 hours. You were constantly hit with the crucio curse, followed by slaps across the face that resulting in blood rushing from your nose and mouth. Tears poured down your face and your entire body ached. You just wanted it to be over. In fact, you would’ve preferred to be killed instead of tortured like this.

After four hours of agonizing pain, Bellatrix and the others finally left. You didn’t leave the ground though. You didn’t know if it was possible for you to get up because you hurt so bad. Minutes later, Professor McGonagall busted through the door and was instantly by your side. She helped you to her office and cleaned you up. Unfortunately, she wouldn’t be able to erase the memories from this traumatic experience and the humiliation the followed behind it. 

———

You jolted up in your sleep for the millionth time that year. Every time you closed your eyes, you were revisited by the same memories over and over again followed by the same pain. 

For weeks you’ve been tempted to visit him. To ask him for help. You were beginning to trust him again after learning his reasonings for everything he did, but it was hard. 

You finally worked up enough courage and slowly made your way down to the dungeons. You stood in front of his door for what seemed like hours. Finally, you forced yourself to knock on the door. 

“Enter.” You heard his deep, monotone voice say.

You haven’t spoken to him once since the war ended so you were the last person he was expecting to see. 

“Sir.” you spoke quietly.

He widened his eyes at your unexpected visit. “Can we talk?” You asked.

He simply nodded his head and you sat down. 

The second you sat down, you told him everything. About your dreams, and the pain, and how you’re sorry. When you finished, you were in tears, crying uncontrollably. 

Severus was genuinely worried about you.  He knew how bad you felt and knew you were having nightmares. The only way he could think of to help you, resulted in him quickly grabbing you and pulling you in close. He wrapped his arms around you and slowly rocked back and forth.

“shh” he said quietly  “everything is going to be okay y/n. I’m going to help you. Im here.” 

[wearethegladiators]

*SENDS BACK A THOUSAND CHEF’S KISSES*

Ptn I’m so inspired but I’m so busy like!! Pourquoi je m’inscris à 2 forums en même temps aussi

Anyway have you seen Tom Felton’s latest IG posts because CASSIEL FEELINGS ARE STILL GOING STRONG

 Visual representation of Wynona by the beginning of Incendio:

Also I guess she’d be sort of middle-ground between Sacha and Nathan?? The dragons are her kids yo, she’s literally in a “the more family I lose the more dragons I will have” sort of shit. BUT at the same my girl likes a good fire…. And so dragons…..

Plus I mean it’s obvious she’s never given up on the Rebellion. She did not want to join originally because of the kids, but she hates so goddamn much this government and like?? The Ryders are muggleborns?? She’s angry as fuck rn.

(The fact that she’s siding with the Muggleborn Resistance is proof of that ofc, but it’s also out of opportunity. She can rebel while doing her own thing, that’s good with her atm. Or so she tries to believe)

Mdrrrr nan c’était pas cringy!! En vrai autant je trouve que certains de mes plots étaient invraisemblables autant j’ai pas été choquée par notre manière d’écrire mdrrrr (bon sauf quelques traits d’humour. Ça, je. Hm. Oui.)

GIVE NATHAN SOME SOLID BROMANCE 2K19 Avec le Charlie Hunnam là, Lily dit pas non :siffle:

  Mdrrrr ouais all this pureblood shit is so awkward for her I swear to God. Pretty sure that at one point she showed up in a Sioux outfit and everyone was like “…….. *cricket noises*”

Tbh Emori’s glow-up for the prime thingy is a 100% Wynona showing up to these events (plus they have relatively similar styles au quotidien) YASSS QUEEEEN (still a weird thought yeah mdr) (i thought at some point Luisa would be a good fc for Wyn btw) (and also Indyamarie Jean!! plus she’s like half native american or so) (but your last gifset i mean??)

BON KIERAN IS ON THE LIST

Omg I didn’t think about it (whispering the names before going to sleep) but 100% this is so HER

I mean even though she stopped her terrorist “phase” (IT’S NOT A PHASE MOM) she’s still living by the words of her family. She’s still angry. She’s still about fire. Tbh she’s gonna die in a ring of fire one way or another

SO THE SHEEPS ARE STILL NOT SAFE OK

(mdr Nathan sweetheart btw)

“but they would put her head on a stick so maybe not.” yeah what about trying to avoid that amirite

“did she anger the yaxley family and if so can nathan and her go after rick yaxley like the power couple they are?? just couple things… murder….arson…” well I mean if Rick and Wynona ever sat at the same table to talk about politics…. I don’t think he would really like her…

plus he’s on the list anyway because he hurt Nathan and Nathan is part of The Tribe™ and no one hurts The Tribe™

Mdr can you imagine Wyn literally bringing Rick to Nathan like “woopsie doopsie I think I may have a present for you” :arrow: (MAYBE A SIMPLE TEAMING UP WOULD DO UH) (mdr Rick is a bitch don’t tell me he’s not gonna make girlfriend jokes)

RED. Honestly I thought she’d be dead BUT I actually like to think of her as having survived the shitstorm, being still relatively sane and undyingly loyal to Nathan?? Because that’d be quite a plot twist judging who she is, but it would be interesting to see her as “wiser”, and especially, the ride-or-die lieutenant (ISN’T THAT SUPPOSED TO BE LILY THO OY)

