#consider this my ‘HP fans get the fuck off my blog’ warning

[saibh29]

Flirting with Danger (2/2)

Pairing: Antonio Dawson x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking,PG Fluff, think that’s it…

AN: Ending to this little request, I really enjoyed writing this so hope everyone enjoys. Love to everyone and hope everyone is safe. xx

Could you please do an Antonio Dawson x halstead!reader where they both like each other but Antonio won’t do anything because it’s Jays sister. And he sees her talking to someone at Mollys and gets jealous? Thanks x

Molly’s was busy tonight, Herrmann in his constant bid to fill the bar with new customers had organised some live music from a group who’s name you couldn’t recall. It meant that a lot of the standard regulars had retreated to the booths around the edge of the bar grumbling about the general noise and new faces.

You were meant to be meeting Sylvie but she’d already called to say she was stuck at the hospital waiting to sign over responsibility of patient.

So, you were sat at the bar, laughing at Herrmann who was trying desperately to identify 3 cocktails that a group of very out of place high fashion women had ordered.

“Try Gin” you fake whispered to him as he routed around for bottles under the bar.

“Gin?” his head popped up to look at you in desperation. “You think it needs Gin?”

“Negroni is Gin based Herrmann”

“You know about this fancy stuff?”

You were getting a bad feeling about the sudden look in his eyes. “Maybe…”

“Help me” he reached out to grab your wrist. “I’ll give you whatever you want, just help!”

You really didn’t want to get up and go behind the other side of the bar, you did not want to get roped into helping Herrmann on what was bound to be his busiest night for months. However, on the other hand you were a little worried about just how desperate he looked. You weren’t sure what he’d do if you said no.

“Whatever I want?”

Herrmann sensing victory nodded instantly. “You got it darling, anything you want”

“Fine” slipping off your stool you went around the corner of the bar and ducked under the counter to join Herrmann on the other side. “You’re going to owe me big time though”

Herrmann didn’t seem concerned about that and left you doing the more complicated orders, one that didn’t just require him to pop the top off a bottle.

In turned out that actually you were quite enjoying yourself, the customers were in a good mood, the music wasn’t turning out too badly and even the arrival of the intelligence division hadn’t upset you too much.

Jay had laughed and simply ordered the most complicated thing he could think off, which, because it was Jay, wasn’t all that complicated. The others had also just grinned, all of them of course apart from Antonio Dawson.

The only one who was managing to ruin your night, because you were fairly certain he hadn’t stopped staring at you since they had sat down. You were doing your best to just ignore him but his gaze almost felt like a weight on your back.

You’d also seemingly gotten another fan because the paused band had come over to the bar and the drummer wasn’t even trying to be subtle about the fact that he was flirting with you.

Unfortunately, he was probably still in college and you didn’t date people who’s combined digits didn’t add up to more than 5. Even so, it was flattering and it hurt no one to indulge in flirting straight back. Nor, considering that you weren’t actually an employee here, did it hurt to take the drink he offered to buy for you.

You made yourself a rum and coke and handed him the beer he’d ordered before leaning over the bar to smile at him.

“I should ask you for ID”

“C’mon darling” he smiled “I'm not that young”

Sure, he wasn’t. Once again though you resorted to the ‘I don’t work here’ excuse. Anyway, you were pretty certain that Herrmann would have checked their ID before he hired them.

“Younger than me”

“I like older women. They know what their doing”

You couldn’t help the laugh at that line, he’d accompanied it with such a fake lewd smile that you knew he was joking. “You’re cute kid”

“I can work with cute”

“Oh you can huh?”

“Hey!” Herrmann came bustling up to your side. “Y/N I ain’t paying you to flirt. Leave the kid alone, he has to play”

“You aren’t paying me at all Herrmann” you grouched turned to glare at the fireman. “and who says I was flirting”

“You weren’t?” both of the men asked at the same time. Albeit with very different reasons.

Herrmann recovered first. “Scram kid, back to your drum kit. She’s taken”

This time it was you to say “what?”

Herrmann nodded his head over to where intelligence were sat and your blood instantly started to boil because you knew full well what Herrmann was getting at with that previous statement.

