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Déjà  vu? || Draco Malfoy

Requested: No Pairing: Draco Malfoy x ex!fem!reader Warnings: Idk if this is angsty or not because I initially thought it was but it feels a bit like soft sadness to me? Summary: Y/N getting deja vu as you watch Draco with his new girlfriend (H/N - her name)

WORDS : 1950

Lyrics from “Deja Vu” by Olivia Rodrigo (but I got lazy and only used certain parts)

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Car rides to Malibu Strawberry ice cream, one spoon for two And tradin' jackets Laughin’ 'bout how small it looks on you (Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha)

“Draco stop!” A voice exclaims before being followed by laughter. You know that you shouldn’t turn around, that it’ll hurt too much, but it’s been said many times that curiosity killed the cat.

He’s holding the very same ice cream order, strawberry and pistachio, and sporting that familiar warm smile that used to comfort you when you got a brain freeze from the ice cream. It had been your idea, ice cream in November, and he’d hated it at first but grew to love it just because it made you happy. That very same order that you’d made him try, strawberry and pistachio, but not for the two of you this time.

It’s difficult to know what you were expecting, something new? Different? A part of you had always known, even while you were the one in H/N’s position, that your moments with Draco would soon be documented and used for a modern remake. If your relationship had been a book, theirs is the movie adaption. If your relationship had been a song, theirs is a cover band’s rendition. Maybe, deep down, you were expecting just this- to see him treating her the same way that he’d treated you.

Those pale hands, that used to fit so comfortably in the expanse of your own, are now tucked safely in-between hers. Oceans of blue that used to run over your shivering figure every November when you made this exact Hogsmeade trip, are now tracing the lines of her face and committing them to memory. Lips, cold and slightly chapped, that were once coaxing laughter from your lungs with horrible puns and crude observations, are now completely and utterly consumed with the sole objective of entertaining her the very same way that they entertained you.

It’s a bitter sight, one would think, but you can’t bring yourself to be jealous. It’s an odd sort of feeling, deja vu, to know that once this moment belonged to you, and now you have to watch it play out in front of you. You know what’s going to happen, down to the footprints that’ll stain the path back to Hogwarts, but this time it’s not you. This time, even though you know what’s going to happen next, it’s not your laughter that’ll be filling the silence as he walks back to school.

Watching reruns of Glee Bein’ annoying, singin’ in harmony I bet she’s bragging to all her friends, saying you’re so unique, hmm

“Draco’s obsessed with this muggle show called Glee. He makes me sing along with him every time we watch it.” She says with a small laugh and a shy smile.

Why, in God’s name, did you decide to study in the library today? Sitting on the other side of the bookshelf behind you, with Millicent Bulstrode, is H/N.

“That’s horrendous.” Millicent replies with a laugh. Maybe if you’d tried harder to be friends with her then she would’ve told H/N that Draco used to do that with you too, that you’re the one who introduced him to muggle tv shows in the first place.

“It’s cute, he’s so… different.”

You swallow hard and try to pour your focus back into your books. That tone, sweet and infatuated, was the tone you used only months before when you spoke about him too. Once again you’re on the other side of the looking glass, staring back at a distorted reflection of yourself. It had been you bragging, drowning quite innocently in your adoration for him and feeling the need to sing your praises out to the world.

Way back when, you were the one forcing him to learn the lyrics to all of your favourite songs. The two of you would lose track of time singing along with the actors and complaining about the unnecessary drama, it was this little world that the two of you created. But now that world, that you built on love and trust, can no longer afford to accommodate you both. Now it’s his world with her.

Without even realising it you start to wonder how it must be when he’s with her. Does she sing off-key too? Does he pepper her with kisses after and make fun of her singing? Do they binge watch episodes or only do one at a time? Does his laugh still drown out the talking whenever something ridiculous happens? Is his favourite character still Sue?

How many pieces of your time together did he take from the puzzle, to form a new one with her?

So when you gonna tell her that we did that, too? She thinks it's special, but it's all reused That was our place, I found it first I made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you

“This alcove is where I come when I want to be alone, no one really comes here.”

No one but me, you think to yourself as you stop in the hallway and overhear Draco whispering to her. Of course he took her to your alcove, why wouldn’t he?

A part of you wishes that he’d tell her that it was you who found this spot, that it was you who’d trudged along the castle one night in a desperate search for some peace and quiet. You want her to know that this was your safe space, that you were the one who invited him there and allowed him to relish in the safety that it provided. It was you who laced your fingers together with his own and dragged him behind you until you’d landed in the spot, you who had to listen to his complaints about how small and cramped it was until he finally got comfortable and fell in love with it. You were the one he used to wrap his arms around and make promises to in the silence of the night, when nothing beside the two of you existed in that alcove.

It’s all blurring together, then and now are nothing but two sides of the same rusted coin. How can you possibly distinguish between your memories and reality when the boundaries keep crossing?

You almost want to laugh at how identical your relationship was to the one they have now. Jokes that you came up with in the sludge of sleepiness, when the two of you used to hide out here on nights when you both felt sad, are now being repeated into the very same air that you breathed only months ago. Promises that you’d both agreed to back then, are being remade in the safety of the night that now belongs to them.

“I love you.”

And

“Forever.”

Are being whispered between the two of them, assurances and pacts to be together till the end of time.

But now you wonder, how long is forever?

Do you get déjà vu when she’s with you? Do you get déjà  vu? (Ah), hmm Do you get déjà vu, huh?

The smell of toast and freshly scrambled eggs wafts through the Great Hall and you struggle to resist the urge to moan out in excitement. Breakfast is your favourite meal and, really, the only meal that’s worth anything. As you plop down in your seat and start to pack your plate in your food you fail to notice, in your sheer joy, that Draco’s sitting across from you with H/N by his side.

It’s not until you’re done piling up your favourites, like an Olympic gold medalist in training, that you notice the couple sat across from you. You observe discreetly as Draco outstretches his hand all over the table to get whatever she wants to eat, and you have to struggle to focus as a wave of déjà vu washes over you.

When had you stopped being the one he arranged plates for? When had he started saving a spot beside him for her, and not you? Literally you know that the answer is roughly around 3 or 4 months ago when the two of you had broken up, but he’d stopped being yours a long time before then and you’d both known it. Little moments of love, that had been the basis of your relationship, had fizzled out into distant memories way before you’d both decided to call it quits.

“Butter or jam, Y/N?”

You’re about to answer, on instinct really, when you realise that he’s not even speaking to you.

But he said your name. Didn’t he?

Do you call her, almost say my name? ‘Cause let’s be honest, we kinda do sound the same Another actress I hate to think that I was just your type

“It was mortifying!” You exclaim as you recount the events of earlier to your best friend.

“How bad could it have possibly been?” She asks with a laugh as she settles into your bed comfortably.

“He looked her dead in the eyes, and called her ‘Y/N’, and to make it one hundred times worse, I was sitting across from them when he did it so they both immediately turned to look at me!” You cry out in embarrassment as you drop your face in a pillow. “I’ve never prayed so hard for the ground to open up and swallow me whole.” You mumble against the fabric and you hear her laugh again.

“Why are you so embarrassed? It wasn’t your mistake.”

“It’s not about that, it’s about how easy it would’ve been for us to return to our roles as boyfriend and girlfriend. I almost answered him!” You sigh. “It’s been what? 3? 4 months? And my mouth still acts on muscle memory. We’re so familiar to each other that we still act on instinct.”

“Are you sure it’s not just because your names sound so similar?” She raises her eyebrows at you and you scoff. “Really? Y/N and H/N sound nothing alike?”

“Nope, not at all.”

“Okay, if you say so.” She shrugs, “But deep down I think all three of you know that there’s more similarities present than you’d like to account for.”

You huff in response and cross your arms. Is she right? Does Draco have a type?

Even worse, are you just Draco’s type? Nothing more and nothing less than just another girl who ticks all of his favourite boxes?

I know you get déjà  vu I know you get déjà  vu I know you get déjà vu

It’s on one morning, on one of your good mornings, that it happens.

Months of watching the two of them recreate the love that you’d had with him, suffering in silence and scolding yourself for thinking such awful things about them, finally come to a halt when you receive the acknowledgment that you’ve been so desperately craving.

She walks onto platform 9 and 3/4 in a dress, a purple dress that looks eerily similar to the one you’d worn two years before on this exact platform. She’s smiling brightly, excited for the new school year, and Draco’s waiting for her by the door with a smile that’s just as bright. When his eyes catch her own and she slips her hand into his, he stumbles backward in shock slightly. He immediately looks away from her and searches the crowd, scanning over people climbing into the train and saying goodbye to their families, in a desperate attempt to find you.

It’s too much for him, to see her standing before him and looking like a replica of you, and he needs some sort confirmation to know that he’s not imagining this similarity. The dress wraps around her waist the same way that yours had wrapped around your own waist, and it compliments her skin in a way that’s hauntingly memorable. He knows that he’s seen all of this before, and he knows that it wasn’t with her.

You’re standing a few paces away from the door, watching the scene unfold, and when his ocean blues finally meet yours, you know.

He smiles at you, the first time he’s done so since you broke up, and mouthes exactly what the two of you need to hear.

“Déjà vu.”

And then it’s over- the moment, the agony, the months of confusion- it’s all packed up into a neat box and stored away. He turns with her and they walk into the train together, happily.

You remember this, being the one in her position and walking by his side. You remember the feeling of utter joy that had consumed you, it’s all the same really.

But maybe this time when he promises forever, he’ll mean it.

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This was meant to be way angstier but I got lazy and ended up just wanting to write it out before I ran out of love for the idea.

Anyway, I kind of like it...

love you all,

jean <3

[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

I like your writing so much !!

Can you please write something where Harry is sick and Draco takes care of him?

45. There's no me without you

Prompt- feeling their temperature | Thank you so much for requesting this, I tried to give my very best, however I'm pretty sure the ending didn't turn up that great.

| Harry is diagnosed with a terminal disease | ANGST | HURT COMFORT |

" you called for us ?" Draco asked as he sat down with harry in the chairs in front of the desk.

" how is my favourite couple doing ?" The healer asked with a gracious smile

" mind me, but it's sound's a bit- well- like there's some bad news " harry pointedly almost slightly worried.

The healer's head bowed, in disgrace of not being able to conceal " before I tell you this, please don't be mad. You know I'd do anything to help you as much as I can "

" you're scaring us Ms. Carnballer " draco's fingers automatically held Harry's hand in a tight grip unknowingly

She sighed, pushing the files towards the couple " after the accident of last week, you had required a full body scan and the results came in today "

" wh- what's does it say then ?" Draco's voice quivered, not even being able to read the words on the parchment

" it's my regret to inform you, harry suffers from a terminal disease, plaganeisis. It's somewhat very familiar to muggle..."

But harry was already falling. All the voices were fading and all his vision fading. He knew something was ought to go wrong sometime, but this soon, he didn't expect. His mind rapidly rushed to all the promises he would break, all the promises of spending his forever with draco, only his forever was now limited.

" Mr. Potter, are you listening ?"

" harry, honey " draco violently shook Harry's body on the chair which has gone into unconscious paralysis.

"huh?" Harry voiced

" I said, you're not so severe. But the disease is ought to spread. I- maybe you should take some time and relax yourself. Why don't I just talk to Mr. Malfoy right now ?" She asked sympathetically. Normally harry would've denied and requested to stay but his mind was spiralling into fading into consciousness to unconsciousness, so harry nodded and slowly left the room and waited outside with his thoughts.

Harry didn't talk to anyone properly for an entire week after that, even to his friends who stopped by his place to console him. It was as if the death seemed nearer than it already was. All he thought for days was about his numbered days and leaving draco so broken beyond his comprehension. If harry cared only Little about himself, he would sneak a peek at draco and stare at him looking out of the window, sadly until he'd turn to harry with a smile. It broke his heart to even think about draco after him. They'd only been together for 3 years, in which they had hurriedly married last year, but they had never regretted that decision until very this moment, harry wondered how would it be to let him go.

" I think you should break up with me and find yourself Someone who isn't dying " harry had said one day on the dinner table

Draco only looked at harry strangely, not responding or eating. Harry only remembered hearing draco's cries late in the night when he assumed harry was asleep. He wanted to make his pain stop, but how could he.

This was until harry met with the healer once again.

" harry, I need you to understand that your death would only be nearer if you're thinking it's near. Keeping yourself motivated right now would seem very hard right now but you have to understand that you're hurting other people around you with forcing them to leave you because you think it'd hurt less. I've told you this before and I'll tell you this again, you can prolong your life for as long as your body wants. If you're forcing yourself to surrender yourself to death, you'd be dead very soon but if you don't, you'd Maybe live another 10 years "

" it will hurt, I know. Leaving everything broken. But make the most of it right now,as much as you can. Draco needs you right now and so do you and you have to remember that " Ms. Carnballer softly smiled at harry from the opposite side. It was then when harry realised, he's not dead, not yet. He's still alive. He still is.

And that very night, harry entered the house with a cake, called over his close friends and spent his time, relished it, till he could. It was an improvement and his friends were very happy to see that but that didn't stop them from giving him a sympathies, pity hugs, hugs for longer than usual. For once harry didn't mind, even if it was somewhere Breaking him inside.

" what was all this ?" Draco furiously asked after everyone had left

" what ?"harry asked confused.

