#fancast harry potter

[princess-weasley]

calling mattheo and theodore nicknames for the first time - slytherin concepts 🍓——————————————————————————————————-———————— in this the boys speaking will be in red, and you will be pink!

theodore nott x reader and mattheo riddle x reader, not at the same time——————————————————————————————————-———————— the first time you called mattheo “matty” it just sort of slipped out. you’d meant to call him matt, which at this point was a common nickname for him. and the first time he’d let slide, but you thought it was cute so you kept calling him that. until one day he snapped;

“would you just stop? m’not a fuckin’ baby y/n.” he said with his voice raised enough to put you in your place.

“sorry, it won’t happen again mattheo..” you replied somberly. that was the last time you called him that. you never set out to upset him, you just found that name cute.

weeks and months had past. you didn’t even dare to call him “matt”. but now you were strolling through hogsmeade stuck to mattheo’s side, holding onto his arm. clearly looking to make small talk, he looked down at you.

“baby, why do you never call me matty anymore?” he questioned.

“cause it upsets you..” you answered still embarrassed of what’d happened last time.

“mm. that was shitty of me, i thought it was cute, it must’ve just been a bad day. im real sorry doll.” he looked at you with those puppy dog eyes he always used.

“yeah, it’s okay matty. i forgive you. i love you.”

“love you too baby” he said kissing the top of your head, and the two of you continued walking.

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but the first time you called theodore “teddy” you’d thought about it. he really was your big teddy bear. even though he was a slytherin, and was often described as mean. at the end of the day he loved you so much, and would do anything for you.

you were waiting for him to say goodbye to his friends at the party you’d gone to with him. you would’ve already left, but you knew how he didn’t want you walking back to your dormitory by yourself.

“teddy?” you called out. waiting with anticipation of what he would say, and if he’d like it or not.

“you ready to go, tesoro?” he said grabbing your smaller hand and placing it in his bigger one. “and wait, what’d you call me?”

“teddy.. i think it’s cute. don’t you?” you replied.

“yeah it’s real cute kid. let’s go, it’s getting late.” and with that the two of you walked to your dorm, but not without a kiss first.

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[blackgrnger]

My harry potter fancasts

Emma Watson as Hermione Granger

Harry Styles as Harry Potter

George Mackay as Ron Weasley

Otto Seppalainen as Draco Malfoy

Camille Razat as Fleur Delacour

Paul Mescal as Viktor Krum

Moritz Hau as Theo Nott

Florence Pugh as young Narcissa Malfoy

Malcom Mcrae as Sirius Black

[floxdeloscolores]

How I imagine Petunia Evans, pt 2 (in my story Wild Children, and just in general)

[swatchitt]

beating the 'sirius is a twink' allegations

new watermark because im insecure

[charliesangel67]

Bf!Theodore Nott Headcannons

Bf!Theo - who would get into physical fights if he heard anyone talking bad about you

Bf!Theo - who would keep a hand around your waist or hold your hand everywhere you go, always needing physical touch

Bf!Theo - who would be the kinda guy to say ‘wear it, I can fight’ if you wanted to wear something more revealing

Bf!Theo - who would hide away at parties, always looking for a quiet place to smoke a joint while still keeping an eye on you as you dance with Pansy

Bf!Theo - who seems antisocial but only really opens up to people he knows he can trust, you being one of them

Bf!Theo - who would accidentally play your sex playlist if he were to DJ a party

Bf!Theo - who would keep eye contact with you as he eats out your pussy

Bf!Theo - who would buy you vibrating underwear for valentines day and expect you to wear it to class, controlling it with a remote he keeps on him

Bf!Theo - who would go absolutely feral seeing you in his quidditch jersey before a match and would fuck you senseless after a match all while you're wearing his Jersey. + (extra rough if they lost the game)

Bf!Theo - who would send you spicy texts in class just to see you blushing from across the room

Bf!Theo - who would finger you in class while you're answering a question, enjoying seeing you struggle to maintain an unbothered expression and keep in your moans.