The drummer had looked over as well and obviously decided you weren’t worth fighting with Antonio for, especially not if he was doing his murder face, which he probably was. Without another word he grabbed his beer and slunk off back towards his band mates.

Herrmann instantly held his hands up in front of him when you directed your eyes that way.

“Not my fault sweetheart” he said instantly, “nothing to do with me…”

“Y/N”

Herrmann trailed off and quickly made himself busy at the other end of the bar. While you slowly turned around to face Antonio.

“What?”

“Can we talk?”

“About what?”

Antonio sighed rubbing his face in aggravation. “Don’t make me drag you out Y/N”

“Try it” you hissed, eyes flicking over Antonio to where Jay was still sat. “I can scream real loud and you know allllllllllll about my brother”

A war of indecision played out on his face until finally resolve settled and reaching over he grabbed your wrist and yanked you out from behind the bar and dragged you behind him towards the door.

Making the most of your previous warning you did scream for Jay who jerked his head towards you whole body tense to run for you, unfortunately he then saw what was happening and a shit eating grin spread over his face as he relaxed and simply shrugged his shoulders in a ‘what can I do’ sort of way.

Antonio pushed you out the door and backed you into the wall of the back of the bar, hand placed on either side of your head so he could lean into you. With any other male you’d be scared, worried about what he was going to do.

Dawson though?

He wouldn’t hurt you, ever. You knew that. It was that knowledge that was keeping you furiously angry instead.

“What the fuck are you doing Toni?” you snapped rubbing at your wrist. “Dragging people behind you like some sort of dog. Acting like you have some sort of right to dictate who I talk to? Who I can flirt with? What gives you the GODAMNED RIGHT!?”

You were thumping rather ineffectually at his chest during this tirade and apparently your brain had decided it was also ok to start crying. You were going to blame that on an over flow of alcohol from the previous night and just too much confusion about what Antonio wanted from you.

“Shit, sweetheart” his thumb wiped the tears away from your left cheek. “Don’t cry”

“Don’t call me that”

“Why not?”

“It isn’t true” you sniffed managing to get your tears under control. “I'm not…”

Your words got cut off because Toni had leant down the final inches between you and claimed your mouth in a kiss that seared you all the way from the top of your head to your toes. The hands you’d had bunched up to thump him now clung to the material of his shirt holding him close to you as he put one arm around your waist and the other tunnelling into your hair.

“You are” he spoke against your lips. “No more of this trying to ignore you or saying it won’t work because of Jay. None of it”

“None?”

“You’re mine darling, and that’s the end of it”

“I'm not a possession Toni”

He kissed the tip of your nose, the arm around your waist moved down, hand palming your ass and cancelling out the sweet gesture of kissing your nose. “Must be the caveman in me darling, he’s fairly certain you are his”

“Really?”

“Totally”

“And what? He’s going to club me over the head and drag me back to his cave?”

Antonio grinned “I'm not adverse to that idea” He seemed to be thinking for a moment. “I don’t have a club though; would you settle for handcuffs?”

There was another loaded statement if you ever heard one. One that you refrained from answering instead lifting yourself up on tiptoe you settled on kissing him again instead.

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[that-quiet-girl-who-writes]

Delicate (HP.)

A/N: BET YOU THOUGHT I FORGOT ABOUT THIS BUT NO NEVER WILL I EVER FORGET A REQUEST THAT IS A PROMISE AND IF I BREAK IT YALL CAN SPAM ME WITH B*GHEAD STUFF. Hit 780?!!! Love all of you so much! Also I just got the piano music for reputation and I absolutely love to play Delicate

Request: @partyinthedungeons-blog:  Hey, can you write a harry james potter x reader songfic based on delicate by taylor swift? pretty pleasee

Based off: Delicate by Taylor Swift-reputation

Pairing: Harry Potter x reader

Word Count: 2298

Warnings: Swearing, loneliness, being an outcast, kissing

Masterlist

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse, so

You must like me for me...

We can't make

Any promises now, can we, babe?