" what was the point of all this ? A reminder that you're dying soon ? " Draco's eyes glimmered with sad tears or anger, that was yet to be figured.

" draco-"

" no- you can't Just barge into the house with a damn cake and call over your friends and spend the night as if nothing has happened. Or tell me I should find someone new. do you even realise how horrid I felt when you told me to leave you and find someone who would never be anywhere equal to you and-" but then he broke down onto the chair behind him, heaving violently as he covered his mouth to not release the screams, the sound of pain.

Harry's heart broke to see Draco like that. In the process of turning on the switch, he forgot that if there was anyone in the world who would be most effected by Harry's death, it would be him. And harry had never understand, nor probably will understand how draco must be feeling.

Harry kneeled down in front of draco, his eyes swimming with tears leaking with water to pour. He took the hand that covered draco's lips and kissed them softly, leaving a droplet of tear over his fist.

" everything is not fine draco, it would probably not even be and we can't change that but now more than ever I need you and you need me. You more than me, this will probably be the last moments I spend with you and I don't want to spend that time fighting with you. I want us to fight together. You're right, I didn't realise how I was imposing on you to find Someone new without even thinking because I assumed it would be easier for both of us and now I clearly know it's not. I can't change what's about to happen love, but we can spend each and every moment making memories that will never leave you. I don't want to see you in pain, ever.. I love today and I will love you tomorrow and I will love you from my grave but we both need to understand that. Will you spend my numbered days with me ?" Harry's voice was soft as honey,as if he wanted to conceal both of them from the already bitterness of the situation but again that Infact what they should be doing.

Draco nodded sobbing, kissing harry for the first time in a while because harry allowed to.

" let's make it count, yeah ?" Draco sighed, theirs forehead against another

" yes " harry replied with closed eyes. Maybe it made it all better.

The next few months, harry's condition only became worse. He started losing weight like heavy bricks, his face sucking in, his fingers shaking even to pick up a cup, his eyes becoming home to sunken eyes with dark circles. Harry had lost that innocence on his face and metaphorically his eyes were losing their lively look and if even so they pretended everything was fine, they both sobbed when the other one wasn't around, draco crying more mostly because he felt helpless.

" you have to help me Ms. Carnballer, I can't- I don't want to lose him. I'd much rather die than lose harry. He's the only thing in my life that makes sense. Please- please I beg you " draco sobbed harshly, pleading, begging.

" it's my immense regret-"

" I don't need sympathies. I need to help harry. I don't want him to die. There must be something, anything we can do to save him. please, I'm literally begging " draco cried.

Ms. Carnballer leaned into her chair, sighing. It was painful to see draco like this, even for her even though she saw people like that everyday but none so desperate like him. Draco looked like he hadn't slept for days, he hadn't, he hadn't eaten properly. In taking care of harry, he had forgotten to take care of his own self. That wasn't his priority.

" I will tell you truth draco, the researches are in progress. There's no cure as for now but if I must say, there must be cure. Nature would never create that It can't find a cure to. I can't promise how Long it will take to find a cure, I hope soon but all I can give you right now is hope. I can prescribe stronger medicines but that's the most I can help "

And with that Draco's helplessly and angrily went home, finding harry out of the bed.

" harry, you're not supposed to get up" draco signed as he put his bags on table, roaming around to find harry. And he did find harry sitting by the window.

" how are you feeling ?" Draco asked as he went closer to harry

" do you want me to tell you the truth or the same lie I tell you each day " harry had been crying and draco knew this by his rough voice.

Draco sighed " let's get you back into the bed. I'll make the dinner-"

" no. Draco. I'm tired. I'm tired of seeing you tiredly coming home each day, making dinner for me, telling me everything will be fine one day when you and I both know it won't be. Stop wasting your time on me. I'm meant to die and I will die " harry told Draco nonchalantly

" wh- I thought we had this conversation and we were done with this Absurdity " draco furiously threw his hands in the air.

Harry turned to Draco, stepping down from the window, standing still.

" you are wasting your life draco. I can't see that. In taking care of me look what have you done to your own self. When was even the last time you shaved or ate a proper dinner or went out with friends or just watched a movie and fell asleep on the couch without a care in the world. You think I don't watch you. I watch you like a hawk draco and I can't let you do this to yourself. This is brutal, harsh, painful to even watch " harry threw

" painful?" Draco scoffed " what do you know about pain harry. You tell me you don't want to hurt me, that you can't see me in pain but everyday you reach new heights of hurting me. It's hurts me everyday to watch you lose yourself little by little. It's brutal and harsh that after everything you will leave me alone to spend the rest of my life alone. I miss being myself but now all I think of is how can i take your pain away. It physically hurts me that I can't do anything to save you. It's cruel and brutal of the world to take you away from me when you're the Only thing that makes me want to live another day and when you're gone, how would I even possibly survive. I cry nights away because I can't stop your pain. After everything you've been through in your life, this isn't what you deserve and it's hurts me to every single core of my soul, my body and my heart. I'd much rather prefer death right now " draco yelled crying.

" If I am such a burden draco, please for the love of Merlin leav-" but harry had started coughing harshly. His body doubled over and in instincts, draco helped him to the couch and fetched water, calming his throat immediately.

Draco started crying rapidly, it was as if large crystal balls were dripping down his eyes and they didn't cease at all " I don't want to fight you. I don't- but I'm so hurt. I'm in pian harry, Maybe less than you but it's just- I can't lose you" draco took Harry's hands in how own, drawing circles over his hand.

" I know draco, I know. I wanted to-"

" no harry. It should be me consoling you yet everytime its you consoling me. There is so much wrong with this, but I don't want to console you because I can't stand losing you. I won't survive a day without you harry. I can't. I don't want to " draco sobbed. Harry gave Draco a sad smile, engulfing draco into a hug and kissing the top of his head.

" well I am Always the better one so " and draco finally chuckled, for the first time in months.

It occurred him that night when harry had fallen asleep, after checking his temperature for any signs that if nobody is going to help save harry, draco will do it himself.

And that very night he apparated to Hermione's place.

" I need help "

" about time " Hermione smirked as she led him into her study and they discussed all night about Harry's condition, anatomically the part of his body affected the worst and how can the spread possibly be stopped. Until Draco disapparated for the first time relieved before harry woke up.

It was another 1 month of brainstorming when one night, Hermione found it.

" it's the bone marrow "

" what ?" Draco confusedly asked

" the spread is only through his blood, right ? And bone marrow is the major manufacturer of helper stem cells in the body that would bring up his immunity. It's not the problem with the cells draco, its the bone marrow. Because harry is sickening, the strength of the production of-"

" the helper cells is reducing and if we just know how to fix that then the leukocytes and his platelets count would increase, thereby his body can fight itself "

" yes "

They both remained silent for a long time, until Hermione finally called Madame pomfrey from ages ago knowing she was the Only one who still performed old school magic for treatment of some very vital disease.

" Hermione, remember in second year when harry broke his arm ?" Draco asked suddenly

" what ? Of course "

" remember gilderoy instead of fixing Harry's arm, basically vanished his bone ?"

" of course. If we could reintroduce finer bone marrow-"

" without the aftermath of graft, harry would become healthy because his body will not reject it "

" call ms. Carnballer immediately "

And Ms. Carnballer agreed .

" of course, it was the muggle theory we failed to apply " ms. Carnballer said In a bit suspicious voice

" but ?" Both of them asked

" it seems too easy. I mean no wonder it might be the solution to it but if just seems so simple. If it were that simple, why couldn't wizards had thought of it before? It just seems as if this will have some drawback "

And then it hit them, it was a little too easy. After discussing, draco headed home with Ms. Carnballer telling him to wait for until she was sure of it.

Only time ran out. Draco was half an hour late than usual today and harry hadn't even woken up, even though he would've normally woken up..

Draco kneeled down next to harry, trying to wake him but harry gave no response. He was still breathing but his heartbeat was falling down little by little. In between panic attack, draco immediately dialled up Ron and Hermione.

" we need to immediately go to st. Mungo's"

And they didn't need more notice. They immediate disapparated to their place with Ron warming up the car and Hermione helping carry harry to the car.

" it will be fine. Everything will be fine " Hermione reassured him but draco had lost every shred of his sanity and was dripping all wet with tears.

" I can't lose him Hermione " draco cried as he held harry closely to himself with Ron almost flying the car

" you won't draco. He's a fighter " Ron assured.

Nodding, draco held harry more firmly to himself, whispering " I love you " and " please don't leave me " In Harry's ear. Ron and Hermione only shared looks.

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" would you at least try ? " Draco begged Ms. Carnballer

" I-"

" please. It have. 88% chances of Saving harry. Please Ms. Carnballer " Hermione countered.

Ms. Carnballer sighed " the hospital won't be responsible for anything that could go wrong, you must know that "

Draco froze. Anything that could go wrong. Those word's screamed in his head but then there was the faint memory running alongside in his head " it's us against the world. We will try till the end "

" do it " draco confirmed. Hermione looked at him for any hesitation. Met with none, she agreed.

He will not lose harry. He will not.. he can't ?

2 hours in the ward, Ms.carnballer finally came out..

" so ?" Draco asked worried out of his mind

" I- regret- harry is suffering from amnesia as of now " she told sighing heavily

" what do you mean amnesia ? It can't be possible" draco wanted to pound on her but ron held him back.

" it's anterograde. He knows everyone, mostly , but some memories might be lost " she weakly replied

Draco almost fell into Ron's grasp, his tears forming instantly

" can I meet him?"

" you can but don't try to pressurise him or anything. I request you "

Draco heavily nodded, biting off his lip in order to release the horrendous scream boiling inside him.

They all followed into the ward was in. Harry was staring out of the window when Draco approached him a little closer.

" harry ?" Draco asked softly, controlling his tears.

" malfoy ?" Harry turned his head with a frown to draco. It was all it took for draco to understand, he didn't remember them..but he wanted to try.

" you don't remember us?" He asked

" what do you mean ?" Harry asked.

Draco immediately turned around to ron and Hermione, who consoled him.

" he doesn't remember us" draco weeped.

" oh goodness I didn't expect you'd cry like a baby " harry chuckled

Frowning In tears draco turned around " what ?" He sniffed

" I could forget you, like you'd let me " harry raises an eyebrow at Draco comically

" what do you mean? She just told me you got amnesia- I don't believe you "

" alright. I got married to you last year on 31st October, at Malfoy manor. Ring a bell " harry quipped

" but she just- you told her to lie? Didn't you ?" Draco narrowed his eyes at harry

" of course. It was fun " harry laughed softly

" you fucking arsehole. You almost gave me heart attack " draco sneered

" but it didn't happen, so we're all good " harry shrugged

" tell me I can break his face " draco looked at Ron

" I'd agree with you unless he looked like this and unless I knew about this " Ron shrugged

" Ron!!! I wanted to say that " Hermione hit him on the shoulder

" you were in on this ?" Draco looked back and forth between both.

" you'd think otherwise. Of course we were in on it. Harry I'd give you a 2.5 for acting. That was shit " Ron raised an eyebrow at harry

" you tell me that when your wife cries like a damn baby " harry rolled his eyes

" I don't understand?" Draco's face filled with confusion after confusion.

Ron and Hermione shared a look before Hermione spoke up " let harry explain, we'll wait outside until your little war would be over "

And they walked out.

" come and sit " harry patted next to him, making some space for him.

In all anger draco narrowed his eyes at harry but at the same time he couldn't be more glad to be with this harry again "you better have a nice explanation " and sat down next to harry on the bed.

" so this happened last week. I woke up in the middle of night and I wanted to look for you but I couldn't find you, I assumed you must've gotten busy with something but when the next night same thing happened, I talked with Ron and Hermione about that. I was really worried for you and I just wanted to know if you were okay. I initially went to them to talk to them about taking care of you, looking after you mostly when I'm gone and told them the whole disappearance thing. It was then Hermione told me that you were trying to look for a cure. I can't tell you how proud I was and am of you. I really am. But you were doing it secretly and I wanted to maintain that until last night, Hermione, rang me and told me that you've got it. And you fell asleep outside for a while, great thing to do while you're husband is in a ward fighting death. They came in and asked for my approval on whatever it was that you guys came up with, of course it would have some drawbacks as Ms. Carnballer said but I wanted to go through with it just as much as you-"

" you did ?"

Harry frowned, taking draco's hands in his own " draco, it's not my choice to die. But if i were given one, I'd never want to die and leave you. There no you without me, nor me without you. Of course the amnesia idea was Mine to scare you. Hermione called it dumb "

" it was dumb " Draco chuckled softly

" look at me draco " and he did

" I've never regretted anything in my life than these last few months because of the pain you've suffered because of me. Even if I were to die Draco, I- I don't know what Would've happened. I'm really sorry for everything-"

" hey, you don't have to apologise. Remember I promised to take you in sicknesses and in health. It doesn't matter harry whatever happens, I'd always take care of you. I just can't lose you. These last few months had been terrible and I never want to go through something like that ever again " draco smiled shyly as he kissed Harry's hands in his own.

" and he won't" a voice interjected behind them..

" ms. Carnballer ?" Draco turned slightly to get a good look of her

" you've fought valiantly harry. The cure that your husband and miss Granger came up with had Little to no side effects, which probably won't show up until very late in life "

" what sort of side effects ?" Draco asked

" you don't have to worry about the disease falling back in again. Side effects however may include slight pain for over a couple of months in the bones and probably anemia, tiredness. You'll have a bit of fitness problem at some point in your life harry. You will have to look out for any illness for the next two years very carefully though. And that's about it "

Harry and Draco looked at each other in relief..

