#avery x narcissa

[lilvoidcreature13]

I've been really into the idea of Narcissa Black, Wilhelm Wilkes, and Bruce Mucilber all being on the Slytherin Quidditch Team and it got me thinking.... wouldn't it be cute if these 'jocks' had boyfriends who decided to go all out when it came to supporting them? Lucius, in all his peacocking glory, started the whole thing and roped Severus into it as well. Edmund actually joined of his own accord, but acts like he was forced into it.

Bonus: Both and Severus and Edmund say that they only started cheering for Narcissa, but Severus always has a small smile on his lips when Bruce gets his hands on the quaffle (Chaser ball) and Edmund is always the loudest one to cheer when Wilhelm hits someone with a bludger.

Edit: I made this picture using an App called Pastel Party, bc I suck at drawing.

[missdblack22]

Nuevo capítulo de Snapetober 2024: Día 13: Una familia en Slytherin

New chapter of Snapetober 2024: 13th day: A family in Slytherin.

Characters: Severus Snape, Avery, Mulciber, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Regulus Black, Evan Rosier, Aurora Sinistra, Wilkes, Septima Vector, Barty Crouch jr, Madeleine Borgin (OC), Sébastien Aubépine (OC), Bertram Aubrey, Ethan Calloway (OC) y Hera Peverell (OC).

We see Severus' relathionships with his Slytherin partners (canon and OC).

Hope you like it :)

It's the first time I publish one fic in the correct day (but one month after).

[rainydayathogwarts]

When we were young - Sirius Black

saw a post about Sirius x slytherin!reader's relationship drifting apart from when they were childhood best friends and wanted to add my own thoughts. If anyone finds the author of that blurb, please tag them in the comments! Warnings: SMUT, cheating (r cheats on bf), semi-public sex 2.7k wc

Sirius had immediately stopped speaking to you the second you got sorted into Slytherin, set on building himself a reputation as the odd one out of the family, wanting to break all ties with the Black family. Ties that included you. You're no different, of course. Once you've pieced the puzzle together, noticing how Sirius's gaze always drifts away just as you look his way, you decide not to self-sabotage your relationship with your family, instead going along with their expectations of you. You become close friends with the other Slytherins in your year group, never missing an occasion to flirt with the older boys either. A new lifestyle has been adapted by both of you.

You soon become the type that the younger Slytherin girls aspire to be, strutting down the corridors without a care of what Gryffindors might say, shooting a snarky comment at them if they try causing problems with your friends. Sirius, on the other hand, becomes a typical Gryffindor prankster, set on getting everyone's eyes on him if it's ever possible. He seems particularly keen on targeting your housemates, though you never find yourself being a victim of his pranks.

In the summers, Sirius seems to have disappeared from the mansion, and you find yourself in Regulus' company more than you would have liked, the younger boy constantly going on random tangents. You listen to him as he was once your best friend too, but slowly stop going over when you realise Sirius won't come down to save you, preferring the tight friends you've made in the past few years over Regulus's company. With rich parents who are constantly on business trips, just like yours, your new friends' mansions are often empty, allowing more time spent there.

Sirius notices your absence; he can't hear your voice through the wall of his and Regulus's bedroom, but he pushes the thought to the back of his mind, occupying himself with his best mates, planning new pranks on the man who has you wrapped in his muscular arms. The relationship was unexpected. You'd been with all your friends, sitting on a couch with Narcissa while Barty, Lucius, Avery and Evan played a competitive game of Wizard's chest in teams of two. Evan had done a little triumphant dance, and claimed he wanted to go out for a celebratory smoke. You stretched your legs out in front of you, stating you'd wanted to go for a walk, and one thing led to another.

Sitting in the middle of his parents' giant hedge maze, Evan held his cigarette in one hand, the other cradling your cheek softly, guiding you into a passionate kiss. Feelings had been confessed, and before you knew it, your parents had found out about the relationship, strongly encouraging it to go on. So when the new school year started, you had become the talk of Hogwarts. Sirius hadn't taken the news well, complaints of how different you had become made common appearances in his daily conversations with the other marauders, who started shooting each other concerned looks for their best friend.

Sirius watched with distaste across the courtyard as Evan pressed kisses across your neck, arms wrapped around your waist while you sat in front of him, leaning back into his chest as you carried out casual conversation with Narcissa, who sat across from you. You turned briefly to face Evan, and Sirius perked up, expecting you to scold Evan, or at least shoot him and annoyed look, but instead you leaned further into him, connecting your lips with his, arms wrapping over his shoulders as he pulled you onto his lap. Sirius almost did a double take, his lip curling in disgust as he gathered his things, leaving the courtyard in a hurry.

Sirius had only ever known you as a little girl, disgusted by relationships and kissing, not as a grown woman who had gone past puberty, building relationships of her own, unafraid of her sexual nature. The same went your way too, always averting your gaze when you spotted Sirius making out with a different girl at parties, shoving away the thought that maybe it should have been you instead of whoever she was. You had discovered everything together, until you got to the age of puberty and relationships, splitting down different paths, arguably when you needed each other the most.

The first time you briefly reconnected in almost seven years, Lucius, Avery and Barty had barged into the Great Hall, late for breakfast, their hair dyed bright red, uniforms replaced with Gryffindor jumpers and red trousers - victims of another prank. They trudged up to the Gryffindor table, but before anyone opened their mouth, Evan appeared at the entrance of the Great Hall, having endured the worst of it all.

A collection of gasps was heard and you couldn't help but laughing in shock. His hair and trousers matched in colour, but he also had red stripes drawn on his face, as though he was supporting the Gryffindor quidditch team in a game. Worst of all, his shirt was off, exposing his beautiful abs, but when he turned around, red glitter spelled out "MY GIRLFRIEND HAS THE HOTS FOR LIONS" all over his back.

"Do you think this is fucking funny!? It doesn't fucking come off!" He yelled, pushing his friends out of the way to loom over the four marauders sat at the Gryffindor table, throwing the red jumper he held at them, causing a clatter of glass cups, and loud laughs. You couldn't help the grin on your face, a hand covering your mouth, trying to silence your giggles. You glanced up to look at the Gryffindor table, and for the first time in years, made solid eye contact with Sirius Black, who in that moment was your best friend again, both of you eleven years old without a care in the world. He smiled at you, looking up at your boyfriend, and though you couldn't hear what he said, when his mouth moved, your boyfriend's head instantly snapped in your direction.

"You think this is funny? Do you have the hots for Gryffindors?" This time you couldn't help the laugh from bubbling in your chest, even as the entire hall went silent. "No baby, you just look amazing in red." You insisted through laughs, not even convincing yourself. He stormed out of the hall, but you didn't bother following him, too busy collecting yourself. Somehow, that had caused you to be late to Slughorn's potion class, earning yourself a detention, despite many others being late to his lesson too.

You swung your feet from where you sat on the high stool in detention, glancing up at Slughorn, who made no move to give you any instructions. The door creaked, and you turned back to see who was entering. A flash of curly black hair and you knew exactly who it was, snapping your head forward again. "Mr. Black! Professor McGonagall told you to be here at 5 sharp! It is now 5:08!" Slughorn exclaimed, walking towards you. "Sit with Ms. L/N, you need to make me a few batches of the cure for boils. You can leave when you've filled up 50 bottles." You couldn't help the annoyed "What!?" that escaped from your mouth at the instructions. "Do you have a problem with that Ms. L/N?" You shook your head at the old man, looking back down at the desk.

The door slammed shut again, a clear sign of the Professor's absence, and you groaned, hitting your head on the desk. "I know exactly how you feel." Your head shot back up at the comment, having forgotten you weren't alone. "Sirius." The boy stared at you with a soft smile and you pursed your lips awkwardly. His name felt familiar coming out of your mouth, but it had been so long since you'd said it last that it felt almost alien at the same time. A long silence filled the room, causing chills to run up your arms.

"Hey, sorry about your boyfriend by the way." He started, making you look up at him. You scoffed, a smile tugging the corners of your lips up "Are you really?" Sirius shook his head, grinning. "No, but you don't seem sorry either." You shrugged, "Well, I need some excitement with him. He's..." You trailed off with a huff, biting your bottom lip, afraid you had said too much to the wrong person. "Someone looks like they're about to break up with their boyfriend." Your eyes went wide, and you shook your head, snapping "You can't say anything Sirius. I'll get to it when I get to it." He made a move of zipping his mouth and throwing a key away, and you sighed.

"Best friends always keep each others' secrets." You scoffed, replying with "What best friends? You haven't been able to look me in the eye since I got sorted into Slytherin. I hung out with Regulus during the Christmas holidays for the first two years of life at Hogwarts." You complained, your eyebrows furrowing. "Why the change all of a sudden?" You remarked, hopping up on the desk, dangling your legs over its side and leaning forward. Sirius stepped closer to you so you were barely a foot away from each other, wiping his palms on his trousers and biting his lip. "Because I-I... Just let me help you break up with him." He begged, looking at you hopefully.

"Sirius, wha-" You gasped when two calloused hands cupped your face, bringing it forwards so that Sirius could kiss you desperately. Your hands came up to Sirius's chest, pushing him away from you. Panting, you observed the boy in front of you, completely bewildered. Sirius stood, a grimace on his face as though he knew this would happen. "You can't just! You can't-" You breathed, hands gripping his jumper, pulling his body back to yours urgently. You pressed your lips back to his the second he was close enough, his arms wrapping around your waist just as Evan had done the day before.

Sirius bit your lip down making you gasp, and slipped his tongue into your mouth, battling with you for dominance. You moaned loudly, hugging him closer to you. Sirius deepened the kiss, hands sliding down your back until he was groping your ass, massaging the fat between his big hands. You went on your tip-toes, trying to get impossibly closer to him, hips grinding into his, causing the both of you to moan loudly, breaking the kiss momentarily. You panted, catching your breath before grabbing both of Sirius's hands and dragging him into the ingredients cupboard to finish your business, desperately grinding against each other until you were hoisted up against the wall, panties falling down to your ankles while Sirius shimmied out of his pants, finally stuffing your tight cunt with his big cock.

Your lips never separated while Sirius fucked you, all the pent up frustration from the last few years being taken out of you in that moment. Your arm slipped under the back of his collar, nails scratching at the sensitive skin on his back, leaving angry red marks in their wake. Your orgasm hit you like a wave and you shuddered in Sirius's arms, moaning his name so loudly he had to slap a hand over your mouth to cover your sounds, eyes worriedly glancing at the closed door. After catching your breath, you had pushed Sirius away from you, falling to your knees to finish him off, making doe eyes at him as he gripped your hair, pushing you onto his dick. Sirius's thighs started shaking and he cussed your name out before he was pulling you back up to his level, slamming his lips against yours once more, tasting his own pleasure as he mumbled "Break up with him, break up with him."

That night, when Evan approached you trying to apologise, pressing kisses on your neck while hugging you from the back, his hips grinding against yours, you brushed him off, insisting "It was a dick move Evan. You didn't have to embarrass me in front of the whole school." Even when you knew very well that you were the one who had made fun of your boyfriend, humiliating him when he was just angry with another boy.

You and Sirius continued to meet after that, set on talking things out before things got serious between you, but you couldn't help the stolen kisses and wandering hands, even as Evan waited for you relentlessly in the common room as you had promised. Discovering that the other was still passionate about things you had loved as children brought you closer, as though you were uncovering your best friend all over again. You met the marauders, who instantly loved you, but it was really Lily who took you in, telling you more about herself than Narcissa had ever opened up to you about. You truly found your people, unafraid of what your parents had to say to you, or who pureblooded families thought you should make relations with.

"What the fuck is this?" Spat Evan one night, when you'd all been hanging out in you and Narcissa's dorm. You had been quiet all day, guilt-ridden, trying to figure out a way to finally break things with Evan. Four heads turned to face you and Evan, sat with his arm around your shoulder. The tall boy stood up, walking over to your open closet, and you immediately followed in horror of what he'd found. A red and yellow quidditch jumper laying under a pile of clothes. You'd forgotten it was there, having thrown it in your closet after you and Sirius had gone for a walk by the black lake late at night, giving you his jumper after feeling your cold skin.

Evan gripped the jumper in his hand and you tried cooly playing it off "Oh, that's probably from that prank, when they swapped-" "Don't fuck with me Y/N. Do you have the fucking hots for Gryffindors, is this was that is?" Evan yelled, stepping closer to your threateningly as you shuffled backwards. Narcissa stood up, walking towards you. "Calm it Evan, that's mine." "No it's fucking not!" Evan aggressively pushed you back and you squealed, tripping over your feet and slipping on the carpet, hitting your forehead head on the four poster bed as you fell, blood immediately beginning to drip down your face. Through teary eyes, you could see the four figures of your friends standing up and pulling Evan away from you protectively.

He was dragged out of the room, the door slamming shut behind them and Narcissa immediately crouched by you, bringing you into a tight hug, whispering comforting words into your ear. "I know, I know, it's okay." By the next day, not only had all the students found out what happened, but your parents did too, and everything you had done for seven years to meet the standards of being accepted by Slytherin pureblooded families had gone straight into the trash.

You had gotten an angry letter from your parents by breakfast, and all of Hogwarts witnessed the angry red cut on your face from Evan's outburst. Sides were made, people had opinions. 'It was wrong to cheat; worse to physically hurt someone because you were mad. It was cute that you and Sirius made up, but you should have told Evan. You were friends with the marauders, so everyone who preferred them over the Slytherins automatically liked you but that meant all the Slytherins who didn't personally know you now hated you.'

Sirius had worriedly ran over to you when he saw you in the hallway, bringing you into a hug that had you succumbing to tears in his arms. You weren't welcome back home, you told him, and he apologised for giving you the same reputation he worked so hard to get as the rebel of the family. Months later, when you graduated, Mr. and Mrs. Potter, Pettigrew and Evans all cheered for you because your parents hadn't shown up for their traitorous daughter.

Now, years later, living in your own house facing your best friends' house, you realised that the pain was all worth it because you had a wicked story to tell your children.

[futurequibblerjournalist]

Sorry if youve explained b4 but why did you name your shipes those names? :0

I don't think I've covered that so far? Not all of them were made up by me tbf, most of them came from @literallysleepy but I'd be happy to explain them! I've not mentioned them all on here I think, but I'll cover what I've got. Obviously there are some we didn't come up with you I figured I'd just include them all

Cosmiccreation/Xenophilius x Pandora: A reference to their hippie-ish attitudes (a common headcanon for them in general but especially in aus) and the creation is based off of Pandora's occupation as an inventor. I have seen quillseer for this two as well, the quill from Xenophilius's occupation as an editor for The Quibbler and seer because it's a popular headcanon that Pandora is one, but since I don't follow that headcanon it doesn't make sense for me to use that shipname. If I see a shipname with seer in it, I'll likely think it's for Sybill

Crownest/Severus x Igor: It originally started as Crow's Nest but obviously it doesn't fit with the way a shipname is usually written. A crow is a dark bird (obviously) and then a crow's nest is also a structure in the upper part of the main cast of a ship, so there's the dark bird for Severus and then there's the bird in reference to Igor as well and then the ship is a reference to Igor and him being from Durmstrang and the fact that they travel by ship and all that

Flowerpot/James x Lily: Just a fun name for jily, really, I know it's not used as much but yeah,,, Lily=flower, James=Pot(ter)

Ratseer/Peter x Sybill: Peter's animagus is a rat, Sybill is a seer.

Rosekiller/Barty x Evan: Rose comes from Rosier and killer is just,, well it's Barty and he's a murderer so like,, yeah rosekiller

Seabunny/Charity x Igor: Similar like how a crow's nest is a thing on a ship, the sea comes from Igor's connection to Durmstrang and their chosen mode of transportation aka a ship sailing the sea. The bunny part comes from Igor calling Charity "Bunny" as a nickname because she's bunny-like in his head. She scrunches her nose when she smiles and laughs (like a bunny nose twitching), she's very bouncy in general, and during sex she'll thump her foot in the air like a bunny

Starchaser/Sunseeker/James x Regulus: Regulus is a star, James is the sun, chaser and seeker are common headcanons for their quidditch positions. James is chasing the star aka Regulus and Regulus is searching for the sun aka James

Starrynight/Aurora x Severus: It feels a little self-explanatory, but the starry comes from Aurora and her fascination with the stars and night comes from Severus and him generally

Whitecastle/Lucius x Narcissa: It's a reference to their light palettes and their high status

Wiseprince/Edmund Jr x Severus: The Avery family is represented by Barn Owls and owls commonly symbolize wisdom, hence the wise and Severus's mother's name is Prince and it's been used for his half of a ship name in other ships. These two were also called emofaggot for a while lmaoooo cause,,, Edmund's a faggot and have you looked at Severus?

