#i luv pansy hes very nice

[wolfteethz]

slam dunks this into ur dms

[kerie-prince]

clumsy

Hermione Granger x fem Slytherin!reader (fluff)

requested: (@chokemepansy) im terrible at requesting because i blank on ideas BUT anything for hermione please <3 take your time ily 💓

warnings: a single curse word, but mainly just soft hours

summary: Hermione has her very first date with you at Hogsmeade (song inspo from Fergie's Clumsy) (pardon my lame ass summary)

a/n: ty for requesting, luv 🥺 hope you like it! i made the reader slytherin just bc of you <3 and yes, i put in an outfit inspo but it's not like the cringy ones from wattpad

(gif not mine, cred to owner)

You came to love the smell of parchment and books. The sound of pages being turned, the feeling of a new book in your hands. You loved them because it made you think of Hermione.

Merlin, you were infatuated with everything about her. The excitement in her voice when she talked about her favorite books, the small paper cuts on her fingers from turning the pages – she didn't mind them as it was normal for her – and the look on her face when she received praise from professors.

She was all you thought about and you wanted to go to the top of the Astronomy Tower and yell out "I LOVE HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER" for the whole school to hear. And you were positive she felt the same. Hermione would refuse to let go of your hands when you walked together from class and on some occasions, you'd catch her staring at you during study sessions. Just like she was doing now.

"Miss Granger, for the last time, I am asking you what are the contents of polyjuice potion?" Snape was hovered over her desk. Hermione jumped in her seat and turned to face the brooding professor. Your Slytherin housemates who sat at the back of class laughed at her startled state as she named the contents. You looked back and glared at them all. When Snape left your table and continued his lecture, you leaned closer to Hermione and whispered as low as you could, “Are you okay? You seem kind of distracted,” you noticed.

“Y-yes, I'm fine,” Hermione stuttered. Snape excused the class and Hermione waited for you to be done packing your things just so she could hold your hand to the Great Hall. “Are we still going to Hogsmeade on Saturday?” you asked.

“Harry’s got detention with McGonagall for ‘ accidentally’ turning Crabbe into a water goblet in class,” Hermione used her free hand to make air quotations, “and Ron’s busy with Lavender that day.” She had a sad look on her face, thinking that they wouldn't be able to go to Hogsmeade after all. You picked up on it and had an idea. “So, just the two of us then?”

Hermione’s chest became warm, “Okay. It's a date.” Your eyes slightly bulged out and to Hermione, you had an indistinguishable smile, “I mean, not like a date date, but a girls date.” You weren't sure if she meant it like that, but you laughed at her stumbling her words. The always composed girl becoming a cute, blubbering mess for you. Not that you knew for sure it was because for you but you’d given it a lot of thought.

She never held Harry’s hand like she did yours unless he was upset about something and she was comforting him. And she certainly never held Ron’s hand. Nor does she ever hug him knowing Lavender would go ballistic. Not that she’d ever want to. He was her best friend, yeah but she had never gotten used to it. They both had an unspoken thing to not hug.

“Sounds fun,” you chirped, “can’t wait for it.” You gave her a lingering hug before going to your table. You sat in between your best friends Pansy and Daphne. Pansy had a smirk on her lips once you were in her line of sight, “Did you finally tell Granger?” You knew what she was talking about and nudged her arm with your elbow, “Shut it.” The two girls chuckled and gave each other knowing looks. “I might tell her on Saturday,” you disclosed.

They had matching shocked faces; for nearly a year, they’ve watched you pace around their shared dorm debate with yourself whether or not to tell her about how you feel. You’d have a sparkle in your eyes every time you talked about her and nearly spent every day with her. They weren't upset about it. In fact, they couldn't wait to see you two together. But you were unexpectedly insecure by thinking of the worst case scenario in which she’d reject you.

“That’s great, Y/N/N. I’m so happy for you. I know everything will turn out well,” Daphne supported. Pansy nodded and pointed to Daphne as to say ‘Me too’. You grabbed the hands of both girls and held them tightly, “Thanks, girls. I love you guys.” You wrapped an arm around both of them and brought them in for a hug. Daphne returned it while Pansy made a fake coughing sound. “I can’t b-breathe,” she exaggerates. You held on for a couple seconds more before letting go and started eating. “Okay, so how is this happening?” Pansy asked.

“We’re going to Hogsmeade together on Saturday,” you inquired. “So the whole lot is going as well?” Pansy was talking about Harry and Ron of course.

“No, just the two of us alone,” you replied, taking a bite of the chicken on your plate.

“You mean, this is a date?” Daphne exclaimed. “We’re going to help pick an outfit, no questions asked.” She had a stern look that dared you to talk back. As sweet as Daphne is, once her mind is set to something, she doesn't budge. You accepted it and was met with her usual warm smile. Inside, you were ecstatic and couldn't wait for Saturday. Your crush has gone on for too long, and you were tired of waiting.

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Your dorm mates got you up at the crack of dawn. And by crack of dawn, it was actually 10 am at most. They made you change into every outfit they picked out which totaled in 8. You appreciated everything they were doing, but some of the outfits were too much for a day in Hogsmeade. Daphne picked out tennis skirts with cropped argyle sweaters. Pansy picked short dresses that stopped at your mid-thigh and black wool turtlenecks to go over them. They had completely different aesthetics which is what probably made them perfect friends.

You settled on something casual; a thick striped long sleeve polo with light blue jeans and white trainers. It was going to be a nice spring day and you didn't want to wear something that would be too short and you get cold later. Daphne did your hair in two French plaits and Pansy did your makeup modestly. Once you were done, it was noon and you rushed to meet Hermione for your ‘girl date’.

She took the air straight from your lungs. She looked more breathtaking than the night of the Yule Ball. You distinctly remember being incredibly jealous of Viktor Krum and beat yourself up for not asking her before he did. But now, if he was here, you were sure that the famous Quidditch athlete would be jealous of you.

Hermione’s usually wild hair was tamed into smooth wavy curls that framed her delicate face. She wore a floral print button up that was definitely new as you’ve never seen it before. Or did she save it just for you? Her navy jeans hugged her ankles and she donned light pink flats. And probably for the first time since the Yule Ball, she had mascara and lipgloss on. Casual, but perfect.