" we did it then ?" Draco smiled

" you did it " harry diligently said

" you've officially fought death, hm, let me see my record, 6 times. That should go in the Guinness world book record " Ron joked as they walked in after that

And the room again filled with laughter.

In the end some fights are worth fighting for.

It is my immense regret for being so incredibly late at delivering the request this late for the inability to probably provide what you expected. Also regretful for not being able to do a stand alone prompt. (Also plaganeisis is no disease). Happy reading. I tried my best.

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unrequited (draco malfoy/ cedric diggory series)

PROMPT: You and Cedric grew up together. After the tragedy of the Triwizard Tournament, you’re left feeling empty without your best friend. Draco Malfoy steps into the picture. Will the feelings be reciprocated? Or will it be unrequited?

WARNINGS: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, angst, fluff, sadness??? 

PAIRING: draco malfoy x reader and cedric diggory x reader; hufflepuff reader

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PART 12

Draco didn’t realize you never returned those words until he saw you flinch when he said it. 

The two of you were outside in the meadows, watching the leaves grow on the branches of the trees. It’s been a good week for Draco. He only woke up in the middle of the night three times this week and he fell asleep only an hour after waking. He didn’t tell you that, though. He’s been trying to stay away from you during those hours of the night, afraid that you were going to grow tired of him, or worse already growing tired of him. He would often just lay in bed, eyes closed, counting backwards from 100 while holding his finger that housed the ring you gave him. It worked, although sometimes he had to repeat his counts. 

But he began to miss you beside him. He was always cold at night and you were always so warm when you cuddled into his side. Whenever you were next to him, he found no use for the blanket on the corner of the bed. You were enough. You were more than enough. 

Because he’s been trying to be more independent, he hasn’t seen you as much as he’d like, so the nights that were reserved for you, him, and the meadow, were his favorite nights. You were laying on his chest, a smile playing on your lips as he talked about the few fun memories he remembered from his childhood. He talked about Dobby and how he missed the elf the past holiday season. He playfully cursed Harry for freeing the elf but you knew he was just kidding by the way he was smiling fondly as he spoke. 

“I saw him at Diagon Alley when I picked up your presents.” He mentioned, remembering the cheery elf who skipped towards him when he recognized Draco. “He seemed happier.” 

“I’m sure he is.” 

Draco mumbled in agreement, kissing your forehead. He saw you close your eyes, love pouring from his stare as he watched you slowly drift to sleep. Your breathing slowed a bit, heart rate steadying. He placed his lips by the shell of your ear, “I love you.” 

I love you, three words that made you feel sick to your stomach. You pretended to be asleep so you didn’t have to say anything back.

He gulped when he saw you flinch. It was for a brief second, he almost didn’t catch it, but he did. Your face twisted into a grimace when he said those three words. You stiffened in his arms, breath pausing. Draco could feel his heart chipping in his chest. He may have not known what love is, what love is supposed to look like, but he knew someone wouldn’t respond that way to another person’s declaration of love if they felt the same way. He tried to steady himself, keeping in mind that you were still laying on his chest and if he were to move, you’d stir awake and you’d be faced with an awkward and uncomfortable conversation. He wasn’t ready to have that conversation yet. 

Did you not love him? He began to think back, remembering the first time he told you he loved you. It was the night he told you about his dark mark. He remembered saying it so softly, almost inaudible, and you didn’t respond. You just kissed his skin until he stopped crying. Maybe you just didn’t hear him the first time. 

Then he thought about when he passed by you to get to his seat in Potions. He slowed his stride when he reached your seat, tapping three times on the wooden desk to get your attention. You looked up at him, blush evident on your cheeks when you saw the ring sitting proudly on his finger. He mouthed, “I love you,” before turning away. He didn’t hear you say it back but the yellow light from his ring seemed to be enough then. 

He thought about the time you two sat with Myrtle, telling her about your relationship. You both needed to tell someone, the stress of keeping everything a secret becoming too much for the two of you. You decided that Myrtle was your best bet. Myrtle teased that the two of you were in love and Draco confirmed the sentiment with a confident, “I do love her.” You, on the other hand, just kissed his lips. Maybe you knew that he would lose his train of thought once you kissed him. 

Draco realized then that after all those times that he told you he loved you, you never once said it back. Not wanting to expose you to another one of his breakdowns, he shook you awake, getting up before you could fully comprehend what was going on. “It’s getting late.” 

“Huh?” You rubbed your eyes, looking at the sky. It couldn’t have been later than midnight. You and Draco often stayed out there until dawn. You turned to him to ask what was happening but he already disappeared from his spot. He was halfway to the passageway already. Shocked, you jogged to catch up to him. You reached for his elbow, flinching when he pulled away. “What’s wrong?”

“Just need some rest.” 

You frowned, unable to hide the hurt on your face, “Oh, okay.” 

The rest of the way back to the garden was silent. He held out his wand for light to guide you both through the passageway, a few, hesitant, looks over his shoulder to make sure you were alright behind him. You wrapped your arms around yourself, trying to radiate more body heat. Draco usually gave you his sweater to wear on the way back. 

Once you reached the door, he pushed it open, lowering his wand. He got out first and offered his hand for you to take. You placed your hand in his palm, allowing him to guide you out. You stood in front of him, silent, as he looked between your face and his shoes. He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Draco, stop.” You gripped his upper arm, pulling him back. “What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“Dra-”

“Ms. Y/LN,” A voice boomed from across the garden. As they emerged from the dark, it became evident who it was. Snape. Fuck, you thought. “Mr. Malfoy. May I ask what’s going on here? Where are the two of you coming from?”

You froze, realizing that the secret passageway was now exposed. You looked at Draco, mind racing. “I- We- uh..”

“It’s my fault, professor.” Draco spoke up, walking closer to Snape. “I dragged her out here. I invited her.” 

Snape looked at him unconvinced, but nodded anyway, “Very well. Twenty points from Slytherin and fifteen points from Hufflepuff. Mr. Malfoy return to your dormitory now. Ms. Y/L/N, a word.” 

“Okay, professor.” You replied, lowering your head in shame. 

Draco looked at you one last time, offering a sad smile, before starting to walk towards the boys’ dormitories. Snape stopped him before he passed him. He leaned close to Draco, seriousness in his voice, “Mr. Malfoy I sure hope you’re not forgetting your mission. I would hate to think that you’ve allowed a girl to distract you.” 

Draco clenched his jaw, harshly pulling away from Snape. He hastily wiped a tear from his face as he marched to the dormitories, leaving you and Snape in the garden. Snape motioned for you to follow him, and you did, albeit reluctantly. You stopped in front of the room where he kept all the ingredients for various potions. You’ve seen it, once or twice, when you helped the twins with a few pranks. 

Snape called for you to enter the room, shutting the door behind you. It was bigger than you imagined. In the middle sat a chair, surrounded by jars of random things. He ordered you to sit, nearly shoving you into the seat with how impatient he was. 

“Professor, wha-”

Before you could even ask a question, Snape raised his wand and uttered a spell. His words were too fast for you to realize what was going on. It wasn’t until you felt a sting in your head that you realized what he was doing. He was in your head. 

You tried to fight him at first but he was far too powerful for you to counter. He easily slipped past any walls you tried to build up and he scoured your head, looking and searching for something, but you weren’t quite sure what. Like a movie, flashes of your life began to pass behind your eyelids. Your parents, the muggle world, your father leaving, your mother leaving, Mr. Diggory telling you that they’re both gone the minute he found out, all of it came flooding in. You struggled against the chair, not realizing he bound you to it. You thrashed around, discomfort filling your head. 

And then he stopped searching. He let one memory play and you whimpered as you watched it unfold. It was Cedric. Young Cedric. It was the night after you found out your parents died. He snuck out of his room and sat across from you in the living room, handing you tissues as you sobbed into the pillow. His father was asleep in the room upstairs but Cedric couldn’t sleep because he heard your cries echoing throughout the house. 

His hands were so small against your back. He was rubbing your back up and down, trying to soothe you as you cried. You leaned against him and he awkwardly put his arm around you, not knowing what to do as he’s never been this close to a girl before. But then he felt you collapse under him, in utter despair as you questioned where you’d be living and if you would still have connections with the Wizard World now that your only relatives were Muggles, and he knew exactly what he needed to do. 

He nudged you and placed his hand out with his pinky outstretched. You linked your pinky with his, wiping your nose with your unoccupied hand. He smiled, “I promise to be your best friend forever.” 

“I promise too.” 

The pain came back. You yelled as Snape began to dig deeper. It was like your memories were sorted into files and he was just taking his pick, wanting to see what is in your head. He stopped at a memory from when you were 13 years old. It was the summertime and Mr. Diggory was out buying some food for dinner. You and Cedric were alone in the house talking about the past year at Hogwarts. You knew exactly what this day was. 

This was the day you had your first kiss. 

You couldn’t remember exactly how it even happened, or how the conversation started, but you somehow mentioned that you’ve never kissed anyone. Cedric snorted in laughter, clutching his stomach as you glared at him. He continued to make fun of you for a few more minutes before abruptly stopping. A sheepish smile crept on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, “I can kiss you if you want.” 

Your eyes widened a bit, unsure of what to say next. You gulped and nodded, hesitantly, leaning in. He did the same, letting a breathy chuckle slip past his lips. The kiss lasted only for a minuscule of a second because Mr. Diggory burst through the front door, making the two of you jump far away from each other. The rest of the day, you sported a permanent blush on your cheeks. 

The last one was the most painful one. It seemed like Snape was torturing you, twisting your mind into shapes as he plucked out this one memory: Your conversation with Fred. You listened as the words rang in your ears, “I can see myself falling in love with him but I don’t want to.” 

Once those words left your lips, you were pulled back to reality with a sharp gasp. Snape had a devilish smile on his face, watching you plead him silently. He still had his wand out when he spoke again, “Your biggest desire is still Cedric Diggory.” 

“Why are you doing this?” You questioned, tears pricking your eyes. “What is the reason?”

He ignored your questions, letting a laugh escape his lips. “Draco Malfoy is hopelessly in love with you and you’re in love with Cedric Diggory.” 

“Stop.” You whispered, pulling against the restraints. 

“Unrequited love is a difficult love, Y/N Y/L/N.” He said. For a moment his exterior changed. A brief look of hurt was seen on his features as he said those words. “It’s the worst. I think I owe it to Mr. Malfoy to tell him that you don’t feel the same.” 

“You don’t know how I feel.” You spat. “Don’t you dare talk to Draco.” 

“Oh, but I must.” He brought his wand up again. “He does have to complete something after all and it seems you’ve been distracting him.”

Scowling, you asked, “What are you talking about?”

“Miss Y/L/N, love is a dangerous thing.” Snape stated. Then with a flick of his wand, he chanted, “Obliviate.”

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Broken

Draco Malfoy x Male Reader

Warnings: Depression, self harm, death mentioned, slight smut, hickeys, and shirtlessness

*Voldemort is gone so the Mark doesn't work anymore.*

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Ever since year one, I was bullied for who I was. I was placed into the Hufflepuff House, and I was quite proud of that. Only many people made fun of my House and some aspects I possessed that placed me into there. I believed that everyone should be given a chance, and I tried to show niceness to everybody because I didn't know what that person was going through. But many people didn't seem to think like that, which lead me to be kind to the people who were hated the most.

People like Draco Malfoy.

During the our second year, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter had gotten into an argument and were about to hex each other. I rushed into the middle, making the both of them lower their wands in shock. 

"Move out of the way," Harry said, raising his wand again. "I must hex him, the filthy git." 

"He's just a boy, Harry!" I cried out. "He's only a boy following the lead of his parents and his House. Don't do this Harry," I said. “You’re only a boy, too.” This caused him to put away his wand, mumbling something about 'next time he's got him.’

That was only one example of me protecting Malfoy throughout out school career. Sure, it made people look at me weird because I was kind to Draco, the Boy Who Had No Choice. Yes, he bullied me at times too, but it's not like I wasn't used to it. I've had a couple years of scars on my wrists to prove that I was 'used' to it. 

It's our seventh year now, and I managed to make it through the entire school career without a single friend. Luna Lovegood was kind to me, and so was Ron Weasley. Harry never really liked me, not after I stood up for Draco that one year... and the years after. My heart always went out to Draco though... You could see over the years he lost his arrogance, his rudeness. Sure, he still has it, but it's clear to see it's forced some of the time. At least, it's clear to me. 

The only place I ever felt safe and at home was in a room, a room that I suspect not many other people knew about. The room that held the Mirror Of Erised. It was supposed to show you the desires of your heart when you looked into it. Some nights, I would just lay in the floor and stare up at the ceiling, talking to my reflection without looking into the mirror. Everyday, I hoped what I wanted would change, but every time I looked into the mirror, it was the same.

It was always me and Draco, holding hands and laying in the grass, looking up at the sky and laughing. We never had a care in the world, and we looked so in love. Other times it would change to me and Draco watching a movie on our bed or reading a book at three in the morning. No matter what the background action were, it was always Draco and I. Together. And we were happy. 