Wolfstar/Remus x Sirius: Wolf=Remus, star=Sirius

This was super fun to go through, I'm honestly surprised no one asked before! Cause like in my head they obviously make sense but yeah they might not to everyone else vfnbjgnbjg

[ashdreams2023]

Hey! Can you write a fanfic about Jealous Severus x Death eater reader pls? Thank you ! <3

Jealousy is a disease

Summary: where severus is jealous

Btw I adore your profile pic and hope this is good enough

Being a death eater means you’ll endure the cruelest of punishments which is something you literally signed up for, and severus knew that very well, although he was a master of hiding his emotions, a mask he built over the years of being a spy.

Nothing could break that mask…nothing but you.

It was ridiculous to say the least, you had a position to keep just like him and everybody else but recently some members of that shit show have been getting a little too close for his comfort to you.

Earlier that night Avery was whispering something to you and grinning like an idiot when you gave a polite smile.

That ugly werewolf was sniffing around you as well.

"Merlin f you stare harder you might poke a hole in the poor soul’s head" lucius whispered under his breath to him. Severus huffed, he must’ve let his guard down for lucius to notice his change of mood.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about"

Lucius chuckled "I’m just saying dear severus, that looking from afar is safe but is it healthy for your own temper? I’ve known you to be vicious when out of control"

"That’s enoug-"

"Oh it seems even pettigrew is interested as well!"

Severus saw red, his head snapped towards your direction and indeed that rat man was circling around you like a disgusting rotten urchin.

Something in his chest burned, something no years of emotional control can keep down, it grew with each passing second until he felt like he’s gonna vomit it.

The meeting seemed like it took entirely to end, and another to get passed to you without making a scene of himself.

Peter whimpered in fear and glared at him when he approached you, something sinister gleamed in Severus’s eyes and nothing but murder wrote itself on his face.

"Go rot and die." Those words alone sent the rat man into a full on panic attack leaving him shaking against the meeting table.

You were almost knocked over your own feet when Severus’s large hands dragged you out of that place, you could’ve sworn lucius and Narcissa were chuckling at you.

"Where are you even taking me?!"

"Anywhere but this rotten space."

You blinked looking around you, he was taking you deeper and deeper into the forest, maybe he finally snapped and is gonna do some sort of human sacrifice, he was always into that sort of arts.

You just didn’t take in that it might be you.

He stopped suddenly and put his hands on your shoulders, he didn’t grip you tightly or push you hard but his eyes, the mask he puts in front of everyone fell down, his eyes not frowning but risen up, his eyes looked so tired, almost sad.

"What’s wrong?" You said.

He exhaled "I can’t keep doing this, I can’t see them do this to you anymore" then it clicked, it made you want to giggled but it felt inappropriate at the moment.

"Severus don’t tell me you’re jealous"

He didn’t say anything but his grip tightened on your shoulders, you sighed then warped your arms around his chest and pressed yourself into it "goodness have faith would you? Have you taken a look at those people? I might catch a disease if I let any of them touch me"

Severus’s eyes softened, he dropped his arms and warped them around your frame "it would be better than setting your life in danger with a double spy"

You snorted "I think you forget that anyone who choices a path with the dark lord is bound death, I’ll rather die with you than next to a worthless brainless follower of his"

Severus smiled against your hair, sniffing the scent of shampoo and the ashes that never seemed to leave anyone alone.

"Plus I’m not the with a disease here" you looked up grinning at him.

He raised a brow at you and you just laughed moving your arms from his middle to his neck and bringing him close "jealous is a disease and I have a very very sick man" you chuckled "jealous, jealous boy" you teased.

He frowned then leaned down, pressing his thin soft lips to yours, a beautiful sensation he could easily get addicted too or maybe he already is, addicted to you.

"Are we going back to them?" You spoke against his lips.

"They can burn and die"

"Even lucius?"

He groaned kissing you once again and pushing you against a tree, your leg felt weak but his arms held you tight against him, he smelled of dark musk and herbs, a weird concoction that only he can pull off.

"I’m taking you home." he said.



[hope-and-roll]

Amy Santiago

“And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”

― John Steinbeck

“There are four kinds of people in the world. Those who build walls. Those who protect walls. Those who breach walls. And those who tear down walls. Much of life is discovering who you are. When you find out, you also realize there are places you can no longer go, things you can no longer do, words you can no longer say.”

 ― P.S. Baber

- Amybeth (Amy) Calista Venus Santiago 

- Née le 20 février 2004

- Originals

- Anglo-américaine 

- Sang-Pur

- Hétérosexuelle 

- Poudlard, Serpentard

- Avocate, travaille dans le Département de la Justice Magique, au Ministère de la Magie et a un cabinet privé à partir de ses 25 ans  

- ISTJ

- Fourchelang 

- Ashley Benson. 

~ Fille de Jake et Calista Santiago, née Rowle

~ Petite-fille de William et Amelia Santiago 

~ Nièce de Ganymede et Hypnos Santiago, et de Venus Avery, née Santiago 

~ Nièce par alliance de Cérès Dolman, Héra Dorkins et Romulus Avery

~ Cousine de Justice, Euryale, Phyllis, Dorea et Callisto Avery et d'Asterion, Narcissa, Phoebus et Hermès Santiago 

* Était amie avec Aurélie Becker, Alice Dumbledore, Estelle McGraw et Minna Whisper à Poudlard

* Amie d'Andy Parrish, Aurélie Becker et Alice Dumbledore

* Meilleure amie d'Alice Dumbledore

* Petite-amie de Karl Parrish

* Amie proche de Sasha Hollister, l'a aidée à mener un procès contre Jake Santiago pour abus sexuel 

Trivia :

- Patronus : Lynx

- A subi des agressions sexuelles de son père dans son enfance

Playlist :

Amy : 

Oh no - Marina and the diamonds

Broken crown - Mumford and Sons

Runaway - Aurora

Giving it to the love - Aurora

Ribs - Lorde

Everything I wanted - Billie Eilish

Parents - Yungblud

Amarl (Amy x Karl) : 

Let me down slowly - Alec Benjamin

Why do you only call me when you're high - Artic Monkeys 

I just wanna be yours - Artic Monkeys 

No shows - Gerard Way 

3 am - Halsey

Loving you is a losing game - Duncan Laurence

Chance with you - Mehro 

Cinnamon - Lana Del Rey

[just--a--random--human--being]

First of all, this anon can go to fucking hell

Second of all, I'll prove this anon wrong (Not sure if I got the shipnames right tho) :

Jegulus (James x Regulus)

Jegulily (James x Regulus x Lily)

Party (Peter x Barty)

Partyvan (Peter x Barty x Evan)

Nobleflower (Alice x Narcissa)

Quillkiller (Rita x Bellatrix)

Regulily (Regulus x Lily)

Killersaint (Barty x Mary)

Bitchkiller (Sirius x Barty)

Murderbouquet (Barty x Evan x Lily)

Evan x Lily (What is their shipname?)

Barty x Lily (^^^)

I've heard of people who ship Frank (Longbottom) with a guy called Avery Jr.

There is thousands of other ones, but I'm lazy asf

Ppl who ship marauders with death eaters deserve to get RAPED!

I‐ damn my first hat mail, and it's immediately a rape threat?

jesus. were you not taught how to behave in a social setting and treat other people?? like what on earth made you think this is an okay thing to say to someone? you don't like what I ship? k. good for you. shut up and keep it to yourself. I don't think anyone asked for your opinion

[bi-snape]

Fanart of ships I need that I would draw if I properly knew how to

Evan/Lucius/Severus

Lucius/Barty

Lily/Severus/Evan

Severus/Petunia

Severus/Peter

Petunia/Evan/Severus

Eileen/Abraxas/Tom

Eileen/Filch

Severus/Mary

Avery/Lily

Severus/Myrtle

Petunia/Lucius

Evan/Lily

Petunia/Peter

Evan/Petunia

Lucius/Barty/Narcissa

Avery/Narcissa

I know that some of these ships are weird but I love them, I love them so very much

[partlystiles]

Idk why but this is stuck in my head, but “pure blood” reader, female or gender-neutral, is in an arranged marriage but doesn’t tell the Marauders till they are about to leave for winter break, when the wedding is supposed to take place three days before Christmas. So the guys think of some batshit plan to “kidnap” them, which ends up failing. So, they straight up snatch the person and run like hell. Then chill, eat some spaghetti before someone brings up the idea that their dress could be cursed to some degree. So panic arises from the guys.

Feel free to ignore, have a wonderful day!

this sounds amazing and of course i will write this, i love my boys and i'm all for a good runaway wedding

Marauders x fem!reader (written platonically)

summary: as the request says!

word count: 3,871

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"This window won't fucking budge."

"You've got 2 minutes, Y/N." Regulus Black warned from outside the door to the small room that she was trying to escape; no one would know where she went and no one would blame Regulus because he was stood outside the door and had no view of her. "Your dad will be here any minute."

"Get Narcissa to stall him." Y/N grunted, again trying to lift the window pane from the sill below so she could slip out into the night and avoid her marriage to one of the most vilest people she had ever met.

She was adorned in a traditional wedding dress with a pure white bodice that had a sweetheart neckline and a white tulle skirt that went far past her ankles and even covered her feet but despite her complaints, she still had to wear the stupid heels that would most likely tear a hole in the fabric when she stepped on it.

Her veil was simple, well simple enough for a pureblood wedding expected to go perfectly, a pearled headband with one thin piece of tulle fabric at the back and supposed to cover her face but she had swiped the piece covering her face back whilst she tried to escape. But it seemed like false hope now that she couldn't lift the window open.

Maybe she wouldn't even have to be doing this if she had told her four friends at school about her unwanted marriage earlier than the day they got on the train home for Christmas Break. They had been shocked to say the least, a bit angry and a bit sad that she was being forced into something she didn't want to do in the slightest.

"Well, we'll get you out before you get married." James Potter, the quidditch captain with messy brown curls and a heart of gold, had surmised as they sat around their train compartment eating sweets from the trolley.

"And how do you expect to do that?" Remus Lupin, the tallest of their group and also the smartest of them raised an eyebrow and looked around as Y/N sneakily stole one of his fudge pieces.

"Blow the whole place up." Sirius Black, the cockiest one of all of them offered, eyes growing eager as he leaned forward with the proposal.

"In doing that, we kill everyone inside the place and Y/N herself." Peter said and Y/N raised her eyebrows at Sirius, who sighed and slumped back in his seat as though pissed off by the fact he won't get to murder people.

"How about we just get Y/N out of the nearest window before the actual ceremony and run away?" Remus shrugged and all of them exchanged agreeing glances before Remus went to eat some of his fudge and snapped his head over to Y/N. "My fudge! You bitch!"

She almost smiled at the memory of the conversation even now, trying to pry the window open harder. The four of them should be around the corner even now and she was meant to go with them but the window was stuck and her strength couldn't get it open; her wand had been put away for 'safe-keeping' too.

The last thing she wanted to do was join the Avery family and have that toad as a husband so she had been excited for the plan but it seemed ad though her family had taken all practical measures to make sure she didn't escape. Which ruined the whole plan of being saved.

"Fuck." She swore and slammed her hands frustratedly on the window pane, wanting it to shatter under the force but alas, it remained in tact and she groaned, tempted to run a hand over her face but knew that if she had to get married, she didn't need ruined makeup.

"Your dads here." She heard Regulus' faint mumble and panicked, looking around for anything but finding nothing. As the doorknob began to wobble, Y/N rushed the thin layer of veil over her face after looking to see if her makeup was in tact still.

The door opened with a click and her father made his way in with a hand covering his eyes and a goofy smile on his face which almost made Y/N feel guilty for planning to escape. This marriage was a good alliance but Y/N had always wanted to marry for love if she even married at all.

"Dad," She sighed, shaking her head and he laughed slightly, taking his hand away from his eyes and gasping softly at his daughter. "You've seen the dress before."

"But never on you, my dear." He walked forward and brought her into a hug, his hands cold on the bare skin of the top half of her back but she repressed the shiver and pulled back with a small smile. "You look beautiful, just like your mother."

"Thank you, daddy." She smiled, turning straight into that little girl again that had cried into his arms when she had gotten her knee scraped for the first time. Even if it wasn't a real marriage, her fathers emotion was real and that much was clear.

Music floated out from the hall beyond the room and she saw Regulus disappear to go and escort Alecto Carrow, one of her forced bridesmaids down the aisle. Avery's best man, Mulciber, came and linked arms with Narcissa Malfoy, Y/N's maid of honour to also escort her down the aisle.

She glanced from the hall to her father who held an arm up for her and smiled with tears in his eyes. Y/N took one last look at the window before looking back to her father and taking a deep breath, putting her arm in his and grabbing her bouquet from the vanity.

Everyone in front of her when she was walking down the aisle was like a blur behind the haze of her veil but she clearly saw nearly every Slytherin pureblood in front of her, it was a miracle how no one had disowned her after she got sorted into Gryffindor but she had been good in playing her part over the years.

Regulus was stood to the side of Avery with Mulciber and Snape beside him. Narcissa was stood with Alecto and Millicent Zabini who had been lead in by Snape, there was a clear space where she would stand once she was up there.

Her brother was sat on the front row and he gave a smile to her as she walked down the aisle to the sound of the music playing from the enchanted instruments to the side of the room. Her mother sat beside her brother, tearing up at the sight of her daughter in a wedding dress.

Y/N fought the urge to roll her eyes whilst her breathing got heavier and her chest heaved up and down slightly. It was surely noticeable as the bodice made her cleavage much more obvious but she supposed people would chalk it up to excitement.

Avery smiled at her as she approached but both knew she would much rather be somewhere else. She smiled for show too and let her father hug her before he went and sat by her mother and she passed the bouquet to Narcissa who gave her a reassuring smile and held the flowers securely in her hand.

Y/N turned back to the Avery to face him and the officiant stood in between them just slightly stepped backwards. Avery walked forwards and lifted the veil over her face away and smiled awkwardly as he stepped back again and the material was out of her face.

"Dearly Beloved," The officiant began, addressing everyone in the room and Y/N felt a strong dread as soon as he began talking. "We are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join Y/N L/N and Michael Avery in matrimony commended to be honourable among all; and therefore is not to be entered into lightly but reverently, passionately, lovingly and solemnly."

Y/N was tempted to roll her eyes again. Nothing about her and Avery getting married was passionate, loving or solemn. Hadn't he been the one who made a crude drawing of her in the middle of a Defence Against The Dark Arts lesson in fourth year after she had hit puberty. And then proceeded to make fun of her spots for the rest of the year.

He seemed to be thinking the same from the way his eyes flared as they looked at one another.

"Into this - these two persons present now come to be joined." The officiant carried on and Y/N saw Regulus frown from over Avery's shoulder, so much for getting out of this. "If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together - let them speak now or forever hold their peace..."

"Yeah, I have something to say."

Everybody gasped at the sudden voice and turned their heads to the back of the room where it had come from; Y/N's jaw dropped at the sight of Sirius Black stood at the back of the room in something as casual as a band t-shirt and trousers. She even dared to laugh, delight brightening up her face as he casually made his way down the aisle.

"Young man," The officiant cleared his throat. "What is your just cause?"

"I'm breaking her out of here." He gestured to Y/N, raising his eyebrows as she laughed again and her mouth dropped open further.

Orion Black stood angrily and began walking towards him as he got loser but Regulus darted to calm and hold his father back, Y/N's brother did the same thing to her parents and Narcissa went to handle Avery's parents as mumbling and gasping arose from the rest of the audience.

"Come on." Sirius ran forward and grasped Y/N's hand to start dragging her out of the building and she laughed as she ran with him, pausing only to slip her shoes off and throw them behind her to make it easier for her to run.

Yells, swears and a couple of spells followed them out but they ducked the spells and laughed through the shouts as they ran out of the building and began towards the car park where headlights of a car lit up from the dark and a large horn sounded.

Y/N picked her skirt up to run easier as James poked his head out of the car window of the passenger seat and just laughed maniacally at the sight of his friend running out of her wedding in her pristine dress next to his other friend in his casual outfit.

However when several adults came out of the building after them in a flurry of outrage, James ducked back into the car and the back doors of the car opened wide for them to hop into as they got close whilst Peter stepped out. Sirius stopped beside Peter at one of the doors, holding it open and helping Y/N inside before he slipped in too and Peter last.

He shut the door with a small thud and almost immediately, everyone was yelling at Remus who was sat in the drivers seat to step on it and he turned the keys in the ignition just as quickly, starting up the engine and beginning to drive out of the car park as the people at the wedding yelled and tried to chase the car.