(I mean especially if Red was close to Aron, she’s definitely trying to live up to his memory, so there’s that as well)

Wesh Win is gonna make so much fun of the MacFusty if they didn’t even play the dragons card 

NOW I really think Carmen and Win must have teamed up on some terrorist shit. No wonder the world c o l l a p s e d

(yeah yeah, Nathan-Carmen-Wynona is such a bad idea. Let’s not do it. Never ever. *winkwink*)

I mean they could be a trouple. I wouldn’t be incredibly surprised to learn that Win has hooked up with Carmen once or twice tbh :siffle: (WHY IS EVERYONE HAVING SEX WITH EVERYONE)

And meanwhile

My girl Lily

Anyway. NATHAN EXPELLED WYNONA. No wonder there’s some unresolved angst™ (actually, maybe not so much. Wynona is all about justice and she’s going to respect any decision/”trial”. She’s a “I did what I did and I will face the consequences of it” gal.)

 I read “try yoga hug” and I’m honestly here for it

“I AM going to be 23 and who am i??? i cry at cute animals videos!!! sometimes i forget to eat!!!” This was so relatable it kinda hurt tbh :////

MDR NATHAN AND LILY LAUGHING ABOUT THE SHIT THEY DID IN THE WAR IS A BIG-ASS MOOD, come on why’s everybody so serious :face:

THE MURPHY GIF

Nathan and Lily are gonna have so much fights omg

RICK GETTING INTO LILY’S HEAD????? …. kinda makes sense….

“how is nathan supposed to RELAX and let lily BE when she’s always in so much trouble?????” TROUBLE USUALLY FINDS ME BITCH. True tho, sorry big bro

“ça me fume” ptn Elo t’es si française jpp j’adore

THE REBELLION AND THE MUGGLEBORN RESISTANCE CLASHING WOULD BE SO DRAMATIC OMG I’m here for it

I don’t even think that would be a trigger for Lily tho tbh because active denial™ BUT there definitely would be people calling her on her bullshit (maybe even Fury??? Who sort of created this whole dynamic, or at least pushed her into that direction)

 Gnnn I actually love Fury so much, I’m binge-watching Peaky Blinders rn and I LOVE CILLIAN MURPHY TO DEATH and it just hit me that Fury could be an!! Irish!! Traveler!! THE POTENTIAL. Gypsy magic I’m so so so here for it

(also people probably don’t understand any shit he says so Lily has to translate it all)

(he likes (well, respects) Nathan a lot btw, too bad it’s not réciproque :( probably really likes the Blackbird girl too hihi)

“it’s okay they’ve been busy they just kinda forgot that they’re not JUST the red leader or morrigan or an auderic or a mudblood, they’re also FAMILY” THE TEARS IN MY EYES BITCH THIS IS SO TRUE

They really really really really need to talk it out/hug it out

Lily’s so far deep tho, like even if Nathan calls her out on her bullshit once she’d be like “Idk what you’re talking about, I’m fine, really, SI SI”

BUT she really needs to have this emotional breakdown where she goes like “there HAS TO be a reason why I’m still alive?? I HAVE TO save these people?? My people???”

Omg this moment is 10000% happening when Nathan’s losing his leg

She’d feel so guilty, like she failed to protect him

One thing I’ve always liked about Nathalily’s relationship is how it’s not what it seems like at first glance?? Cause it sounds like Lily is heavily dependent on Nathan’s for protection and Nathan’s needs Lily so much to “protect him emotionally” sort of? And actually Lily needs Nathan so fucking much to stay sane/ALIVE and Nathan needs his baby sister to save his drunken/reckless ass every once in a while :’))) IN MY MIND IT’S WAY CLEARER BUT ANYWAY

FEELS

She’d be there in a SECOND as soon as she hears about Nathan getting hurt

Idk why I have the scene of the Weasley twins after George lost his ear in mind

That’s definitely round 2 of “you’re my family too, I lost sight of that” and “I’M SO PROUD OF YOU BITCH” (mdr the “Nathan doesn’t cry but I sure do” part was so relatable mdrrrr)

Anyway drama drama drama feels feels feels!!

Also I actually don’t want Nathan to lose his leg, he’s already in emotional pain yo :’(((((

Can we talk about how Nathan and Wynona used to be sex-symbols/rock stars/badass athletes and now they’re both CRIPPLED

(I’m sorry but Nathan losing a leg also quite inevitably means Wynona being back into the picture)

Maybe he’s been sent to the Blackbird ranch for recovery :’)))

Makes me think that Lily is actually still… “whole”??? Like she’s got scars and shit but in spite of everything she’s been through she’s physically still ok? (besides the Occlumens thingy)

Interesting how the weaker one is still fully in capacity hé

I mean she’s got that black magic wound thing…. WAIT

WHAT IF IT’S ACTUALLY A CURSE

I always thought this was a progressive thing and this would eventually kill her

Have I already considered having Lily die in the middle of the night because of this when she survived so much shit?? YES YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF THIS

But my girl deserves better so

Anyway what if it’s a curse actually related to death and this is why she attracts/is attracted to death so much???? Deatheaters may have done that to make fun of her survivor/Banshee vibes but that would make sense?? (i don’t really appreciate death eaters’ humor yo)

What’s this quote again

“Her presence always signed imminent death, torture, betrayal, or some other horror”

I’m having I D E A S I need to sort this out

 ‘est-ce que lily va se faire soulever un jour’ MDRRRRR didn’t have a drink but it was TOUT COMME ptn Lily’s MY DAUGHTER j’étais pas prête DU TOUT

En vrai interesting because they’re all screwing each other but Lily… I mean she was supposed to hook up with this one guy on Excidium but besides that?? I honestly don’t think she’s ever been with anyone else since the beginning of the war??