I never understood why I didn't at least see my mother in the mirror. My father never loved me and disowned me when he found out I was gay, let alone a wizard. My mother was more supportive and tried to help me get the things I needed, but she struggled since both my parents were Muggles. My mother eventually passed away in my fifth year from heart failure. 

It's been rough for me the past few weeks. People have been harder on me with bullying, and I was starting to lose my cool. I knew that going to the Mirror of Erised wasn't helping either. My depression had gotten worse, and I ended up cutting myself the night before. It especially didn't help with the events of that night, just a few hours before I cut. Some Slytherins — seventh year ones who never liked me — pinned me into a corner, jeering and making fun of me because I wasn't pure-blood. Two grabbed me and forced me down on the ground while a third forced my right sleeve up.  

Luckily — but I suppose not really — I only cut my left arm because I was right handed. He took a knife and carved the word 'Mudblood' into my arm. They laughed at my pain and tears. They let me go before anyone could stop them. I vowed never to show anyone any of my scars. 

Back in the present, it was now time for dinner. I left my Transfiguration class, clutching my books tightly to my chest, yet mindful of my cuts. I always the last one out of class, but I was near the back for this class so I was sometimes one of the first out. This happened to be one of those days. I bumped into someone, hissing softly as both my arms were freshly wounded and hitting my right one against my books didn't feel very nice. I looked up to meet the greyish-blue eyes of Draco Malfoy. 

"I-I'm sorry, Draco," I murmured quickly.

His eyes softened once he looked back into my own eyes. Did he see my pained expression? I hoped not. I rushed away before he got the chance to say anything to me. 

Dinner ended with me hardly eating much of anything. I had a lot of problems, and I believe that that was why not many people tried to help me. Nobody cared to learn them, and I didn’t expect them to. We had an hour of free time, so to speak, before we had to go to bed. I always spent that time outside, sitting up in a tree I had basically claimed my own.

So that's where I sat, about fifteen feet up in the air, staring through a hole in the branches up at the moon. Isn't it funny when the moon is your only friend? I rolled my the sleeves of my robe, checking the inside of my right sleeve. The moonlight was just bright enough to see. Just bumping into Malfoy had caused some of the cuts to bleed. I muttered a spell to clean my robes of the blood. Letting out a shaky sigh, I leaned my head back against the trunk of the tree. 

"I don't understand," I said quietly as tears pricked my eyes. "I'm doing what I feel is right, what's so wrong with that?" I asked the moon, but I knew I wouldn't get a response for it was an inanimate object. I rolled up my left sleeve, the word being blurry and distorted by the tears in my eyes. A tear dripped onto the healing wound and it burned a little. I covered it back up, my tears now streaming down my cheeks. 

I could heal the cuts and the scars. It wasn’t dark magic, just a normal made the wounds. So why did I never heal them? Probably because somewhere, deep down, I felt like I deserved it.

I heard a voice calling out my name. It was a masculine voice, but it came out soft, different than what I was used to hearing. People only ever said my name if they wanted to yell. I was a pushover. 

"I know you're up there." 

I felt like I should know the voice, but I couldn't place it. I wiped my eyes once I heard the lower branch start to creak meaning this boy was coming up whether or not I wanted him to. I quieted my cries and gazed silently up at the moon. 

I turned my head, meeting the same greyish-blue eyes I had in the doorway before dinner. "Draco?" I asked quietly. His platinum blonde hair glowed in the moonlight.

He gave me a soft smile. "Yeah, it's me." 

I frowned a little bit. Why was he here?  "Is it time to go back already?" I asked quietly, making a move to get up.

Draco shook his head. "No. We've still got forty-five minutes or so left."

I settled back down on the wide branch. 

"What's wrong?" 

I turned my head black towards him. "What do you mean?"

He sighed a little bit. "Can I come over?" he asked, gesturing to my tree branch. 

I shifted, making room for him. I wasn't a very large person so it easily fit the both of us. "Look, you haven't been eating much at all since fifth year. You're more reserved. I'm concerned about you." 

I looked up at him. Draco, the Draco Malfoy, had noticed me? No. Maybe Luna told him... but Luna never noticed that either. She would’ve said something. I shrugged and looked down, new tears burning my eyes. 

"Talk to me. You've been there for me all those years, so let me be here for you in this moment," he whispered. 

Those few words caused me to burst into tears. I never really knew he noticed how I stood up for him. We didn't talk much outside of class. And I never had anyone offer to be there for me; I didn’t really know how to handle it.

Draco wrapped an arm around me, bringing me closer to his chest. I just covered my face with my hands, ashamed to be crying in front of someone. Draco shifted, making himself for steady before pulling me into his lap and holding me close. I wrapped my arms around his torso, careful of my own cuts, crying into his chest. His one hand settled on the back of my head while the other held me protectively. "It'll all be okay," he whispered softly.

My tears eventually turned into sniffles. Draco just silently held me, stroking my hair lightly in an attempt to calm me further. "Do you wanna talk about it?" he asked me softly. 

I shrugged in reply, rubbing my thumbs mindlessly over his sides. "There's not-not much to say," I said with a small hiccup. "My mom died in f-fifth year and-and all the bullying just got worse. There's nothing worth-worth sharing."

Draco didn't say anything for a long moment. "I'm sorry." 

Sorry? Why was he sorry? I looked up at him, a bit confused. I met his eyes and I was at a loss of words for a moment. His eyes looked so sad. "Why are you sorry?" I asked after another moment. 

He gave me a soft smile. "For so, so many things. And I'm sorry I was never there for you." 

"No one was, Draco. It's okay," I whispered. “I never asked for anyone, never reached out.”

Draco carefully took his thumb and wiped the excess tears off my cheeks. He leaned forward, and his lips touched mine in a soft kiss. I was shocked for a moment, unsure of whether this was happening or not, but I kissed him back, clutching onto the side of his robes as I did. His lips were slightly cold, but soft nonetheless. In the distance, there was a soft bell, signaling five minutes until bedtime. Draco pulled away, looking down at me. I'd wanted to do that for years. 

"I suppose we should be going back," he said quietly. I only managed a nod as I climbed off his lap and down the tree, Draco following suit. 

We walked back to the Hogwarts castle silently, both lost in our own thoughts. When it came time for us to part our ways, Draco stopped me. 

"Hey, I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked, sounding nervous. 

I managed a small nod. "Absolutely."

The next day, I noticed Draco in the hallway on the way to breakfast talking to some fellow Slytherins, two of whom helped carved the word into me. As I passed, he didn't seem to notice or care about me. His fellow Slytherins snickered as I passed. 

"Hey, lay off," I heard Draco say and I couldn't help but smile a little. He did remember last night.

Potions class rolled around once again, and I was forced to make a potion all by myself since one of the students was sick and up in the nurse's office. I ended up miserably failing because I misread one of the directions and added kelpweed instead of firegrass. Snape and the other students made a jerk out of me because mine was even worse than Neville's was in our first year. 

Class ended shortly after that, and I decided that I was skipping lunch. I was sick of people making fun of me, and I was beginning to break. It felt like no one was on my side whatsoever. I hurried through the halls, opposite of all the students. I heard a familiar voice call after me, but I didn't care; I needed a release for myself. 

Unfortunately, Draco's height gave him an advantage as he was able to shove through people easier than I. He grabbed my left arm which made me cry out in pain, causing him to immediately let go. He took my hand and forced me to follow him, determination in his walk. He pulled me down to his House's common room. 

"What the hell is going on? I'm not letting you leave until you explain. Alright?" He crossed his arms over his chest, anger and concern written on his face. 

I sighed and plopped onto the couch. "It's not that simple, Draco," I said, my hands trembling a little. I still needed my release. 

"The hell it's not! What's so difficult about it?!" 

I looked up at him, anger and fear building up inside of me. I pulled off my robe, exposing my white shirt underneath. It was supposed to be long sleeves, as that was the dress code, but I cut them off so it didn't hurt my cuts as much.

"This is why, Draco. This is what's going on. What else do you want from me?!" I screamed at him, tears of anger and sadness running down my cheeks. 

He only stood frozen for a moment before advancing towards me. Draco took my hands, looking over both my arms. 

"Who did this to you?" 

"The right arm was myself and the left..." I hated the word. "The left was some Slytherins," I mumbled softly. 

He looked up at me, shocked written on his face. "You...you deliberately hurt yourself?" He cursed softly and shook his head. He murmured three names: three names of the people that carved that word onto me. "It was them. They did it," he told me, sure he was right and he was. I said nothing.

Draco turned my head up, placing a surprising kiss on my lips. "You're so incredibly handsome. Why would you do this to yourself?" 

"Draco, the world is harsh; people don't care. I had to show the world kindness when nothing was shown to me. C'mon, I wanna take you somewhere before students flood the halls," I told him, picking my robe back up and sliding it on. 

"This is the Mirror Of Erised," I said softly, showing him. "It'll show you what your heart desires most." He looked at me, and I pushed him toward it. "Look into it." 

He sighed, like it was some big chore, but he did as I asked. He stared silently for a few moments, looking at the mirror. Tears started to pool in his eyes and run down his cheeks. He dropped to his knees, hiding his face in his hands. I rushed over and wrapped him in a hug, holding him close to me.

"Draco, what's wrong?" I asked softly. 

He didn't say anything for a while before he looked up at me. "What did you see?" I asked, brushing his tears away with my thumb. 

"You," he answer quietly. "I saw you. And you weren't angry at me. You didn't hate me. You-you saw me for who I was, not what I was forced to be..." 

Silently, he stood and took off his robe and left off a soft breath. He looked up at me once more, fear in his eyes. I was confused, but I nodded a bit, encouraging him to go on. He started to unbutton his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders and dropping it down to the floor. He closed his eyes for a moment before showing me his left arm. He opened his eyes, fear written now on his face as well as he kept his eyes locked on mine. The Dark Mark was imprinted on his arm. I walked up to him and took his hand, brushing my fingers over it. It looked like there where four long scars running underneath it and it took me a moment to realize that Draco had tried to scratch it off himself, but it just came back. I looked up at him, brushing his tears away, and kissing him softly. I pulled away after a moment and holding his cheeks in my hands. 

"Draco, that doesn't make you you. From the emotion in your eyes, I'll say it wasn't your choice." 

He wrapped his arms tightly around me, burying his face in my shoulder. I hugged him back, rubbing his bare back gently. His shoulders trembled so I knew he was crying again. 

"That's what I saw," he mumbled. "We were laying in bed, laughing. I was shirtless and you were laying next to me, holding my hand, and you didn't care about my Dark Mark. You didn't make fun of me..."

I gave him a gentle squeeze before pulling away and looking up at him. "I like to believe I know a little about you, Draco Malfoy, and that's not you." 

He kissed me again, passionately and more needy than he had before. I matched his kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulled back, breathing a bit heavily as he pulled me down and laid me on the floor. He climbed over top of me, kissing my neck and pushing my robe off my shoulders before unbuttoning my shirt, helping me out of it and dropping it to the side with his shirt.

"I know now probably isn't the best time to say," he mumbled, kissing my neck. "But I've always had a crush on you. I thought it was just that, a crush, but it turned out to be so much more." He kissed up my neck, kissing my jawline. "I fell in love with you, and looking into that mirror, I realize that you're what I want." He kissed my cheek and hovered over my lips. "Would you be my boyfriend?" 

“Is this you coming out to me?” I asked, taking a moment to tease him.

“Oh, shut up, and answer the question.”

 "Absolutely," I murmured as I pressed a kiss to his lips. 

"I'll make you a Malfoy one day; fuck whatever my parents say." I giggled softly, but I heard the honesty in his words.  

Draco held my hands above my head, careful of my cuts. He continued to kiss me, shifting himself to straddle my waist. He kissed down my neck, leaving a single hickey on the skin, marking my sweet spot for him, but peppering my chest with hickeys. I moaned his name softly, arching my back slightly. Once again, distantly, a bell rung to signal the end of lunch. Draco cursed and pulled back, pulling me up with him. I couldn't help but chuckle softly. 

"That damn bell ruins everything."

I laughed and grabbed his shirt, throwing it at him playfully. "We always have the weekend, Dray, and we have that hour after dinner." We both put our shirts on. 

"True..." Draco mumbled, a little lost in thought. 

"Grab your robe, we're gonna be late to class."

We scurried to class, making it on time for Transfiguration. I slid into my seat, Draco sitting next to me this time as his normal seat was already taken. People shot weird looks at the both of us before one of his fellow Slytherins leaned towards him. Pansy. I couldn't stand her. 

"Draco, why are you wearing a silly Hufflepuff robe?" she asked him. 

My cheeks flushed as I looked down and realized I was wearing a Slytherin robe. I turned to Draco. His cheeks were dusted pink but he slipped it off and turned towards me. 

"Must’ve put the wrong one on when we were getting dressed. May I have mine back?" 

I felt my cheeks heat up further as we made the switch. Even in those few minutes, my robe smelled of him. 

Pansy looked shocked and disgusted. "You're dating that Mudblood?" 

Draco leaned forward. "Call her a Mudblood again and I'll hex you into next year," he growled softly as the professor walked in. 

Her face paled, and she sat down. 

Draco looked at me and took my hand, holding it on his thigh underneath our desks. "I love you," he whispered softly in my ear. 

"I love you too," I replied quietly before starting to take notes on the subject.

[freshly-picked-pineapples]

Prompt: Draco is under the false impression that Hermione is cheating on him.