Y/N, still in a state of adrenaline, wound the window down and poked her head out so the veil flew slightly back in the wind but she was facing the people chasing the car. Her manicured middle finger made an appearance at them before she ripped the veil off of her head and threw it out into the wind.

"Suck my dick, purebloods." She yelled, cheering whilst she slipped back inside the car and laughed as she wound the window back up.

"The majority of people in this car are purebloods." Peter pointed out and Y/N looked over at him from over Sirius, smiling at the sight of him in a dressing gown and pyjama pants.

"Yeah well if Y/N had a dick, you bet I'd suck it." Sirius looked at Y/N and winked as she pushed his face away with another laugh and adjusted her bodice slightly and tried to flatten her puffy skirt. "Ow, it's not my fault you look hot."

"You look like a disney princess." Remus commented as he looked at her through the rearview mirror and she furrowed her eyebrows at him and looked down at her dress again whilst he just shook his head and laughed.

"I'm so hungry." Sirius then complained, throwing his head back with a whine and everyone else in the car rolled their eyes at him. "It's not my fault, Y/N and I just ran from hoards of angry mothers and there should've only been two angry mums, three if we're counting mine."

"Well, my mum still has leftover spaghetti in the fridge." James said as Remus took a sharp turn and the three in the back squished into each other for a moment.

Sirius pumped a fist in the air and leant his head back against the headrest as Y/N looked out the window and gulped in the realisation of what she had just done. But nonetheless, she just took a deep breath and nodded, knowing that the boys would help her figure everything out if she couldn't come to her own conclusion.

It didn't take long for Remus to pull the car up in front of the large Potter mansion that could rival Y/n's own, it was a slim chance she'd be going back there anyway. What with her abandonment of the wedding and the sights of Sirius, if she even wanted to go back her mother probably wouldn't let her.

Euphemia was out of the house in an instant, looking outraged that James and the others was out this late at night. But her anger quelled slightly when Peter walked around the car to help Y/N out and Euphemia's eyes travelled down the large wedding dress she was wearing.

"Oh, dear." The woman hurried forwards, converging on Y/N like a vulture on it's prey. Peter hurried out of her way as Euphemia crossed the front garden and looked over Y/N's confusing yet slightly dishevelled state. "What happened?"

Y/N opened her mouth to speak but Euphemia cut across her with a firm tone before she could even say anything.

"James Fleamont Potter, don't even think about it." She said and Y/N looked past her to James trying to slip into the house but with his mum's sentence, he groaned and turned to walk back towards the rest of them.

"Fleamont." Sirius snorted as they walked and James pushed him playfully but was pinned by a scolding gaze from his mother again as he reached them again. "Runaway bride, Effie."

"Runaway-" Euphemia began to say in shock but cut herself off and shook her head again. "Come in, Y/N, there's some leftover spaghetti for you."

Y/N nodded and picked up the skirt of her dress again but Euphemia gasped before she could take the tiniest step across the garden. Remus, Sirius and Peter were already halfway across the grass and slipping into the house for some more spaghetti and James had been stopped by his mother again.

"She's got no shoes on, James!" Euphemia said and James gaped at his friend's feet covered by the material of her pale tights, how was this his fault? "Come on, carry her in, there's no other option."

Euphemia walked back into the house again and James shook his head in disbelief at the back before turning to Y/N and not being able to contain his smile at her laughing at him. His face switched to serious and hers did too for a moment before he launched forward and grabbed her legs, flipping her over his shoulder as she yelped and setting off towards the house.

She swore at him and leant her forehead against his back as he walked her through the door, almost hitting her head on the wall but she had quickly dodged it with wide eyes and swore again as he lowered her and her feet touched the carpet.

"Ah, ah, ah," Euphemia came into the hall as James kicked his shoes off towards where three other muddy pairs were lying in the hall. Y/N quickly reached under her skirt and pulled the tights off, the muddy soles of the socks making her grimace.

James slipped past his mother with a small kiss on the cheek and she rolled her eyes as he ran past, swatting the air whilst he laughed his way into the kitchen. She then faced Y/N and smiled motherly, coming over to her to caress the styled hair slightly.

"There's spaghetti on the table for you if those pigs haven't eaten it," She laughed breathily and so did Y/N although she could feel some tears pricking her eyes against her free will. She didn't want to cry, it was all just so overwhelming. "Or you can go and get changed out of that dress."

Y/N's stomach answered for her, a large growl coming from under the bodice and both women glanced down to it. A red flush travelled up to Y/N's cheeks as Euphemia laughed and gave a smile as Y/N picked up the skirt to her dress again and slipped into the kitchen to see her four friends slurping down spaghetti like animals.

Apart from Peter who ate neatly, she promptly sat herself opposite him instead of Sirius who had sauce all around his mouth and was sucking pasta into his mouth like he was a hoover collecting dust off of a carpet. Peter smiled at her before shoving a forkful of pasta into his mouth and she pulled her bowl towards her.

Euphemia's food was absolutely amazing and Y/N practically moaned in delight of the food that had Peter glance up to her and flush red before he cleared his throat and downed his cup of water in front of him. The view of her cleavage he had from her sweetheart neckline and the way she was hunched over made him get up to put his dish in the sink.

"Y/N, why are you crying?" Remus asked softly and she looked up, half a piece of spaghetti hanging out of her mouth. Quickly, she slurped the pasta up and touched her cheek with her fingertips.

A teardrop was on her finger and she wiped her other cheek, shrugging her shoulders and looking down at her plate. Honestly, as she said before she didn’t know what she was crying over, she didn’t want to marry Avery and she didn’t want to live an unhappy life so she had no idea why she felt this type of emotion. Maybe it was the leaving home, maybe it was the knowledge that she would never get the feeling of walking down that aisle for the first time again.

And she had blown it on a hopeless marriage, she felt so beautiful in that dress and now she won’t ever have that epiphany of her seeing herself in that mirror again.

“If you want to get married so bad then I can easily slip a ring on it.” Sirius leant back on two legs of his chair and put an arm around the back of her chair, winking when she looked at him. “No but seriously, what’s up buttercup?”

“It’s just overwhelming, I guess.” She shrugged, sniffling and Peter came around the back of her chair, hunching over to hug her and she felt the material of his shirt brush against her bare shoulders. “I can’t believe I left home.”

“It’ll work out okay.” Sirius’s hand went from the back of her chair to her shoulder as he squeezed it reassuringly. “I mean look at me, I ran out at 16 and you’re 17, you have so much more real life experience than me.”

“I don’t have a wand anymore though.” She pouted, rubbing the back of her arm over her mouth and smearing the red sauce onto her arm skin instead of around her mouth. “And my dad will probably find me soon and make me apologise and then I’ll be forced to get married all over again.”

“He won’t find you here.” James promised from where he sat, staring into her eyes determinedly and she nodded slowly as he gave a friendly smile and sat back in his chair. “Not unless there’s a tracking charm on that dress or something.”

The group of five nodded and drifted off into silence nodding their heads before they all realised the same thing at once and Y/N jumped out of her chair, wrestling with the zip on the back of her bodice until it was pulled down as all the boys shouted and freaked out over the possibility of there being a curse on the dress.

As soon as Y/N had undone the zip, she quickly pushed the dress off of her, hopping backwards and kicking out her leg so that the dress fell off of her and sprawled out on the floor. She breathed heavily after the panic, leaning forward and placing her hands on her knees whilst she panted before looking up at her friends that had gone suddenly quiet.

The four of them were all staring at her open-mouthed, red hues on each of their faces and a stupid smirk on Sirius’ and one beginning to tilt up on Remus’. Peter and James just looked plain shocked and as Y/N stood up to ask them what was wrong, she realised just what had happened and gasped loudly before turning around and crossing her arms over her bare chest.

“Oh no, don’t be shy, turn around.” Sirius’ voice came out dazed and he was presumably hit soon after after a small thud rang across the kitchen.

Y/N’s own cheeks blazed red and she bit her lip awkwardly as she looked around the room from where she stood and by some miracle, James’ stupid Gryffindor Quidditch Jersey was hung over one of the chairs that she could actually reach. Quickly, she leant back and snatched the jersey off of the chair, boys still silent as she tugged it on.

It took a couple of moments for her to turn around and face them, all of them were stood where she left them and for a second they were silent. Then Y/N managed to smile slightly and crack a joke in an attempt to rid of the awkwardness.

“I knew you were all virgins.” She said, smirking and immediately, all of them began to scoff and talk over one another in defence.

“I’m not but if you think I am and want to take my virginity then I would be happy to let you.”

“I’m saving myself for Lily Evans, I’ll have you know, Y/N.”

“Not a virgin, your tits are just nice.”

“I’m...I’m not-”

Y/N smiled as they all spoke and was suddenly grateful that she wasn’t being forced into a honeymoon suite with her new husband that she despised.

[battinscn]

SLUGHORN'S DETENTION — regulus black x slytherin! f! reader

content warning: fluff/ angst bcus you know, it's reg, and he's emo

summary: when you’re partnered with sirius black for a potions project, you quickly learn that he’s a closed-off person. but you start to properly bond with him one evening when professor slughorn serves the both of you detention.

wc/ avg. reading time: 1273 words/ 6 minutes

return to the regulus masterlist here

"GOOD MORNING CLASS!" professor slughorn greeted rather over-enthusiastically as he entered the potions classroom.

"we're going to be starting your potions practical for your OWLs today."

the year 5 slytherins let out groans in response.

excited chatters started to fill the room as the students began to choose their partners.

"...that i have assigned for you," slughorn held out the seating chart in his hands and began to read off it.

"...that i have assigned for you," slughorn held out the seating chart in his hands and began to read off it.

"snape and rosier....wilkes with avery....rodolphus lestrange and mulciber....malfoy and narcissa black....and lastly regulus black with y/l/n. now hurry along! chop chop!" the professor waved his hand at the students.

"um hey," y/n smiled at the raven haired boy who was sitting by one of the benches at the back alone.

the boy didn't even lift his head up to look at her, instead, his eyes stayed glued on his potions textbook, not even bothering to reply to the girl.

"right..." y/n pursed a smile as she awkwardly took the seat next to regulus.

"flip your textbooks to page 394, read the instructions then you can start brewing your potions."

"everlasting elixirs," y/n read the title of the chapter.

"i xir do hope we brew this correctly," y/n lightly nudged regulus with her elbow, the boy merely glared at her.

tough crowd eh.

"i can go get the ingredients if-"

regulus shot up from his stool and made his way to the shelf at the side of the classroom where the ingredients were stored.

"or i guess you could too," y/n mumbled.

regulus came back with a huff as he dropped the ingredients on the table.

for the rest of the lesson, y/n and regulus worked in silence, the girl cutting up the ingredients while the boy stirred the cauldron.

when professor slughorn finally dismissed the class, y/n let out a breath of relief.

"oh my godric that was the most awkward 2 hours of my life," y/n whispered complained to narcissa as the two made their way to the great hall.

"he's just really reserved, i'm sure he'll warm up to you as the year continues," narcissa tried to justify her cousin's closed-offness.

"well i hope so," y/n sighed.

but much to y/n's dismay, regulus did not in fact open up to her. potions classes were always spent with the two slytherins working on their own, only coming together to collaborate when they absolutely have to.

no matter how hard y/n tried to get to know him, he just seemed to block her out as much as he could.

"miss y/l/n, mr black, detention tonight after dinner," professor slughorn eyed the two down.

"wait what? we- we didn't even do anything," y/n protested.

"but professor-" regulus spoke up but was quickly cut off.

"both of you. detention, tonight." he repeated himself before walking off to check how the other students were doing.

y/n and regulus both groaned and rolled their eyes.

"we didn't even do anything, what climbed up his ass and died today?" y/n whined, resting her head in her hands as she continued scribbling down notes on her parchment.

regulus let out a small chuckle at her remark.

that was the first and only time in the two months they'd been partners she'd ever heard him chuckle.

y/n lifted her head up to see if it was all just in her head, but the regulus black did indeed just chuckle.

y/n smiled at the boy, and he surprisingly returned it.

maybe regulus was warming up to her after all.

"i'll see you at detention later?" y/n asked as they packed up their things, regulus nodded lightly.

y/n practically skipped out of the classroom hooking arms with narcissa.

"he smiled! he actually smiled" she squealed.

"i told you he'd warm up to you," the two-coloured haired girl giggled at y/n.

after dinner, y/n dragged her feet to the potions classroom, where she was met with regulus who was leaning against the wall, waiting for professor slughorn to arrive.

y/n and the boy shared a quick glance and nodded to acknowledge each other's presence.

"ah! punctual as always you two, come along!" professor hurried down the hallway and unlocked the door to his classroom, ushering the students in.

y/n and regulus sat separately, each at their own bench.

"i don't mean to be disrespectful professor, but why are we here? regulus and i weren't causing trouble in class," y/n frowned.

"well ms y/l/n, mr black, the reason why i paired the class up into groups was so that all of you would work together, and i have noticed that you two are the only ones who don't talk to each other. at all. which defeats the whole purpose of a group project, so i want the two of you to spend this detention session to bond. any questions?"

y/n raised up her hand.

"yes ms y/l/n?"

"can we leave now?"

"ha ha very funny, i have a teachers meeting to attend to and i will be placing a locking charm on the door so don't even try. have fun!" the professor clasped his hands together as he left the classroom.

regulus drummed his fingers on the table.

"so..." y/n broke the silence in the room.

"so..." he repeated.

"why...why do you not like me?" y/n blurted out.

"i never said that?" his eyes narrow slits.

"um yea you do, i've spent the last two months trying to befriend you and you quite literally ignore the shit out of me," y/n scoffed.

"i just..i'm not used to making friends, i never had to because i never wanted to."

"doesn't it get lonely?"

"yea i guess," he shrugged, playing with the rings on his fingers.

y/n stood up from where she was sitting, then walked over to the bench regulus was at and scooted over next to him.

"hey, i'm y/n," she stuck out her hand to the boy.

"i'm regulus," the boy chuckled as he shook her hand.

"nice to meet you," y/n grinned.

the next two hours flew past like nothing.

they chatted about everything and anything.

the two also realised they had a lot more in common than they thought.

they had the same taste in literature, were fans of quidditch, regulus being a seeker himself, and both enjoyed astronomy lessons.

their conversation was soon interrupted when the door clicked open and professor slughorn walked in.

"you two got to know each other better i hope," he raised his eyebrows, seeing the two slytherins that were initially sitting on opposite sides of the classroom now barely inches apart.

the students nodded their heads in response.

"very well, good night you two, better head back to your dorms," he dismissed the two and sat by his desk.

y/n picked up her bag off the floor and slung it over her shoulder, about to walk off when she felt a cold hand on her forearm.

"um hey y/n?"

"hmm?"

"do you wanna um..go to hogsmeade with me on saturday?"

"on a date?"

"if...you want it to," he shrugged.

"i'd like that, goodnight regulus," the girl placed a small kiss on his cheek and hurried out of the classroom.

a small blush rose to regulus' cheeks as he collected his things and walked swiftly towards the exit.

professor slughorn leaned back into his chair, a smug look on his face.

if there was anything he loved more than hosting dinner parties, was playing matchmaker.