But you can make me a drink…

Yeah, I hadn’t exactly been the most liked person of Hogwarts lately. I had a bit of temper and a confidence that nobody had seen in a girl here before. After a couple of fights with some preppy sixth year girls, I was official considered crazy. People started to avoid me, which I didn’t really mind, I was probably better off by myself anyways.

The only person that the students of Hogwarts hated more than me was Harry freakin’ Potter. When he first arrived at Hogwarts, everyone was fascinated by him. Now in our fifth year, nobody wanted to listen to the stories he was telling. People thought Harry was a crazy, lying, attention seeking freak who lost his temper just as much as I did. So naturally, we collided.

All I would hear is that he was lying about the “Dark Lord has returned” or whatever, I never really paid much attention to it. There was no need to panic until these rumours were confirmed, so if all of our lives really were in danger, I thought it would be best to live whatever time I had left blissfully ignorant to the war zone that would soon be our world. This weekend, I was as always, going along with said plan and sneaking into Hogsmeade. I didn’t have a permission slip, but how could I live my life to the fullest if I was stuck on the castle grounds?

So there I was, looking for a secret exit that I had paid the Weasley twins 5 sickles to tell me about, when I rounded the corner to see Harry exiting a room I had never seen before. The door disappeared and that’s when he turned and saw me. His eyes widened when he saw me standing with a confused expression on my face staring at him.

“Y/N? It’s uh, this is-”

“What was that?” I pointed to where the large door had previously been.

“Nothing, it’s just, uh, it’s like a storage room.”

“Really?” I asked, not believing him.

“Yeah, when you don’t want something anymore, the ah, the room appears and you can just put it there.”

“Okay?”

“Things can get lost in there.” He said kind of randomly.

“I see. Well, Harry, if this is a big secret or something then you’re probably not going to tell me and I get that. Look, you don’t need to stress yourself out, I’m just gonna forget about this.”

“Thank you.” He seemed very relieved that I wasn’t going to go around telling everybody that they had even more reason to be suspicious of Harry. I told him that I had to go somewhere and began to leave the corridor. Then a sudden thought popped into my head and I stopped myself.

“Harry?” I said, turning back around.

“Yeah?”

“Um, I just…” I sighed, trying to find the right words. “I wanted to tell you that I’m not, I don’t know, I’m not… against you. I don’t think you’re crazy. I mean I have no idea if I fully believe what you say that you saw, but I don’t think that you have any reason to lie. I guess I mean that you’re right, we should be learning to defend ourselves for everything that’s out there.”

“Thanks.” He smiled. I smiled back and went to leave again, until he called my name. “About the door. It’s called the room of requirement, if you need anything you just walk in front of it three times and it’ll rearrange itself to help you.”

“If I need anything?”

“Anything.”

“Wow. What are you using it for?”

“Well, for the last couple of weeks, we’ve been using it to hide from Umbridge and learn how to fight. The more members we have, the better and I think we can trust you, so you’re welcome to come.”

“You trust me?”

“I think so.” Harry laughed.

“Good. I’ll see you there then.”

Dive bar on the east side, where you at?

Phone lights up my nightstand in the black

Come here, you can meet me in the back

Dark jeans and your Nikes, look at you

Oh damn, never seen that color blue

Just think of the fun things we could do

'Cause I like you

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse, so

You must like me for me...

Yeah, I want you

We can't make

Any promises now, can we, babe?

But you can make me a drink…

“What’s she doing here?” asked Zacharias Smith. Fuck Smith. Fuck this entire school, honestly, I am a human being, I’m free to go where I want.

“I’m here ‘cause I want to learn how to jinx my enemies, Smith. Oh, and maybe to learn the best way to kill You Know Who. I think that could come in handy, don’t you?”

“Alright everyone, let’s begin.” Hermione called out to the group. She, Harry and Ron stood in front of us as Harry demonstrated how to use a blocking spell while Ron cast simple jinxs at him.

Hermione told us to go try it ourselves and that’s when I realized that I didn’t really know anybody. I stood where I had been watching the demonstration, not really sure what to do next. Nearly everyone already had a friend or two to practise spells with while I had no friends at all. Harry noticed this, pretty quickly I might add, and walked over almost hesitantly.