Bf!Theo - who would leave cute little notes around your dorm and in your books, of things he likes about you (eg. You have a beautiful smile, You're smart and considerate.) ~ would also leave spicy notes around your room, (eg. I can't wait to rip that skirt off you tonight and fuck you senseless.)

Bf!Theo - who would have a special box containing (movies, snacks, face masks etc.)ready to take to your dorm whenever he sees you having a bad day or you're on your period.

Now this took a very long time bc I accidentally deleted the original so I had to start from scratch. Sorry y'all

[blue-sadie]

Brother's Toy

Imagine:

Being known as the riddle brothers plaything that everyone needs to leave you alone and not look at you for too long because one or both of the brothers were always with you but one of the griffendores was ballsy enough to smack your ass as you walked down the hall, not surprising at all mattheo beat him to a pulp as Tom brought you back to their dorm.

"Fuck we're gonna have to smack that ass baby intil our hand prints have covered that sick fucks one and we're gonna fuck you intill you forget about that whole thing because your ours and no one will ever touch you like that again we'll make sure of it"

[moonsbypadfoot]

interest | theodore nott x female reader.

warnings : angst, fluff, based on real live events that I am still going through! (Some parts are still made up, I've only experienced the first half, the second half are made up) 😘🙃, slytherin reader (doesn't really affect the story), usage of y/n, short, short, short fan fiction, wrote this in like 30 mins, english isn't my first language and I am convinced that I'm dyslexic, second person pov,

have fun reading!

🦖

it was your fifth year at hogwarts, fifth year being friends with pansy, and your fifth year being hopelessly inlove with theodore.

yes, you've had 'relationships' before him, but he was still at the back of your mind. theodore was still lingering.

Theo seemed funny, moody, and so much more, but, you didn't expect him to like books.

Pansy looked down while eating her food, and simply said "you're reading little women too? Theodore loves that book" To which you hushed her immediately.

But that didn't stop you from asking her about Theo,later that day. "He likes it? " You asked, showing the book to pansy, "who likes what? " Pansy scrunched her eyebrows, and you groaned loudly.

"Theodore, pansy, Theodore! "

Pansy nodded her head, saying "oh yeah, he likes it". You gasped at how chill she is, and you said " This might be it pansy! ".

And oh you were right, it is it. You and daphne were sitting on a bench, gossiping about other people. When all of the sudden, Theodore passed you two, and said "Laurie, mhm? ".

"So you do like little women? " You and daphne's attention were shifted to him "since forever", and just like that, he left.

That became a more and more of a schedule for you to sit on that same bench everyday, on the exact same time. Daphne doesn't know that you still like him, it was well common knowledge that you used to like Theodore, but, everyone thought that you had moved on.

Daphne was so tired of Theodore, that whenever she sees him coming to you two, she'd roll her eyes sand say stuff like 'here he goes again' and make the biggest sigh ever.

Your first 'real' conversation was him coming up to you, saying "I like jo more than amy". At that point you didn't know what to say, neither Daphne or Pansy was there to make you less tense.

You scoffed "Amy is way better". You tried to keep yourself cool, and you did just that.

For days to days you two became closer. You'd have little chit chats after dinner, and your liking for him became bigger, but it shouldn't have.

"I have some little women.. Merch, I can send it to your room, later" Theodore suggested. "First of all, pansy would kill me if I had a boy in my room. Second of all, that will not happen cause if you do the stairs will turn into a literal slide and make you look stupid" You said, to which he just started at you.

You stupidly dreamt of him in your room, which is obviously forbidden.

Unsurprisingly, Daphne eventually found out about you still liking him, and she's convinced that Theo likes you back.

"Do you not remember what he said? 'I used to like little women, now I like it again because of her' and the boy pointed at you! And do you not remember quidditch? "

Oh boy, you do remember Quidditch.

His Quidditch match was last Wednesday, and two days before that, you two made a bet. If he won, you have to give him 15 galleons, and if he lose, he has to give you 15 galleons.

See, that same week, your professors had bombarded everyone with exams. So, if it wasn't for him you wouldn't have watched any of the Quidditch stuff.

That Wednesday, you kept exactly 15 galleons in your pocket. And, unsurprisingly he won. The slytherins celebrated like crazy, and, after that, you came up to him, saying "I could've bought myself candy but, I have your 15 galleons".