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[onthemerits]

okay what do we think about a buffy the vampire slayer au done proper crimson rivers style?

all the human characters would be aged up to be in college. it would probably be rated m with mcd and and graphic violence. more proposed details below the cut

jily, jegulus, wolfstar, pandalily, bartylus, pandora x xeno, marylily, narcissa x alice, narcissa x lily, rosekiller, and dorlene (all genuine and given their own "screentime")

also some very very brief prongsfoot, lucius x narcissa, and bella x voldy

im not going to say which ships are endgame but some of the character mapping makes it a little bit obvious

The Scoobies (Marauders): Slayer!James, Watcher!Remus, Wicca!Lily, MayorsOfficeIntern!Peter

The Messy Vampire S(quad): EvilVampire!Bellatrix, SoulfulVampire!Sirius, PoetVampire!Regulus, and WizardVampire!Barty

Others of Note: Wicca!Pandora, Seer!Mary, Werewolf!Xeno, MayorsOfficeIntern!Evan, Vampire!Lucius, Vampire!Narcissa, Slayer!Marlene, VengenceDemon!Dorcas, Slayer!Effie, VampireHellGod!Voldemort, Mysterious!Harry, Watcher!Alice, Watcher!Frank, Watcher!Dumbledore, Watcher!McGonagall, Watcher!Moody, Watcher!Pomfrey, MagicShopOwner!Aberforth, IncelTrio!Snape, IncelTrio!Mulciber, IncelTrio!Avery, Himbo!Monty, Molly Weasley, Gideon&Fabian Prewett, Slughorn, Flitwick,

im also interested in doing it episode/season style; im so excited because as ive typed this up ive come up with like fifty million different ideas

[promenadewithme]

First of all, I want to thank all of you so much for the follows, likes, comments, reblogs and support in general! I can't believe I hit 50 followers so soon! I know it’s not much, but I actually didn’t expect any at all so I’m so happy!! Thank you ❤️

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Songs:

Fluff (Romantic)

Paper Rings - Taylor Swift

London Boy - Taylor Swift

Love Story - Taylor Swift

Lover - Taylor Swift

King of My Heart - Taylor Swift

Willow - Taylor Swift

Crazier - Taylor Swift

New Year’s Day - Taylor Swift

Daylight - Taylor Swift

Jump Then Fall - Taylor Swift

How You Get The Girl - Taylor Swift

You Are In Love - Taylor Swift

It’s Nice To Have A Friend - Taylor Swift

Today Was A Fairytale - Taylor Swift

State Of Grace - Taylor Swift

Mine - Taylor Swift

Delicate - Taylor Swift

Say You Won't Let Go - James Arthur

Naked - James Arthur

Rewrite The Stars - James Arthur + Anne-Marie

I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz

I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran

Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran

How Would You Feel (Paean) - Ed Sheeran

Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran

Afterglow - Ed Sheeran

Lego House - Ed Sheeran

Dive - Ed Sheeran

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

Everything Has Changed - Ed Sheeran + Taylor Swift

I Was Made For Loving You - Tori Kelly + Ed Sheeran

Make You Feel My Love -Adele

One Call Away - Charlie Puth

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars

Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Little Things - One Direction

Night Changes - One Direction

Can't Help Falling In Love - Elvis Presley

Andante, Andante - ABBA

Waterloo - ABBA

All Of Me - John Legend

Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish

Snowman - Sia

A Thousand Years - Christina Perri

Arms - Christina Perri

Teenage Dream - Katy Perry

Halo - Beyoncé

The Only Exception - Paramore

Dandelions - Ruth B

Someone To You - BANNERS

Would You Be So Kind - Dodie

Someone You Like - The Girl and The Dreamcatcher

If I Could Tell Her - Ben Platt 

Absolutely Smitten - Dodie

How Long Will I Love - Ellie Goulding

Angst (Romantic)

Good 4 u - Olivia Rodrigo

Drivers License - Olivia Rodrigo

Deja Vu - Olivia Rodrigo

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Traitor - Olivia Rodrigo

Enough For You - Olivia Rodrigo

1 step forward, 3 steps back - Olivia Rodrigo

Happier - Olivia Rodrigo

Jealousy, Jealousy- Olivia Rodrigo

Favourite Crime - Olivia Rodrigo

Hope Ur Ok - Olivia Rodrigo

Betty - Taylor Swift

Exile - Taylor Swift

Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift

Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift

Tolerate It - Taylor Swift

You’re Not Sorry - Taylor Swift

Should’ve Said No - Taylor Swift

White Horse - Taylor Swift

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

My Tears Ricochet - Taylor Swift

Back to December - Taylor Swift

Breathe - Taylor Swift

The 1 - Taylor Swift

All Too Well - Taylor Swift

Invisible String - Taylor Swift

Evermore - Taylor Swift

Lose You To Love Me - Selena Gomez

The Heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez

When I Was Your Man -Bruno Mars

Someone Like You - Adele

Hello - Adele

All I Ask - Adele

Let Her Go - Passenger

Say Something - A Great Big World

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

California King Bed - Rihanna

Take a Bow - Rihanna

Broken Hearted Girl - Beyoncé

Tonight I Wanna Cry - Keith Urban

The Winner Takes It All - ABBA

SOS - ABBA

One Of Us - ABBA

Half a Heart - One Direction

Yesterday - The Beatles

If The World Was Ending - Julia Michaels

Colors - Halsey

Happier - Ed Sheeran

One Last Time - Ariana Grande

Why’d You Only Call Me When You High - Artic Monkeys

Play Date - Melanie Martinez

Just a Friend to You - Meghan Trainor

All I Want - Kodaline

Love You From A Distance - Ashley Kutcher

Potential Breakup Song - Aly & AJ

I Don’t Wanna See You With Her - Maria Mena

Let Her Go - Passenger

All My Tears - Ane Brun

Always On My Mind - Elvis Presley

Someone to you - Lewis Capaldi 

Before You Go - Lewis Capaldi

Others

Sit Still, Look Pretty - Daya

How To Be A Heartbreaker - MARINA

No Body, No Crime - Taylor Swift

Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

Blank Space - Taylor Swift

You Need To Calm Down - Taylor Swift

Getaway Car -Taylor Swift

Gorgeous - Taylor Swift

Bad Blood - Taylor Swift

The Man - Taylor Swift

22 - Taylor Swift

Dorothea - Taylor Swift

Marjorie - Taylor Swift

The Best Day - Taylor Swift

Mirrorball - Taylor Swift

I Forgot That You Existed - Taylor Swift

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things - Taylor Swift

The Lakes - Taylor Swift

The Last Great American Dynasty - Taylor Swift

Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson

When I Kissed The Teacher - ABBA

I Have A Dream - ABBA

I've Been Waiting For You - ABBA

You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins

Titanium - David Guetta (feat. Sia)

F**ckin' Perfect - P!nk

New Rules - Dua Lipa

IDGAF - Dua Lipa

Bad Guy - Billie Eilish

You Should See Me in A Crown - Billie Eilish

COPYCAT - Billie Eilish

Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Stand By You - Rachel Platten

Firework - Katy Perry

Because You Loved Me - Céline Dion

See You Again - Wiz Khalifa + Charlie Puth

NO - Meghan Trainor

Skyfall - Adele

Gasoline - Halsey

Castle On The Hill - Ed Sheeran

Save Myself - Ed Sheeran

Supermarket Flowers - Ed Sheeran

Small Bump - Ed Sheeran

Growing Up - Macklemore, Ryan Lewis, Ed Sheeran

7 Rings - Ariana Grande

Bad Liar - Selena Gomez

Rare - Selena Gomez

Who Says - Selena Gomez

I Turn To You - Christina Aguilera

Till There Was You - The Beatles

Sweetest Devotion - Adele

ps: sorry, I'm a Swiftie and a Sheerio <3

Characters

Character x fem! or GN! reader (ROMANTIC)

ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Lucien, Helion, Tarquin, kallias and Tamlin.

BRIDGERTON: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton and Simon Basset.

GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, The Darkling, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan and David.

THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian Havilliard and Chaol Westfall.

HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Neville, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Young Sirius, Young James and Young Remus.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley.

MARVEL: Steve, Bucky, Sam, Pietro, Loki, Thor, Peter Parker, Ned, Tony, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Scott Lang, James Rhodes, Peter Quill and Stephen Strange.

THE HUNGER GAMES: Peeta, Gale and Finnick.

GREY'S ANATOMY: Derek Shepherd, Andrew DeLuca, Alex Karev, Jackson Avery, Mark Sloan, George O'Malley, Link, Koracick and Ben Warren.

TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Derek, Isaac, Liam and Jackson.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Stefan, Matt, Klaus, Elijah and Kai.

NARNIA: Peter, Edmund and Caspian.

STAR WARS: Anakin, Obi Wan, Kylo, Han, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin.

Character x platonic!/sis!/bro!/enemy!/daughter!/son!/mentor!/or anything else platonic Reader

ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Feure, Nesta, Elain, Mor, Amren, Nyx, Lucien, Tarquin, Helion, Kallias, Tamlin, Ianthe, Suriel and Bone Carver.

GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, Darkling, David, Alina, Bahgra, Zoya, Tamar, Tolya, Apparat, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan, Nina, Inej, Tantee Heleen and Pekka Rollins.

THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian, Chaol and Aelin.

BRIDGERTON: Anthony, Benedict, Colin; Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, Hyacinth, Lady Violet, Simon, Lady Danbury, Penelope, Lady Portia Featherington, Marina, Sienna, Genevieve, Cressida and Queen Charlotte.

HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Luna, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Cho, Seamus, Fleur, Pansy, Myrtle, Sirius (old or young), James (old or young), Remus (old or young), Lily (old or young), Molly, Arthur, Bill, Percy, Charlie, Xenophilus Lovegood, Snape, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Moody, Flitwick, Umbridge, Bellatrix, Voldemort, Lucius, Narcissa, Peter Pettigrew, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Dobby and Nearly Headless Nick.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy, Georgiana Darcy, Mr Bingley, Caroline Bingley, Elizabeth Bennet, Jane Bennet, Mary Bennet, Lydia Bennet, Catherine Bennet, Charlotte Lucas, Wickam, Mr Collins, Mr Bennet, Mrs Bennet.

MARVEL: Steve, Peggy, Sharon, Natasha, Bucky, Sam, Carol, Monica Rambeau, Pietro, Wanda, Agatha Harkness, Loki, Frigga, Odin, Hela, Thor, Heimdall, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Valkyrie, Peter Parker, Ned, MJ, Tony, Pepper, Morgan, Happy, Howard, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Shuri, Scott, Hope, Hank, Cassie, James Rhodes, Peter Quill, Gamora, Mantis, Nebula, Groot, Rocket, Drax, Stephen Strange, Wong, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Maria Hill, Thanos, Ancient One, Red Skull, Ultron, John Walker and Zemo.

THE HUNGER GAMES: Katniss, Peeta, Gale, Finnick, Haymitch, Rue, President Snow, Primrose, Effie, Cinna and Johanna.

GREY'S ANATOMY: Meredith, Derek, Andrew, Alex, Jackson, Mark, Lexie, Cristina, April, Izzie, George, Callie, Owen, Addison, Arizona, Miranda, Amelia, Link, Burke, Teddy, Maggie, Richard, Carina, Ben Warren, Megan Hunt, Ellis Grey, Catherine Avery and Tom Koracick.

TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, Allison, Derek, Isaac, Liam, Jackson, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Sheriff Stilinski, Kira, Melissa McCall and Noshiko Yukimura.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Elena, Katherine, Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie, Jenna, Klaus, Elijah, Rebeka, Sheriff Forbes, Kai and Lexi.

NARNIA: Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, Caspian and Aslan.

STAR WARS: Anakin, Padme, Yoda, Jarjar, Obi Wan, Kylo, Rey, Han, Leia, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin and Grogu.

No pressure tags: @venuswritesfanfic @for-bebbanburg @maggiescarborough @multifandomfix @sweetnspicysimp @lazypeachsoul @magravenwrites

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𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐃.𝐌

Pairing ➺ Draco Malfoy x Slytherin!Reader

Warning ➺ Flashbacks are italicized, talks of the dark mark, smut towards the middle, implied smut, swearing

Word Count ➺  8,310

Summary ➺ Their relationship had always been in the grey area, what happens when they start to realize they want more?

A/N ➺ This takes place three years after the battle of Hogwarts. There are occasional flashbacks, and yes this is based off of Positions by Miss.Ariana Grande *insert monkey covering eyes emoji* Your last name in this is Avery (deriving from the sacred 28)  ENJOY! so sorry it’s a day late!

✿ 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ✿ - @loveyathreethousand @killerqueen-gunpowdergelatine @spideyyypeter @lou-la-lou​@babebenhardy @rivervixenbaby @acklesholland @zabdisamor @keepingupwiththehollands @sweet666pea @sspider-parker @jackiehollanderr @caro0512 @thewinchesterchronicles @cporter003 @kisses-holland @spideysnugget @cryszus @sunflowerharrystyles @peterunderoos @ohbabycal @laucontrerasv​ @spider-mendes​ @jessybellsworld​ @quaksonhehe​

☁ 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔬𝔶 𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 ☁ - @beiahadid​ @capkatie​

@iloveyou3000morgan @random-things-i-love

*The strike through your name just means I couldn’t tag you, please message me if anything*

☞  Masterlist  ☜

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Avery Manor, the second largest estate next to the Mafloy Manor. The grand victorian manor was in the Avery family for the past 100 years, passed down from generation to generation. The Avery’s were known to host the most extravagant galas. Each theme was always something extra, meaning the dresses that (Y/N) wore was talked about for days on end.

Halloween was drawing in close, which meant another ball. It’s been nearly three years since the Avery’s have hosted a ball. The last ball they held was before the return of Voldemort. Now with him dead, (Y/N) parents could finally breath. Before his return, they wanted out of the dark lords plans. Moving on with their lives, having (Y/N) and her older brother Ryan. 

If Lucius hadn’t lost the prophecy, the Avery’s would’ve played host to all the death eaters. (Y/N) parent’s had left her and Ryan out of the dark lords plans, agreeing that their kids would attend the meeting but not take the dark mark.

(Y/N) never minded attending death eater meetings only because she knew she was there to ensure no harm comes to her family. The other reason she didn’t mind attending these meetings was because of Draco Malfoy.

Prince of Slytherin.

Correction, was the Prince of Slytherin.

𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦

𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺

(Y/N) was the only person who knew Draco carried the dark mark, he had no choice but to take it, he was the only child of Narcissa and Lucius. 

There were nights where she and Draco would go up to the Astronomy tower and watch the stars in silence, comfortable silence. Words weren’t needed to show how grateful Draco was to have (Y/N) there for him. With Harry hot on his tracks, plus the heavy burden he had to carry out, sitting in silence with (Y/N) calmed him. She never tried to pressure him into talking about what he was thinking, she’d just sit there with her head on his shoulder mumbling facts about the stars above. 

“This years halloween theme, saints and sinners!” (Y/N) mother exclaimed in excitement, it was quite an understatement to say she was excited to host yet another one of the Avery’s grand galas.

“I’m guessing you and father will be sinners and Ryan and I will be saints?” (Y/N) snickered, earning a light scowl from her mother “Correction you and Ryan will be the sinners, the little devils you two are!”

𝘉𝘰𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢

𝘖𝘯 𝘢 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘖𝘯 𝘢 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺 (𝘈𝘩, 𝘢𝘩)

𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹. 𝒯𝑜 𝒿𝑜𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎'𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝓃𝓊𝒶𝓁 𝐻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒢𝒶𝓁𝒶. 𝒮𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓈, 𝒪𝒸𝓉𝑜𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟥𝟣𝓈𝓉. 

“Draco dear, I scheduled a suit fitting for tomorrow. We’ll be attending the Avery’s gala.” Narcissa spoke, ever since the war it’s as though a thousand weights had been lifted off the Malfoy’s shoulders. With Voldemort dead, they were free from his grasp. 

The Avery’s were long time friends of the Malfoy’s their kids spending summers at either the Malfoy’s or the Avery’s manor. Narcissa and (Y/M/N) often joked that Draco and (Y/N) would later be married in life, the two were best of friends. He won’t forget how (Y/N) walked with him not wanting him to feel alone reminding him that she was there for him and understood how he felt conflicted. Harry laid dead in Hagrid’s arms well- so we thought. 

“Draco! Draco.” Lucius shouted his voice stern but tired, (Y/N) knew her parents wouldn’t force her to do what she wouldn’t want to do so they stay silent within the crowd of death eaters. 

Everyone’s eyes were on the platinum blonde haired boy, wondering what his next move would be. “Draco, come.” Narcissa spoke causing Draco to swallow the lump in his throat but before he could descend down the many broken steps of Hogwarts (Y/N) entwined her hand with his.

“We’ll go together.” she mumbled giving his hand a light squeeze.

From that day forward the Malfoy’s and Avery’s were done with the dark lord. They were glad he was finally dead.

There were soft pecks against his window, it was a gray screech owl that belonged to no other than (Y/N). Dropping the rolled up message into his hands, the owl quickly left. Unrolling the parchment wondering what she had wrote him now. 

𝘚𝘰, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳?

-(𝘠/𝘐).𝘈

He snickered lightly padding over to his desk to write back, the pair had always wrote to each other. Sometimes they’d aparate into each others rooms whether they were in school or at home for the summer. This only started because of Draco, during his sixth year he encountered many nightmares; most relating to the task he had to complete. Other nights he was well restless, staring at the mark that rest of his left forearm.

One of the benefits the two had was having their own dorms. Which many students envied, nicknaming the two Prince and Princess of Slytherin buying their way through Hogwarts. 

“(Y/N)?” a soft voice spoke, the girl laid fast asleep unaware of the platinum blonde haired boy standing in her dorm. Slowly he moved towards her beside tapping her shoulder causing her to stir around a bit. Her (Y/H/C) was a bit disheveled from her constant tossing and turning.