Mdr she had so many boyfriends in Hogwarts and now look at her

But she doesn’t have time for that? And she doesn’t want it? And she wouldn’t be able to take it if she lost that other person too?

ACTUALLY that would do her so much good but she just can’t see that

MAYBE FURY??

Mdr sorry pls let her have a nice functional guy

(funny how Wynona’s quite openly bisexual when coming from a very close-minded family and I think of Lily and Aron as strictly straight when they come from a much more tolerant background?? Idk)

(anyway yeah the Evans were Christians but at least for the parents it was this whole “RELIGION IS ABOUT LOVE, ALL TYPES OF LOVE” vibe)

(anyway je diverge)

Also she’s still pretty much traumatized by the fact that she lost her first love and learnt about it… almost a year later mdr

She carried the earrings he gave her for SO LONG, she probably lost it by now but still

It’s like the original trauma of the war

(sometimes I think about the toxic aspects of Mily’s relationship but today is not the day)

“do you think nathan will ever see that lily is not a kid anymore or will he always be like “oh yes my little sister she’s like… 15….” even when they’re both 30…40…50 years old lmao” MDR BIG ASS MOOD I LOVE THEM

Wait Edan’s ooooold

Sacha’s breaking my heart pls tell him I’m sending a hug

“SORRY I’M JUST A DRAGON RIDER” WESH

“SORRY I JUST HAVE VOICES IN MY HEAD” :arrow:

Lily probably felt this so much when she first arrived to the Rebellion, she was still a kid and Nathan was overprotective and she wasn’t a great fighter and no one could understand how she had made it??

Just thinking how the rebellion may have tried somehow to exploit Lily’s banshee capacities and how Nathan would not appreciate it :’) but she’d thought it was kind of her only weapon so

Idk but yeah banshee!Lily is canon I guess

Tbh I LIVE for the idea of characters never meeting in Hogwarts even though they were so close?? Idk like Wynona/Nathan, even Sacha/Lily

Or maybe she’d know him vaguely

Lily was quite known as the gnome that will kick anyone’s asses for calling someone a Mudblood so maybe something like that, but not a full-fledged friendship?? Or once again they almost killed each other in Quidditch you know, shit happens

That’d be fun tho if they recognized each other

SACHA AS THE THERAPIST AND PEOPLE THROWING THINGS AT HIM I’M :’((((( we don’t deserve him do we

Meanwhile Wynona

·         lmao no one: 

·         literally no one:

·         wynona: hey you want to FIGHT bITCH?

WILLY

Mdrrrr bah Kira avait quand même mis une tarte à Lily (ou l’avait poussé dans un mur aussi je crois) et il était devenu son psy LE CHAOS

(bon et Milo essayait de noyer Lily/lui faisait exploser des bouteilles de bière sur la tête/faisait des rape jokes aussi des fois)

(NOT TODAY ON A DIT)

Anyway: chaotic energy is the least we can say mdrrrr

Mdr I’m here for a weekend d’escapade tbh (NO JOHN DO involved tho)

Mdr Nathan really was a piece of shit on Les AM sometimes :’) can Lily tell him already how she admires that he became a better man at war

I mean she kind of feels it you know

NATHAN AND WYNONA CASUALLY DISCUSSING TRAUMA IS *chef’s kiss* (mdr sorry but this whole part about emo!Nathan made me laugh so much mdrrrr)

They’re definitely gonna fight on their first meeting and I’m here for it

I mean Wyn is NOT hard to trigger and she’d be so mad she may let slip some personal stuff like “SO YOU’RE THE ONE NEVER SHOWING UP TO LITTLE PURIES PARTIES”

Also it’s a fun dynamic bc that means they may know their whole names and faces and sort of family backgrounds when the Rebellion was still all about anonymity at that time?? Mdr she’d feel so threatened she’d probably think “I won’t hesitate to murder this mofo if he becomes creepy yo” but then he’s hot

Wynona leaving him kicking his ass without giving the info

Wynona showing up to the next rebellion meeting without him being aware, grumpy face bras croisés *sigh*

I don’t why I’ve always felt a Dorne vibe with both the Blackbirds and the Shafiqs but ANYWAY they could get along well

Too bad Wyn just wants lands for her kids and dragons

PLOT TWIST: THE WEDDING WE WERE TALKING ABOUT ACTUALLY IS THAT OF WYN AND NATHAN

Mdr now I have that in mind THANKS ELO

I mean…. That we could be a temporary thingy…. We’re trying to heal each other we love each other… until we realize we’re burning each other up too much…. *falls* *dies ensouvelie sous les feels*