"No need for that," Theodore softly smiles, and went back to his friends who were cheering and waiting for him.

That day you couldve swore you spent a thousand hour telling pansy what you felt.

All of the sudden, Theodore didn't seem interested. You hadn't told Daphne about this, but pansy is so mas at him for the sudden stop of interest.

"See, boys are immature" Pansy groaned and rolled her eyes. "I wanted to know about his friend and, theodore-"

"Not so loud! " You sushed her, reminding that you two were still in the great hall. You doubt anyone heard you but, still, for safety reasons. "How about.. My 'him', we can call him uh.. "

"Toaster, cause if he doesn't act right Im gonna-"

"Hold your horses, pansy, let's call him trex"

"Fine, you're way too nice for that guy, and uhm, what should I call my 'him'? " Pansy asked, and, there was one minute of silence.

"Maybe trial number #2? "

That was the day your nicknames were born, and, things excelated from there. 'Trial #2', which is blaise, talked to pansy in the Slightest way possible, and 'trex' which is theo is talking to you, but he makes the conversation as dry as possible.

Theo is almost always the conversation starter, but when it comes to keeping the conversation going, it's you, and it is hardwork to keep Theo talking to you

That also reminded you of a conversation you had a long, long time ago with millicent. About how he's broken home and doesn't have a mother, and turns out it was true.

"So, that explains the on and off thing with you and him" Pansy shrugged "if you're really in love with him, you're in some really deep shit. Trial #2 barely talks to me"

and in deep shit you are, as the days became longer because he didn't want to talk to you. Pansy convinced you enough to just stop talking to him.

You felt better but, there is still something in you still craving him dearly.

"He's just there, pansy, like.. Like a word about to be spoken, but then vanishes out of our brains! One second he's there and the next he's gone! " You complained.

What made you more confused is that, you and him became more confusing. You felt like you're more than a friend, but you don't know what it is because of one thing he said.

It was common for you friends, lorenzo, and Mattheo, to tease you about Theo. It's as if they know.

Obviously, Theo was there too, along with Daphne next to you. "Y/n, I think you and Theodore are a good fit" Lorenzo laughed, and the others chimed with agreement. But, it was a subtle whisper from Theo that made you down for the rest of the day. "Don't say that, I like astoria"

You kept laughing, though it was obvious for those who actually knows you that your laugh was so fake.

You kept ignoring him, and you truly do feel better for once. As pansy says 'give him taste of his own medicine ' and you did what she said, and you felt better, for awhile.

Till he came up to you and forced you to confess.

"The fuck is wrong with you y/n? " Theodore said. "What do you mean? " You said, but, the pit in your stomach tells you exactly what he means.

"You're avoiding me. I thought we were friends"

"That's the problem" You said, in a confusing tone, which made him think.. Was it a question or a statement?

"I thought we couldve been more, Theo" You rolled your eyes at his oblivion, and you paused "you like astoria, don't you, mhm? You said it yourself".

Theo frowned "don't act so innocent, you and Macmillan were so close I thought you two were dating".

"I wasn't" You paused, "I moved on a long time ago, unlike you, no one moves on in the span of two weeks".

"Her friends told me she doesn't like me! "

"So what? That makes it right? I don't care if she likes you or not, I care if you like her or not. If I'm just your second choice, this won't work. Pansy told me that I'm better than any boys in Hogwarts, and I agree with her! Because boys like you suck"

"I like you, okay? Will you get that into your thick skull?" Theodore groaned and rolled his eyes.

"You're weird" You said, "what about me Is weird? " Theo asks.

"Your on and off stuff. You act interested, then when I actually wanna talk to you you get so dry, do you not think of that? Or you're actually really dumb? "

"You ignored me too"

"That's because I wanted you to feel what I felt! "

You honestly felt sad but, anger was more visible. But Theo looked emotionless. He wasn't happy, angry, sad, he was just there.

You both wanted to say something, but you didn't. Neither you nor Theo said a thing. You opened your bag and found your book, well, technically his.