“(Y/N).” Draco spoke once more causing her to jolt slightly, “Hm?” she mumbled rubbing her eyes lightly, her vision was still a bit blurry but she knew it was none other than Draco Malfoy standing beside her bed. Slowly she moved to the left side of the bed allowing Draco to slip under the covers.

He sat upright waiting for (Y/N) to do the same, she moved her hair out of her face swiping the back of her hand across her mouth. “Couldn’t sleep?” she questioned glancing over at Draco, his eyes focused on his left arm. 

She placed her right hand over where the mark laid, her heart ached for Draco. Of course she couldn’t say anything because she never had the mark, she couldn’t sympathize. All she could do was reassure him everything would be okay and everything would be over soon.

Sometimes Draco talked about how it burned, ached, and how much he wanted to scrub it off. There were times where he did try to scrub it off and (Y/N) was quick to stop him from bruising his pale skin even more. It was as though their souls were connected. She could sense when he was in trouble, sense when there was something wrong.  

There were days where he would mumble about how much he hated wearing long sleeves, how he felt as though he was suffocating drowning deeper and deeper in his own thoughts. The moment he reached his dorm he’d rip off his robe and tug at the sleeves of his dress shirt finally being able to breath.

“Nightmare” he mumbled pausing for a moment unsure if he should continue, “You don’t have to tell me if you aren’t comfortable Dray, I understand.” (Y/N) moved her hand down to give his hand a light squeeze giving him a warm smile.

“Wanna go for a walk? Or, head to the Astronomy Tower?”

Draco shook his head lightly “We need sleep, we have a potions exam in a few hours.” he mumbled causing (Y/N) to snort loudly, “Dray we both know even if you had zero sleep, you’d still pass that exam.” he rolled his bright gray eyes playfully before settling into bed.

𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲.

- 𝗗.𝗠

“That git.” (Y/N) mumbled placing the parchment into her desk draw along with the many other letters and notes he had written to her over the past seven years. She didn’t start saving his letters till their sixth year of Hogwarts.

I guess you could say (Y/N) fancied him. She grabbed a new piece of parchment, grabbing her quill to quickly write another note before she headed to find her perfect dress. 

“Ailée, to Draco.” she spoke to her beloved screech owl watching as she took flight to Malfoy manor.  Ailée quickly dropped the note off before flying back, Draco picked up the note Ailée had placed on his bed unrolling it to see what else (Y/N) had wrote.

𝘙𝘦𝘥.

-(𝘠/𝘐).𝘈

“Red?” 

𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰 (𝘕𝘰)

𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦

'𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦

The night had finally came, the manor was a lively as it could ever be. Chatter and laughter echoed through the room, (Y/N) stood near her bedroom window awaiting for Draco to arrive. She had accompanied her family early greeting their guest as they arrived but headed up to retouch up her makeup. 

Finally she watched as the Malfoy family step out of the long black limousine, (Y/N) gave herself one last look in the mirror before heading downstairs quickly catching the eye of everyone there.

“There she is!” her father spoke happily, (Y/N) bowed lightly “Good evening Mr and Mrs.Malfoy, Draco.” Narcissa gasped loudly taking both of (Y/N) hand’s into her’s. 

“My dear you look amazing! Never fail to steal the spotlight don’t you agree Draco?” 

She wore a deep red satin slip dress with black heels, her hands decorated with a few rings one of them being the family ring. A beautiful gold snake ring that wrapped around her ring finger with emerald eyes. Her makeup was simple, mascara with a deep red lipstick. 

(Y/N) smiled widely at Narcissa glancing at Draco who remained speechless. Narcissa always loved (Y/N), she saw her as her own daughter and hopefully future daughter-in-law.

“Draco?”

He swallowed the lump in his throat, admiring the Satin red slip dress she was currently wearing her red lips to match the dress. “You look amazing (Y/N/N).” Draco responded earning a small smirk from (Y/N).

“Why don’t we get a drink? You look flushed Dray.” (Y/N) grabbed his hand leading them away from their parents. The two were dressed as opposites, (Y/N) a sinner and Draco a saint. But the two both knew they should be dressed in red. Before she turned the corner to enter the kitchen, the two were in her room Draco had apperated them there. 

Draco was quick to press her against her bedroom door, his hands wrapped around her bare neck a part of him had a feeling she didn’t wear a necklace because she wanted his hands wrapped around her throat. 

“We were suppose to get you a drink Dray.” (Y/N) spoke in a fain voice, looking up at Draco innocently. This wouldn’t be the first time the two have been caught in this situation. One night (Y/N) was in Draco’s dorm, though Voldemort was back both their parents wanted the two to continue their last year at Hogwarts

Draco was being well, Draco. Distant, cold, silent. He had been grumbling all day today and every time (Y/N) asked if he was okay all he’d say was “I’m fine” or “Didn’t you ask me that already?”

“You need to open up sometime soon Draco! The more you keep it all bottled up, the deeper you’ll drown.” (Y/N) shouted her arms flailing around in anger, Draco mumbled “Muffliato.” not wanting anyone who passed by his dorm to hear their scream fest.

“I’ve told you, I’m fine! Nothing is wrong!” he massaged his temple with his index finger and thumb.

“Merlin Draco! Put your ego aside for once! You know I’m right, one day you’ll explode!”  Deep down he knew she was right. She’s always right, but he didn’t want to tell her that she was right. Maybe it was his pride and ego that stopped him from giving in and opening up. Maybe it was because he never spoke about his feelings before. Sure he talked about his nightmares, but that was all. 

“You can’t keep brushing this off, be honest with yourself and me! You put up this cold exterior, pushing people away. Why? Is it because daddy didn’t love you enough?”

“You better shut your mouth Avery.” 

“Or what Draco? You’ll tell your father? Is that all you do? Run to your father to get rid of the problem instead of addressing it yourself? Why are you too much of a c-”

It all happened in a flash, Draco’s hand wrapped around her throat pushing her against his dorm door. (Y/N) body hit the door with a thud, the air in her lungs knocked out of her. She didn’t expect him to do this, anything but this. Her body felt hot the feeling of Draco’s cold rings made her stomach flip, the tension between the two so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“Go ahead (Y/N), finish your sentence.” 

Draco’s beautiful gray eyes were now a deep black the devil was surely dancing behind them “What? Basilisk got your tongue?” (Y/N) only smiled widely before saying, “Just because you have your hand wrapped around my throat, doesn’t make you any less of a coward.”

Crashing his lips into her’s, adding on more pressure to the side of her throat causing (Y/N) to moan out loudly. All the tension the two had built up inside of them was released that night, it was nothing but rough Draco’s dorm reeked of lust.

𝘚𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮

𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘭𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴

“You look ravishing darling.” Draco mumbled his breath fanning over her lips, one slight move her lips would be on his. “You don’t look too bad yourself Dray.” her hands brushed over his shoulders admiring the white velvet suit. After the war Draco had gotten a bit more fit, not that he wasn’t before but he has definitely changed over the past three years.

A good change.

(Y/N) smirked pushing him back lightly,  “Now, let’s go shall we? Dinner will be served soon.” 

𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶

(Y/N) was in a deep conversation with Pansy, the two talking about Pansy’s recent travels around Europe. Every so often she’d glance at Draco a smile tugging at her lips with every glance, sometimes she felt like a lovesick school girl. Their conversation was interrupted by Theo asking Pansy to dance, in which she gladly accepted. Leaving (Y/N) to her lonesome. Draco got up from his seat walking around the round table to where (Y/N) sat, he stuck his hand out to her 

“Would you like to go for a walk?”

The beautiful silver light kissed their skins, the night was quiet, the sky was clear, a cool gust of wind swept between the two causing (Y/N) to wrap her arms around herself. Draco quickly removed his dress jacket, draping it over her shoulders.

“You should’ve taken a jacket.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes playfully, “Well in my defense I didn’t think it would be this cold.” she shoved her shoulder lightly against his earning a small chuckle from Draco. Even with these heels, she was still a bit shorter than him it’s always been like this. 

Their hands brushed against one another with each graze electricity coarsed through their veins, a pink tint painted their cheeks. (Y/N) laced her fingers with his, Draco’s hands were always cold but she never minded it all that much. 

She led the two down into her mother’s most prized possession, her rose garden. It varied it different colors from; red, white, yellow, pink, and even lavender. “Let’s dance.” (Y/N) said gleefully, placing her right hand atop of his shoulder whilst her left was already intwined with his right hand.

Placing his left hand on her waist, the two swayed from side to side. (Y/N) slowly rested her head against his chest allowing her eyes to flutter shut. Draco began to hum a low melody, rest his chin atop of her head. A smile painted her lips, this felt like deja vu. 

𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 (𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦)

“How long have you been up here? I didn’t see you in the Great Hall.”

(Y/N) quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks glancing to see Draco standing atop the stairs. She didn’t need to look in the mirror to know her makeup was a mess. Draco however looked amazing, the girl he had asked from beauxbatons was lucky to have him as a date. He was wearing that same old smug look on his face, one she knew all too well. If she admitted to what had happen, she knew Draco would say “I told you so.” or “I was right wasn’t I?”

“I just um, needed fresh air.” 

Draco moved to stand next to her, shrugging off his dress jacket to drape over her shoulders, she fixed her gaze to the ground. (Y/N) didn’t want to admit that Draco was right, he had pestered her about having McLaggen as her date. The two didn’t talk for two weeks because she was annoyed at the fact that Draco was making comments about her date, she was’t complaining or criticizing his date so why did he feel the need to do that to her?

“You only come up here to think, when something is bothering you, or if you’re sad. So which is it? Or is it all three?”

(Y/N) cleared her throat, “Shouldn’t you be with your date?”  attempting to change the subject. Draco chuckled lightly, “I could ask you the same thing.” she licked her lips closing her eyes for a brief moment. 

“I’ve been up here well- the entire ball. I um, caught McLaggen snogging a a girl from Ravenclaw.” (Y/N) mumbled, finally looking up at Draco giving him a small smile tears blurring her vision. She chuckled lightly wiping away the fallen tears, “So, go ahead and gloat you were right.”  Draco pulled her into a tight hug, McLaggen didn’t know what was coming for him the next day. 

Draco pulled away from her, extending his hand out for her to take. “It’s only right for you to have your first dance. The yule ball doesn’t happen every year does it?” she gave him a warm smile taking his hand. His left hand rest on her waist, while her right hand was on his left shoulder. 

There was that same bubbly feeling again, the feeling that made her feel like a lovesick puppy. As if she was under some kind of love potion, she had been trying to push away this feeling. (Y/N) was unsure of what she felt towards Draco, the two were best friends since well birth. 

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘵, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 (𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶)

“You look amazing tonight. Red is a beautiful color on you, it’s Mcgagging lost. But, you know I’m always right.” (Y/N) let out a light laughter slapping Draco’s chest playfully as she rolled her eyes. 

“You don’t look too bad yourself Dray.”

It was during that exact moment she knew she loved Draco, it was that exact moment she knew she had feelings for him.

She smiled against Draco’s chest, she loved it when he’d hum to her or even when he’d sing. But that was on very rare occasions usually when he thought (Y/N) was asleep. “I have ever mentioned that red is a beautiful color on you?” his chest vibrated as he spoke causing (Y/N) to pull her head back slightly looking into his beautiful gray eyes.

“Hm, I think you have. Didn’t you tell me that the night of the yule ball?” Draco lifted their hands that were intwined signaling for (Y/N) to twirl. She let out a small giggle as he dipped her, before pulling her back up. He looked between her beautiful (Y/E/C) and red painted lips, intoxicated by your beauty. 

They wanted nothing more than to feel electricity coarse through their veins, to fill that sense of ecstasy that euphoria. It was as though they were each other’s drug never having enough of each other. 

Their relationship was something they never really touched subject on, they were in the grey area. I guess you could say they were friends with benefits, but they did what couples do: go out on occasional dates, buy each other stuff, sleepover, travel. Yet they never got around to what this entire relationship is. 

(Y/N) used her free hand placing it on the back of Draco’s neck giving into that feeling of need and lust, it was as though time stopped when the two were together. That same electric feeling coarsed through their veins a feeling they knew all too well. It was a beautiful feeling.

𝘚𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘖𝘯 𝘢 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘖𝘯 𝘢 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺 (𝘈𝘩, 𝘢𝘩)

“Draco dear! Where are you?” 

The two quickly pulled away from one another stepping away from each other, as pink painted their cheeks. Draco’s lips were now a bit red thanks to (Y/N)’s lipstick, she giggled at the sight. The two walked out of the rose garden to see Narcissa standing on the graveled path, “Ah there you two are! So sorry (Y/N), we’re going to call it a night. But we’ll see you sometime next week for dinner possibly? Your parents will fill you in!”

“Same time tomorrow?” Draco whispered the same smug smirk tugging at his lips.

“Wouldn’t miss it.”

This little rendezvous of theirs started no longer than a few months ago. It was a spur of the moment idea, the two wanting to get out of the house so- they decided to rent a room at some muggle hotel and well the night was long.

Very long.

Usually they’d meet up after Draco was done with class, he was studying to become a healer. He never needed to work both of them were trust-fund babies, but they had their own goals and ambitions to fill. (Y/N) was underway to becoming the potions teacher at Hogwarts. If Draco hadn’t gone into studying to become a healer, he would’ve also fit as the potions professor.

“Hi, I have a room under the name Isabelle Johnson.” 

The two never stayed at the same hotel, it was always different. Tonight they’ll be staying at The Langham. She always used the same name though, different hotels but same name.

“I have you for a Junior suite Ms.Johnson is that correct?” 

(Y/N) gave the young woman a nod of approval awaiting her room key, “I have another guest coming, my husband Tom Johnson will be coming by later. Is it okay if you leave an extra key for him?” The receptionist nodded typing in the computer leaving a note to herself or to anyone else who may check Draco in. Once (Y/N) got the keys she headed up the elevator to the suite.

𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰 (𝘕𝘰) 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦 '𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦

She had been in one or two relationships before this whole friends with benefits with Draco. She had dated Cassius Warrington for merely a six months, the two came to a mutual agreement no hard feelings when it came to the break up. Then she had dated Terence Higgs, that break up was rough. He was so “in love” with (Y/N) but she never felt the same way. There was something the two boys had asked her before they had broken up. 

It was something she pushed to the back of her mind, when the two had asked her that question she was unsure on how to answer them. Maybe it was because of Draco and her feelings towards him. Or maybe it’s because she simply didn’t feel the same way. Draco wasn’t one to ask her about her relationship, if anything he’d just ask how Warrington and Higgs were doing but nothing more.

“Thank you for meeting me Cassius.” (Y/N) spoke, offering him to take a sit across from her. She had asked him to meet at this muggle café in London, it was small, minimalist. The air was damp, the same clouds casted over gloomy London, the smell of fresh rain filled the streets. The two had been dating for nearly six months, but doing those six months she felt as though she could never meet him halfway. 

Once the two got their orders silence engulfed between the two, she sighed lightly it’s best for her to start the conversation. I mean she did ask for him to meet her here. 

“I’m not going to be rash. But, for the last few months I’ve felt distant from you, which is not your fault really it’s mine. I never met you half-way for much, turned you down to go on dates. I just feel as though, I don’t love you as much as I thought I did.” 

Cassius sighed twirling the mini spoon around his now empty tea cup, he had noticed how distant she became but just hoped that she would come around. But, a part of him knew the love she had for him was not as strong as it was before. It was like the flame on a candle wick, most of the wax halfway gone leaving the flame to burn whatever scraps was left.

“I-um knew for a while now.. I just held onto to hope. But, I don’t want you to be in a loveless relationship, neither should I. We can still be friends though.” (Y/N) placed her hand atop of Cassius giving it a soft squeeze, “This is a mutual breakup, we can both agree if anyone ask we came to the conclusion together.”

Terence was harder, Pansy had set the two up on a blind date. He had just gotten out of a relationship with some girl from Hufflepuff, a girl from their year of course. 

It was harder to get out of that relationship because not even three weeks in he claimed to have loved (Y/N). A part of her knew he was still hurt from just recently getting out of a relationship, she also knew when he said I love you he didn’t address it to her. Merely because there were times when the name of his ex-girlfriend would slip past his mouth. This never bothered her as much as she thought it would do, if anything it was eye-opening.

The night she had broken up with Terence, she sat with him as he cried. She sat there and told him if him and Hannah were meant to be, they’d find their way back to each other eventually.

The question both boys asked before she had left them, that had her laying wide awake at night was:

“Is it because of Draco? Are we breaking up because of him?” 

Sure, the two were close. They were best friends. She had broken up with the two because she was not in love, she didn’t feel the same way. But a part of her knew Draco could’ve been a contributing factor.