Your face was flushed, and you weren't sure if she was also blushing or if maybe she was just wearing blush. “Shall we?” You reached out to grab her hands – her soft hands – and waited for her response. She didn't say anything when she laced her fingers with yours and started walking on the path to Hogsmeade. Hermione was about to say that you looked pretty when she tripped over a small rock on the pathway. “Are you okay?” you expressed concern. She was still holding onto your hand as she steadied herself up, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

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You snorted and had to hold the butterbeer in your mouth, “Ron did what?” Hermione laughed as she told you how Lavender exploded on Ron for forgetting their anniversary and when he tried to make it up by giving her chocolates that he got from his older brothers, Lavender instantly grew a huge chin that drooped over her neck. Ron had gotten so mad at them and in unison, they told him ‘Why’d you think we’d ever give you real ones?’

“So that’s why no one has seen her for a couple days!” you noted. She was nodding as she laughed. You could only imagine what it was like to see it in person. Poor Lav. You went back and forth talking about whatever went on since the last time you were together.

Hermione went on talking about a new book she read about over the winter holiday. The way she expressed her emotions and passion for it made you fall for the Gryffindor girl more. When you hadn't said anything, she stopped and lowered her head, “I’m boring you, aren't I?”

You sat straight in your chair and fumbled your words before reaching out to grab her hand from across the table, “No, no, no, of course not. I could never be bored of you, I love you.” Your eyes widened. You didn't exactly expect to let it slip out like that, but you studied her reaction to see if you could leave it at that or otherwise. She sat still with a poker face. “Y-you’re my best friend, Mione–”

“I love you, too,” she confessed. “Huh?” Please, please, please tell me I heard her right. You didn't get to fully process what she said because after a few seconds, she gathered all her courage and reached over the table to give you a quick peck on your lips. It would've been a sweet moment hadn't she accidentally knocked her glass over in the process. Everyone in the Three Broomsticks had their eyes on you, Hermione’s face beet red and lowered out of embarrassment. You tried cleaning the mess and out of nowhere, Hermione ran out. Fuck this you thought as you ran after her.

“Mione, wait!” She hadn't gone far and luckily for you, she listened. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes averted from yours. “Where are you going? Aren’t we on a date?” Confidence had finally kicked in when you asked her. Hermione’s breath hitched. She couldn't see anything in your face that showed you were joking. Because you weren't. “Yes,” she grabbed your hands and started walking towards the other shops in the small village. Until once again, she nearly fell back when she nearly slipped over another rock on the ground. You supported her back up and giggled, “You’re so clumsy.”

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requests open!

[neerasrealm]

just imagine this: slender and jack are going out and bc all the responsible pastas are out they hire a babysitter (y/n) to look after slendra. she’s rlly shy at first but eventually she and y/n become best friends (and they steal slender’s gramophone to play some music while they make cookies and maybe wreck the kitchen in the process depending on y/n and slendra’s combined skills)

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS REQUEST AND I HAD A BLAST WRITING IT sorry it took so long school murdered me plus I was jumping from draft to draft and just. A lot happened ok. I didn’t get all the prompts in because I couldn’t work em in but I feel like I did good. I loved writing y/n just subtly noticing that this house Is Not Human and it- it was a fun dynamic to do gshdjdshj Also new hc this is the origin story for y/n in the poly slenjack fics

You're starting to have regrets about taking this babysitting job. Maybe it was that you'd seen too many slasher movies, or maybe you were just paranoid. Or maybe it was the fact that you were dragging your bike through the woods in order to get to the address you'd been given. The sane part of your brain is saying that this is dangerous and you should turn back, but the broke millennial part of your brain is saying that the $500 paycheck is too good to pass up. I mean- $500? For babysitting for one night? That's insane! It’s gotta be a joke right? Maybe it is. Maybe you are going to be murdered horribly tonight in the middle of the woods. 

You’re broken out of your thoughts by the sight of- a house. Presumably the house you’re supposed to be babysitting in. It’s gigantic- more of a mansion than a house. The outside looks refined and welcoming. There’s even flowers planted around the place. Cute pink pansies and blossoming bushes of roses. You look around hesitantly, then wheel your bike along up to the front door. You very carefully lean it against the wall and look around some more. How come you never heard about this place? I mean- a giant house in the woods? Why has that never come up? You’d think someone would talk about it, right?

As you’re looking around this odd place you realise something. It’s sprawling with cats. At first you only noticed a couple, and assumed they were pets, but now your counting has hit the double digits. Why do cats hang around here? Are they all pets? Is the owner of this mysterious house a cat person? Or do they just- kidnap cats? What if you’re babysitting a cat…

Okay no that’s dumb. You turn around again and knock on the front door. It’s silent for a moment, and out of awkwardness you look down at your feet. You’re standing on a fancy doormat that reads ‘welcome’ in elegant cursive. The door opens and your head shoots up to attention. 

Standing in the doorway is a tall man. Far taller than you. His skin is deathly pale, almost white, and his hair is neat and blonde. He’s wearing a suit, and as he looks down at you you realise his eyes are the brightest blue you’ve ever seen. 

‘’M-mister Schlankwald?’’ you ask, stepping back and away from this strange man. He nods and smiles.

‘’That’s me.’’ he holds out a hand to you. ‘’You must be y/n, yes? The babysitter?’’ he smiles gently, and you realise he actually- looks kind of nervous. That’s a tad reassuring. You take his hand and shake it. You nod.

‘’Yeah, that’s me.’’ you say. He steps aside and you cross the threshold. As you take your coat off you look around. Past the small entryway is a large living room. There're three whole couches, and a few more armchairs scattered around. There’s a large TV surrounded by cabinets full of DVDs and videogames- it looks like a very luxurious place. And also there’s more cats just- hanging around in various places, but you’re not really paying attention to them. Your attention is grabbed by the person standing in the living room. He’s- insanely tall, with long black hair, striped socks and sleeves, feathers on his shoulders for some reason and- bandages. Just wrapped around his torso. He’s also wearing a grey crop top, and what you assume to be white face paint. His nose is striped too, and cone shaped. Everything he’s wearing is either black or white. You stare at him in surprise and just- disbelief. He raises a hand in greeting.

‘’Ey.’’ his voice is deep and rough. ‘’Ye’re th’ si’er?’’

You blink for a moment, not sure what he- even just said. ‘’Y-yes?’’ you say, hoping that’s the right answer. Apparently it was, because he smiles at you.

‘’Ah!’’ he steps towards you and leans down, holding out his hand. ‘’Me name’s Jack. pleased ta mee’ ya!’’