It didn’t come as a surprise. It truly didn’t. Their’s wasn’t an arrangement she had wanted; it had been something she had had to choose, for the greater good, or something like that. It hadn’t been fair, he knew, but his parents had made the offer and she had agreed, and that had been it.

So yes, Draco wasn’t surprised in the least. But he was dismayed. She had never been openly hostile towards him since their agreement, but lately, they had gotten along rather nicely, if he had to say so himself. At first, she had been withdrawn and quiet, saying only what needed to be said. She slept curled on her side, at the very edge of the bed. She was gone before he woke up, asleep before he did. She always left him covered plates of food in the kitchen for dinner, but she never ate with him. In fact, for an apartment she had been adamant on having, she never spent time in it if she could help it. 

He didn’t know when things started changing. Was it the one day when he apparited home earlier than usual and found her eating dinner? Was it when she stumbled upon him watching one of those muggle moving stories on her weird machine? Was it when they were both down with the flu and he had tried to summon his old house-elf to cook for them? Or when he had found her magic box which knew everything? 

It had been slow, gradual, but Granger warmed up towards him. She started talking to him, actually talking to him about her day at work, about the crazy witch from two floors down who thought it was okay to barge in demanding a divorce settlement from her husband even though Granger was not a divorce lawyer. She started asking him to help her chop the vegetables, and they ate together in front of her picture box, sometimes watching stories- movies- until they fell asleep. He remembered that winter day when he’d finally mustered up the courage to kiss her. She’d kissed him back, before laughing and throwing her arms around him.

That had been six months back. Things had stayed more than wonderful between them in that time. Or so Draco had thought. So yes, he was dismayed. 

He hadn’t thought much of it when the first bunch of flowers had arrived at their house addressed to Granger. He had just assumed it must have been a secret admirer. Or a work thing. Then the second bunch of flowers arrived the following week. A different kind. Exotic, expensive looking. She took her flowers to her private study, the one which was warded and charmed. The one she used only for work, to store high profile files about her cases. But she was so delighted every time a bouquet arrived with a little envelope attached that he could barely stand not to barge in and throw the damn flowers into the fire.

Finally, he decided enough was enough. If someone was trying to woo his wife, he deserved to know. So he did the only thing he could think of. He pretended to leave for work, waited for her to leave for work, then returned home to try open the room he was not allowed into. 

It took him three days, but finally, the door was open, and Draco found himself in a huge greenhouse. He was floored. Not only had she been happily receiving strange plants from a strange man, but she was growing them. In their house. Draco could feel spots dancing in front of his eyes. Huge, red spots that flickered on and off. He could feel his throat tightening, making it almost impossible to breathe as the disappointment and heartbreak settled in. Then something grabbed him by the back of his shirt and hauled him back. 

Draco woke up to Granger’s hair tickling at his face. Then her huge eyes and the rest of her face loomed into view. 

“Draco!” she cried, and he was smothered by more hair. “Thank god you’re awake.”

The weight lifted off him and she sat up, wiping her eyes as she did so. Why was Granger crying? Why was he asleep? Last he remembered, he had been extremely upset and overwhelmed to find out she had been growing plants from another man in their apartment. Was that why she was crying? Was she sad that he was sad? Or was she sad he had found out? Was she going to leave him no that he knew?

“Arr- are you going to leave me?” He croaked. He was still feeling lightheaded with the weight of his discovery.

“Leave you?” Granger furrowed her eyebrows. “Where?”

“For the man who is sending you the plants.”

“What man? What are you talking about, Malfoy?”

“Your admirer. The one who keeps sending you flowers every week.” 

“My... Draco, I have been buying plants off the internet.”

“But you can’t buy real plants on the- the internet.” He knew vaguely about the internet. The Google was the internet. You could look up things but things didn’t physically appear from the internet. 

“I should have told you,” Granger shook her head. “Its just very hush-hush now, the whole project. I’m working on a project for the department of mysteries researching non-magical poisonous plants. I had no idea my getting plants bothered you so much, Draco.”

“So..” Draco said slowly, “You are not going to leave me?”

“No. Of course not! Why would you even think that?”

“I know you would never have married me if my parents-”

“But I did, didn’t I?” He felt her brush his hair back from his face, and a cool towel pressed against his forehead. “And I’m happy I did. I didn’t want to, at the time. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love you, Draco.”

“You do?” He felt like a small child.

“Yes. I do.”

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you (if you want !! 💛💖)

Wow I rambled a lot with this but i can't add cuts bc I'm on mobile rn DHSISHSJ sorry :"))))

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1. Ik Ik "haha how cringe are you" of me to say, but honestly? Homestuck. Homestuck helped me in a time of need and when i so desperately wanted something to latch onto. Finally, I caved into my friends telling me to read it-- and it's been a blast!! The epilogues / hs^2 make me feel kinda sad though, because so much of what I loved about the original was yeeted through the nine circles of hell and into the trash. I love Y/ffany's (I call her Yippi tho) design, the art is really pretty at times, Harry is a major dork, I LIVE for seeing Vrissy bc honestly?? Her design is 10/10, very early 2000s emo style and I also live for that. Tavros is cute and a nerd and I think that's swell!

But in terms of story and how any of this happens, it makes me sad to see it happen. If Vriska could return as Vrissy, why not OTHER beta trolls? Where's my Eridan fish man, writers?? Give me the boy or perish by my fury.

2. Also super "haha how cringe are you" but,,, murder cats (Warriors), esp the early 2005-2015 amvs and stuff. I remember watching Flightfootwarrior's "I Will Not Bow" Scourge amv for HOurs and having no clue what was happening, but all these edgy kitties were KITTIES! It's introduced me to a lot of music I still listen to to this very day (Imagine Dragons, Young/the entirety of Hollywood Undead, Breaking Benjamin). And yknow what?? This new arc is absolute chaos, but in the good way.

I'm an "OG Fan". I prefer the first arc, The Prophecies Begin, to almost any of the other arcs. I just could never get into the other arcs-- not to say I haven't read them, I HAVE and the Fire Scene was probably one of my favorite moments beside grumpy Jaypaw, god complex Lionblaze, and fear the gods Hollypaw. I thought the build-up for it was SUPER satisfying. Gray Wing is my baby and I fully embellish in the Gray Wing is Silverpelt theory.

This new arc is definitely something new for the universe. While I didn't read aVoS (but I may do that if i can find the files for it), and so I don't know the major events of it other than what I've seen M.A.P.'s (Multi-Animator Projects, for clarification,,, bc unfortunately that term is also something disgusting). There's fucking cat possession and all the Clans questioning their belief system, yo. Shit be on fire.

Also the Imposter is 100% Ashfur, that's canon now, yeah??? Also im sorry but fuck Root x Bristle that's the dumbest shit I have ever seen. Give me Root x Shadow or face the wrath of my dragon plushies.

RiverClan is my Clan and my gov assigned warrior name is Fireshell ���🌟

3. As much as I hate the author,,,,, Harry Potter. It's been a major part of my life for as long as I can remember. I can never really remember why, but I've always just loved it- the movies, the books, the extra little merch that would pop up in my local Walmart. Of course my favorite character is Draco Malfoy. I could go on and on and ON about how I think his character arc was SHIT and JKR didn't have the balls to make him a confident gay man that was always implied through the text (at least, my lesbian ass thought it was implied but i may just be projecting, idk). I could ramble about Draco for HOURS and what I think his character SHOULD have been and how his parents are horrible (more specifically, Lucius bc Narcissa [?] Actually showed a few good moments), and a child should never have to pay for their parents sins.

Oh noo, Draco's a villain because he's a victim of major abuse and peer pressure? He's a villain because a literal child can be horrible and they'll always always always stay as a horrible little fiend?? Fuck that. He's a child.

Unlike manchild grease pan Snape, who was a racist piece of shit and shouldn't have became a fucking school teacher but it's okay because he was ~~~in love~~~. No, fuck you, he was a creep. James Potter n Co may have been a little posh bitch to you, Snape, but that's no fucking excuse to continue to bluntly be a little cunt all the way into adulthood. You're an adult who flatly changed your PATRONUS to imitate Lily's. You have no excuse. And Harry went and named his child after you LIKE JESUS CHRIST, DID RON'S SISTER NOT HAVE A SAY IN THE NAMES TOO?????

I also fully adore the idea that Muggles can run into Hogwarts and their patronus can 100% be a made up, fantasy creature. Imagine you learn the patronus spell and suddenly fucking ARCEUS comes from your wand. Imagine learning the spell and CHTULU (i did not spell that right but im so tired) comes from your wand-- an entire ass fucking Lovecraftian, Eldrith horror is just the embodiment of you. What if it was a fucking Homestuck character like Vriska? How fucking METAL would that be?? Hskajssowjjsjs get on it fandom.

4. Hee hee very evident by my url but Pokemon is another major thing of mine. While vespiquen isn't my favorite (that title goes to Hydreigon), it is definitely up there!

I've ALWAYS enjoyed the idea of Pokemon. You run around, training up these fight monsters and collecting them. I remember playing my sister's Ruby version on her flip-up Gameboy. I couldn't even read but I ran around catching god only knows how many of the same pokemon wherever she was. Apparently, I had fought for hours in the same area and leveled her Blaziken up to lvl 50 something and left her lvl 30s in the dust LMAO.

I got my first game when it was Pearl/Diamond. It was Pearl, and it still holds a very fond place in my heart. I could barely read, I could barely write-- I had named my Turtwig something along the lines of "MmorpHy" and my player boy "ZbsibJ". Yes I remember the names slightly. I really didn't get far-- I barely got to the first gym but I was just so happy to play it.

I eventually lost the game, as a 5 year old would do, but I can still vividly remember what was happening when the game arrived. I had just came back from the dentist and was quite tired from fighting the dentist bc I was super scared. Mom suddenly handed me a box and said it was mine-- my overseas (at that time) dad had bought me Pearl and my sister Diamond, because I lost my shit about it when he visited one time.

Well, tdlr, I played it for about five minutes while struggling to stay awake against the loopy gas they made me take. I fell asleep listening to Twinleaf Town's soundtrack. Every time I play a rom of Pearl and I get to where the player's house fades in and I hear that first tune of the song, I get a huge smile on my face and cry-- as.. Weird as it sounds.

A few years later, I had gotten Pokemon Black bc I liked Reshiram on the cover. Now, this one I could actually READ when playing, but I don't remember a lot of things about it. I probably lost this one too, as a 8/9 year old would do. I DO remember, I chose Snivy and my sister chose Tepig (hrmm there's a theme here of grass/fire goin on......) and vibing to the music. I was so amazed by the sprites moving, I just kept getting into encounters to see the sprites move (oh boy, no one tell younger 7-9 y/o me about Zelda......oh wait....)

Playing Pokemon NOW, as a 17 year old """gifted""" chick, I stil have very fond memories. I recently beat Pokemon Black again and GOD the OTS SLAPS. I fucking adore the soundtrack-- the track that plays when you battle a trainer, the low health dings being turned into a legit song that also slaps, the battle! gym leader themes-- and oh my gOd, the legendary theme is amazing? It really tells you just how glorious these pokemon are supposed to be. It's not intimidating like Groudon/Kyroge/Rayquaza's themes. It's not action packed like Palkia/Dialga's is, it's not filled with tension like Giratina/Arceus's is-- but it radiates the GLORY that the beasts portray. And I live for that. (Also, Kyurem's version is my favorite because it glitches in the beginning and that's rly cool)

P/D/P and BW/BW2's stories, imo, are some of the greatest ones. Yeahhh, US/USUM's is cool and I haven't played XY nor SwSh-- but the ones I can find memorable are PDP and BW/BW2. I love N. I love Barry. They're my sons. Ghetsis is fucking terrifying, Cyrus needs a hug. Giratina scared the piss out of me when I was younger, which was NOT helped by Giratina and The Sky Warrior.

I think my favorite movies are the gen 4 ones. The Rise of Darkrai having a tear-jerking theme for such a mysterious pokemon (i still tear up when i hear Ocarion), Giratina being spiteful is a mood and Shaymin was cute, Arceus being angry is also a mood. Yeah, Pokemon 4Ever made me cry my eyes out over Celebi, Mewtwo Returns made me again cry because Mewtwo accepting who he is, I remember how vastly different the BW movies are-

I just. I have a lot of memories with the series, even if Gamefreak and Nintendo kinda do the series dirty a lot (your top-grossing thing and you made That monstrosity for the Switch? How dare you.). It's comforting to be stressed and pull up my roms for the games and to play them. Mystery Dungeon is incredibly fun to play, Pokemon Ranger is really fun with the concept (Shadows of Almia continues to kick my ass to this very day and FUCK the Jungle Relic, I hate the Water Challenge fucking gyarados bullshit). I remember the pokemon I got for MD (I got Time, my sis got Darkness) was Mudkip, if that is any help.

I love my little fictional pixel monsters.

5. Yup, someone told tiny 7-9 y/o me about console games. The legend of Zelda. My first Zelda game was Twilight Princess on the Wii and BOY did I play the fucking SHIT out of that game.

Honestly, looking back and looking at playthroughs now-- I still love TP. Twilight Princess is still one of my top favorite Zelda games-- yes, even after playing OoT, Majora's Mask, Wind Waker, Skyward Sword, the anniversary four swords edition for the DS where you could play by yourself (Nintendo pls bring that back, I don't have friends to play it with ;-;), Phantom Hourglass- ect.

