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hereforlukescruff · 6 years ago

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gryffindor!luke seeing ravenclaw!reader for the first time and making his mission to make her fall for his beautiful golden curls and cocky smirk djjzkadn AND HE SUCCEEDS but becomes a softie around her after that skkqql kILL ME

luke would be the perfect gryffindor. like he’d easily be such a jock, probably a star player on the quidditch team. that height, combined with the hair and eyes? he’s exactly what you would picture as someone who’s just so into themselves. but add the fact that he’s honorable and brave, sticking up for whoever he sees needs help, the girls just fall at his feet and who is he to stop it? he might be the epitome of gryffindor values but he’s also a guy who has girls from every house fighting for his attention, so he’s also a ladies man

now ravenclaw!reader is oblivious to all this, she couldn’t care less about Luke and how any girl would kill to have him just look at them. so one day you’re sitting all the way in the back of class during History of Magic cause, you being you, have already gone over today’s lesson and you don’t care to focus all that much, rather spend your time going over other subjects but not willing to skip. it’s a class that the ravenclaws and gryffindor’s have together too so in front of you is just a mix of students in blue and red. class had already begun like 15 minutes prior when you hear the door open and see Luke walking in. professor binns is droning on and on so he probably doesn’t even notice, too focused on his lesson of goblin laws of the 16th century.

contrary to popular belief, even though Luke’s definitely a ladies man and a bit of a cocky player, he’s a good student and would never think to disrespect a professor. so when he sees an open seat next to gryffindor!ash in the front of class, he knows that it would rouse attention if he walked to it and that’s not something he wants so he opts to taking the only open seat in the back which happens to be next to you. sitting down next to you, he won’t say he isn’t surprised when you have no reaction to it. no tensing up, no giggle or smile, nothing to show that you even cared that he ‘graced you with his presence’. you looked up at him when he pulled out the chair, blank look on your face, and then returned to doodling in your notebook.

he watched you throughout class, this little ravenclaw who had no intention to try chatting him up, as you charmed your doodles to move. scoffing to himself that your drawings were more intriguing to you than him, but secretly impressed at your wandwork cause he knows that they don’t learn those charms till later in the year. as soon as class is over, you’re packing your bag and leaving so quick that Luke would almost say you apparated.

“another girl to add to your conquests, Hemmings?” ash would tell luke as he meets him in the hallway, but he barely hears him cause he’s still looking around for you, trying to see if he could catch up but you’re no where in sight. “not this time, she didn’t even look at me.” even that had ashton surprised cause he had yet to see a girl luke couldn’t get.

from then on, luke kept an eye on you. he’d see you sitting at the ravenclaw table in the great hall, laughing with your friends or he’d see you in the library studying, knowing you don’t want to be disturb. but he’s trying to figure out how to talk to you now, never really having to go through this process. so when the next class of history of magic rolls around, instead of going to his usual seat he plops down next to you. noticing that you’re once again doodling, he says “you know you should probably pay attention, this could show up on the exams.” making you turn your head to him, eyebrow slightly raised “i’ve already studied this, so i think i’m good. thanks for the concern”

the sass catches him off guard, him not expecting you to really talk back. “you’re saying you’ve already studied these lessons? i’ve noticed your doodle charms are something we’re supposed to learn after break so i’m guessing you’ve studied all those lessons too. when do you have fun?” his tone of voice irking you. he knows he shouldn’t have said that but he couldn’t stop the questions, his interest in you throwing all his smoothness out the window. “not that it’s any of your business, but my summer’s are pretty quiet. i study instead. it gives me more free time over the school year, so no need to worry about my fun” your tone short as you respond to his accusations.

“you’re right, sorry, i didn’t mean to insinuate anything. i’m luk-” “i know who you are” you tell him, the disinterest dripping off your tongue. “then it seems like I’m at a disadvantage, you know me but I don’t know you. how bout we change that?” he says with a smile. with the famous smile, the one that he knows gets him anything he wants, that gets him out of any situation, and the one that does…absolutely nothing to you. “how bout we don’t” you tell him, giving him a sarcastic smile and looking back to your notebook as class begins, not looking back up at him for the whole class time, then swiftly leaving when it was over.

Luke knew that he had to find some way to win you over. his only solution was to continue sitting next to you. he would start the conversation and you would barely respond most times but he’d still tell you all these stories or something he’d learn just so that you can know that he wasn’t actually an ass. it had been a few weeks of this, him trying to get your attention and you barely making an effort, but the more it went on, he could see you start warming up to him. when he’d say a story, he could see you fighting to not smile. it was small but it was something which meant progress and he was fine with that.

luke had taken to even talking to you during classes now, “the spell hit the grindylow’s tank and just completely shattere-” “why are you donig this?” you cut him off in the middle of him telling you about one of the hufflepuffs accidentally releasing the grindylows in DADA. his face pulling into one of confusion “doing what?” he asked, not sure what you’re talking about. “this. sitting next to me in class, talking to me.” it wasn’t adding up, you hadn’t been exactly kind to him and he hadn’t given up yet. “do you not want me to talk to you?” he responded, unsure of how you felt. “that’s not what i said. i mean why are you still doing it? i know i haven’t been the nicest, so…” you trail off not really sure why you even care to know. “i don’t know, i guess you’re different from other girls. thought we’d just get to know each other.” he shrugs, trying to be nonchalant.