The sound of door creaking open brought her out of her thoughts glancing over at the clock to see Draco was a bit later than usual. (Y/N) smirked standing from the bed to meet Draco halfway, “You’re later th-”

“Strip and get on the bed.” 

This hasn’t happened in a long while, her stomach turned in excitement as she clenched her thighs together. Draco slowly walked up to her wrapping his fingers around her throat, “Do I need to repeat myself?” (Y/N) smiled at him innocently before shaking her head.

“No.”

“Good girl.”

𝘚𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘭𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰

It had been a long day for Draco, usually because some other trainees may have been being complete douche bags or patients would give him glares, and some healers may have been degrading him due to having the mark. He was use to the mark, sometimes forgetting it’s there. So when he’d roll up his sleeves to his elbow the mark was visible. 

His eyes wandered over her naked figure, usually she’d shy away from his gaze but it made her feel more confident and proud. Draco stood at the edge of the bed, his hands shoved into his front pockets not hiding his visible bulge. Usually when he has a long day like this, she’ll let him do whatever he wants. To an extent of course, he knew her limits as she knew his.

Nights like these left her unable to walk the next morning, next few days to say the least. Along with many, many marks and bruises. She never minded though. Nights like these made her feel alive, the way his hands wrapped around her throat, or the way he’d kiss her, mark her all over her chest.

“Are you gonna let me do whatever I want tonight?” His beautiful grey eyes were far gone it was much darker and almost black. (Y/N) nodded leaning up on her elbows, “Anything you want Draco, I’m yours.” sometimes she question herself, was her heart talking or was it her head. Was love talking or was it just purely lust?

Draco’s hand moved to her cheek brushing his thumb against her cheeks his rings were cold against your hot cheeks. That only fueled your desire, you loved his rings one caught your eye. You had recently given it to him to show how proud you were that no matter what was thrown at him at work he was still able to keep himself under control.

You had stopped by Saint Mungo’s meeting up with Draco for lunch, something you tried to do as much as possible to keep his spirits up because you knew many of the healers there along with patients would have a lot to say about having a Malfoy treat them.

She played with the velvet green box in the pocket of her trench coat, inside was a beautiful Garden silver snake ring on the inside of the ring she had gotten his initials engraved. He saw her sitting inside the waiting area sighing in relief, just the person he wanted to see.

Walking in he placed a kiss to the crown of her head, “Let me get my coat and we’ll head out.” (Y/N) nodded in approval watching him turn the corner. A soft scoff caught her attention, she glanced to see a woman who seemed to be no older than forty-five reading the daily prophet.

“May I help you?” (Y/N) never meant to come off as rude but she knew it was witches and wizards like her that made Draco want to quit becoming a healer. The woman glanced at (Y/N) placing the prophet down.

“Are you dating him? Do you know who he is? A death eater dear!” 

(Y/N) scoffed lightly it’s been three years. Three years! Yet still people bother to talk about how Draco was a death eater, only judging what they see. “First off, he’s not a death eater! Voldemort is dead! And yes I know who is he! That’s my best friend and I am honestly sick and tired of you people bashing him for his name! You should not be judging someone you-”

“(Y/N)” Draco placed his hand on her shoulder giving it a small squeeze, “let’s go.” she picked up her purse brushing her hair out of her face turning on her heels in anger walking away from the waiting room.

“Have a great rest of your day ma’am.” Draco spoke before catching up with (Y/N). The lady was left speechless and embarrassed of her actions from earlier. (Y/N) was tired of people degrading Draco of his name and past, hoping that one day they can all just move on. 

Draco finally caught up with her. He knew how much it angered her when he’d tell her about what he had encountered at work. He tried to not let it bother him as much, trying his best to just let it go and forget about it. The mark was like a bad stain that he was stuck with.

“Darling.” 

(Y/N) turned around to wrap her arms around his neck, “I’m so sorry Dray.” his brows furrowed in confusion as to why she was apologizing he pulled back slightly placing his hands on her cheeks. Using his thumbs to brush her tears away, “You don’t need to apologize. Thank you for defending me, I really appreciate.” she gave him a small smile remembering the box in her pocket.

“I um, have something for you.” 

She held the box between the two causing Draco to smirk, “Are you proposing Avery?” (Y/N) rolled her eyes playfully “You wish.” he took the box into his hands opening it to see a beautiful silver snake ring. Carefully he picked it up watching as it glistened in the sunlight, he noticed a small engraving in the ring noticing it was his initials.

“I know you go through some much with patients and well people like- that witch so I wanted to get you a gift to remind you that you’re strong and it doesn’t matter what other’s think.” she watched as he slipped it onto his middle finger noting that it fit perfectly.

“Thank you (Y/N/N). I love it.”

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘭𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶

“Say it again.” he whispered as he slowly leaned forward. 

“I’m yours.” 

The kiss was rough and sinful  their teeth clashed against each other Draco’s hand moved around her throat causing (Y/N) to let out a low moan. He pulled away moving kisses down her neck before pausing for a second. 

He quickly undid his tie “May I darling?” (Y/N) smiled “You can do whatever you want sir, take me how you would like.” Draco smirked wrapping the satin material over her eyes tying it behind her head. 

“Such a good girl. Now, lay back I’m gonna go fetch something.”

(Y/N) did as she was told laying back her head coming in contact with the puffy pillow. She heard the door shut, she didn’t want to take her blindfold off but she was unsure of where he had gone. A few minutes later the door opened back up, (Y/N) didn’t dare to move not wanting to anger Draco more than he already was.

Draco placed the glass of ice onto the night stand, he leaned over pressing a chaste kiss on the corner of her lips causing her to gasp lightly. This was the first time he had blindfolded her, everything was heightened now that once of her senses was blocked. He finally placed his lips on hers, this kiss was different it was slow and passionate unlike earlier. 

(Y/N) felt Draco pull away slightly as she lifted her head in attempt to find his soft pink lips. He took an ice cube from the glass and placed it between his teeth, slowly he grazed it over her chest watching her face contour in pleasure. This was also new, and it had her wondering where did he learn this from?

He grazed the ice cube over her nipples watching as her chest rose and fell, he dragged the ice cube further down the valley of her breast watching as it left a trail. Her body felt as though it was on fire, she could feel Draco trailing the ice cube up and down her inner thigh wanting nothing more than for him to just put his mouth to different use.

Her breathing was heavy chest rising up and down ever few seconds, she gripped the sheets. His long fingers played with your juices teasingly, as his tongue brushed against your sensitive nub – at this point she could hear her heart beat pounding in her ear. Silently begging for more, wanting him to just get straight to the point.

She couldn’t see his face but she knew he had a smug look, that git. Draco finally gave in wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves causing (Y/N) to gasp loudly. Unsure if she could move, she kept her hands to the side trying her platinum blonde. In her past two relationships they could never compare to what Draco makes her feel with every touch she felt euphoric, entranced, under his spell. 

“Dray.” 

The mixture of his fingers vigorously pumping into you as his warm mouth nurtured your clit, he was entranced you couldn’t see it but he adored the way your squirmed under his touch. The way you bit your lip and threw your head back in pleasure. It was truly a beautiful sight.

That same familiar knot formed in her stomach, she bucked her hips against his mouth chasing her high. Draco pulled away before she could even reach it causing her to whimper in disapproval. He began to remove his dress shirt leaning forward to kiss her red lips, tasting herself on his lips. The sound of his belt unbuckling was music to her ears.

“Draco please, I want to see you.”

He leaned forward untying the knot, her eyes fluttered open adjusting to the light of the room leaning forward to press kisses onto his bare abdomen helping him undone his belt. Draco placed his left hand around her throat, “Just lay back for me darling.” her eyes glanced over to the mark. It wasn’t a deep jet black, it was now a bit of a charcoal gray. She knew he had been finding remedies to get it removed or to at least make it fade. Whatever he was doing was working. 

(Y/N) nodded laying back into the soft white sheets watching as Draco removed whatever garment of clothing he had left reaching into his back pocket to grab the gold foil quickly unwrapping it to place the latex onto his shaft.

His mouth travels through your neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin, as a low moan escapes from your lips. The sound seems to have ignited something deep inside of him, he finally enters you, your eyes shut once more and you see stars. He started off at a slow pace, your hands reached around to running them up and down his back feeling how tense his muscles were.

“Let go Dray, be as rough as you need to be. I can handle it.” 

He picks up the pace and holds one of your legs above his shoulder. His hips thrust into yours and you hide your face in the crook of his neck, leaving open mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin. His scent intoxicates you, a sweet mixture of his cologne and sweat. Slowly he brought his hand up to wrap around your throat, her eyes rolled back in pleasure one of her hands wrapped around his wrist.

“Faster.” 

They were a mess, their moans and pants painting an unholy symphony he removed his hand from her neck allowing the two to trade places. (Y/N) was now sitting atop of him, he laid back placing his hands behind his head. 

“Go on darling, get yourself off.” 

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘭𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶

(Y/N) smirked as she bounced, creating a steady rhythm, one that suits the both of you. Draco has one of his hands gripping your waist tightly, guiding you as you ride him and pushing you down harder. Your hips roll against his, creating a refreshingly sinful friction. His other hand travels up your torso, finding your breasts and playing with your nipples, taking his time with each of them.

She leaned forward pressing kisses onto his chest and moving up to his shoulder biting the exposed skin causing Draco to hiss in pain and pleasure. The obscene sounds of skin against skin fill the room, as you bounce on his shaft. You can feel the familiar bubble of warmth grow on your lower abdomen and his name falls from your lips like a spell. No matter how many times they’ve done this, she was still left speechless.

(Y/N) wrapped her hand around his throat tugging him up, he sat upright wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her flushed against his chest as they reached their high. Their lips moved against one another moving in-sync, the two were a panting mess. Her hand dropped from his throat moving both hands to grip his shoulders.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘜𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 (𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩) 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰

“Come on darling let go.” Draco rasped brushing her hair out of her face, he kissed her once more watching as she buried her head into the crook of his neck riding out her high, Draco following not too long after.

“I love you.” (Y/N) mumbled as she rode out her high. 

Draco heard it loud and clear, watching as (Y/N) rolled off of him. She didn’t mean it, I don’t think she did. He was panicking, not wanting to bring up the subject. He wasn’t even sure if she heard herself say it, maybe it was the sex. She didn’t mean it.

(Y/N) rolled over to an empty bed, usually the two would just sleep over and leave together the next day. This was different, she noticed a note sitting on the nightstand with her name on it. 

𝙃𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮, 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙢'𝙨 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥.

-𝘿.𝙈

Her brows furrowed in confusion, this wasn’t the usual Draco. Did she say something? She began to rack her brain, unsure of what she could’ve said to have Draco running out the door. 

“Incendio.” she mumbled watching as the note began to burn, what did she do wrong?

It’s been a month since the two had last met, a month. (Y/N) had sent him notes the first two weeks since their last meet up yet Draco never wrote back. After the two weeks she stopped, still unsure of what she may have done. However, she was sure tonight she’d finally get the answer. The Malfoy’s had invited the Avery’s for dinner, something that was long awaited.

“(Y/M/N), (Y/F/N) come in! Ah! I see we only have (Y/N) tonight.” Lucius spoke as they walked into the Malfoy Manor. Before it use to be so dark and dreary, now it was bright, lively, warm and welcoming. 

The last time she was back at the Manor was way before Narcissa had given it a makeup. She loved to wander the many halls of the manor, (Y/N) walked the halls admiring the portraits of the Malfoy family. She stopped in front of a portrait with Lucius, standing to the left of Draco whom sat in a grand chair Narcissa to his right and his Aunt Bellatrix not too far from Narcissa.

Just then a pair of cold hands covered her eyes, “Harry?” (Y/N) questioned sarcastically earning a low scowl from Draco. She knew the two were now good friends, but she also knew just what to do to push his buttons. 

“You wound be Avery.”

(Y/N) smiled brightly as he moved his hands to wrap around her waist, resting his chin on the crown of her head. She was still staring at the family portrait, Draco seemed so sad, the color from his face drained from all the stress that was onto him. 

“You look much happier now.. did you know that?” her voice was barley a whisper, loud enough for the two to hear. Draco smiled at her lifting his chin slightly to rest on her shoulder, “It’s thanks to my mum, and well to you-”

'𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 (𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰) 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘚𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶

She turned around resting her hands on his chest, “mostly you honestly. You stuck with me no matter what the circumstances were.” (Y/N) smiled pressing a kiss to his pale cheek. “I know, I’m the best! Now, let’s get lunch I’m starved.” Draco chuckled at her comment watching as she pulled away from his arms.

He loved her. He really did but, he was also afraid. He’s never had a relationship before, sure he may have had girls drooling over him and well shagged a few but it was never anything serious. But (Y/N)? He knew he loved her, but he just felt afraid. 

(Y/M/N) smiled, “Yes! Ryan is off on a quidditch match.” (Y/N) admired the beautiful chandelier that hung in the foyer, her eyes moved from the ceiling to the marble floors. Narcissa did an amazing job.

“Draco’s in the library dear.” 

She turned her attention away from the ground and back to Lucius giving him a warm smile, “Thank you Mr.Malfoy.” she knew the manor like the back of her hand.

The library was one of her favorite room. The amount of books that decorated the shelves, it could honestly be a book store. (Y/N) walked the halls quietly not wanting Draco to get up and leave before she could ask why he left to suddenly. Once she reached the library she quickly closed the doors muttering “Colloportus.”

“Muffliato.” she mumbled watching as Draco stared at her with wide-eyes,  “Incarcerous.” Draco watched as roped wrapped around his wrist, he tugged at them slightly watching as (Y/N) smirked in satisfaction. She wanted answers and if this is the only way she was going to get them so be it.

“Why did you leave Dray?” 

Draco tugged at the restraints huffing slightly, “Didn’t you read the note?” (Y/N) glared at him “Of course I read the note! But seriously? Your mum’s birthday passed! And, you haven’t been answering any of my notes.” 

“Relashio.” 

He stalked over to (Y/N) wrapping his hand around her wrist, “You don’t get to come into my house and make demands, let alone integrate me!” 

(Y/N) scoffed loudly, “Then just answer my question! Merlin Dray, you were always one with the dramatics. You always make things complicated!” Draco ran his fingers through his hair tugging at his roots. He paused, I make things complicated? 

“I make things complicated? Wow (Y/N) very clever, at least I was not the one who said I love you.”  Her head whipped towards Draco. What did he just say? She blinked a few times, processing what he just said.

“Come again?”

“We had something good going on (Y/N/N), I thought we agreed no feelings.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, “We never agreed to anything! All we did was hook up and went from their! You and I both know we’ve been beating around the bush. Avoiding the subject as to what we are. So maybe I do love you-”

He watched as she sat down, “I have loved you for the last seven years Draco. The night of the yule ball, that’s when I knew I loved you that’s when I knew I had feelings for you! But instead of telling you I pushed that feeling away afraid you wouldn’t feel the same way. Then we had this whole rendezvous which made me question what we are, but I want more! I want to be able to tell Pansy I don’t need to go on blind dates anymore, I don’t want to go into another relationship knowing I don’t truly love that person. So tell me now Draco, what is it that you want to do?”

Draco cupped her fast brushing the tears that had stained her cheeks, “I left because honestly, I was afraid, I still am. I don’t want to fuck up and treat you badly as my father did me. I have never been in a relationship before, nor did I know what love felt like. But when I’m with you I forget about all my worries. You’re my light (Y/N), you always have been. I love you too much to loose you.”

(Y/N) rested her forehead against his watching as he took both your hands into his peppering kisses over the back of your hand, “Please forgive me love, I’m so sorry.” she let go of his hands so she could wrap her arms around him instead burying her head into the crook of his neck.

“I forgive you Dray.” She pulled back to place a soft kiss onto his lips, wiping the tears from his pale cheeks. After seven years she finally admitted her true feelings for her best friend.

“Why don’t we ditch this dinner and I take you out on a proper date?” (Y/N) giggled nodding in approval, unlocking the library door the two walked hand in hand to the dining room noticing their parents were having a drink and chattering among themselves. 

The two caught Narcissa’s attention first, she gasped loudly nearly dropping her glass as she brought her hand to her mouth “Is it finally happening?” (Y/N) watched as Draco tried to hide his blush, “Well not yet, but Draco asked me out on a date then, we’ll go from there.” Narcissa smiled widely “Go ahead! I’m sure we can turn this family dinner into a double date?” she looked between her husband and the Avery’s whom agreed. The two stood outside the manor, unsure of where to go next. 

“So, does this mean you’re going to be a Malfoy?” 

(Y/N) slapped his shoulder playfully, “If that’s your way of a proposal remind me to say no.”