Mdr the pureblood reactions

Btw vu que je rame sur mon chapitre JE SPOILE mais en gros je voulais finir sur une base de 2 mangemorts qui discutent de la newbie Blackbird et qui finissent par lâcher un « faudrait peut-être redessiner les plans de table. Manquerait plus qu’elle s’accoquine avec l’Auderic » MDRRRR

Sorry

YDRIA YDRIA

I mean she needs to come to the wedding

PLOT TWIST²: the “bad guys” (Ydria, the Americans) are actually HELPING the rebellion (they’re still scary people tho I’m not sure we should want that)

they’re all originally coming for the wedding

(but!! Native American magic!! Sorry)

PTN NATHAN AND WOLVES JSUIS MORTE PARCE QUE

There are wolves on the Blackbird ranch, we don’t know why they’re from BUT THEY’RE HERE

WYNONA NOT KNOWING AND PROUDLY SHOWING THEM TO NATHAN

(or if they’re still en froid just mentioning it casually thinking it’ll make him happy)

Aron found a dog at some point and it literally ended up being his last true friend/source of joy and this dog MAY VERY WELL HAVE LOOKED LIKE A WOLF

This dog may be following Lily everywhere now?? (Or did she let him go because this was too painful)

Aron had also adopted a kid btw mdr

A kid Lily is now raising :’) Mom!Lily may be rising in the end

ANYWAY THE FEELS FEELS FEELS

Wynona showing up to the battlefields with 2 dragons and Nathan with wolves?? Has anyone ever made fun of our crippled huh????

(I’m here for a pureblood recap thingy bc I actually don’t know enough about them to write about it hihihi)

(merci pour la chrono btw!!!!!)

 just seen one of the gifsets you’ve reblogged and is Nathan ever gonna call out Lily on a “THE MORRIGAN? IT’S A STORY FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD” basis??

idk if you can tell but I stopped the 100 for a while, went back to it and I’m having loads of Blake siblings feels zhgfshfslq

I’m also having Nathange feels now. Why can’t Nathan have simple relationships with women

PTN IF RICK IS RESPONSIBLE FOR NATHAN’S LEG I know at least 2 women that will come for him :face: :face: :face:

CARMEN GET IN LOSER you’re also part of the Nathan defense squad amirite

the Morrigan, a child ripper and une ex-tueuse à gages come knocking to your door

PTN BACK TO WYNONA AND SACHA AND GIVING EACH OTHER DRAGONS

Wynona raised one of her dragons. He’s a scary dragon. He’s a threatening dragon. What if the dragon raised by Sacha is goofy af and keeps on making “”jokes”” and Wynona’s always looking at him like “……..” but she secretly loves him/her to death just like Sacha arfhdhsfhqfcq and also she can ride him/her!!!!!

AND WHAT IF THE DRAGON WYN HAS GIVEN TO SACHA IS SO OVERPROTECTIVE

LIKE A MOTHER

And Sacha will never be at peace anymore because this dragon is always watching his ass :’) through his window while he’s sleeping :’) through the ranch while he’s working :’)

CAN MY HEART TAKE ANYMORE FEELS AND CAN THEY BE ABOUT DRAGONS

(I also appreciate Nathan and Wyn together A LOT because they’re both such n e r d s like omg some of the discussions they must be having)

Just saying I’m very excited for Nathan’s story hihihihi!!!!!! It’s been so long since I haven’t read you btw!!!

Alice’s death :’(((

NATHAN ALREADY LOST HIS LEG???? I’m not ready I don’t want this bb :( :(

Ptn je regarde plus TWD depuis des années mais je viens de voir une vidéo sur Carol and NOW I NEED une ex-Auror trop badass, genre Maugrey Fol Œil en féminin, dans la résistance et/ou la rébellion

Et Rosita qui a un bb !! PTN MAINTENANT J’IMAGINE WYN ENCEINTE MAIS

Ecoutez j’ai un train à 7h demain il me semble plus raisonnable d’aller se coucher c’en est trop pour mon cœur

Je sais pas si j’ai dit quoi que ce soit de constructif dans ce post mais yallah bye homies <3

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All Was Well (2/??)

Summary: Harry and Draco struggle with life after the war. Together, things my not be easier, but they sure are more interesting.

A/N: Alright guys, part 2 has arrived and I can promise part three will be up next tuesday as well! (finally, a posting schedule for at least one fic lmao) Things are pretty fast paced in this fic so far but I hope you like it!!

Pairing: Drarry

Word Count: 2653

Warnings: None

Part 1

Draco wakes to an empty bed. He wonders, for a moment, if any part of last night actually happened. He glances around the unfamiliar room before his eyes land on a piece of parchment on the pillow next to his.

Draco,

Don’t worry, you didn’t imagine last night. I just went down to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. I hope you like pancakes.

Harry

Draco smiles to himself before kicking the covers off and quickly making his way down the stairs to the kitchen.

The closer he gets to the kitchen, the smell of cooking bacon wafts through the house  and the sounds of sizzling get louder.

Through the doorway, he can see Harry poking at something in a pan with a pair of tongs, his shoulders moving up and down with a sigh.

“Master Potter wished for Kreacher to tell him when Master Draco was awake.”