You shake his hand and nod. ‘’I’m y/n.’’ you murmur. Jack stands back up and you look over your shoulder at Mr Schlankwald. He gestures to the other male.

‘’This is Jack, my husband,’’ he explains. ‘’Do excuse the makeup. He’s a performer, you see.’’ 

‘’Ah.’’ you relax a bit. A performer...that makes sense. I guess. You look around a bit. ‘’So uh- where’s the kid?’’ In all this strangeness you almost forgot why you hiked into the deep dark woods. 

‘’Righ’ ‘ere.’’ You turn to look at Jack again and watch him step aside to reveal a small girl who’d apparently been hiding behind him before. Her eyes widen as she comes into view and she stares at you. Her skin is a dark, almost reddish-brown colour. Her face is peppered with freckles and her hair hangs around her shoulders. It’s bright blonde, like Mr Schlankwald’s, but a bit more yellow. She quickly skitters back to Jack’s leg and hides behind him again. You frown. Jack looks at you. ‘’She’s a bi’ shy.’’ he murmurs. He crouches down to the girl. ‘’Ey, luv, i’s okay. Th’ si’er isn’ gonna ‘urt ya.’’

‘’Wh-wha’ if I scare ‘em or say somefink?’’ she mumbles. She has the slightest hint of her father’s accent, but more- refined almost. And a lot easier to understand.  

‘’Ye’re no’ gonna, ye’re a smart girlie, ain’t ya?’’

Mr Schlankwald taps your shoulder and you look over at him. ‘’We- haven’t gotten a sitter before, so she’s a little nervous about the whole thing.’’

You nod. ‘’That’s alright, I’ve had shy kids before.’’ you smile at him. He seemingly brightens up. 

‘’Righ’,’’ Jack’s voice interrupts you two. You look at him as he stands up. The girl shyly steps out from behind him and Jack lightly pats her head, ruffling her hair. ‘’We’d be’er ge’ goin’, luv.’’

‘’Of course.’’ Mr Schlankwald says. He shakes your hand once more and then looks at the girl. He holds out his arms and she quickly runs over, hugging him tight. ‘’Be good now, won’t you my dear?’’

‘’I will.’’ she mumbles. Her parents step away, with Jack heading for the door. Mr Schlankwald looks at you again.

‘’Her bedtime is at nine thirty, snacks are in the kitchen,’’ he nods towards a door behind you. ‘’Feel free to help yourself.’’

‘’Got it!’’ you chirp back as they leave. Once the door has closed it’s just you and the girl. She turns slowly and looks at you. You smile at her and lean down to her. ‘’Hiya.’’ you greet. ‘’I’m y/n. What’s your name?’’

She gulps and steps towards you. The tiny child looks you dead in the eyes and holds out her hand to you. ‘’I’m Slendra. Slendra Jackson.’’ she says with all the authority of a business CEO. you almost, ALMOST, crack up laughing but force yourself to take her seriously. You shake her hand.

‘’Well nice to meet you.’’ she retracts her hand. ‘’How old are you, Slendra?’’

‘’Fo-’’ she stops. ‘’Eigh'. I’m eigh'.’’ she folds her hands behind her back, just like her father did. You smile at her. She takes after her father, you suppose. It’s cute. 

‘’So what do you like? Got any hobbies?’’

‘’Uhh…’’ she toys with the sleeve of her striped shirt. ‘’I like...music...and bakin'...I like readin' too and uh-’’ she shrugs. ‘’That’s abou' it, I guess.’’

You nod. ‘’I see.’’ you smile at her. ‘’So what do you wanna do? We got…’’ you glance down at your watch. ‘’Three and a half hours to kill.’’ She shifts on her feet and shrugs again. You tilt your head at her. ‘’We could watch TV...maybe draw something? Are you hungry?’’

She seems to perk up a little bit. ‘’I have drawin’ stuff in my room,’’ she says. ‘’We could do tha'.’’ there’s a glint of excitement in her eyes. ‘’I-if you want to.’’

‘’Of course I do,’’ you stand up and smile at her. ‘’Lead the way.’’

Slendra smiles a little in excitement and turns, heading quickly up the stairs. You follow after her, looking around curiously. This place is massive. Upstairs is a hallway with doors running all along the right. Each one is decorated differently. One is striped, with ‘laughing jack’ written on it, another is pink with a castle-shaped sign on it that reads ‘Sally’ and under it ‘& Dina’ is written in what looks like sharpie. The one right across from the stairs that Slendra climbs up has a metal sign on it, decorated with a skull and crossbones, that reads ‘Kate’s room, keep out!’

You follow Slendra up the staircase and arrive on the third floor. Slendra leads you to her room. Her door is also decorated, with flowers and butterflies and bowties. Her walls are purple, and the room kind of reminds you of...and office. She has a large desk covered in boxes and papers. Shelves are piled high with toys and trinkets, and she has a massive bookcase stuffed to the brim with- well, books. Fairy lights hang over her bed, which is large and round and covered in pillows and plushies. Glow in the dark stickers decorate her ceiling and walls.

Slendra grabs a large plastic tub from under her desk and drops some paper sheets onto it. She picks up the tub and smiles at you. You frown. ‘’Isn’t that heavy?’’

‘’Huh?’’ she looks at the box. ‘’I guess- I’m kind’ve strong though.’’

You smile a bit. ‘’I bet you are.’’ you step towards the door and open it. ‘’C’mon. If you need help with that I’ll take it.’’

Slendra shakes her head and walks past you. ‘’I got it.’’ she says, holding her head up proudly to show off how big and independent she is. You smirk a bit and follow after her. You walk past the hallway of odd doors and through the living room into the kitchen. Slendra places her box on the dining table and smiles over her shoulder at you. You glance around the kitchen. it’s- well, a normal kitchen. The fridge is covered in children’s drawings and magnets, but oddly no photos. Thinking about it now, you haven’t seen a single photo up on the walls. Odd.

‘’So you like drawing, huh?’’ you say to Slendra. She pulls out a chair, which has a big ginger cat sleeping on it. She pets it and nods.

‘’My brother Helen is an ar'ist. He lets me join 'im sometimes, and he teaches me a lo'.’’ she smiles over at you.

‘’Your brother’s name is Helen?’’

‘’Yeah.’’ she tilts her head. ‘’It’s a unisex name innit?’’

You- don’t really have the heart to say no, so you just nod. ‘’How many siblings do you have?’’ you ask, watching the ginger cat roll over. Slendra scratches its stomach. 