Something about Twilight Princess grabbed me by the head and yeeted me into the world. I can remember playing it for hours with little to no breaks. I, a tiny 9 y/o, had gotten the hang of the controllers and managed to get past the tutorial quite easily. And then, I was launched into the game and I wasn't stopping for NOTHING. Mom and Dad would have to force me to save and get off to go and eat dinner. THAT sucked.

I had done everything on my own up until the first temple, the forest temple. Not where/when you saved the dumb kid, but when you were saving the spirit's light. Theeeeeeennn I got stuck on the fucking Forest Temple for deadass six months straight. I'd play for hours, running around in circles, unable to figure out where to go, and because I didn't grasp the temple's purpose of being that way- I'd get angry and get off. It wasn't until dad looked up a walkthrough and talked me through what I was supposed to do that I learned how to get through temples.

I had gotten to the last little fight with Ganondorf before the Wii broke and i could no longer play. Despite the Wii being broke and we got rid of it, I was ADAMANT on keeping the game, and I kept that game for YEARS. It was an original copy out of a sealed box, and I eventually lost it when I left it accidentally at my now ex-friend's house.

She had a Wii and I went "hey I have a Wii game!" And I brought my Zelda over. Worst fucking choice of my goddamn life. Mom called me to come home and said I couldn't sleep over like the original plan was, and that was it. My ex-friend stashed my Zelda and I never saw it again. And, even if I wanted to-- I couldn't get it back, which makes me upset. We had a BAD falling out. She likely doesn't even remember it's there, or sold it to the local game junkie kid who buys ALL games.

But I still love the game. Midna was amazing, and I loved how snarky she was and she has a very cute design! The game's OST is fucking phenomenal. Midna's Desperate Hour makes me cry bc goddamn it really sells how serious that situation is. I love Hyrule Field's theme in this game. I love the Twilight Realm's song. Zant was fucking hilariously scary. Ganondorf's design in this game scared the piss out of me when I was younger.

Midna and this game's Link and Zelda are def my favorites. Yeah yeah, Sheik is cool and all I Guess but dhsushwishs Midna holds the special place in my heart. She was totally my gay awakening BUT

For other game antagonists, I adore Ghirahim-- let's go you funky little queer-coded villain. Skull Kid was great, I love the entire dynamic of him. Prankster lost soul stumbles upon Majora's Mask and the mask makes him act out due to powers-- which, I actually took very heavy inspiration from for one of my OCs. The moon falling to Hyrule was a fucking terrifying looming threat.

But the game series holds a place, and I've yet to be able to play BoTW-- although, I'm fairly certain I'll like it. The playthroughs I've watched of it are all fairly decent! I just. Gotta save up enough money to buy it haha.

Dang guess I gotta go watch a Twilight Princess playthrough again.

Honorable Mentions:

Avatar: the Last Airbender, specifically Book 3

my OCs definitely make me happy, they're my children and I'd ramble A LOT longer if given the chance WHEEZE

My friends, but I didn't add them here bc it's more fictional stuff, I presume

Baking. I love to bake cupcakes.

Painting is fun. I'm an artist and goddammit im going to use painting as an excuse to make a mess.

Fire. I rly like fire, down to a pyromaniac level. However, i hate the fires that happened to my home town, the Great Smokey Fires of 2016-- THAT pissed me off. How dare you burn mountain landscapes to the ground. Perish.

History. I'm a history nerd.

I'm also a science nerd.

But fuck math, I cannot comprehend math to save my life.

For some reason, I rly like learning how the human body works??? like did you know, organs are actually sticky when touched by a bare hand?? Did you?? How fucking cool is that.

Bakugan. I love Bakugan, esp the DS game. I love my Darkus Leonidas. Give me back the online world, you peasants-- I want my Darkus Dragonoid. (Also fuck all my friends from when I was in kindergarten- my theory that Alice was Masquerade was somewhat correct.)

[happy-littleblog]

Master List (8/23/2019)

Requests Are Open

* = My Favorites 

Harry Potter

George Weasley-

Shop Owners - George has a very big crush on the owner of the Hufflepuff Café

Jealous - George gets a little jealous over Y/n best friend Cedric 

Not Planned - Y/n becomes pregnant with George’s baby and doesn’t know how to tell him

*Mourning and Cookies - The anniversary of Fred death comes around making George become very depressed, his daughter hates seeing him sad so she bring him a little treat to cheer him up

*Muggle Girlfriend- George starts dating a muggle girl named Y/n, after revealing he was a wizard he takes her to the barrow for a family dinner but she scared they won’t like her

I Would Like That- Y/n has been friends with the twins for years and had a crush on George since 3rd year. Finally in detention together they finally confess their feelings 

Never Again- Y/n takes the fall for the twins prank on Umbridge ending up with her in detention and with a bloody cut in her hand. Not wanting to worry her boyfriend she hides it from him but she can’t keep it hidden for long.

Expecto Patrnum- None. 

Fred Weasley-

Pranks - Fred and George picked the wrong girl to prank

Flowers - Y/n get very flustered when Fred flirts with her while shopping for flowers

Veela - Y/n is part Veela and his in love with Fred, her cousins see this and decides to flirt with Fred to make her upset. 

Old Friends - Y/n was best friends with Fred and George at Hogwarts, after they all got their dream jobs she runs into Fred while running errands for her boss

*I’m Only Joking - after Fred’s death Y/n becomes depressed and to help be out of it George comes up with and idea 

*Does it Matter-  After Y/n tell a student she has a husband, it being every student mission to find out who he is

I’m Not Scared- Y/n Weasley knows she dying but it doesn’t scare her, all she wants to be next to her Husband 

Perfect Daughter- Y/n is the oldest Malfoy child, and unlike her brother didn’t want to be slave to a mad man, or be married off to someone she didn’t know so she plans to run away to her boyfriend Fred Weasley 

Ron Weasley-

*Summer Vacation - Y/n and Ron who’ve never left each others side for longer then a few weeks have to say good bye for the summer

*Rocky Wedding - Ron and Y/n’s wedding doesn't exactly go to plan

Forbidden Fruit- Ron has been in love with Y/n Malfoy since their first year at Hogwarts, she. The Yule Ball comes around he works up the nerves ask her out. Everything goes fine until Pansy shows up. 

Take Care of Him-  Hermione is still in love with Ron even after he marries Y/n. She really wants to be happy for them but still can’t get over the fact she wants to be in Y/n’s shows right now 

Charlie Weasley- 

Best Friends

*Daddy (Not Smut) Pt 1 Pt 2 (Pt 1) Y/n daughter calls Charlie dad for the first time and he couldn’t be happier. (PT 2) Charlie and Y/n have to say goodbye to Clair as she leaves for her first year at Hogwarts 

Soulmates - Everyone is born with their soulmates job and initials on a part of their body.  

*Break Up or Leave - Y/n’s blood purists parents find out she dating Charlie Weasley and give her a choice breakup or leave

Stargazing- The night before Hogwarts Charlie and Y/n are stargazing to calm their nerves together.

Way to Early- Y/n drinks coffee one morning and get really energized and annoyed Charlie by making him dance with her. 

*Failed Proposal-  Charlie plans a big proposal to his long time girlfriend Y/n but it doesn’t go so planned

*Sweaters and Cuddles- While studying in the library Y/n gets cold so Charlie (best friends) offers her his sweater, after a while Charlie starts to get cold and Y/n only sees one answer. Cuddling  

You’re Not Gonna Hurt Me- Y/n and Charlie have been going out for 9 months, while relaxing on the weekend Charlie wants her to sit in his lap but she doesn’t want to hurt him. 

Godparents-  Y/n gets pregnant by her new husband Charlie who couldn’t be happier about the pregnancy. 

The Professors Family- Charlie get the job as the new Care for Magical Animals Professor at Hogwarts which means moving his family into the castle. One day Y/n get sick and being the great husband he is takes his daughter to class with him so Y/n can rest. 

*Practice- since Charlie and Y/n are planning on starting their own little family soon and decided to watch Teddy Lupin for Remus and Tonks whine they have the day to themselves only realize baby’s aren’t as easy as she thought

Now or Never- After Hogwarts Y/n and Charlie (best friends) move in together in Romania. One day while ranting about their failed love lives the two made a packed to get married at 30. A year later during Christmas at the Barrow Y/n and Charlie realize they really do love each other 

*Good Boyfriend- Since Y/n (Charlie’s girlfriend) was spending the rest of the summer with the weasleys Molly sends Bill and Charlie to the store to buy some feminine products. 

Separated- Charlie and his wife Y/n are separated during the battle and Charlie can’t help but worry about her

Big Brother- None.

Movie Nights and Dragons- Y/n meets Charlie on her first day work on the dragon reserve, after months of working together they slowly start to fall in love and Charlie decides to make the first move  

Staying Strong-  After Y/n loses her best friend Fred during the battle at Hogwarts she feels as if she had to stay strong for the Weasley family but that isn’t the case and Charlie helps her realize that

Meeting the Family- Y/n is invited by her fiancée Charlie to the quidditch World Cup and get nervous when she finally meets his younger siblings and their friends

Bill Weasley- 

New Parents - Bill and Y/n welcome their first baby into the world 

Since Hogwarts- y/n and Bill have been friends since they were little but after the graduates they lost touch. Y/n has tea with Molly every Wednesday but this certain Wednesday is the day her old crush and best friend came home.

Neville Longbottom-

Life - After Frank goes insane Y/n has to learn how to be a single mum

*Christmas Break - Neville finally gets to go home and see his wife and twin girls

All Fun and Games- you know what they say “it’s all fun and game until someone get hurt’ 

Draco Malfoy- 

New Parents - Draco and Y/n have to learn how to parents their babies with no help from their parents

*Welcome Home - Lucius Malfoy finally gets released from Azkaban, Draco doesn’t want to go to his welcome home party with causes a fight between them.

*Letting Go - Y/n doesn’t want her son to leave for Hogwarts

Arranged Marriage  - Y/n and Draco are forced into marriage which none of them are happy about 

Severus Snape-

Heart Broken - Y/n gets her heart broken by James Potter and Severus is there to help her though it

Remus Lupin-

Sunday Morning - Remus and Y/n have a sweet moment before he leaves for Hogwarts tomorrow.  

Sirius Black-

*Dogs- Y/n Weasley loves dogs but can’t have one because her parents don’t have the money so to make her happy he turns into padfoot

Commitment Issues-  Y/n and Sirius where just friend with benefits until he falls in love with her and admits it one night while he thought he was asleep which scares her off. 

So in Love- after Sirius Black and Y/n broke up she still knew that she was in love with him, but sadly he’s moved on and seeing him with his new girl is to much for her. 

James Potter-

We’re Safe- With the world all on edge because of the dark lord, Y/n is obviously scared for her family’s safty

Percy Weasley-

Forgiveness- Percy and Y/n are getting married, and not wanting to let her fiancé family miss out on their happy day she invites them. 

No Category-

You’re a Weasley- Y/n was adopted by the Weasley family when she was a baby, she never knew who her real family was until a letter is delivered one morning 

Umbrella Academy 

Diego Hargreeves-

Baby Problems - Y/n and Diego have had some problems getting pregnant and Y/n goes to the doctors to find out why. 

It’s Alright - Y/n waits up for Diego to come home when he comes home crying.

Daughter - Diego having a daughter headcannon 

Dating a Short Girl - Diego dating a short girl headcannon

Five Hargreeves-

Stuck - Number 5 and Number 6 (you) get stuck in the future 

*Together - Y/n and Five are the only two left after the apocalypse 

It’s Okay - The reader get her period and just wants to be cuddled by Five

*Kidnapped - Five wife Y/n get kidnapped by the handler 

 Bars and Birthdays - to celebrate his 21st birthday Five and his siblings go to bar where Five meets one of the other 48 children

 Fascinating Power - Klaus brings his friend of the rehab center to his fathers memorial where she meets Five whos very intrigued by her powers 

 Cuddling - Cuddling with Five 

Hickies - Five giving Y/n a hickey 

Ben Hargreeves-

*He’s Here - Y/n was the girlfriend of Ben, she goes back to the academy for Reginald Hargreeves memorial service when Diego and Luther get into a fight knocking over Ben statue which Y/n wasn't happy about. 

Love of My Life - At the funeral for Ben Klaus comforts Y/n by telling her how much Ben loves her (Song fic)

Luther Hargreeves-

Relationship - The relationship between Luther and Y/n

Sherlock-

Irene Adler- 

*Job Interview - Male!Reader goes in for a job interview for Irene Adler’s new assistant and all her sexual advances go over his head.   

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1. Favorite book?

Order of the Phoenix: bc that’s the book we learn about the prophecy and get a look at Harry dealing with his emotions, there’s just so much going on from meeting Luna to the thestrals and Hagrid being away, how every one hates Umbridge and her reign over the school. How Harry literally revolts against her, to Sirius dying and Harry dealing with it. the fight between Dumbledore and Voldemort, it’s just amazing. But POA is a close second.

2. Favorite film?

The Sorcerer’s Stone, because it was the first one and the most magical to see come to life from the book. It stayed the most true to the story I feel, but it was the shortest book in the series so it was also the easiest to translate mediums. But the way it it all came to life is great.