“Hi.” He said.

“Hey, Harry.” I smiled. “I umm… I don’t really know anybody.” I explained why I was just standing around.

“That’s alright.” He reassured me. “You can practise with me, I mean if you’d like to.”

“Duelling the boy who lived? I don’t know Harry, I’m not that skilled.” I joked.

“What? No, I’m not-I mean I wouldn’t-”

“I’m only joking Harry.” I laughed. “I’d love to practise with you, thanks for coming over here.”

He returned the smile and we started to practise the spell that everyone around us was.

Is it cool that I said all that?

Is it chill that you're in my head?

'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate)

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it too soon to do this yet?

'Cause I know that it's delicate

Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Delicate

Third floor on the west side, me and you

Handsome, you're a mansion with a view

Do the girls back home touch you like I do?

Long night, with your hands up in my hair

Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs

Stay here, honey, I don't wanna share

'Cause I like you

Throughout the meeting Harry was very helpful to not only me, but anybody else who needed help. He was kind to everyone and as I watched I could tell that all he wanted was to offer assistance to the people who being denied the right to defend themselves. Behind every rumour that he never addressed, Harry was sweet, not manipulative.

I went to every meeting after that, not to learn spells (I could’ve studied them well enough on my own if I’d wanted) but to spend more time with Harry. Maybe I was just being hopeful, but I was pretty sure that he smiled a little brighter when he noticed me in the back of the group.

In class, when my mind began to wonder, I didn’t think of leaving school or jinxing the idiot in the hallway that had been taunting me. Now, I thought of Harry and how he might act if we were alone. Would it be awkward if we didn’t have the distractions of “Dumbledore’s Army” around us? Or would it be comforting, finally being able to say the things we wanted to without others eavesdropping?

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse, so

You must like me for me

Yeah, I want you

We can't make

Any promises now, can we, babe?

But you can make me a drink

Is it cool that I said all that?

Is it chill that you're in my head?

'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate)

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it too soon to do this yet?

'Cause I know that it's delicate

Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Delicate

Sometimes I wonder when you sleep

Are you ever dreaming of me?

Sometimes when I look into your eyes

I pretend you're mine, all the damn time

'Cause I like you

There was no point in hanging around waiting for Harry to say something. In fact I was pretty sure that if I left this up to him, he would never say anything. Harry wasn’t exactly the most forward person I’d ever met. I decided to I needed to be the one to figure out what was happening between us, so the next time I saw him in the corridor, coming out of transfiguration class, I called out his name.

“Y/N, hi.” He said, looking a little confused since I never really talked to anybody outside of the DA, not even him.

“So, I was wondering if you’d like to go to Hogsmeade with me?” I got the question out before I had the chance to be scared about it.

“Oh, um, like on a date?” He seemed a little shocked, maybe I shouldn’t have ambushed him in the hallway.

“Yeah, I mean only if you want, no pressure, I’m not gonna hate you or anything if you say no.” Although I might be pretty disappointed.

“No, no, I wasn’t gonna say no, I’m just surprised is all.” He laughed a bit. “I’d love to go out with you. Um, so the next Hogsmeade trip then?” He asked.

“Well, we don’t have to wait until then. I know some secret routes if you’re up for it. And that way people won’t know about it.” He gave me a strange look and I realized how that sounded. “I mean not that I don’t want people to know, it’s just that… well I don’t think anyone in this school is a big fan of either of us and you know… people can be rude.”

“Believe me, I know.” He said as I sighed in relief knowing I hadn’t offended him by saying I wanted to keep this to ourselves.

Is it cool that I said all that?

Is it chill that you're in my head?

'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate)

Yeah, I want you

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it too soon to do this yet?

I met Harry in a quiet corridor, on a normal weekend. When I had told him where the passage was, he said that he knew which one I was talking about and that he had taken it a lot during his third year when he hadn’t had a permission slip for the trips.

He walked up with a cloak in his hand and greeted me.