‘’Ten.’’ she replies without batting an eye. You freeze for a second. You blink. Huh- so- Mr Schlankwald, the strange gay man who lives in a mansion in the woods, apparently has eleven children. You slowly tilt your head.

‘’How many people live here…?’’

‘’Fourteen, though my uncle Ivan sometimes comes to visi', so maybe fifte- oh!’’ she’s interrupted by the ginger cat suddenly jumping down off the chair and wandering off somewhere. She climbs up onto the now empty chair and looks over the table at you. "Dad left snacks for us," she points over at the counter by the fridge. "Do you wanna grab some?" 

"Oh uh- sure." You walk over to the counter Slendra pointed to. There's some plates and a bowl covered in tin foil, probably to keep the cats from eating whatever's been left for you. You grab one of the plates and peel away the tin foil. You're greeted by a plate that's sectioned into thirds. Each third contains...snacks? Of some sort. One section is miscellaneous coloured potato chips, one is full of little black squares that look like...seaweed? Maybe? And the third section looks like- thin slices of various vegetables. Dried out to a crisp. You slowly glance over at Slendra.

"What're uh- what're these?"

"Oh! Dad's healthy snacks. They're real good." She smiles. "Try one!"

You hesitate, then reach to grab one of the potato chips. They're all different colours. Orange, red, yellow- even a couple purple ones. You grab a yellow one and very carefully bite into it. Your eyes widen as you chew. It's...good. really good. A nice balance of cheese, onion- are those chives? Yeah! Chives. Fancy. You pick up a second, orange one and toss it into your mouth. It's a bit sweeter, but still just as good. 

Pulling aside the foil on the bowl you're greeted by popcorn, nuts, and various shaped potato chips that also appear to be homemade. You grab one and toss it into your mouth, and get hit with soy sauce and spices. Surprising, but still really good. It reminds you of asian takeout. You take the foil off the last plate and- "Oh! Cookies!"

"Yep! Dad made 'em especially for you." Slendra says as she opens the box she brought down and pulls out a few things. "He always tries to make sure we have food for guests. Every time we ge’ a visitor he tries to feed 'em."

"Huh…" you grab the plates very carefully and carry them over to the table, setting them down between you and Slendra, who's already begun her drawing. "What is your dad like anyway? How'd he afford a giant place like this?" You ask as you wander back over to grab the bowl you left.

"Oh uh- well-" she suddenly seems nervous. "He said tha’…" she pauses for a moment, like she's thinking. "He invested in stocks b'fore the economy wen’ bad." She finishes, speaking like she's reciting a line. You smile a bit.

"I see." You put down the bowl of various snacks and grab another potato chip. Slendra reaches over and grabs one of the black squares of seaweed, biting into it and crunching on it happily. "Weird that I never heard about this place, huh? Giant mansion in the woods…’’ Slendra stares at you, eyes wide. ‘’...That’s full of cats for some reason…’’

She nods and smiles sheepishly. ‘’Heheh, yeah…’’ she puts down her pencil and grabs a thin, dried out tomato slice, crunching on it quietly. ‘’Dad feeds 'em. He loves cats.’’

‘’Huh.’’ you grab a cookie from the plate and bite into it. It’s soft and crumbles in your mouth. Like shortbread, but with deliciously sweet chocolate chips. Without thinking you reach for a second one before you’ve even finished your first. ‘’So what’re you drawing?’’ you tilt your head at her. 

‘’Fairies.’’ 

‘’Oh yeah?’’ you lean over to get a look. You were expecting to see friendly, childish drawings of little people with wings, but instead...you’re greeted by creatures with odd proportions, eyes in odd places, sharp teeth and mean expressions. ‘’...oh.’’ you regain your composure quickly. Kids sometimes draw scary things, it’s normal- probably. ‘’You’re really good at drawing.’’

‘’Ehh…’’ she shrugs. ‘’I guess. I’m still learnin'. Helen says I’m gettin’ better though!’’ 

You smile a bit. ‘’Keep practicing. By the time you’re ten I bet you’ll be amazing.’’

Slendra laughs a bit. ‘’I only really draw when Helen asks me if I want to.’’ she murmurs. ‘’I mostly like to sing.’’ 

‘’Oh yeah?’’

"Uh-huh. Dad taugh’ me to play piano, and pops taugh’ me the accordion." She grabs a handful of popcorn, chips and nuts from the bowl and calmly grabs a single nut, putting it in her mouth and crunching on it softly. "I'm learnin' ukulele right now."

"Wow," you tilt your head at her. "Guess your parents can afford a lot of tutors for you, huh?"

"Nah, we're all homeschooled."

"Oh." You blink in surprise. "Does your dad do all of that?"

"Uh-huh. He's real smart." Slendra puts down her pencil and neatly puts her page aside. She delicately grabs a couple more snacks. She has awfully good table manners. A thing that comes from her father, you guess. ‘’He makes learnin’ fun too. My brothers say school is real borin’.’’

‘’Huh…’’ 

You spend a couple hours sitting there with her, watching her draw odd creatures and talk about her even more odd family. The cookies have been eaten, and most of the other snacks are gone completely. Including the seaweed squares, which weren't actually all that bad when you tried them. And now you're lounging back in your chair, petting a chubby chausie cat that's apparently named Brian. 

"So...he covered up...the hole in the wall...by making more holes."

"Yep."

"...No offense but this Jeff guy sounds pretty dumb." You say. Slendra laughs a bit as she puts away her coloured pencils, dropping them back into the large box of supplies she brought down. 

"Jeffery is a good boy, he means well." She murmurs. She grabs the last of the dried out tomato slices and crunches it down. "Wha’ now?"

You shrug. "I dunno. Whatever you want." you smile at her. She frowns in thought, then suddenly perks up. 

"Oh! I could practice my music," she looks suddenly excited. "Dad has a lo’ of records in ‘is office. Could we listen to those? And I can play along with my ukulele."

You shrug and smile at her. ‘’Sure, I don’t see why not,’’ you tilt your head. ‘’Where’s his office?’’

‘’Downstairs.’’ Slendra hops off her chair and grabs the box. ‘’I’ll grab my things! You go wait.’’ she adds before quickly leaving the room. You laugh a bit and grab the last couple potato chips, then the half-empty bowl, just in case. After nudging Brian off your lap you walk down to the basement and look around. There’s a few rooms, but the thing that catches your attention the most though is the lounge area that’s full of comfy looking chairs and cabinets stuffed with videogames. And also the cats, there’s even more down here, but you’re kind of used to them by now.