3. Favorite character?

Either Ginny or Tonks, their both badasses in their own right and the movies did neither of them justice.

4. Best ship?

Hands down Scorbus, bc OTP and their both just adorable but Wolfstar is a close second (*cough* and totally cannon *cough*)

5. Worst ship?

Definitely dramione bc I cant get behind it at all and I don’t think it’s ever possible. But drapple just makes no sense at all.

6. Favorite Hogwarts student?(Harry’s time)

idk theirs so many, prob Luna she just doesn’t give a damn about what others think of her

7. Favorite place?

Diagon Alley bc why not

8. Your Hogwarts house?

Hufflepuff 💛🖤

9. Your illvermorny house?

Pukwedgie

10. Favorite magical creature?

Theastals bc their so different and I love how their portrayed.

11. Favorite spell?

Expecto Patronum bc I love the idea of the patronus.

12. Favorite actor?

Daniel Radcliffe bc he brought the boy who lived to life and he handled the role wonderfully well under so much pressure to be Harry.

13. Favorite actress?

Emma Watson bc like Daniel, she had to handle the role and she did it well and even made Hermione her own.

14. How did you first get into Harry Potter?

I was young, my brother would watch the first couple movies, once in a while and I watched but didn’t think anything of them, I read parts the books here and there but didn’t finish them. But it wasn’t really until I hit middle school that I started to got into the it, when I was friends with another girl who like it too, and we’d talk about it and I started watching the later movies cause thats when deathly hollows was coming out in theaters and I wanted to see it, then we went to different high schools and then I sunk into the hp fandom more after. Then it wasn’t until I graduated high school that I read all the books in order and all the way through. And that leaves me where I am today.

15. How many hp things in your room?

I lost count how many there are.

16. Death that always makes you cry? Fred’s without a doubt. Or Hedwig that’s sad too she’s the last of Harry’s innocence (metaphorically)

17. Favorite class?

I’m gonna say transfiguration bc it seems like the coolest thing to do.

18. Opinion on Draco?

Well he’s definitely a brat as a child, but he doesn’t really know better at that time; then is misunderstood during his later years in Hogwarts he’s the boy who didn’t have a choice, after seeing the reign of Voldemort and forced into the death eaters, but after the war, as he grows up he redeems himself as a father, loving his son unconditionally and not forcing the traditional ways on him. I love his character arc.

19. Favorite magical object?

Uh idk? A wand? Bc without them most wizards can’t do magic

20. Favorite teacher?

McGonagall she doesn’t take shit from anyone (umbrigde) and cares for her house and students well being, totally sassy and sarcastic. She is stern but has a good heart.

21. Favorite family?

The Weasley bc they just love everyone no matter their status and are very accepting

22. Opinion on Snape?

That’s complicated bc he definitely was a bully to his students especially Neville who’s boggert is literally him, and there’s no excuse for that. Yes, he may have been working with Dumbledore as a spy and help Harry bc of his love for Lily, but does that really make him a good guy? he still didn’t like Harry very much, and goes on criticizing him a lot, but also he was still sorta obsessed with Lily long after she’s died, he’s never moved on from her which seems a bit weird or odd. But he knew in the end what was right and that was to help Harry take down Voldemort so thats what he did and died trying.

23. Moment that always makes you laugh?

Easy when McGonagall says “I’ve always wanted to use that spell” in the deathly hallows pt2. I just think that it’s so out of character and a just light hearted moment in the mist of the war going on around them even though the spell is to protect the school.

24. What pet would you bring to Hogwarts?

Hedwig bc owls seem the most useful and out of the ordinary. Like any muggle or witch can have a pet cat and I don’t want a toad.

25. What deathly hallow would you choose?

The invisibility cloak bc that’s just awesome

26. Favorite hp snack?

Um idk haven’t really tried a whole lot of them, but Bertie Bots Every Flavor Beans are good as long as you have a decent flavor

27. Hp crush?

Cedric Diggory/ Teddy Lupin bc their just hot and adorable and a Hufflepuff what’s better?

28. Best male character?

Neville bc he has the best character arc and becomes the Gryffindor he was destined to be.

29. Best female character?

Molly Weasley bc she just cares so much about her family and she destroyed bellatrix which is totally a force to be reckoned with; also which i imagine is where Ginny gets it from

30. Best wizarding school? (Not Hogwarts)

Illvermorny bc America and I’d most likely go there if I were a witch.

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Harry Potter and The Philosopher’s Stone Movie - Thoughts after watching for the first time

AHHHH I FINALLY WATCHED IT, this is hella long so i’m gonna jump right in but also if you are curious but can’t be bothered to read this much just scroll down to the end to read a short paragraph on my overall thoughts ashjhjsa HERE WE GO

OKAY SO opening credits are rolling and i’m FINE but then THIS SHOT opens the movie and i’m losing my shit

I legit started giggling uncontrollably and my heart started racing because it finally hit me THAT I WAS FINALLY SEEING IT ALL ON SCREEN like it’s happening and the vibe really hit me right then THE PRIVET DRIVE SIGN THE OWL ALL OF IT this opening felt SO GOOD it felt so right because the first sentence in the book is about the dursley’s living on privet drive and the owl and the music just give it that instant ominous magic vibe i love it i love it 

and then we get this bloody shot of cat McGonagall

and we watch Miss McGonagall LITERALLY TRANSFORM FROM CAT TO WOMAN THROUGH THE SHADOW ON THE WALL

AND it’s honestly the coolest thing i’ve ever seen i seriously loved this and i’m SO SO SO GLAD THEY KEPT THIS IN IT REALLY KICKS OF THE MAGIC like for me this really made me go “YES YES YES YES YES WE’RE HERE WE’RE DOING THIS” and from an artsy POV, it was just honestly a beautiful and cool shot. 

THEN THE TITLE

i’m sorry but I’VE GOT to talk about this right now so i don’t have to address it again but like THIS TITLE REALLY FUCKING HYPES YOU UP seriously, the music the lightning ALL OF IT it’s so loud and compelling and it makes you so excited. if you aren’t one to get hyped up by street signs and cats turning into women like me, then THIS will hype you up GURANTEED i’m in love with it i felt the chill go through my body RAIN STARTED POURING OUT MY WINDOW!! (i’m not lying you can ask my friend as my witness she knows cos i bragged about it several times during the stream sahsahj) anyway just saying IT MAKES YOU READY FOR MAGIC

I’m gonna put a keep reading here because we’re just getting started and this is gonna be long as hell so enjoy if you keep reading and bye angel! if you’re not shjjhas

anyway the light of our lives wakes up in his closet and i am THIS close to calling child protective services and get him outta there but,,,,,,,you know, we got a movie to watch. 

Dudley is bloody horrible, but then his dad literally threatens harry with car keys so we’ve got bigger fish to complain about i guess

WE GO TO THE ZOOO! (YAAAAY)

and can i just say my fave part of this isn’t just the fact that the snake NODS when harry starts talking to it (although it’s high up there) but when instead of freaking out and going hOLY SHIT I CAN TALK TO SNAKES??? WHATS THAT ABOUT??? he just says very thoughtfully “i’ve never talked to a snake before” sjhashjasjh i love this kid i swear i’m sahjhjsa best kid to find out he’s a wizard honestly. he doesn’t blink an eyelid shashjahjs 

Dudley gets thrown overboard into the enclosure and when the snake says thanks to harry as he slithers on by, harry replies with a sly “anytime” like sure just call me whenever you need me to throw my cousin into an inhabited enclosure at the zoo, mate, i’m your man. sjhahjsah i love this i just,,,,,i really love this kid.

HARRY GETS HIS LETTER! (i love this shot)

and uncle vernon loses the plot and can i just say, how bloody boring you’ve got to be to hate magic? like can you imagine? i think harry seems to agree with me, judging by his cold hard side eye at uncle vernon nailing the mail box shut

seriously i love him so much (drink everytime i gush about harry, ya gonna get hammered ;) ) 

finally Harry makes a wish on his birthday and in return he gets a hagrid breaking down his door and telling him he’s a wizard.

IM A WHAT

Hagrid and harry hit up diagon alley and please let me spend a second to GUSH over the beauty of this set?? i’m just WOW like it amazes me how much work must have gone into this movie and it truly paid off. like it’s so so so gorgeous and not just the set, but the music in this scene and the whole vibe of it is so positive and magical and it truly gave me such a warm feeling in my belly im just im so in awe. okay okay i’ll shut up sahjsajh 

Harry finds out he’s rich, gets traumatised by the man giving him his wand which i must say WAS SUCH A COOL SCENE LIKE IT WAS SO FUN SEEING HIM TRY OUT THE DIFFERENT WANDS AND THEN HOW HE LITERALLY LIGHTS UP AND THE WIND BLOWS WHEN HE FINDS HIS BROTHER WAND IM it was sooooo cool AND he gets given hedwig by hagrid ❤️ YAY

im sorry i’m literally crying sajhhjsa at hagrid deadass abandoning harry at the train station it’s so funny sahjjhsa poor harry THANKFULLY he finds my fave family in the world because Mrs Weasley is basically shouting MUGGLES ashjahsj (best way to spot a wizard asjhasjh) and then I LOSE MY SHIT BECAUSE

FRED AND GEORGE FRED AND GEORGE FRED AND GEORGE IM LIVING I LOVE THEM SO MUCH “he’s not fred! I AM” “honestly woman you call yourself our mother” “I’m only joking, i am fred” sahjsahjhjsahjas ICONIC THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY IM SO HAPPY TO SEE THEM HELP IM SO ASHJSAJHHJASHJAS you guys know how i feel about them im just AHHHH

also i need to add that I LOVE MRS WEASLEY!!!! she’s casted SO SO SO WELL so much better than i would have ever imagined this actress is so warm and motherly and she’s just perfect she’s truly perfect for mrs weasley im so so so happy with her ❤️

WE GET TO THE TRAIN

love this shot, so beautiful and magical and poignant i’m feeling so many things right now 

RON AND HARRY MEET AND I LOVE THEM they are so pure my angels 💖 hermione shows up and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HER like all three of them play it so so so well its so funny and watching it gives me nothing but warm feels THEY ARE SO CUTE and the facial expressions all around are amazing im in love with the trio 💖

Draco tries to befriend harry and harry SASSES HIM and it’s glorious, dumbledore welcomes us to hogwarts and tells the kids that they’ll die a painful death if they go the the third corridor and this is their response

sajhshjsajhasjh 

sorting happens, its AWESOME but not in alphabetical order ashjsajh seriously its such a fun scene i love (every scene is fun) the hat barely touches dracos head and says he’s slytherin and snape makes harry’s scar hurt. when he winces ron asks “what’s wrong” and harry replies “Nothing, im fine” 

prepare for this to be a theme for the series. 

OKAY but imagine if harry was put into slytherin after rejecting draco like that sahjsajh how awkward. anyway

THE GHOSTS AND THE PAINTINGS ARE SO COOL AND THE COMMON ROOM !! 

This shot here is the most purest thing you will ever lay eyes on 💖 im genuinely tearing up. i want to stare at this forever

CLASSES START, transfiguration is awesome, potions is not. 

SNAPE GETS MAD AT HARRY FOR TAKING NOTES??? he was so excited to learn about potions and snape just ruins that excitement im sad. 

at dinner seamus, a 11 year old.....is trying to turn water into rum.....asjhahjahjs

THE MAIL SHOT IS STUNNING

GORGEOUS 

when ron gets hit in the face by his broom harry laughs and ron says in the most cute fond voice ohhhh shut up haaaaryyyy AND ITS SO PURE I LOVE

HARRY MAKES THE QUIDDITCH TEAM, i continue to fall in love with mcgonagall AND WOOD I LOVE HIM AND HIS ACCENT 

harry learns his dad also played quidditch 

and this is the part where my friend allie starting yelling CHASER HE WAS A CHASER hjshjsahjsahj 

we meet fluffy and he’s adorable!!!

im crying at theo just blowing up his feather shjjsahjhsa

ron hurts hemione’s feelings, the trolls gets out they save her life and BOOM BESTIES that scene was awesome!!! and so funny to watch i love them but the real star of this whole thing is dracos face

i LOVE DRACO SO MUCH jhshjsaajhs (i’ll focus more on my love for this kid in chamber of secrets) 

MY FAVE THING about the quidditch scene is when harry is nervous and oliver tries to comfort him but then he’s like I TOOK A BLUDGER TO THE HEAD AND WAS IN HOSPITAL FOR TWO WEEKS FIRST TIME I PLAYED hashsja i can’t

hermione sets a teacher on FIRE hjsahsaj and harry wins the match whoop 

I LOVEEEEE the trio interrogating hagrid its so funny ahjshjs

CHRISTMAS AT HOGWARTS IS PURE

THE INVISIBILITY CLOAK IS HERE !!! i don’t think i’ve said it before but i love how important the cloak is and we use it in every book and then we find out in the last book that it’s actually so much bigger than we ever realised <3 i love 

harry finds the mirror 

and this is by far my fave scene in the whole film. i cried during this. it was so so so beautiful and so heartbreaking. the music was gorgeous and the way harry touched his should where his mum’s hand was and everything just :(( SAD

and then when he’s sitting down just staring at it for hours

and dumbledore explains it to him and tells him the dwell on dreams quote that i love so much just ❤️ i adore this whole thing so much it made me so sad but it was also so beautiful and important. i love. one of my faves in the book and movie