“Whatcha got there?” I gestured to the cloak. The weather wasn’t that cold and I was sure that a jumper would do just fine.

“Oh, this is a um… it’s a special cloak. I’ll show you once we get to town.”

“Okay.” I said the spell to move the statue and reveal the passage we’d be taking. We passed most of the walk to Hogsmeade in silence and was beginning to worry that my initial fears of not having anything to talk about were a reality.

“Are you a pureblood?” Harry asked in the silence. I hesitated a moment.

“No.” I answered. “My parents are muggles.” Harry nodded, understanding. Then silence again.

“I didn’t believe in magic, you know.” I looked over at him. “Not even when I got my letter. I thought it was a prank.” He smiled, so I continued. “Of course, then they kept coming and eventually Professor McGonagall showed up at my house. I was still skeptical on the train ride here. Sometimes, when I see really impressive magic, I think I’m going to wake up and this is all going to be a dream. I’m not even sure if it’s a good one.”

“I understand that. I’m a halfblood, but I was raised in the muggle world. Hagrid came and got me and told me I was a wizard. For a long time it felt like it was too good to be true. I mean I guess it was, with all the work and the restrictions and an evil wizard after me.”

“Yeah, I guess that would put a damper on things.” We were talking and smiling at each other? This was going better than I thought. It was only a moment later that we arrived at the door to Honeydukes.

“Alright,” I said, “We have to be stealthy now.”

“Actually, that’s what I brought the cloak for.” He wrapped around himself, letting me see what he meant earlier when he said it was a “special cloak”. It had turned his entire body invisible.

“Wow, where did you get that?” I asked in amazement.

“It was my dad’s.”

“That’s amazing!” I looked around him. “The things you could do with that!” My mind ran wild with thoughts of stealing food from the kitchens and how much easier this thing could make sneaking into Hogsmeade.

Harry threw the cloak overtop of me so that I was under it with him. It fit the two of us, but we had to stay close together. I didn’t mind. He opened the latch on the door to Honeydukes and we climbed through it. This was so much easier than hiding behind crates and running as fast as I could. We simply walked out of the back room and out the front door and we were in Hogsmeade.

I don’t know how long we were there, but I think it was hours. Harry and I had more in common then either of us thought, but the thing that really made me like talking to him was that he understood what it was like to be an outcast. He knew how it felt to walk around knowing that people were talking about you. He knew what it was to feel pressure to be someone that people like.

“It’s nice to talk to somebody like this.” I said kind of quietly. We were walking down a quiet path through the woods just outside the village with few people around, the invisibility cloak still over top of us just in case.

“Like what?”

“Like… a friend I guess. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a real friend.”

“So we’re friends then?” He asked. I thought for a second.

“No. I mean I hope not. I hope we’re more than that.” We stopped when we reached the edge of town. I turned my body to look at him and he turned too.

“I think we are.” He told me. “People are going to talk about us, aren’t they?” He laughed a bit.

“Yeah, and they’re going to say awful things.” I returned the smile. “But I guess we’ve both heard worse, haven’t we.”

“Definitely.”

A sudden burst of confidence surged through me and I did the same thing I had done when I asked Harry out. I did what I wanted before I had the time to overthink it. I reached out to hold his face in my hands as I leaned and kissed him. He kissed me back right away. I found it strange to be this close to somebody and yet I was here and I was comfortable with Harry. Our classmates could throw whatever they wanted at us, hell, I’ll stand in front of Harry and take the blow if I have to, but the two of us together could be what got me through the coming years. We could be strong, we could help each other. This-us… it could be good.

'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate)

'Cause I like you

Is it cool that I said all that?

(Isn't [-] it?)

Is it chill that you're in my head?

(Isn't it? Isn't [-] it?)

'Cause I know that it's delicate

(Isn't it?)

(Delicate)

Yeah, I want you

Is it cool that I said all that

(Isn't [-] it?)

Is it too soon to do this yet?

(Isn't it? Isn't [-] it?)

'Cause I know that it's delicate

(Isn't it?)

Delicate

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: Anybody catch the AVPS reference???

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