You glance around at the doors down here. There’s three doors on the left, and none of them are really decorated. There’s a couple other doors, and one of them has a large padlock on it for some reason. The one next to it, surprisingly, is decorated. Fish and deep sea creatures are painted onto it. You’re pulled out of your thoughts by footsteps on the stairs. You look towards them and see Slendra running down them with a ukulele in hand. She grins at you as she walks up to you. You notice she has a small concertina accordion hanging off her waist from a shoulder strap. ‘’Dad has the door locked,’’ she says as she walks past you towards the last door on the left. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out...a cat claw…? You frown. ‘’I can ge’ it open though.’’ 

You watch her attempt to pick the lock with the claw. ‘’uh...I don’t think that’s gonna-’’

‘’Click!’’ the door opens as if to spite you. Slendra grins over at you. 

‘’Told you!’’ she chirps. She walks into the office and you follow her in, bemused. Inside the office is...odd. Grey walls and carpet, lots of bookshelves, a cat tree in the corner, and comfy looking wicker chairs in front of the desk. On the walls are photos of Slendra and other kids who you assume to be her siblings. There’s an...odd painting hanging on the wall across from the door. It contains two faceless white beings, a similar being with black eyes and no mouth and a strange creature with similar black eyes and a wide smile. You frown at it. Abstract art, you suppose. The creatures remind you of Slendra’s drawings. 

‘’Here we go!’’ Slendra catches your attention again. She’s knelt on the ground, looking through a drawer stuffed with records. You glance over at a table in the corner of the room. To your surprise, it isn’t a record player, it’s a gramophone. An old looking one at that. Must be an antique. It honestly wouldn’t surprise you if Mr Schlankwald was a collector or something like that. Slendra gets up and very carefully places a record on the player and drops the needle. It’s silent for a couple moments and then a delicate piano starts playing. Slendra strums her ukulele and begins to sing.

‘’I know...you belo-o-ong to so-omebody ne-ew…’’ her voice is almost...mesmerising. You relax despite yourself as she sings along. ‘’But tonight, you belo-ong to me.’’ Maybe you’re imagining it, but you swear you can hear multiple voices coming from her. Or maybe it’s just the vocals from the record. You’re not really paying attention. Instead you sit down in one of the wicker chairs and watch her. ‘’Although…’’ she smiles a bit. ‘’You’re a apa-a-art, of my he-e-a-art,’’ her eyes catch yours. They seem to glint a moment and something- odd, passes over you. You suddenly feel extremely relaxed, all tenseness leaving your body. You lean back in your chair. ‘’And tonight, you belo-ong, to me.’’ 

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You don’t remember much else from the evening after that. Just that Slendra continued singing along to the greatest hits from the fifties and sixties. Things start to become a bit less fuzzy around nine thirty. Her bedtime. You read her a bedtime story, told her goodnight with a wide smile, and took a seat on the couch downstairs. Which is where you are now, watching a movie in the dim lighting. You feel...good. Really happy for some unknown reason. Not that you’re complaining.

The front door opens and you glance over as Mr Schlankwald steps inside. He closes the umbrella he's holding while Jack shakes himself off, kind of like a dog. Mr Schlankwald looks over at you and smiles. 

"Ah, hello." He steps towards you, with Jack following after. He strides past the blonde and collapses himself in one of the armchairs. Somehow his makeup is still flawless despite the rain outside. "How were things?" He asks, tilting his head. He seems nervous, slightly. Jack opens one eye and looks over at you.

"Good," you sit up. "No trouble at all. She behaved excellently, we just sorta...chilled." you smile a bit. "She's the most well behaved kid I've ever looked after honestly. She didn't even complain when it came to her bedtime."

"Oh!" Mr Schlankwald smiles a bit. "I'm glad to hear that- we were worried, eheh." He reaches into his pocket, pulling out his wallet. He frowns. "Hm...Jack have you got three hu-"

"Righ' 'ere luv." Jack reaches into his striped sleeve and pulls out a small wad of notes. Mr Schlankwald smiles and takes them, folding them up neatly before holding them out to you. 

"Five hundred, as agreed." He says as you quickly count the money. You knew you'd be getting that amount but still, actually holding the money now you can hardly believe it. You stand up quickly.

"Thank you." You barely manage to get the words out. "I had a great time babysitting her- I uh- I've babysat some real demons before so uh- heheh-" you're just rambling now because of the sheer elation of actually being given five hundred fucking dollars. Mr Schlankwald smiles, as polite as ever.

"Well, if we ever need another sitter we'll call you." He says, walking over to the door. He grabs your coat from the coat rack and holds it out. Quickly, you walk over to him and take it. He opens the door while you put it on. "Do get home safe," he murmurs. "Does your bike have a light? Do you need an umbrella?" He frowns at you, apparently worried. 

"No, no. I'll be fine." You give him an anxious smile while you pull your hood up and step outside. You grab your bike, flicking on the light on the front of it. Mr Schlankwald smiles at you, pleased to see that you won't be in the dark going home. You walk off towards the forest path you followed earlier and wave over at him. 

"Get home safe!" He calls as he waves back.

"I will!" You turn away from him and smile wide.

That's the best babysitting gig you've ever had. 

You really, really hope they call you back for another night...

[koriand3r]

Love's a game baby!

Plastic Love (Caitlin Myers) - "Love’s a game," they all say it, they mean it— / might as well have fun, play every single one

Everything's Alright (DJ Okawari) - Gimme another drink to get it over / He'll be gone in a second / Everything's alright with you

Mine (Daniel Olsen) - Won't you be my lovely liar? / You're the story I desire / It doesn't matter if it's fake / I love to own for owning's sake

If You Don't Cry (The Magnetic Fields) - Dying all day in thousands of little ways / Dancing alone and drinking a lot / Closing the clubs and haunting the cabarets / Looking for what?