NORBET THE DRAGON IS SO CUTE, all three of them plus draco get detention and dumbledore sends norbet off to romania himself :(( 

Draco is amazing during this whole scene shhsaj i love him

they see this horror

and draco’s slytherin self preservation kicks in and he MAKES A RUN FOR IT he’s so smart sahjhsajjahs harry just sits back and waits to die asshjajah until he is saved ofc shjjsah

HARRY RON AND HERMIONE MAKE A BREAKTHROUGH and they try to tell dumbles but he’s not there so they decide to take care of saving the stone themselves cos you know,,,,it’s totally an eleven year old’s job. 

after getting past fluffy the trio get stuck in devil’s snare and MY FAVE part is when ron is like “lucky we didn’t panic” ashjsajhashj

i love this kid

HARRY uses his flying skills and gets the flying key AFTER being hyped up by ron!!! so pure, this was also SO SO cool 

BUT NOT AS COOL AS THE CHESS PART literally so brilliant im in love with this scene

RON WAS AMAZING i seriously love it when ron gets to shine and he really truly shines ❤️

OKAY SLIGHT CRITICISM but i am sad the potion part was cut and i don’t think they mentioned that each part was made by one of the teachers because i loved seeing what each part says about each teacher when we find out what they created and the potion thing was so cool but that’s just a small thing and i get that you can’t add everything so it’s fine!! sahjjash 

WE GET TO THE MIRROR AND QUIRREL!!! and oh my god when he takes off his turban, voldy on his head is SO CREEPY

i’ve been anticipating to see this since i read about it and im shjsahjhas ITS SO DISTURBING WELL DONE MOVIE SAJHSAJHAH

anyway harry saves the day !!! and straight up kills quirrell 

dumbledore visits harry in hospital and i have to say i love this dumbles a lot he’s so kind and gentle and he seems to genuinely care about harry i love it. i love their convo so much it makes me tear up ajahshsa im a baby

Slytherin’s success gets totally blindsided at the feast when dumbles awards the golden trio and neville with NEW POINTS that makes gryffindor win sasajjasjh

savage shjsahjhjas

the film ends with harry leaving and hagrid saying goodbye and it’s the purest thing and the music is so beautiful im gonna cry im just ashjsajhhjas

OKAY OVERALL THOUGHTS 

i LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS MOVIE the music, the scenery, the design, the magical vibe, THE CHARACTERS. every single bit of this gave me so many feelings and i want to rewatch this a million times like i can’t stop thinking about it i just wanna keep rewatching it sahjjsha i feel so sajhshja I FEEL SO MUCH im so in love with this film and this story im i feel like im becoming more and more of a fan and it’s scary ashjas how much im falling for this fandom. i can’t think of anything else and this movie put all of it on screen for me and im in love. it’s perfect. 

THIS WAS SO LONG so if you read it all wow ashjsahjhajs im genuinely impressed and thank you 💖 i don’t think the other recaps are gonna be like this but i was just so excited COS ITS THE BEGINNING i got carried away and it turned into a beast. shajjhsahjas i can’t wait to talk about chamber of secrets tho IT SHOOK ME 

thank you so much for reading angels asjashj

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A List of Some Random Harry Potter Headcanons

The Boy Who Lived

Warnings: mentions of panic attacks and anxiety, mild swearing (shocking, I know), excessive puns

Requested: No

Author’s Note: The first part of my url is “multifandom” which means more than one fandom. And I love the IT fandom a lot, but I want to branch out and do more than just that. So, remember to make your requests from other fandoms too! I’ll get a more comprehensive list of the fandoms I’m in/what I ship sometime in the next 2 weeks.

Really good chef because of all the times his aunt made him cook as a kid

Speaking of, Petunia really does love her nephew and they write to each other all the time (owls are sort of a regular at Privet Drive now)

He and Ginny have a running joke about how many times Rita Skeeter have tried to make them headline material

*sees Ginny opening The Daily Prophet* “Who am I cheating on you with this time, Ginny?”

“This time, it’s Draco.”

“He’ll have a field day with that. And you?”

“I’m secretly very unhappy and have crashed many a date of yours’.”

“Damn it, Ginevra, let me have my affair in peace!”

He teaches James Sirius to ride a broom before he can walk

Every time he broke his glasses as a child, he had to tape them together so as not to hear Uncle Vernon’s speech about how expensive he was and how he should be grateful for all the money he was supplying. At Hogwarts, he learns to fix them with magic and change the prescription when his eyes inevitably get worse.

When he got to school, he was so skinny that the teachers (read: Minerva) were scared to send him back home because they thought he was malnourished.

After the Ron-Lavender incident, Hermione and Harry have platonic cuddle sessions to help assuage their stress and the habit carries into adulthood.

He loses his glasses literally all the time

“Can someone find my glasses?”

“Did you check the table beside you, dad?”

“How about your pocket, father?”

“Are they on your head again, papa?”

“Yes, that’s where they were. Thank you!”

Lily Luna totally calls Harry papa while James goes for father and Albus goes for dad

Harry and Draco were put on the same Auror team and had to learn to respect each other (though they do it grudgingly)

“You’ve lost your touch, Potter. I had to swoop in and save your arse again.”

“We wouldn’t have been in that position in the first place if your dumb ego hadn’t put us there, Malfoy.”

*long pause* “Good job today.”

“You, too.”

Harry is bisexual af.

He had equal crushes on Cho and Cedric during his fourth year.

Fleur totally knew (because she is too) and was Harry’s confidante.

When he found out that they were dating each other, he was crushed.

Fleur and Harry snuck out the next day and talked about all the cute boys and girls in Hogsmeade.

Luna and Harry go dancing every once in a while to have fun and just chat because they are still incredibly good friends

Once, Harry got such a bad headache that he broke down and cried for an hour because he thought his scar was hurting again. Albus finds him curled up in the bathroom and just sits there with him, knowing from first hand experience that the best way to deal with an anxiety attack is to find something steady to focus on.

On particularly bad nights when the PTSD is hard to handle, he and Ginny will stay awake with one another and play wizard chess silently, pretending that all the nightmares in their heads are just that: in their heads and didn’t actually happen to people they love.

Harry most certainly did not loose his ability to speak Parseltongue. He buys a snake and talks to it all the time. One day, he sees little James talk to the snake, a mix of English and hissing, and Harry nearly starts to cry.

“Are you okay, love?”

*tight high-pitched voice* “I’m fine. I’m all good.”

Harry and Hermione team up to trick people about muggle objects and sayings

“So, a ‘computer’ is for washing up?”

“Yes, absolutely, Ron.”

“And does every muggle have an uncle named Bob?”

Harry and Ron tell stories to their kids all the time about their “glory days” and their wives give them equally long-suffering sighs

Every Halloween, Harry gets up really early and Apparates to Godric’s Hollow and lays flowers on his parents graves and talks to them, telling them about their grandchildren and daughter-in-law and his godson. The rest of the day, he throws himself into teaching his kids all about muggle Halloween traditions and dressing them up, giving them candy, taking them trick-or-treating, and watching scary movies with them, but Ginny knows he’s hurting. At night, Ginny opens her arms and Harry lays in them, thinking of the lives his parents could have had and listening to his wife’s heartbeat until he falls asleep.

Teddy practically lives with the Potters. He’s got his own room, a toothbrush, and some clothes. Harry tells him stories about his father and shows him pictures of when their parents went to Hogwarts together.

Whenever someone takes pictures of Harry, he can’t help but think of little Colin Creevey, hiding behind his camera. For a moment he’s sad, Colin was a friend and fellow Gryffindor, but then he smiles, remembering that picture-taking Colin would’ve wanted him to.

Harry grows a bit of a beard at one point. Whenever he goes out, he gets catcalls and wolf whistles from women of all ages and some men, too.

The first time Ron saw it, however, he was less than impressed.

“Why’ve you got that badger on your face, mate? You’re a bloody lion, for Merlin’s sake.”

Dudley’s daughter is without a doubt magical and when it’s time to send her to school, Harry gets asked for help.

Dudley: “What in the bloody hell is this?”

Harry: “It’s a book.”

Dudley: “Why did it try to bite me?!” 

*on the phone* 

Daughter: “I got into Raveclaw, daddy!”

Dudley: “That’s great, sweetheart!” to harry “What’s a Ravenclaw?”

Harry: “It’s the intelligence house.”

Dudley: “That’s my girl. Be smarter than all the other Robinpaws.”

Sometimes, when his kids are asleep, Harry will go into their rooms and watch them. He tells them how much he does them and that he’ll always protect them, no matter what, even though they can’t hear him.

One time, James (a teenager) wakes up while his dad is talking and is so touched that he starts crying.

Lily really, really wants a dog and Harry can’t say no to her puppy face, so they get a big black lab and give her the task of naming it.

“Now, this is his name, sweetie. Make it something good.”

“He looks kind of like a Peter to me.”

*Harry drops a dish in the kitchen*

Ginny makes as many patronus-related puns as she can with Harry. It’s a little harder the other way around.

“Good morning, deer.”

“How did you sleep… hoof-y.”

“Nice try. I still a-doe-r you.”

*Harry rolls his eyes*

“What’s the matter? Thinking of leaving me and going stag?”

*Ginny laughs manically while Harry bangs his head off the counter*

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Thank you for reading this! I loved writing it and want to do more multifandom stuff. Have a request? Submit one here. See my masterlist here.

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Save Me (Draco Malfoy)

Summary: Draco and Reader are best friends. She’s in a n abusive relationship and is afraid of telling him until he catches her boyfriend in the act.

Warnings: Domestic violence

A/N: Enjoy :)

MASTERLIST

“What happened now?” Draco asked, looking at your bruised wrist. 

“I fell down the stairs.” You said and quickly pulled your hand away. You were currently at Draco’s house because every week, the two of you watch a movie on the muggle television. “You’re very clumsy.” He said.

“I know, but you love me.” You said, smiling at him. That wasn’t the truth. You were in a relationship with a man named John. At first, the relationship was nice and sweet. But then, after about a month of living together, he lashed out after you accidentally broke a glass and spilled the drinks everywhere. At first, it was just verbal abuse, where he would take all of his anger out on you. But then, he physically put his hands on you. You blamed yourself. You were supposed to buy milk at the store so you started getting used to it. The reason that you never told Draco is because it was humiliating and you felt so small. At school, you were known as the badass Slytherin who wasn’t afraid to stand up for herself. The movie went by quickly and you were sad when it ended because that meant you had to go home and see John. And you couldn’t use magic on him, because he was a muggle. So, when you moved in with John, you put all of the things that could probably be related to magic in Draco’s house.

“I’ll see you later.” Draco said as he walked you out. You smiled and drove back to your house. Looking at the time, you realized that it was twenty minutes after you were supposed to get back. John was going to be mad.

“Where the hell have you been?” John yelled at you as soon as you stepped into the house.

“I told you. I was with Draco like I am every week.” You said and he stood up.

“Are you talking back to me?” He asked, his hand meeting your cheek and it caused you to lose your balance. You fell backwards and he walked closer to you. “N-No.” You stuttered, trying to get back up until John pushed you down again. “You think it’s funny to make me wait while you hangout with other people? Are you cheating on me?” He asked, slapping you after each sentence.

“No!” You cried out as he went to grab something.

“Oh Miss Y/N, you left your- WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” He yelled as he saw the sight before him. There was you, who was crying on the floor with your boyfriend, holding a vase over your body. You stood up immediately, going behind Draco.

“Hey, this is breaking and entering.” John said, moving closer to Draco.

“It’s not if she gave me a kay. You know, for emergencies.” He said, dangling the keys.

“You idiot!” He said, trying to get to you but Draco blocked him and punched him the face. “You think it’s fun to beat on your girlfriend?” He said, pushing him down. All you could do was stand there, your chest pounding. Once John was scared enough and Draco made sure he wasn’t going to harm you anymore, he went over to you.

“Are you okay?” He asked and looked at your cheek.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You said. “Come on, let’s go to my house.” And so, he drove over to his house while you tried to cover your bruises. He led you inside carefully and sat you the couch. He went to the kitchen to grab some ice for your cheek.

“So, when you said that all the bruises were from falling down the stairs, and running into things, they were really for?”

“Yeah.” You said and put the ice on your now bruised cheek.

“Stay here as long as you need. You take the bed.” He said.

“Draco, I can’t do that. You take the bed.”

“Y/N. It’s ok, honestly.” He said and put a hand on your shoulder. You looked up to him and smiled. The time came where you realized that you didn’t grab anything to sleep in so Draco gave you one of his shirts. You lied down on the bed and started drifting off to sleep. It did feel different knowing that nobody was sleeping next to you, and the thought was comforting. 

In the middle of the night, you woke up in a sweat. You had just had a nightmare about John. You sat up and walked out of the bedroom to see Draco fast asleep, snoring slightly. You walked over to him and shook him awake.

“Y/N?”

“I just- never mind,it’s stupid.” “What’s wrong? Can you not sleep?” “No, just, ugh, it’s humiliating.” “Did you have a bad dream?” He asked and you nodded. You sat down on the couch next to him.

“It was so stupid, you know? Just like, at school, I don’t think anyone would believe I could get beaten up. But with john it was different. I actually trusted him. That bastard.” You said and lied down next to him. He wrapped an arm around you to pull you closer to him. Now you felt safer in these few moments than you did for the past couple years.