The two were finally happy, after what they had gone through in the last five years? They deserved it, especially Draco.

[thebadgerclan]

Never Felt Like This

Pairing: Lucius Malfoy x reader

Requested by Anonymous

Summary: Lucius has never felt like this about anyone...

A/N: Kinda long, but I really like this and how it turned out 😊

Lucius had never felt this way before, not when he’d met Narcissa, not when he’d married her, not even with any of his dozens of mistresses.  But as he watched you where you sat at your desk, quill spinning between your teeth, brows furrowed in concentration, he felt it: the burning sensation in his chest, as if his heart was on fire as it beat beneath his ribs.  Lucius Malfoy was in love, in love with you, for the first time in his life.  He’d met you three weeks ago, when you’d been transferred into his department at the Ministry.  Lucius was cordial when you first met, making idle small talk in an effort to welcome you and make you feel at ease.

But as your personality revealed itself, Lucius was a goner, falling for you more and more every time you spoke.  You were funny, smart, witty, kind, compassionate, and so much more.  You were also beautiful, drawing Lucius’ eye every time you entered a room, but he found that he was more captivated by your personality than your appearance, though you were certainly gorgeous, more so than any woman Lucius had ever met.  

After three weeks of admiring you from afar, Lucius decided he was going to ask you to dinner.  He’d already made reservations at The Golden Snitch, and if you said no, he supposed he’d just take Narcissa.  He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he and his wife had gone out, and he honestly didn’t care.  She had her fair share of lovers, they likely were taking her out every night.  Lucius pushed the thought from his mind as he got to his feet and made his way over to your desk.

His heart was pounding and he felt sweat forming on his brow.  “Hello, Y/N,” he said, voice steady.  You looked up from your work, a smile on your face; a smile that made Lucius swoon.  “Hey Lucius, what’s up?”  He breathed deeply, folding his hands before him.  “I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me tomorrow evening?  I have a reservation at The Golden Snitch for 7 o’clock.”  Lucius saw your eyes dart to his hands, to his wedding band, and he felt his stomach twist.  But you looked back up at him and smiled.  “I’d love to.”

***

The following day passed slower than any day Lucius had ever experienced.  He got nothing accomplished, but when 5 o’clock rolled around, Lucius sprang to his feet, once again making his way to your desk.  “I’m going to head home and freshen up,” he said, and you nodded.  “Alright, I’m heading out as well.”  “I’ll come and pick you up around 6:30?”  “Sounds great,” you replied, gathering your things and Apparating home.  When you arrived, you immediately set about getting ready, changing into a nice dress with matching heels, fixing your hair and touching up your makeup.

You’d nearly fainted from excitement when Lucius asked you to dinner yesterday.  He’d had your heart for months, and when you were transferred to his department, you were over the moon.  And now, you were going out to dinner with Lucius Malfoy.  To The Golden Snitch, no less, a 5 star restaurant that you knew was near impossible to get a reservation at.  At 6:30 exactly, there was a knock at your door.  When you opened it, you saw Lucius standing before you, a bouquet of red roses in hand.

He was dressed in forest green dress robes, and you felt your knees go weak.  “You look beautiful, Y/N,” he said, handing you the roses.  You took them gratefully, conjuring a vase of water for them.  “Thank you, Lucius.  These are gorgeous.”  “Not nearly as gorgeous as you.”  You blushed deeply, and Lucius smiled.  “You look handsome,” you said, and he beamed.  “Why thank you, Y/N.  Shall we?”  Lucius offered his arm and you took it, shutting your door before Lucius Apparated away.  

There was a line around the block outside The Golden Snitch, but Lucius bypassed it, proceeding directly to a private table.  There was a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne, candles lit all around the small, private room.  “Lucius, this is…”  “Exactly what you deserve,” he finished for you, pulling out your chair.  Appetizers appeared on the table as Lucius poured you a flute of champagne.  Conversation flowed easily, only pausing when a waiter came in to take your orders.  The food was spectacular, but halfway through your entree, seared lobster, you grew quiet.

Lucius noticed immediately, but he thought that maybe you were more focused on your food.  But when the two of you ordered dessert and you were still subdued, Lucius spoke up.  “Is everything alright, Y/N?”  “Hmm?  Oh, yes.”  But he knew you were lying, and reached across the table to take your hand, sending sparks through your body.  “Y/N, please, I can tell something is bothering you.  Won’t you tell me?”  “Alright,” you conceded.  “I’m a muggleborn.”  Lucius nodded, expecting there to be more. But you looked at him expectantly, and he realized that was all.

“Alright.”  “Alright?  You don’t mind?”  “Not in the slightest.  I know, I have a certain reputation, but I no longer feel that way.  Your blood status means nothing to me, I care about your personality, and your personality, along with your stunning, ethereal beauty.”  “But you’re…”  “Yes?”  You hesitated, not wanting to offend him.  “You’re married.”  To your surprise, Lucius laughed.  “Yes, I am married.  But let me ask you this, Y/N: do you have feelings for me?”  “I… yes, Lucius, I do.  I do, I have feelings for you, and I have for months.”  “Then that is what I care about.  I have feelings for you too, Y/N, I have since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“But what about you wife?”  Lucius took your other hand in his, squeezing them gently.  “Y/N, you probably don’t know this, and I would never expect you to, but Narcissa, my wife, and I’s marriage was arranged.”  “It was?”  Lucius nodded.  “Indeed.  We are friendly, but there are no romantic feelings between us.”  “Wait,” you said, cocking your head.  “Don’t you have a son?”  Lucius nodded again.  “I do.  Narcissa and I bedded one another enough in order to have him, but after that, we went our separate ways.  She has taken lovers, as have I.  But Y/N, I have never, never in my life, felt this way before.  

“I have never felt this captivated, as consumed as I do with you.  I have never seen beauty as I see yours, never seen a soul so kind and compassionate as yours, never known someone as perfect as you are.  Y/N, I know this might me sudden, might be too soon.  But Y/N, I am in love with you, I am in love with you with everything I am.  I have never been so in love, never been in love at all, but I am in love with you.”  You were breathless, speechless as you looked at Lucius.  After what felt like a millenia, you spoke.

“Lucius,” you said, heart pounding, fit to burst out of your chest.  “Lucius I… I love you too.  I’ve loved you for...since I met you.”  Smiling widely, Lucius brought your hands to his lips, kissing them tenderly.  “Y/N, will you be mine?  I cannot marry you, but I will give you everything and anything you could ever want. Money, jewels, a wing in the manor all to yourself, say the word and it’s yours.”  You squeezed his hands, smiling as well.  “All I want is you, Lucius.”  “Then you shall have me, my darling.”

The nickname rolled off his tongue with ease, and when he saw how you smiled wider at it, Lucius’ heart swelled.  He paid the bill and offered you his arm, which you took, as you walked home rather than Apparating.  “There are rooms in the manor if you should like,” he said, holding the hand that rested in the crook of his elbow.  “Either to stay the night or to move in.  You don’t have to, though, only if you wish.”  You leaned in closer.  “I’d like that.  Could I, maybe, stay tonight?”  “Of course, my dove.  Do you need anything from your apartment?”  “Pajamas and clothes for tomorrow, but that’s all.”

Lucius brought you to your apartment and you gathered your things before joining him again.  He Apparated you to Malfoy Manor, leading you inside.  “I’ll show you around tomorrow,” he said as you ascended the grand staircase.  “Our rooms are this way, Narcissa’s are down that corridor.”  Seemingly at the mention of her name, Narcissa appeared.  “Ahh, Lucius, you’re home.  I assume this is Y/N?”  “It is.  Y/N, this is Narcissa.”  Being in the presence of Lucius’ wife shot a bit of dread through your heart, and Narcissa laughed softly.

“You have nothing to fret over, dear.  I have no interest in Lucius.  No offense, Lucius.”  “None take, Cissa.”  “Besides, I have Avery waiting for me in my rooms.  Goodnight, you two.”  “Goodnight, Cissa.”  You only nodded, and Narcissa turned and floated down the hall.  “Avery is her paramour, as she calls him.  Now, my darling, I believe our rooms await us?”  Lucius offered his arm to you again, and you took it, following him down the corridor, a massive smile on your face.  The pair of you changed and settled into bed, Lucius’ arms resting gently around your waist.  He kissed your temple and your heart skipped a beat, and you knew it would be hard to sleep tonight.

[wreckofawriter]

Heartbeat

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Angst

Summary: This is based off 'Points Scored' on my fanfic vote. Sirius and others play a game to see who can sleep with reader first.

An: Sorry for not writting!

"Beat that, fuckers!" Sirius exclaimed busting through the door.

Avery and Mulciber were seated, they looked at him with nervous excitement that they couldn't quite describe. 

Sirius then threw a lacy bra onto the table proceeding to bow as the other two boys glanced down at the fabric. 

"Don't tell me that’s-" 

"That's right, Grace Huddleston!" Sirius beamed. 

"No way!" Avery complained, "She wouldn't even come within ten feet of us!" 

"That's because you’re slimy gits, not the smooth and handsome Sirius Black." He grinned enjoying the distraught looks of his associates.

Mulciber rolled his eyes and glanced down at the sheet, "As impressive as that is Black, you’re still losing." 

"What?! How?! She's worth 10 points!" He said completely aghast. 

"Yes, but while you did that I scored Narcissa and Andromeda, both 6 points," Avery smirked.

"My cousins you sick fuck? I thought we agreed on no family?" He growled. 

"Yes, we agreed on no DIRECT family, and since neither of us wants to fuck your brother I'd say we're fine." Mulciber smiled. 

"Fuck you guys," Sirius muttered plopping down onto a chair examine the chart they had made. He was indeed behind Avery by 7 points and only ahead of Mulciber by 3. The game was ending at the end of the month, leaving him only two weeks to pull ahead. This would have been easy if Avery wasn't scoring points fast enough to keep his lead.

"If you actually want a chance to win I say you go for one of the big two." Avery sneered.

There were two names at the bottom of their little chart, each worth 30 points, an amount which would pull Sirius far enough to win. 

The first name scrawled in Mulciber’s not so impressive handwriting read. ‘Lily Evans’. 

Now, of course, Sirius would never go for that one. For one, the thought of sleeping with Evan's made him sick, for another even if he managed to somehow seduce her, James would kill him before he even got his points redeemed. 

Sirius rolled his eyes, "You guys know that they are impossible." 

"I thought you were the Great Sirius Black?" Mulciber mocked. 

"Or was that all talk?" Avery grinned. 

"Fine." Sirius huffed, "Just don’t come crying for your money back when I win." 

"If you win Black. If." 

"You know what, let's make it more interesting," Sirius smirked, "Since all of us know I'm not gonna go for Evans, how about whoever can sleep with y/l/n first wins? No time limit, just racing against each other. Whoever gets her first wins?" 

Avery and Mulciber glanced at each other. 

"Or are you guys too scared?" Sirius jeered. 

"Fine." Avery agreed "We're in." 

You glared down the girl in front of you, almost begging her to do what you knew she was planning.

“Oops.” Marlen drawled sarcastically pouring the cup of pumpkin juice delicately onto your head.

You didn't flinch, your heart still sustaining its soft, steady beat. You swiped your tongue out onto your lips humming at the taste of the spiced gourde.

Marlen stared at you, you could tell that this was not what she was used to. She was used to girls screaming or bursting into tears. Of course, you did not fulfill these expectations.

“You’re going to regret that Mckinnon.” You murmerd a signature smirk still twitching on your lips.

You saw her eyes flash with fear before darting around and resetting on your own.

“Oh, are you going to write to mommy and daddy about it, they're gonna fix it for you? Or are you gonna break your psycho uncle out of Azkaban and have him kill us?” She smiled sweetly, the sugar that coated everything she did made you want to vomit.

“Don't worry you'll see him in there soon enough.” She giggled; a ridiculously sharp noise.

“Do not ever compare me to my family.” You growled.

“Oooohh, I'm terrified.” She mocked although you could read the truth in her eyes, the truth she would never share with the girls who were crowded around you. 

“You do it again and I won't have to break out my uncle to kill you.” Your voice was so low the girl you were speaking to could hardly hear it.

“Don’t worry I’ll put you where you belong, behind bars.” 

Her smile and the girls laughs only lasted for a short second. 

You heard a loud crunch as your knuckles connected with her nose, a sharp yell of pain echoed through the corridor followed quickly by gasps and screams. 

You hissed at the pain your hand now held, it throbbed lightly, your heartbeat finding itself there.

Sobs then grasped from Marlen’s mouth causing you to scoff, mumbling “Pathetic.” quietly under your breath before you turned to leave. 

"Miss y/l/n!"  McGonagall shouted, her voice inflated with fury. 

"Yes Professor?" You drawled turning to face the women, a bored expression taking your features. 

"I just ran into Miss McKinnon and her nose is broken!" She yelled glaring down at you, it was no secret you were one of her least favorite students. 

"She shouldn't be sticking it in other people's business." You shrugged picking at your nails.

"Are you telling me that you are the one who broke it?" She gasped. 

"Godric, I would have thought you had figured that already." You rolled your eyes. 

"Detention, my room, for a month." She hissed. 

"I'm so sorry, I'm going to have to cancel." You hummed a disappointed look falling upon you. 

"Miss y/l/n detention isn’t something you can just cancel." She scoffed 

"It is when I already have detention with Flitwick." You shrugged. 

"Fine then. Morning detention. I already have a group of students serving then, you will join them." 

"I'm gonna gave to cancel again." You smiled.

"Don't tell me you have more detention." McGonagall sighed.

"No, I'm just not a morning person." You smirked. 

McGonagall sharpened her gaze on you and you just smiled back.

"I expect to see you there Miss y/l/n." 

"Of course." You mocked.

McGonagall turned on her heel mumbling something about the need for discipline and left. 

You did the same continuing towards your common room. You reached the room and was about to whisper the password when a booming voice echoed through the dark corridor. 

"Y/l/n!" 

You turned to be met with a pair of stunning green eyes and floppy blonde hair. A mischievous smile danced in white, tucked neatly behind a pair of pink lips. 

"Avery." You drawled attempting to keep your eyes from rolling. 

"You look stunning as always." He complimented this time nothing could have stopped your eyes from turning in their sockets, "How are you?"

"Better when you weren't here." You sighed.

"Oh come one y/l/n, we're friends." He smiled.

"Just because I have been forced to go to the same social gatherings as you since I was four doesn't mean we're friends." You drawled before mumbling the password and slipping into the common room. 

Avery followed, as persistent as ever, "Good, I never liked the friend zone anyway."

You scoffed, "Well I hope you enjoy the dickwad-who-harasses-me zone." 

"I wouldn't call it harassment." He smirked placing his hand lightly on your waist. 

"I would," you spoke snatching his palm from your skin and twisting it harshly. 

He gasped but continued to smile, "I bet you like it rough in bed." 

You dug your nails into his flesh hearing his hiss in pain, "Speak to me like that again and I break your wrist. Clear?"

"Crystal." He whimpered. 

"Avery!" Another voice called through the common room, "Will you please stop harassing the beautiful girl?" 

You let go of Avery's wrist and turned, this time to see Mulciber. 

Avery through him a sharp glance before backing away from you.

"Are you okay?" He asked, placing his hand on your shoulder and examining you closely. A little too closely. 

"Fine." You shook his hand off your shoulder once and tossed one more icy glare at Avery before ascending to your room.

You groaned wincing as you sat up slowly from your bed, your head pounded. You swore, regretting the small bottle of fire whiskey which now lay empty on your floor. 

You stood slowly, the grey of early morning dulling the colors of your dorm room. You stepped down from your bed, your warm feet cooling on the wooden floor. You glanced out of the window to your left. 

You let your mind sink into the green murky water, you watched something dart by calmly. You wished to stay there forever, watching as the kelp swayed slowly back and forth, part of you wanted to grab the closest thing and smash the glass letting yourself become part of the dark wet. 

You brushed the thought from your head dressing in silence, downing a few painkillers and, sliding on your robes before grabbing the black leather school bag which rested at the end of your bed. 

You exited the room slipping slowly down the stairs before sighing and pushing open the door, greeted by the warmth of the dungeons. You listened to footsteps echo off the walls listening to your heart pound calmly. You let your mind wander, but never too far, you kept it in chains, holding it from dark corners which you wished would fall away.

You accened a stairwell enjoying the soft hum of the changing steps and the murmurs of the portraits which surrounded you. 

You walked a few more steps before pushing open a heavy wooden door to be greeted by five pairs of eyes.

The first you locked with were a deep grey, silver almost seeming to swirl within them. Your mind filled with memories of searches and hiding, pinning and secrets, hearts thumping, blush rising. 