quirking an eyebrow at that, you knew of his reputation and you refused to just be another notch in his belt, although, you hadn’t heard of any new stories over the past few weeks. “for the record, i’m too smart to fall for you” you tell him matter of factly, making it clear so there’s no misunderstandings. a smirk widens over his face “and that’s why i like you, darling” he says as he sits back, arm thrown over the back of your chair as he turns to face the professor like he has no care in the world. you drop your face to your notebook, a blush high on your cheeks.

since that conversation, things became easier between the two of you. when he’d talk to you, you’d actually respond and tell him something of your own. in the great hall, when you’d make eye contact over the tables he’d give you a nod as recognition while you give him a small smile and continue talking to your friends. sometimes in the library, he’d find you sitting alone and join you even though you wouldn’t say a word to each other.

over the year, your view of him changed. he was still cocky which would make you roll you eyes anytime he’d try to show off but you also knew that he was generous and kind and caring. that there wasn’t any stories of him with new girls, to the disappointment of all the females in the school. you didn’t realize your feelings for him, that you slowly begun falling for him even when you told him you wouldn’t, but they were there. so when he’d sit next to you and tell you a new story about the little gryffindor that he was unintentionally mentoring, seeing the softeness in his eyes, you heart couldn’t help but ache in your chest.

you were completely unaware that he was in the same position. that when he had caught you once telling someone else that the seat was taken when they’d tried sitting down in class, remembering it would make him smile throughout the day. that when he sees you laugh from something someone else had said, all he can think about is wishing he could see that smile directed at him. he was just too afraid to initiate anything, something he had never dealt with before you.

it was officially the last hogsmeade weekend of the year and all he could think about was how he could get you to go on a date with him. “mate, just ask her. what are you waiting for?” slytherin!calum would tell him with a shake of his head, pushing luke to do it mostly just so that he could finally shut up about you. all he ever talks about was something you’d do or something you said and calum, although happy that luke found someone, couldn’t bear to hear him drone on and on about his feelings, a slytherin at heart. “you know i can’t do that cal, what if she laughs in my face?” luke was more scared ruining what you had than getting rejected. rubbing his hands over his face, he says “ugh, i don’t know, maybe i should just ask her and get it over with. see what the fuck happens. what do you think mike? you’re in ravenclaw, come on what do you think she’s feeling?”

looking at luke with an unamused expression on his face, michael tells him “i’m in ravenclaw, luke, not a girl. how the fuck am i supposed to know?” throwing himself back in his chair at that “what’s the point of being the ravenclaw in this conversation if you offer nothing” “sorry, i guess my friendship means nothing” michael says with a roll of his eyes, muttering idiot under his breath.

leaving his friends with no better idea of what to do, luke wandered around the castle until he ended up in the library. to his surprise he found you sitting on comfy chairs in the back, shoes abandoned as your feet were pulled up into the seat. Your nose buried in a novel as you read, completley unaware of your surroundings. stopping away from you, he just takes you in, how soft and warm you look and he feels his heart thump in his chest. taking a deep breath and squaring his shoulders, luke decides to just do it.

standing in front of you, you finally notice him. putting you’re book down, you ask “luke! what are you doing here?” without thinking he blurts out “come to hogsmeade with me on saturday.” your face freezing at his statement “What do you mean?” “shit, that came out wrong. i mean, y/n, can i take you out on saturday? there’s this really nice shop i know you’d like that i wan-” “okay” “it doesn’t have to fanc- wait ‘okay’?” he didn’t realize you answered until half way through his ramble. “yeah, i’d like that” you tell him with a shy smile. the biggest smile you’ve seen breaks out over his face “well, okay then” he says as he starts backing away. rubbing his neck he tells you “i guess i’ll leave you to your book, i’ll see you in class tomorrow.” “okay”

luke has a smile the entire walk back to gryffindor tower where he sees ashton in the common room. “what’s that smile for?” he asks Luke, not having seen him this happy in a while. “y/n agreed to go out with me.” ashton gives luke a smile at the news “happy for you, mate” “thanks ash. anyway i’m gonna head up, i’ll see you later”

when saturday rolls around, you meet luke at the door to the castle where he gives you his elbow, shyly putting your hand through it as you walk to hogsmeade. the date goes great as expected, Luke had taken you to a little bookshop he had found one day and you had spent hours talking in between shelves before going to the three broomsticks for dinner. when he asks you out on another date when you reach the door to the ravenclaw dorms, you don’t hesitate to agree.

it’s not long before you officially become a couple, your previous friendship making it easy to enter the relationship together. you both fell fast, the depth of your feelings something you both had no experience in but loving every moment you spent with each other. it was after classes one afternoon that you and luke were sitting under the shade of a tree, his back against the trunk with your head in his lap. you’re reading a book as his hand runs through your hair every now and then when he tells you “i thought you were too smart to fall for me” recalling the conversation you had in class all those months ago. as you look up at him and see the sunlight shine in his hair, his blue eyes looking at you with love clearly showing through, you tell him “clearly i wasn’t smart enough”, a smile on your face as he bends down and connects your lips in a soft kiss, both of you content in the moment.

#im so freaking soft for this #this took all day im sorry #and it's also really badly written #but im so in love #this concept is amazinggg #my writing #lh fic #luke hemmings #5sos

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