"Here's a book that i borrowed" You said, giving it to him. "You can keep it" Theo pushed the book back to you, but your hand didn't budge. "No thanks, theo.. Ive written somethings in pencil. Don't worry too much because it's so thin you could barely tell what I wrote, a single swipe with your finger or eraser, it'll be gone".

A week has passed. And you knew for a fact he didn't re read the book.

On your favorite page, you wrote 'three broomsticks, next month, 9:00 AM? ' a month ago.

You knew way more than to come there, or did you?

[st4rr-girrl]

Stranger

M.R

Summary; You thought Mattheo was different, but he’s just like everyone else.

Warnings; swearing, mentions of sex, nsfw, underage smoking & drinking, angst. Douchebag Mattheo.

Inspired by Stranger - By Jhene Aiko

I ain’t posted in hella long im sorry if u thought I was dead xox 🥰🥰😘💋💋💋

Pt 2

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You tried to ignore the familiar feeling you would get each time you were around Mattheo. The stinging that tickled your irises each time you started to view him in a new light, each time you saw everybody else in his features.

Why was this such a common occurrence during the span of your relationship? You and Mattheo never talked, and if you did- it was only in bed. It was exhausting and you couldn't deny that.

He was starting to look more and more like the people who had used you in the past. The ones who discarded your well-being for their own sick pleasure. You stared at him from across the Slytherin table, an inexplainable sadness etched onto your tired features.

Mattheo was the last person you expected to turn out like a copy and paste of your past experiences.

It wasn’t always like this. He used to be lovingly attentive, affectionate and gentle with you.

He noticed your gaze, his brow arching in silent question. You swallowed the lump forming in your throat, forcing your eyes off of him. He shrugged dismissively, recentering his attention to the conversation he was in the midst of.

What hurt even more, was the fact that you had told him about the others. Every single one of them that he had promised you he wasn’t like. And you trusted him.

But he lied.

He didn’t care. He never did. And if that information wasn’t crystal clear, you didn’t know what was.

Daphne nudged your side, her brows furrowing in concern as she scanned your melancholic features. “You alright, lovely?” She asked gently.

“Yeah,” you replied, your voice quieter and shakier than you had intended— blinking back the tears that threatened to escape your glossy eyes. “I’m okay.”

She gave you an unbelieving look, but decided against being pushy. “Okay, babe. Let me know if you need anything, yeah?” She offered a soft smile, her brows furrowing.

“Sure,” you replied, a grateful tone to your voice as you nodded.

She went back to chatting with Pansy, and you found your regretfully longing gaze flickering back to Mattheo. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t hurt. Because it did. It hurt so bad.

He wasn’t paying you any mind, blatantly unconcerned despite the sadness he found in your expression. He boasted about something or other to Theo and Blaise— both of the boys watching him verbally show off in amusement. Usually, you would have been fond of the sight. He was an idiot, but he was your idiot. Or— well, he was.

It was routine for you now. This wasn’t your first rodeo— you knew how this worked.

So, the same night— when he laid you down in your dorm room, you couldn’t even look him in the eye. Not that he cared, or anything.

And when he left, you lied in bed— your gaze locked onto the ceiling. You’d lazily thrown a t-shirt and underwear back on— Mattheo nowhere to be seen. He didn’t even have the decency to stay back and make sure you were okay, and help clean you up. Not like he used to, anyways.

The hickeys and bite marks littering your skin were a constant reminder of what once was. Shame engulfed your body, an all too familiar feeling.

You couldn’t control the tears beginning to spill from your eyes, streaming down your cheeks in a rapid manner. You broke down, your body wracking with sobs— burying your face into a pillow to muffle said sobs.

When your roommates walked in, Daphne and Pansy, they immediately saw your state— rushing to your sides and consoling you as you fell apart. They shared a worried glance, knowing exactly what— or in this case, who— caused this.

Over the next few days, you’d been avoiding him. Daphne and Pansy both covered for you, giving Mattheo bullshit and half assed excuses as to why you couldn’t see him.

But, it’s not like he was actively searching for you, anyways.

You thought you were indifferent to this by now. You wanted to be. But you actually trusted him this time, you loved him.