Hate Yourself (TV Girl) - You'd fall in love with anyone / I'd think you'd fall in love with anyone / Who fell in love with you / And they frequently do

How to Be a Heartbreaker ( MARINA) - Girls, we do whatever it will take / 'Cause girls don't want / We don't want our hearts to break in two / So it's better to be fake / Can't risk losing in love again, babe

Runaround Sue (Dion) - Yeah, I should have known it from the very start / This girl would leave me with a broken heart / Now listen people what I'm telling you / I'd keep away from a Runaround Sue

The Wanderer (Dion) - Oh well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down / Where pretty girls are, well you know that I'm around / I kiss 'em and I love 'em cause to me they're all the same / I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em; they don't even know my name

Destroyer (Saint Motel) - Give it a rest I'm quite aware / It was a doomed affair, from the start / Everyone told me to stay away / It's just a game she plays, with her heart

Luv Luv Luv (Pansy Division) - So many romantic dreams / Are merely bedroom schemes / It's such a nice ideal / Too bad it's rarely real

Store (Carly Rae Jepsen) - I'm not that good at goodbyes / Sometimes it's best to just fly / Ask where we're going / Oh, I can't talk about it / Can't talk about it, 'cause…

Never Fall In Love (Jack Antonoff) - I was lying when I told you that I love you / Don't gimme your emotions / I was lying when I told you that I need you / Don't gimme your devotion / I will never fall in love

I Love It When Hot Guys Cry (Link Lauren) - I'm gonna rip his heart out for fun / Blood running, make him think he's in love / Sweet talk like I know he's the one, oh, yeah / I'm gonna rip him to shreds / Get him all tied up in my bed / And then I kick him to the curb when I'm done

DONTTRUSTME (3OH!3) - She wants to touch me / she wants to love me / She’ll never leave me / Don’t trust a ho, never trust a ho / Won’t trust a ho ‘cause a ho won’t trust me

[huffleypuffy]

I Dare You...

Draco Malfoy x reader (any house besides Slytherin sorry i luv u) smut

Warnings: smut!!! lots of it!! smutty smut!!! hot Draco

Word Count: 3946 (how??????)

It was Friday night and the Slytherins were throwing a party. They never invited any other house except for themselves. But you were invited, and you were a Y/H. You heard that some other fellow housemates had been invited too. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had been invited as well. No one really knew who invited the "outsiders" but you didn't really mind. All that mattered was that you were invited to your first party at Hogwarts!

You wanted to look good, just in case any handsome wizards were there. You knew Draco Malfoy would be attending since it was his house party, but he was the one you were aiming to look good for. You didn't have a crush on him, but you kind of fancied him. No one else knew and you wanted to keep it that way.

You put on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a purple tank top. Your shirt showed just the right amount of cleavage. You were preparing for anything to happen. You wore some basic flats on your feet and attempted to do something with your hair but it wasn't really working. You used a spell to make it wavy. That was better. You shrunk your wand and stuck it in the pendant on your necklace, just in case anything were to happen, like you did anytime you had no where to put it.

You looked in the mirror rethinking your outfit choice. Was it good enough? Or was it too much? You had to make a decision, so you decided to just stay in what you were wearing.

You made your way to the Slytherin common room. A Slytherin was standing there allowing or denying people to go in. He saw you and let you in right away.

You looked around inside to see a very chaotic atmosphere. There was music playing and people jumping and screaming. You hadn't seen anyone you were close friends with so you walked around awkwardly looking for someone to talk with. You spotted Hermione across the room and made your way over.

"Hey, Hermione! Did you just get here?" You asked.

"Oh hi, Y/N! Well I got here a few minutes ago and I was suppose to meet Ron and Harry but obviously they haven't arrived." She sighed.

"Oh I'm sorry about that. I didn't see them while I was on my way here, but I'm sure they'll be here soon." You assured.

"I sure hope so. There have been many talks about playing dare or dare. I do not need to get caught in that. Someone even mentioned a muggle game called spin the bottle! Have you ever heard of it?" She went on.

"Maybe. I just really don't know what you do. Is it that kissing one?" You asked sounding so innocent.

"Yes, very dreadful I've heard. Do you know who invited you here?" She asked.

"No idea. I was just about to ask you. All I got was a note in green writing." You answered.

"I got the same thing. I'm starting to regret coming here. Where even are th- oh there they are! Finally! I'll see you later, Y/N! I've got to go yell at them." She smiled running away towards Harry and Ron.

Alone again. This would be a long night. You saw a bunch of butter beer, pumpkin juice, and a couple other drinks on a table near by and made your way over. You picked up a butter beer and opened it and took a sip. Butter beer wasn't your favorite but there weren't many options to chose from.

"Enjoying yourself?" You heard someone ask.

You turned around to see a very handsome blonde in all black, of course, smiling at you.

"Hello, Draco." You smiled, "Yes I am having a nice time, thank you. Needs a little bit more excitement though, don't you think?"

"I would agree, yes." He said. "You look good tonight."

You felt your cheeks get a little red. You needed to hide any sort of feelings you had for Draco. Can you imagine what people would say or think? You didn't want to find out or even imagine. But you couldn't help it, his charming voice got you every time.

"Thank you." You smiled, "You don't look too bad yourself."

"Thank you, dear." He said taking a sip of his butter beer.

"Any game you would like to play tonight?" He asked moving a little closer to you.

"I don't really know any, never really go to these things." You replied.

"So what made you come this time?" He asked.

"A few things: first party, mysterious letter, and a certain person caught my attention. So I thought I'd give it a try." You tried to hide your smile.

"Oh really? Very interesting." He said. "And who might this person be that grabbed your attention?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Just a dashingly handsome guy. He's very smart." You leaned against the wall as he got closer and continued. "Very charming. Makes me melt."

He smiled at you. "Sounds like a guy who suits you." He got closer to you and rested his arm above your head. He still held his butter beer in his other hand.

"Well, you would know." You smirked looking down to his lips.

You really wanted to kiss him. But you didn't know if he did. His eyes kept going from your eyes to your lips.

He smiled and said, "Maybe."

What did he mean?

You waited for him to do something but all he did was look into your eyes and at your lips again. You tried to give a few more hints so he would finally kiss you, but it didn't seem to be working. Either he didn't understand, he just didn't want to kiss you, or he was a tease. All seemed possible. You bit your bottom lip and stared at his. He smirked at you and chuckled a little.

"I'm glad you came." He continued to smirk and set his butter beer on the window sill next to you. He ran his fingers across his lips.

A tease. Definitely a tease.

"I'm glad I did too." You couldn't take your eyes off of him. "Did you plan this?" You asked.

"Me? I could never pull this off, by myself at least." He confessed.

"So who invited me then?"

"It was originally Slytherin only, minus a few. But Blaise thought it would be a genius idea to invite others in. Not really wild about the idea but it'll add more excitement into my life." He laughed.