Harry perks up at the mention of Draco’s name and Draco can’t help the smile that fixes itself on his face.

“I did, didn’t I?” Harry asks himself before turning to look at the gnarled house elf at his side.

“Yes, Master Potter did.” Kreacher nods. “He is just behind you. Kreacher thinks he is waiting for you to notice him.”

Harry jumps in reaction to the information and quickly turns around so he can greet Draco, a large smile firmly in place on his face.

“Hey,” Harry casts a quick stasis charm on the breakfast sizzling away on the stove and makes his way over to the blond waiting for him in the doorway. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”

“Don’t worry, you didn’t.” Draco smiles at him and folds his arms over his chest.

“Good,” Harry nods once. “Do you want to help with breakfast?”

“I’m not really sure if I should. I’m rubbish at anything that isn’t tea.” Draco admits, a faint blush creeping across his pale cheeks. Harry grins at him and chuckles softly in response.

“That’s alright,” He gestures for Draco to follow him into the kitchen. “Just means you get to make the tea.”

Draco rolls his eyes and trails after Harry, hoisting himself up onto the counter so he can watch Harry cook, his heels bumping against the cabinets. When the time came, Harry directed Draco to where the mugs and kettle were so he could get the tea started before the rest of the food was ready. In no time, breakfast is ready and both boys sit on the floor as they can’t be bothered to sit at the table.

“So,” Draco says, staring intently at a piece of bacon that’s suddenly very interesting. “I actually kissed you?”

“Yup,” Harry says simply before shoving a rather large bite of pancake into his mouth.

“And you’re not mad?”

“Not at all.” Harry mumbles around his bite of pancake.

Draco’s silent for a beat before asking another question. “Are you sure?”

“Merlin’s beard, Draco! I’m not upset with you!” Harry cries in exasperation, letting his head fall back against the cupboard behind him. “I think you’re fit, alright? Have done since that day at ‘Dromeda’s place when we agreed to be civil. I just…” He scrubs a hand over his face before continuing. “How could I be angry when you decided to do something I’m too much of a wuss to do myself?”

Draco stares at Harry, silently processing what he’s said. In the end all he can bring himself to say is, “You think I’m fit?”

Harry lifts his head, looking at Draco incredulously before letting his head fall against the cabinet behind him again.

“That’s not an answer, Potter.” Draco says, trying his best to force some malice into his voice and failing.

Harry rolls his eyes and lifts his head to meet Draco’s gaze. “Yes, I think you’re fit. Happy?”

Draco squirms a bit under Harry’s gaze, chewing on his lip contemplatively. He gestures for Harry to come to him, placing his plate of breakfast on the floor beside him. Harry obliges, shuffling over to the blond, his breakfast momentarily forgotten, and sitting back on his calves.  Draco leans forward, his nose inches from Harry’s. “You’re a complete arse.”

“I don’t see what that has to do with me thinking you’re attractive,” Harry scowls at Draco who just smirks back.

“Shut up, would you?”

“Draco, what the hell-” Draco grabs the collar of Harry’s shirt, pulls him forward, and presses his lips against Harry’s. Harry initially freezes, his eyes going wide in surprise. It takes him a moment to realize what’s happening, but when he does his eyes flutter shut and he smiles before he shifts slightly so he can kiss Draco back. He brings his hands up to gently cup Draco’s face and breaks away, pressing their foreheads together.

Draco covers Harry’s hands with his own and hums contentedly. “That was definitely better than the first time.”

Harry laughs and runs his thumbs over Draco’s cheekbones. “A little warning would have been nice though.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Draco asks, pulling away from Harry so he can look him in the eye. “What does this mean for us?”

“It doesn’t have to mean a thing if you don’t want it to.” Harry sits back on his calves. He takes Draco’s hands in his and traces over the young man’s knuckles.

Draco’s hands tense in Harry’s. “I do want it to mean something. But what about your friends? My parents…” Draco’s eyes widen. “Bloody hell, my parents don’t even know I’m gay. My father’s going to have the fit of the Millennium when he finds out!”

“You don’t have to tell your parents until you’re ready.” Harry says very calmly. “The only person who knows I’m bi is Ginny.”

“HARRY,” Ginny’s voice echoes through the house.

“She’s also the only person who has access to my floo.” Draco laughs quietly and Harry leans away from him slightly. “WE’RE IN THE KITCHEN, GIN.” He yells back.

“Who the fuck is we?” Ginny asks, her footsteps pounding down the stairs to the kitchen. She freezes in the doorway. “Oh,” She intones. “Malfoy?” She asks, more to Harry than Draco.

“Yes, Malfoy.” Harry answers.

“Huh,” She lifts her eyebrows in mild surprise. “Ooh, pancakes.”

She grabs a plate from the cupboard and helps herself to the stack of leftover pancakes and plops down on the floor a ways away from the boys.

Draco turns back to Harry, eyes wide with surprise. “Well, that certainly was-”

“I’d watch your mouth if I were you, Malfoy.” Ginny mumbles around a bit of pancake.

“Well I was going to say unexpected anyway, so you haven’t got much to worry about, now have you?” Draco drawls out.