But as you stared at him from across the Potions classroom, watching as he flirted shamelessly with girls who hung onto his every word— you knew you’d never become accustomed to the hurt and pain that followed betrayal.

You knew you had to cut things off, and that’s exactly what you did. You couldn’t allow yourself to mope around aimlessly for any longer.

After class, you pulled him into an empty hallway and went off— cussing him out in an emotion fueled rant. He got what he wanted, and he no longer needed you. He made that very obvious.

He replied with a simple, “okay,” before turning and disappearing down the hallway. You watched as he left, the sound of your heart shattering echoing throughout your own ears.

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[l3xi3luv]

pov. new remus lupin fancast?... maybe? no? just me?

[princess-weasley]

request: can i request draco taking care of his pregnant tired wife???? i has a dream ab this the other day and need it to happen. - i hope i did your request justice love 🤍

draco malfoy x pregnant reader !

——————————————————————————————————-————————dad to be draco who - cried when you told him. tears of joy of course, he just hadn’t been expecting it. you two had tried before, just to no avail. when you held that pregnancy text in your hand, you’d cried as well.

dad to be draco who - nearly always had his hand on your stomach after finding out. everywhere you went, he stood next to you holding onto you protectively. in addition to always touching your belly, he also kissed it all of the time. he truly couldn’t believe you were carrying his baby.

dad to be draco who - just hopes for a healthy baby. i don’t picture him as a girl dad, or a boy dad. i picture him as sort of both. draco would let his sweet girl paint his nails, and put pink bows in his hair. but he’d also enjoy teaching his boys to play quidditch.

dad to be draco who - cooked for you every night, and every morning. always making or buying what you craved. his cooking wasn’t great, but you never wanted to hurt the poor boys feelings. so the two of you spent lots of time eating out.

dad to be draco who - who by now had cut his father off for the most part. draco was entering a new era, and he didn’t need his father acting the way he did. he’d changed majorly since you’d asked him out (yes you’d asked him out). you loved the old him. but the new him was much better. dad to be draco who - had a crisis when he realized he didn’t really know anything about babies. he didn’t haven any siblings, and had never been around any other small children. after realizing this he’d read an absurd amount of books and blogs, and even watched videos, he just wanted to be the perfect dad. which was far off of how his father was.

dad to be draco who - cried when you told him. tears of joy of course, he just hadn’t been expecting it. you two had tried before, just to no avail. when you held that pregnancy text in your hand, you’d cried as well.

dad to be draco who - and once you’d become extremely pregnant, dray took care of everything. cleaning, preparing your hospital bag, and constantly doting on you.

dad to be draco who - really didn’t care what the baby was named, just as long as you were happy with it. in my mind (just harry potter names that i personally like) if you’d had a boy his name would be percival hyperion malfoy (perci!! and his canon child’s middle name is fine), but if it was a girl angelina jean malfoy (lina!! jean like hermione jean.)

and once your child is born, it’s born with the most beautiful blonde hair and eyes like their father. funny how you carried this baby for nine months, yet it looks just like draco, and is somehow just as sassy.

——————————————————————————————𐙚 love, princess weasley

taglist; @helendeath

[sparrowseagles]

i NEED the marauders girlies to look at Dominic Sessa bc that's Remus Lupin right there im sorry but Andrew Garfield will never come close he's lacking the tall weirdo gene

[floxdeloscolores]

How I imagine Marlene McKinnon

(in my story Wild Children)

[t3rrarium]

Chris Cornell as Sirius Black you will always be famous

[shipspainfulships]

Literally James Potter.

{Actor: Abhay Verma}

[blue-sadie]

Innocent As Can Be

Imagine:

Being a hufflepuff and classified as the 'innocent one' but only mattheo knows the truth, he's somewhat helped you and indulged into some of your little fantasy from the stuff you read he sometimes makes fun of you for them but inside he wishes for you to tell him more.

"Oh fuck I can't believe you lie to everyone about how innocent you are with that mouth of yours if only how they knew how it wraps around my cock how much profanities you scream as I fuck you, your not as innocent as you seem."

[daisyy345]

remus john lupin but make it argentino