You were about to ask him if he invited you since he had dodged the question but someone had yelled that they were starting a game of dare or dare. Draco turned to see everyone running over to sit and looked back at you.

"You've gotta play this one! Real fun!" He smiled over the game.

Draco immediately rushed over and you followed behind. You saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione across the room looking terrified yet bored. You shrugged at them and sat down in the circle in between a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin.

"What's the matter, Potter? Scared of an ole game of dare or dare?" Goyle snickered.

Usually Draco would be the one to make these remarks.

Harry rolled his eyes and looked over at Ron and Hermione. Hermione looked disgusted with even the thought of joining and Ron didn't really know what to do. Harry and Ron sat down a few people down from you and Hermione rolled her eyes and joined in.

"Now it's a game. Whose first?" Blaise announced.

Blaise made Crabbe go first and the game went on for a couple more rounds before anyone acknowledged you.

"Hmmm... Y/N..." Pansy Parkinson said evilly.

Oh how you loathed Pansy. Everyone loathed Pansy though. It was a silent, mutual agreement.

Hermione looked worried for you. You were worried for you.

"I dare you to... hm." She paused to think. "I've got it! I dare you to kiss Harry Potter!" She squealed.

You saw Draco out of the corner of your eye turning red. He seemed pissed. He looked over at Pansy, glaring. When you looked at him, he saw you and immediately looked down at the ground. Harry looked confused. You didn't know what to do. Kiss Harry Potter? What good does this do anyone?

"Um... okay." You sighed.

"Not a quick peck either! Five seconds long at least!" She ordered.

Ugh.

You walked over to Harry who had no emotion on his face. You couldn't tell if he was scared or relieved that it wasn't someone else.

"She must be getting off to this..." Ron said making you and Harry laugh.

"Okay, let's get this over with." You whispered to him.

You both kissed for what felt like an hour, but you were counting to five in your head so you knew it wasn't. Finally, it was over. You walked back over to where you were sitting hearing everyone howling and screaming.

Draco was so red. You didn't understand what had him so upset. Maybe it was Pansy, she was a real bitch.

"Okay your turn!" She yelled at you.

"Okay, Pansy." You started off. "I dare you to leave the party."

As soon as you said this a laughter erupted from Harry, Ron, Hermione, a few others, and surprisingly from Draco as well.

She looked very angry at you.

"That is the worst dare ever." She complained. "Dare me to kiss Draco or something!"

Draco shot a glare at her again.

"Bloody hell!" Draco scolded. "Never!"

"Um, no one wants to see that. I'm not taking it back." You crossed your arms.

She humphed and stomped off into a hallway.

"Thank Merlin!" Ron yelled.

"Ronald!" Hermione said laughing a little.

"So who goes now?" Someone asked.

"I'll go." Blaise volunteered. "We're going to make this more exciting now."

All of his friends smiled at each other exchanging laughs and jokes.

"Draco... I dare you to go snog Y/N, in a random closet in a hallway until the party is over or until someone catches you!" He laughed.

You turned red. Could they have found out that you fancied him? The golden trio looked extremely sorry for you. You weren't sorry, just nervous.

Draco looked over at you smirking and shrugged. He saw you were red and winked at you. His cheeks were a bit pink too.

"Go get her, Draco." Blaise patted his back.

You both stood up and left the room to find an empty closet.

"Wild dare, isn't it?" He said trying to start a conversation.

"Yes. Very unexpected." You replied.

"Are... are you nervous?" He asked.

"Um... kind of." You said honestly.

"Don't be." He smiled grabbing your hand.

You smiled at him and he kissed your hand. What was happening?

You walked into a small, vacant closet. Draco closed the door and turned to you. He pushed your hair behind yours ears and cupped your face. You looked up into his beautiful eyes. You couldn't believe it was happening.

"Y/N, I have a confession to make." He whispered with your lips only an inch apart.

"Yes?" You edged him to go on looking into his eyes.

"I kind of always have fancied you... I never thought you were interested, though. I always thought of you as beautiful. You are so beautiful." He smiled.

You couldn't believe this was coming out of his mouth. You blushed and bit your lip trying to hide your smile.

"I have a confession too. I always thought you were so handsome and beautiful. I watched you from a far because I never thought you noticed me. But you're so... so captivating, Draco." You said making him smirk.

He still has your face between his hands. Your lips were still an inch apart. He grazed his lips over yours. You bit your bottom lip and looked down to his lips. He was staring at your lips barely touching them.

"Kiss me, please." You whispered.

He pushed his lips onto yours. Finally. You moved your hands to rest on his chest. He pulled you in closer and moved back against the door. He tugged on your bottom lip with his teeth making you whimper. He smirked and let out a quiet giggle. You giggled back.

"Why are you giggling?" He asked smiling at you.

"Never thought I'd be so luck to kiss you." You smiled against his lips, "Why are you?"

"Because kissing you is even better than I had imagined it being." He smiled kissing you again.

You felt your cheeks become warm. You felt treasured by Draco because of what he said.

He flipped you against the door and picked you up. His hands resting on your ass as yours cupped his face. He moved his tongue into your mouth and played with yours. You let out a soft moan. His kisses felt amazing after waiting for so long. It was like a monsoon after a drought. He put you down but kept you pressed against the door. He moved down to your neck and sucked on it.

"You're gonna leave a mark." You warned between groans.

"That's the point." Draco smirked up at you.

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smirk at him. He attached his lips back to your neck and sucked in a different spot. You looked down at him but he was looking at you already. He moved to a different spot keeping eye contact. He had left two marks already and was going to leave another. Your hands rummaged through his hair as you moaned softly. He released your skin from his mouth and stood up against you. Three marks.

You moved your lips against his and kissed his jawline. You moved him so he was against the door now. He was looking at you as you moved down to his neck. He chuckled a little as you left the first hickey. He groaned more as you sucked harder on the second spot. He bit his lip to try to control himself. You moved to a third spot and began sucking again. He let out another groan. You took off your lips and saw your third spot on his neck.

"We match now." You smiled against his lips.

He smirked at you and kissed you slowly. His lips were so soft. His hands moved down to your ass and he squeezed it making you jump a little. He snickered against your lips. You needed more of him. You started unbuttoning his shirt and started kissing his chest.

"Y/N, you don't have to." He began saying.

"No, it's okay. I want to." You said.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes, Draco. I want to." You answered.