Harry lets out a burst of laughter at the look of surprise on Ginny’s face, plops down beside Draco and summons his breakfast with a flick of his wrist. Draco blushes at the display and shuffles ever so slightly closer to Harry. Harry grins and takes a bite out of a piece of bacon.

The trio eats in silence until Ginny can’t take it any longer.

“So, how’d this happen?” She asks, gesturing between the two of them with her fork..

“Draco came for a visit last night and it was much too late for him to be out on his own so I had him stay the night.” Harry answers with a shrug. “No big deal.”

“No, I meant the two of you snogging on the kitchen floor.” She clarifies. “How’d that happen?”

“Oh, Draco ambushed me.”

“You say that like you hated it!” Draco protests.

“Oh yes, it was absolutely terrible. I was forced to kiss a gorgeous blond in my own kitchen. Someone, please, call the Ministry, I simply must file a report!” Harry says dramatically, pressing the back of his hand to his forehead and letting his head head fall to Draco’s shoulder.

Draco shoves him and only succeeds in making him laugh.

“Arse.” He huffs, a smile slowly stretching his lips. Harry just nods and laughs harder.

“So you’re really doing this?” Ginny asks.

“Doing what?” Harry answers with his own question as soon as he manages to reign in his laughter.

“Dating Draco Malfoy.”

“I… well,” Harry looks to Draco. “We were kind of talking about that when you showed up. At this point I think we both want to, but neither of us is really out yet, yeah?”

Draco nods. “Yes. That, and I don’t want people thinking that you’re with me because I slipped you a potion or bewitched you just to bolster my family’s reputation.”

“I hadn’t even thought of that.” Harry admits, his brow furrowing.

“It looks like you’ve got some stuff to sort out before you two make a solid decision on where you stand with each other.” Ginny observes, cutting through her stack of pancakes with her fork.

“I suppose we do.” Draco agrees, a frown overtaking his features.

Ginny hauls herself to her feet, breakfast in hand, and takes the few steps necessary to reach the door of the kitchen. “I’m gonna go upstairs and eat these, come find me when you’ve got this sorted.”

The two young men watch her leave before immediately turning back to one another.

“Would you really want to go through with this?” Harry asks. “A relationship with me, I mean.”

“Me? I should be asking you the same question!” Draco exclaims. “I’m a Deatheater for fucks sake.”

“Were, Draco. You were a Deatheater, and even then you didn’t want to be.”

“That doesn’t matter.”

“What does then?”

“You’re really willing to put up with the bullshit they’ll spout about you if word that we’re together gets out?”

“It’s not as if it’ll be any different from what I’ve dealt with ever since I found out I was a wizard. What I’m worried about is what the press will say about you.” Draco opens his mouth to protest but Harry cuts him off. “Yes, former Deatheater, I know, but I don’t give a shit. I care about how this could affect you and I don’t want to force you into anything.”

Draco snorts derisively. “As if you could ever force me to do anything.”

“I also don’t want you to feel like you have an obligation towards me.” Harry says softly. “This is all really… new to me, I guess, and I don’t want to mess it up.”

“I hate to admit it, but you are one of the most accidentally talented people I know and I’m pretty sure that if one of us is going to fuck this up it’s going to be me.”

“Are we over thinking this?” Harry asks. “Because before Ginny even brought it up, we were fine.”

Draco blinks a few times, his brow furrowing. “You’re right.”

The corners of Harry’s mouth twitch up into a smile. “Do you just want to take it slow and figure things out as we go along?”

“Sounds incredibly smart coming from your dumb arse.” Draco says, signature smirk firmly in place. “And it’s a good thing I like your arse.”

“Well, it is a rather nice one, isn’t it?” Harry asks, cheerily wiggling his eyebrows at the blond beside him. Draco laughs and places a tender kiss on the corner of Harry’s mouth.

“That it is, Potter. That it is.”

–

Harry and Draco sat together on the floor and finished their breakfast in silence, their shoulders brushing occasionally. When they’ve finished up, Harry pushes himself up and to his feet, plate in hand, and offers Draco a hand up. Draco takes his hand only to be yanked up and onto his feet, his body pressed against Harry’s. Draco’s face flushes and Harry grins up at him before pulling away and running hot water into the sink.

Harry holds his hand out to Draco. “Give me your plate.”

“Alright,” Draco hands the plate to the raven haired young man and leans against the counter, watching him place the dirtied pans and utensils in the sink. “You know there are spells that will do the washing up for you, right?”

“I know,” A smile flickers at the corner of Harry’s mouth. “I just like doing it by hand.”

“Why?”

“When I was living with my aunt, uncle and cousin, I was basically live in help that they got to beat up on and starve when they felt like it.”

“Harry…”

“When I was doing chores, especially doing the dishes or gardening, I got a little bit of peace. As long as I was doing what I was told, they would leave me alone and I could finally have a bit of respite from my shitty life.” His hands still, arms resting on the lip of the sink, and he turns his face towards Draco, smiling sheepishly. “Sounds a bit mental when I say it out loud, doesn’t it?”

Draco shakes his head. “It really doesn’t.” He pushes himself off the counter and places a hand on Harry’s right hip, resting his chin on the young man’s left shoulder.

“Coming from you, I’m not sure that’s entirely reassuring.” Harry says, picking up a pan and pouring dish soap into it.