They left your thoughts as quickly as they flooded them. Your heart thumped its usual slow pace, no change taking place.

“Ms. Y/l/n, nice of you to show up.” McGonagall snipped glancing at a clock which read five-o-five. Five minutes late. 

“It was nice of me to show up, you should be thankful.” You spoke back, your headache seeming to remerge. 

You heard a pair of sneakers and felt a glare on you, but you refused to look down at the boys who sat at the tables in front of you. 

“You should be thankful I don't have you expelled.” She wiped.

You nodded and took a seat at one of the tables in the back, you felt the boy's eyes follow you, you could hear whispers being exchanged. 

“Well, I hope you all like paperwork because you will be organizing it for the next three hours,” McGonnagle spoke earning a groan from James who sat in front of you. She waved her wand and papers appeared on each of your desks, most were disciplinary forms. Some papers you didn't quite feel like reading and some were littered with spells and charms. You reached for your wand, only to have it ripped from your hand.

“No magic.” The woman in front of you smirked almost as if she enjoyed your pain. 

“Give me my wand back.” you hissed.

She didn't follow her orders and instead examined the wand with intense criticism, “Hawthorn?” she asked.

You replied with a curt nod. 

“Core?” 

“Dragon heartstring.” You snarled missing the feeling of its rough wood in your hand.

“Very nice.” was all the professor said before setting it gently back onto your desk. “Wand away Potter!” 

You glared at the papers in front of you, the harsh black against pure white hurting your eyes. You leaned your head down hiding your eyes in the crook of your elbow, attempting to stop the pounding of your head by cowering from the light. You slowly let yourself be immersed back into black. 

You stifled a giggle, your heart beating wildly in your chest as you clamped your hand over your mouth. You were enveloped in blackness, the only visible light was sliding through a small sliver at your feet before it spread like a bird’s wings until it stretched too thin and disappeared. 

You felt another giggle rise in your throat. You were tempted to shed the uncomfortable dress you wore, but you didn't want your mother to scold you again. You choked back laughter as footsteps grew louder dress shoes on polished granite sounding loudly in your ears. You could feel a broom handle digging into your back, your heart now thumped so loudly against your rib cage you were sure that the boy outside could hear it, and maybe he could. 

The door whipped open, blinding you with light as you let out a small shriek hiding behind your hands before peaking through them and seeing a deep, swirling grey.

You awoke with a start, your eyes met grey once again and you stifled a light shout. 

“You awake y/l/n?” Sirius asked with a small smirk.

“No.” You answered turning away from the boy. 

He chuckled a dark rich sound, “Well you might want to change that, we’ve got class in four minutes.”

“Fuck.” You mumbled turning back to him. You watched as his eyes sparkled in a godly way, his silky hair falling from behind his ear, his milky skin uninterrupted by blemishes. Your heart thumped its lazy beat, almost bored. 

“You coming?” He asked moving away from you to gather his stuff. You nodded, although you weren't quite sure where you were going.

You gather your things and trailed slowly after the boy who waited for you at the door.

“I've missed you y/l/n, we haven’t spoken in so long.” Sirius spoke and you felt as if you were finally jolted awake. 

“You did?” Your voice was filled with doubt and menace.

“Of course, we were great friends as kids, how could I not?” He smiled at you.

Something changed, your heartbeat stuttered, your breaths quickened and you felt yourself falling, so slowly, like the hero in an action movie, you just hopped cupid had just as terrible aim as the villains always did. 

You struggled to keep your eyelid’s incredible weight up. You felt your mind nod into darkness before you snapped your head back to attention, Flitwick’s high voice echoing in and out of your head. You finally gave up and let your head fall back onto your arm, your hair spilling onto the desk as you let the world disappear behind you. 

You woke in a dark cold room you recognized far too well. The echoing of heels on marble floors ringing in your ears. You could feel the dress you wore scratching the back of your neck as the large earrings poked through you snagged in your hair. You looked across the table and met the face of a tall woman, her smokey black hair pulled into such a tight bun you almost thought it would rip the skin from her scalp. Your small hands grasped a fork, you suddenly felt a sharp hiss of pain and you bit back a whimper glancing at your mother who glared at you her wand clutched under her skirt, ready to perform another act of punishment. You set down the fork you held and grasp the one to its left earning a small nod of approval. 

You glanced to your right to meet the softness of pillowing grey eyes. You felt your heart thump loudly as the small boy reached for your hand under the table, grasping it and giving it a small squeeze. You bite your tongue as false laughter surrounded you, the soft tinkle of silverware hitting china running in the cold dining hall, the chandelier above you sending an icy light through the area. 

Yet you felt warmth on your cheeks and in your hand as the boy next you held you. You wished to tell him, you hoped for him to tell you something in return, but it was secret you knew you would die with because as your mother said, you're ten years old now, you aren't children anymore. You don't have time for feelings. You have obligations to meet. 

You jolted awake groaning slightly as a sharp pain spread from your shin, you glared at the girl next to you who only returned the favor.

Suddenly a voice greeted your ears, it was sharp and high making you cringe.

"Ms. Y/l/n!" Flitwick repeated, although the first attempts to gain your attention went unheard.

"Yes, professor?" You droned.

"What is the answer?" He spoke harshly.

"Ummm," you glanced at the board in hopes of seeing some hints for the riddle you were just handed. None were found, your heart remained calm, it’s beat steady and smooth as it always was.

With slight desperation in your eyes you glanced across the room and found two storms of grey. Your eyes trailed down to his lips which moved slowly, the word they were speaking exaggerated.

"Portus." You spoke suddenly glancing at your teacher, "The answer is Portus."

Flitwick’s eyes widened slightly before narrowing suspiciously. 

Your lips twitched into a cheeky grin, challenging the professor in front of you. 

"That is correct." He spoke slowly.

Your smile widened, you glanced across to Sirius mouthing a thanks. He winked back unfazed.

You felt your heart flip as he looked your way. Its steady beat was interrupted and it was sent into a frenzy as you glanced back down at your hands, laying your head back onto your desk

The next day you awoke with the same sense of dread you seemed to hold every moment you weren't asleep.

You slowly made your way to McGonagall's room, never quite waking, eyes half-lidded.

You came to the same seat you occupied the day before and glared down at the papers in front of you.

You yawned, eyes snapping shut as your mouth widened. When your lids parted again you were met with a cheeky smile.

"Sirius." You greeted lazily.

"I think I'll sit here today." He responded setting his bag down on the opposite side of your table. 

Your heart snapped aggressively, "You can't." 

"Why not?" Sirius asked almost looking hurt, almost.

Your mind went blank, reasons evading you as your head began to ache, "There's no chair." 

"Well, I can change that." He shrugged walking to the table he had occupied the day before grasping the chair it held and dragging it noisily back to his original position.

You winced at the sharp sound the legs emitted on the classroom's floors, "Can't you pick it up?" You growled.

He rolled his eyes playfully lifting the chair above his head and walking back in front of you, "Better?" He asked before dropping in onto the ground.

"No." You pouted slightly.

Sirius' smile widened largely, "You're really cute ya' know."

Your heart leaped uncontrollably.

"You always have been, even when you were little, you were always so adorable." 

You felt your cheeks heat, your breaths becoming irregular, "Shut up." 

"Are you blushing?" He teased bringing his finger up and poking your cheek.

You swatted his hand away biting back a smile, "No."

"Are you sure?" He jeered.

"Positive." You grinned sarcastically.

You attempted to focus on sorting the papers in front of you, but it was practically impossible when you could feel Sirius' eyes boring into you.

You snapped your head upwards, "What?" 

Sirius only smiled back, "You should come to Hogsmeade with me."

"What." You repeated, eyes wide.

"Ya' know, the village with all the shops and things." He explained

"I know what Hogsmeade is you moron." You said back, heart beating irregularly.

"Yeah well you should come, James, Remus, and Peter will be there. And Lily if she gets over the whole poly juice thing." He shrugged.

Your heart slowed back to a normal pace, "What is the poly j?- you know what, I'm not even gonna ask." You cut yourself off.

"So will you come?" He asked voice inflated with hope.

You bit your lip, "I don't know, I mean Lily and I aren't exactly best buds." 

"Come on y/n/n, for me?" Sirius pouted, jutting out his bottom lip in a pitiful pout.

You ignored your heartbeat growing loud and sighed, "Fine." 

He let out a little yelp of happiness, earning a glare from McGonagall, "I swear you won’t regret it." 

"I better not." 

As you made your way to your first class your momentary happiness was interrupted by a certain brunette.

"Y/l/n!" Mulciber shouted through the halls running towards you. 

You wondered if you could make a break for it, but before you could decide his hand was on your shoulder spinning you around. 

“Yes, Mulciber?” You asked in a deflated sigh. 

“I saw you weren't at breakfast and I didn’t want you to go hungry.” He smiled holding out a blueberry muffin.

You knitted your brows in confusion reaching out for the muffin, “Umm thanks.” 

“Yeah of course.” He said back, “Do you want me to carry those?” he gestured to the books tucked under your arm. 

“Sure.” You shrugged passing him the books and beginning to nibble on the baked good he brought you. 

“Where are you headed?” he asked trailing behind you as you began to walk down the corridor.

“I’ve got Herbology. You don't have to follow me all the way down to the greenhouses though.” You glanced back over your shoulder eyes narrowed, you were still suspicious of the boy’s actions. 

“It's no problem.” He smiled happily catching up to you. 

You suddenly stopped in your tracks causing the boy to come to a skidding halt, “Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?” you asked, never one to beat around the bush; your mother always told you it was a sign of weakness to be indirect anyway. 

His face grew a bit red, “Umm, I just, ya know.” 

“I don't know.” You cut in.

“I just think your kinda cute and I don't know, I thought maybe you might finally start paying attention to me.” He spoke scratching the back of his neck, his golden eyes refused to meet yours. 

“You’re lying.” You smirked. “I'm not an idiot Mulciber, I don't know what you’re playing at, but I will find out and you will regret it, you can be sure of that.” 

The boy’s eyes widened he opened his mouth to speak but before he could you had snatched your books back from him and dropped the muffin to the ground, stepping on it as you continue your way to class. 

As the week continued getting out of bed seemed to get easier. Your eyelids lost some of the pounds they seemed to be carrying and your heartbeat never felt the same. It jumped unpredictably, sped to inhuman rates and stopped abruptly. Your thoughts filled with those of black hair and leather jackets. The smell of fresh pine and chocolate clouded your dreams, grey eyes were all that you could see. You wished you had disregarded the schoolgirl crush you had for the eldest Black brother but it only seemed to grow stronger and stronger, from infatuation to true feelings. 

You went to Hogsmeade, despite everything in your body telling you not to, and it wasn't half as bad as you predicted. Lily was shooting you glares - no doubt because of what you did to her dear friend and darling Marlen Mckinnon - but no one else seemed to have a problem with you, although Peter seemed a bit scared of you. 

By the end of the month, you began to look forward to your detention. You got just about nothing done but the conversations with Sirius were endless. You reminisced over the awful dress robes his mother insisted he wore and argued over which quidditch team was superior. You laughed more than you had in far too long. You suddenly felt alive again. It was as if the boy you now fantasized about had finally showed you what existing was for. 

You felt the dew soaking through your robes as it numbed your toes and wet your hands as your fingers danced in the grass. You heard a slight grunt as Sirius plopped into the green beside you, your shoulders brushing as your heartbeat sped. You tore your gaze from the boy beside you and glanced up at the sky.

A small gasp left your mouth as you stared up at the stars in awe. Your lips stayed parted as your eyes traced the heavenly body above you. You just stared. You might have laid there for a minute, for ten, for an hour, you didn't know and you didn't care. You could have stayed, sprawled in that field for the rest of your life as you stared into the stars, tracing the constellations, disappearing into the universe above you. 

“It’s beautiful.” You sighed out in a dreamy haze.

“Not as beautiful as you are.” Sirius commented causing your cheeks to flush as you turned your head to meet his gaze.

“That was a really cheesy line Black.” You smirked, “You sound like you're in some terrible rom-com.”

“You make me feel like I’m in some terrible rom-com.” He sighed, staring at you in a way you couldn't quite comprehend. 

“That was just as bad.” You giggled. 

Sirius disregarded you comment leaning close to you, you could feel your heart pumping uncontrollably. “Can I kiss you?” He whispered, his breath fanning directly over your nose. 

You nodded slowly and without another warning, his lips were on yours. They brushed your own hesitantly as his hands found your waist. You felt your hands creep up to his hair tugging on it lightly. Sirius released a small moan and you took the opportunity to slide your tongue past his lips as you tasted butterbeer and mint. 

You broke away blushing harshly, your lips swollen, light gasps pulling from you. 

“I think I might be in love with you,” You whispered scared if you raised your voice anymore you would break the spell the two of you had been placed under. 

Sirius only stared back a you and reconnected your lips. 

The next morning you woke with a smile for the first time in ages. You practically leaped out of bed dressing quietly.

“You look dazzling today as usual y/n.” Sirius winked when you arrived at the classroom

“Only for you.” You respond as your heart stuttered in your chest. 

The hours passed in haze and you soon departed to potions. On your way, you felt someone tap your shoulder. You turned on see Avery who had been becoming slowly more and more kind over the past few weeks. 

“Avery. How are you?” You asked continuing to your class. 

“I'm alright.” He shrugged “How about you?” 

“I’m great.” You smiled as the two of you continued to potions. 

Once seated in the class you made a decent effort to pay attention to what Slughorn was speaking about but you couldn't seem to focus on anything, your mind wandered to the texture of Sirius’s lips, the taste he held, the way his hands felt on your waist. 

You glanced to were Avery was seated, seeing a numbered sheet of paper and catching a glimpse of your name at the bottom before it was torn from your view. 

“What is that Avery?” You asked him quietly.

“What was what?” He responded.

“Don't play dumb with me, I am not an idiot.” You hissed, your hand gripping his arm harshly. 

He whimpered sliding the paper over to you hesitantly. 

You opened the parchment your eyes scanning the list of names, but seeing yours on there wasn't what hurt. When you saw another's scrawled at the top your heart stopped. 

“No.” You whimpered, your throat tightening as your world spun. 

You stood abruptly, knocking your knees on the desk in front of you, moving the things on it, one jar falling to the ground and shattering. 

“Ms. y/l/n?” Slughorn asked hesitantly, the entire class watched you in a mixture of fear and curiosity. 

A wrecked sob left your lips tearing from your throat as your eyes welled with tears, “No!” You shrieked a sharp noise that made those around you wince. You darted from the classroom without another word, collapsing into sobs before you could even reach your common room. Your head began to throb as cries tore from your mouth, you could taste salt as you sunk to the ground. 

You slowly regain your footing and stubbled up the stairs, sobs still echoing around you, your throat becoming raw. 

Just as you reached the corridor you were looking for classes were released and students flooded the hallways, you didn't bother with anyone, not caring about one pair of eyes on you. 

When you saw him your heart halted altogether. He was a masterpiece, his hair shining in the light as his teeth flashed a dazzling white. You wanted to tear him open, rip him to shreds.

His gaze met yours and softened. You didn't speak a word to him, snatching his wrist and dragging him away, you didn't pay any mind to his protests as you dragged him into an empty classroom and slammed the door behind you. 

“Y/n/n wh-”

“Thirty points.” You choked out. “I’m worth thirty points.” 

His eyes widened mouth falling open to speak. 

“I’m impressed, Black.” You laughed darkly tears spilling down your cheeks like hot raindrops. “I truly am, you managed to trick me, you managed to seduce the cold-hearted bitch of a Slytherin right?” 

“Y/n, I don't know what to say.” He spoke slowly. 

“Say you love me.” You hiccupped.

“You know I can't do that.” He said as you bit your bottom lip in attempts to keep it from quivering. 

“Then get away from me.” You spat like venom.

He turned and left without another word and you collapsed to the ground, your nails digging into your wrist. 

You lay on the ground for hours, silent tears spilling down your cheeks, wishing your heartbeat would stop forever.  

Part 2

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The Letters of Lord Voldemort | The Dark Lord attempts to wrangle the inimitable twat brigade (also known as the Death Eaters) via letter, by magnificent goons @drsallysparrow and @olivieblake.

My goodness Lucius you do go on at length, don’t you? I’m quite bored already and if Lord Voldemort the CONQUEROR OF DEATH can fail to be entertained by his own majesty, then humanity has lost all hope. Just - I don’t know, send Severus for the Divination job. He’s got eccentric hair, right? And, you know. A requisite oddness? He’ll fit right in at that wretched school. IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME but it is wretched ENTIRELY WRETCHED and someday I shall burn it to the ground.

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