He slipped out of his shoes and tossed them aside. You took off your shoes as well. You kneeled down in front of him and unbuckled his pants. He was staring down at you watching your every move. You pulled down his pants and took them off of him. You could see him bulging through his boxers. You stood up to kiss him on his lips while grazing your hand over his growing bulge and he pulled off your shirt. He ran his hands over your secured breasts. You kneeled down again. Your mouth was placed perfectly in front of him and you pulled down his boxers. His dick sprang out in front of you. You licked his tip and Draco groaned. You started pumping him in both of your hands. You stuck your tongue out and let his tip touch your tongue as it bounced out of your hands. You stuck him in your mouth and squeezed your cheeks together.

"Fuck." Draco cursed. He threw his head back against the door in pleasure as you pumped him in and out of your mouth.

You swirled your tongue around and continued sucking in your cheeks. You tried to take him in as much as you could without gagging. You could feel him twitching in your mouth as you sucked and licked every inch of him. His moans were getting louder and deeper. His voice became raspy.

"Oh fuck." He let out, "Baby girl I'm close, talk to me."

You smirked at his request.

"You like that, don't you?" You ran your hands along his length as he whimpered. "You like my lips against your long cock?"

You drug your tongue along him.

"Yes. Yes I do." He was trying hard to contain himself.

"I bet you can't wait to fuck me. Your dick pumping in and out of my tight body." You took him in your mouth and pumped him in and out.

He let out one last loud moan and released in your mouth. You licked him clean and came back up to his lips. He moved you against the door as you felt his hot breath against your ear.

"I can't wait to fuck you." He growled into your ear.

Draco had gone from soft, caring Draco to intense, frustrated Draco.

"Well do it then." You dared him.

As soon as you said this he tore your bra off and attached his lips to your nipple and pinched the other in his hand. A sensation of sweet pain went through your body. You moaned as he lightly bit your nipple. He broke off and kissed your lips. Both of his hands were still tugging at both of your nipples. He pulled them and made you groan into his mouth letting his tongue get in. It didn't last for long because he began placing kisses down your chest and ending at the hem of your jeans. He turned you to face the door. He tugged them down and placed a kiss on both of your ass cheeks. He pulled them off of you completely and threw them aside. He grabbed your ass in his hand and squeezed it. You let out a squeal that turned to a giggle. You turned your head as far as you could and saw Draco smirking. He pulled down your panties and threw them aside. You felt his hands push you to spread your legs apart. He licked down your slit making you wet. He flicked his tongue against you as you started breathing heavy. He licked his fingers and inserted one into you going slow.

"Next time I won't be that gentle." He warned making the hair stick up on the back of your neck.

He pumped a little faster and added a second finger in. You gasped as he immediately picked up the pace. He stood up still pumping his fingers and pushed up against you. You felt his cock on your ass and his smirk against your shoulder.

"Oh fuck, Draco." You groaned as he kept a steady, fast pace.

"You like that, baby girl? You like how I'm making you feel?"

All you could do was whimper. You couldn't speak because of your heavy breathing. He knew he was getting to you. You arched your back pushing your ass into him more. He snickered at the sight of you crumbling under his control.

"Fuck me." You begged.

"What was that?" He asked even though he clearly heard you.

You rolled your eyes at him and he pumped his fingers faster making you jump.

"Fuck me, Malfoy. Fuck me so hard that I can't walk." You yelled at him.

"As you wish." He pulled his fingers out and licked them.

He flipped you around to face him and said, "I want to see your face when you melt under me."

You smirked at him, remembering your comment from earlier. He picked you up and shoved himself inside of you. You yelled as he looked pleased with himself, staying true to his word. You clenched around him and he let out a groan. Your mouth gaped open still as he thrusted in and out. His hands cupped your ass perfectly. You dug your nails into his back as he went deeper. He felt so good going deeper and harder with every thrust. He groaned at the same time as you.

"Shit, you're tight." He said panting.

"Draco," You began saying.

"Yes?" He asked between grunts.

"Oh fuck, I want..." You were struggling to get words out.

He snickered at you and went faster.

"I want to ride you, shit." You finally managed to say.

You felt him jolt inside you. He smirked at you.

"My room?" He asked slowly thrusting.

You nodded as he placed you down. He pulled out his wand and the two of you apparated to his room, forgetting your clothes.

You both looked around to make sure no one was there. You pulled him over to his bed and pushed him down. He looked eagerly at you. You climbed on top of him and kissed his chest, dragging your wet spot along Draco's dick. He let a soft moan escape his parted lips. You placed him in your entrance and began bouncing up and down on him. He placed his hands on your hips to help you. The moonlight from his window was shining on you two only. His torso glistened. You began gasping as you found the right spot. You tried to hit the spot with every bounce and he did his best to help. You ran your hands up your body and squeezed your breasts.

"Keep doing that." He demanded.

You pinched your nipples as Draco helped thrust into you. You ran your hands over them, carefully massaging them. He couldn't look away from you. He was whispering profanities to himself as he watched you. You moaned from the sensation of him perfectly finding your spot with every thrust and also at your hands. You pinched them again causing Draco to throw his head back in pleasure.

"Mmm, baby girl I'm so close." He warned.

"Me too." You said stretching out the 'too' into a moan.

"Get me there." He whined.

You smirked at him, always so needy.

"Do you like the way I ride you, baby?" You groaned.

He bit his lip trying to ease his way into his high. You placed your hands on his chest and bounced more.

"Oh, baby. You feel so good in me." You moaned.

He flipped you on your back and thrusted in fast and hard. His eyes were filled with nothing but lust. He was groaning at your comments.

"Shit, you look so good laying beneath me under my control." He said as you felt him release in you. You let yourself go and arched your back. He ran his hand down your body and pulled himself out. He collapsed down next to you pulling you in to cuddle.

"How did we get here?" He chuckled placing a kissed on your shoulder.

"A wild dare." You smiled and rolled over to face him.

"What about now? What do we do now?" He pushed your hair away from your face.

"Well, right now we're just going to lay here together. But I think we should do this more often." You suggested.

He raised an eyebrow at you, "Maybe throw in a few dates?"

You nodded and smiled at him. He pulled the sheets over you two.

"Goodnight, love." He kissed your forehead.

Neither of you realized it but your clothes were still in the closet. When morning came, you had to wear a set of Draco's clothing so you could return to your dorm. The exchange of looks between students as you walked by was awkward, but Draco didn't seem to mind. He found it quite amusing.