A laugh rumbles through Draco’s chest and Harry can feel it vibrate against his back causing a smile to sneak onto his face. “Well if we’re both mental, at least we’re mental together, eh?”

Harry rolls his eyes. “I suppose so.”

“Do you want any help with the washing?” Draco asks.

“Would you mind drying the clean dishes and putting them away when you’re done?”

“Not at all.” Draco drops his nose to the curve in Harry’s neck and breathes deeply before moving away from the shorter man and pulling the dish towel from the oven door’s handle.

The two of them worked on in a comfortable silence, only the quiet clinking of plates against one another, the sponge rasping against the surfaces being scrubbed and the whisper of terrycloth against wet dishes filling the kitchen.

When they’re done, they walk hand in hand up the stairs to the sitting room to speak with Ginny.

As they enter the sitting room, they’re met by Ginny lounging in a deceivingly lumpy armchair, finishing up her breakfast. The two young men wait quietly, in hopes of her noticing them, but Draco gets impatient and clears his throat to get her attention. Ginny starts, almost dropping the syrupy plate in her hand.

“Circe, Malfoy!” She exclaims. “Can’t you give a girl fair warning instead of sneaking up like that?”

“We didn’t sneak up on you, we’ve been standing here for five minutes waiting for you to notice us.” Draco practically growls. Harry lightly elbows him in the side, silently reminding him to be civil.

Ginny turns her gaze on Harry and raises her eyebrows to him questioningly. Harry simply responds the same expression, earning an eye roll from her in return.

“Have you two figured out what you’re going to do?” Ginny asks

“We have, actually.” Harry answers. “We’re going to let our relationship develop as it will and we’ll deal with the repercussions as they present themselves.”

“And you’ve really thought this through?” She questions.

“Not entirely, but that’s the beauty of it, Weasley.” Draco answers. “I don’t know about you, but I don’t want my relationship to be planned and over with before it even begins.”

Ginny looks him over, eyebrows lifting in mild surprise. “You’re not exactly what I thought you would be, Malfoy.”

“I can only hope that I will continue to surprise you.” He drawls, his voice tinged with sarcasm.

“Really, Harry? How will you ever be able to put up with this much sarcasm?” Ginny says, jerking her thumb at Draco.

“I put up with you, don’t I?”

“Fair enough.” She hauls herself up from her chair and heads toward the kitchen. “So what do you two boys want to do today?”

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part 3

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The mirror part 2

The next morning she dragged Barnaby to the gryffindor table and sat him by Ben. Ben seemed to notice her eyes where red and as soon as she said the name Talbott he was on his feet. "I'll kill him," Charlie and the rest of the quidditch team had to swarm Ben to pin him to the ground, "Barnaby kill Talbott. He made Claire cry," Barnaby sprung into action anger contorting his face, "wait don't kill him I'll kill him," Ben said while struggling under Charlie.

"Mr. Copper, I won't condone violent behavior," professor Mcgonagall said sharply, "the same goes for you Mr. Lee."

"It was my fault professor,"

"Don't be ridiculous, Miss Reyes."

"You didn't ask these boys to go murder their classmate." Both of Ben and Barnaby started fighting even harder to get away.

"Please don't punish them, I can talk them out of it."

"I would like to see you try Miss Reyes."

"I broke up with Talbott!" She felt her face heat up as both boys stopped fighting.

"Y-you did?" Ben asked.

"Yes!"

"But your eyes are red," Ben said

"You must of been crying," Barnaby added.

"I have allergies!"

"I stand corrected," Mcgonagall said amused.

And that was the end of that. She didn't tell Ben how she felt. The mirror though a wonderful fantasy was just that fantasy. Why would good, sweet, noble, brave Ben want a deatheater's daughter?

She decided that she would just keep curling up in his robes when the dormitory felt particularly empty, it was enough. She wished Rowan was here. Rowan was the smart one she would of known what to do. Just being Ben's best friend was enough. She didn't deserve him anyway.

It wasn't till Barnaby one morning slammed his orange juice down rather violently things changed. Both Claire and Merula jumped in suprise. "You need to stop it Claire. I'm sick of it. I've been more than patient with you," Barnaby said.

"Stop what?" She looked to Merula for support but she just shrugged. However, she was wearing her, 'I know what he's saying but I can't tell you' look.

"You need to tell Ben how you feel!" He yelled face turning red with frustration.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what your talking about." Claire defended eating her toast.

"Don't lie to me." He glared at her, "I know you better. Your head over heels for him."

"I'm not! He's my best friend!"

"Oh yes you are," Merula said, "you cuddle up in his robes when your upset. And you must of invented some sort of charm to keep them smelling like him cus you sniff the sleeves!"

Claire's face burst into flame. If she could die on the spot she would of gladly done so. Perhaps she could ask the bloody baron to drive her through with a sword. "Y-you know about that?" Her voice cracked a bit.

"Oh yes I do, you've been doing it since he gave you that robe in sixth year!" Merlua said indignantly.

"You've probably been in love with him since first year," Barnaby added, "you looked like you wanted to cry when he kissed Abby." Abby as it turned out was the gryffindor girl from charms she hadn't recognize during the mirror incident.

"She was using him," Claire defended.

"Yes, using him to snog," Merula said sarcastically.

"Even if I do like him-I'm not saying I do, he's dating Abby, I couldn't just ruin his relationship he's happy."

"Does he look happy to you?" Merula asked.

She looked across the tables to see Ben hunched over his charms notebook, Abby was trying to get his attention but he ignored her continuing to work on a new spell she guessed.

"I don't know." She said finaly.

"You know," Barnaby said softly, "Abby looks a lot like you minus some key differences."

"What are you saying Barnaby?"

"It could be completely possible that Ben fancys you and is just using Abby as a place holder." He said expertly.

"When you go up to Ben he always gives you his full attention does he not?" Merlua asked.

"Yes but-"

"When you were in a coma in the hospital wing, for a week he would vist you every day and read to you, he even snuck in a slept by your side once,"

Barnaby said. Claire felt her face get redder she didn't know that.

"So why not tell him?" Merlua gently prodded.

"I don't deserve him. Its my fault Rowan-and who in their right mind would want a deatheater's daughter?"

"That's Ben's decision," Barnaby said softly. "If you don't tell him we will."

"You wouldn't."

"We already have it arranged."

"Please just a little more time-"

"Two days," Merula said firmly.

"Okay," she tried to enjoy the two days but it was hard. Ben kept hovering over her saying she was sad and it was worrying him. He had done so much to try and cheer her up, Honeydukes, her favorite tea, he even told her about a cheer up charm he was working on, (the others he used had no effect). How was she supposed to tell him that she was sad he would no longer want to be her friend? That in two days time he would be disgusted by the very sight of her. He wouldn't want a deatheater's daughter after all.

It was after dinner when she made her way to the artifact room, she had told Merula and Barnaby she would confess tonight. She held his robes as she waited for him smelling them one last time. This was it. The moment all conact with Ben would end, but at least it was on her terms.

Ben open the door smiling apologetically, "sorry Abby was a nightmare to get away from. Are you gonna finally tell me what's made you so sad?"

She shoved the robes in his arms, "I'm sorry, but I love you" and she ran. She ran out down the floors out the front doors past Hagrid's cottage all the way to the forbidden forest. Out of breath she reasoned she was far enough away to stop. Tears came quickly, she wiped them away. She couldn't bear to hear Ben's rejection, running away seemed like the best option. Cowardly yes, but it hurt less.

Suddenly a warm pair of arms wrapped around her. She fought back, she was not going to be kidnapped by a mystery person and killed, no not today.

"Its me, its okay," Ben's soft voice cane to her ears. No not Ben, she fought harder to get away. Ben was that last person she wanted to see, he was going to deliver her rejection right here and now. Eventually Ben had managed to pin her to the ground using his size and superior strength to keep her still. "Claire please stop struggling," he said gently.

"No!" She shouted trying to wriggle free, "let me go Ben please!" She begged

"Just listen to me only for a moment."

"No!" she started beating her small fists against his chest as if it would make him move off of her.

Gently he took her arm in one of his large hands, "Claire-"

"No! Don't say it!" She turned away from him.

Suddenly she felt a warm sensation on her cheek then her forehead and her chin and her nose. She wanted to die on the spot when she realized what he was doing.

She turned her head to face him, to say something anything, tell him to stop perhaps. When suddenly the warmth was on her lips. Was Ben Copper kissing her? What a strange world it was. Well, she could enjoy this while it lasted he was probably only doing it to calm her down after all. Ben's tongue seemed to be determined to maker her think otherwise, it explored her mouth not leaving a single thing untouched. Until he started to wrestle with her own tongue. When they needed air he pulled away from her face scarlett and buried his head in her neck, he said something muffled.

"What?" She asked runing her fingers through his hair.

"I love you," Ben said breathlessly in her ear.

"What about Abby?"

"We snogged once, then she thought she was my girlfriend. She's been a nightmare honestly. She keeps going on about how she saw up in the mirror and it's fate or something."

"Ben can I see what you saw in the mirror? I'll show you mine."

"I suppose so," he breathed out moving above her.

She started to gently prod his mind. "Ben think about the mirror it will make it easier," he nodded and she found it.

Ben was standing in front of the mirror and suddenly Claire appeared from behind him. She was wearing his scarf instead of Talbott's. Suddenly without prompting mirror Claire yanked on his tie and kissed him. After she finished she looked at him with adoration, mirror Ben returned the look. They had started holding hands.

Gently she started to show him what she saw in the mirror.

"You want- with me?" She just nodded, "wow, I think I could get behind that eventually."

"Ben can I do something?" He nodded and she kissed his neck before biting down, she did this till a large bruise started to form. "Abby should leave you alone now."

"Yeah, let's get back up to the castle, your a prefect, you should be getting in trouble." Ben's face turned scarlet.

"Have you met me?"

Slowly he got up off of her then helped her up. They walked back to the castle until she said, "sit with me tommarow morning."

"Of course."

It was quite amusing when Abby realized where Ben was, Claire saw her storming to them before Claire decided to have a bit of fun. Grabbing Ben's tie she pulled him down for a kiss, Ben was all to happy to oblige. She could distantly hear Abby yelling something but she didn't really care.