#i never watched 5 night fred although i regret that now

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very important study . vital

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Dating George Weasley Would Include

Let’s get one thing straight, it doesn't matter what house you're in

Sure, it would be a bonus if you were in Gryffindor because that would mean he wouldn't have to sneak into your common room to be with you 

Blood status also doesn't matter to him

If he loves you, he loves all of you

The reason you and George are together is all thanks to Fred 

He had grown sick and tired of George constantly talking about you 

How pretty you were 

How nice you smelled 

How he felt butterflies every time you smiled at him 

The boy must have been in-love or something

On the other hand, Fred had found out you had feelings for George by constantly bugging you on the subject till you cracked and told him

Being the oblivious pair George and you were, neither of you had realised the others feelings 

This is when Fred decided to take matters into his own hands 

His plan consisted of locking both you and George in a janitors closet until you both confessed your feelings 

He had told you guys to meet him in this particular closet for an emergency meeting

With the two of you being so ignorant, you walked into this closet, wondering where Fred was and why he had chosen such a weird place to meet 

As soon as you guys crossed the line, that’s when Fred had locked the door 

“Fred! what are you doing? Let us out!” (you and George started to yell)

“If you guys want out, then there’s something you should get off your chest first”

You both knew instantly what he was talking about 

Fred’s plan was almost fool-proof except for the fact that both you and George had your wands and could just alohomora your way out 

Oh, wait...

Fred had known you too well and knew you both always left your wands in the dorm during free time before dinner 

“Fred this isn't funny”(George was starting to get on edge)

“Do you hear me laughing?”

The closet was small(but who said you found it a problem(; )

A couple of minutes passed 

“Look (y/n)...”(George began to say slowly)

“I- I like you”

“I like you a lot, more than a friend probably should”(was that his heart pounding in his chest George could hear?)

At that moment your head shot up to meet his gaze 

Did he just confess his feeling to you?

Did he feel the same?

Hope began to form in your heart 

“George...”(he was ready for his heart to be broken)

“I’ve felt that way since I first met you”(a smile began to break on your face)

When I tell you that that boys smile lit up the room 

Nothing more was shared at that moment except for a hungry kiss 

He had been craving your lips for awhile now 

Of-course the moment only lasted so long before Fred swung the door open

“Ew, gross guys!”

The two of you just grinned 

If you are not in Gryffindor, then your days usually consisted of sneaking into the others common room

It’s a usual thing

Cuddling on the couch 

Playing board games 

Your friends(and others in your house) are used to seeing George around 

Surprisingly, you guys have never been caught(thanks to the marauders' map)

He’s always waiting outside of the common room so you guys can walk to breakfast together

You guys always sit next to each other in the great hall

If you are in a different house, he will walk you to your common room at the end of the day and give you a kiss goodnight(which usually gets a bit heated)

Pet names

Darling and gorgeous are his most used

You can’t help but get butterflies every-time those words roll of his tongue

“Well hello gorgeous” 

Small forms of PDA

Hand holding 

Arm around your shoulder 

Arm around your waist 

Temple kisses 

Cheek kisses 

Knuckle kisses 

He LOVES it when you play with his hair and just melts into your touch 

I have a theory that the twins give the BEST hugs

Bear hugs that engulf you

Hugs from behind where he pulls you closer to him

(and he’s always so warm...like what?)

You love wearing his jumpers

Yes, they are always baggy on you

You love the smell of them though(strawberries, vanilla and a bit of a smoky hint)because it’s just like having George there

He gives you one of his jumpers to keep so you would stop stealing all his other ones

It’s your favourite item of clothing and you always wear it to bed

Your first “I love you” came out of nowhere

The two of you were in the common room studying for an upcoming test

You should have been in your bed by now but of-course this test was more important than your exhaustion

With papers strewn across the table and your hand cramping from writing, you continued with your work, although George had stopped

Suddenly, you had become aware of him gazing at you

“Can I help you?”

“It’s nothing, you’re just...so beautiful”

You couldn’t help the blush that bloomed on your cheeks

“I love you”

The phrase was just audible

You had looked up in shock unsure if you had heard right

George was yet to comprehend what he had said when it all hit him

“Oh (y/n), I’m sorry! It just sort of slipt out- I didn’t mean to say it- I mean I want to say it because I love you but not that-”

You just chuckled at his constant rambling

“George, calm down, I love you too”

“I don’t want to make you se- wait, what did you just say?”

“I love you too”(you said it gently)

“Really..?”(he didn't sound too convinced)

In gesture, you gave him a sweet kiss, melting into the moment

It seemed to calm his mind

Spending summer and Christmas at the burrow

Molly loves you 

She knits one of her famous sweaters for you for Christmas  

If you are muggle-born(or even half-blood), Arthur loves when you tell stories about muggle life 

When Ron was younger, he had a BIG crush on you 

Now when he thinks about it, he just gets embarrassed

Ginny looks up to you(and thinks you're a bad bish)

You and Ginny love to have sleepovers together and gossip about all the people in Hogwarts

You also get filled in on all her latest “love life” with Harry  

Fred is one of your best and closest friends 

He is happy that George found someone to make him happy 

You’re Fred’s wing-women(although he doesn't agree because you haven’t done the best of jobs)

You guys love to tease George together 

Although it’s mainly just Fred teasing you and George 

“Can you guys get a room?!”

It was in those moments that Fred may have regretted locking you guys in that closet 

As much as he loves you, he does get a bit tired of hearing George talk about you all-day(nothing changed since he confessed his feelings for you)  

Lee is also a close friend to you 

It was only inevitable for you guys to bond with the twins being best friends with him

Many times have the two of you tried to get back at Fred and George with a prank 

Sadly, the twins somehow always manage to know what you guys are planning 

Let’s just say they prank you guys twice as hard for trying to outdo the masters 

The twins are always playing “light” pranks on you 

From dying your hair bright pink

To slipping a small amount of love potion into your drink 

It’s always a risk being around the two of them 

They love to get you involved in their pranks 

This usually means standing guard though):

You remember this one time in potions when you were first learning about amortentia

There was a fresh batch of it at the front of the class and everyone around the room was trying to get a whiff 

“Do I even have to ask what it smells like to you darling?” 

You closed your eyes and gave a sharp inhale 

“Vanilla, candy apples and amber” (you had said it so innocently)

George’s face was painted in horror 

“What?!” 

He was in disbelief because he KNEW he didn’t smell of amber or vanilla 

“CEDRIC?!” (the twins spoke rather loudly in unison)

“But- I- wha-”(George began to stutter on)

At that point, you couldn’t hold in your laughter any longer 

“I’m only joking!”

When I tell you how quick that boy calmed down 

“Oh thank Merlin”

That was revenge for staining your teeth blue for a whole week!

In all honesty, the pained look on George’s face when he realised you may not love him pained your heart 

On the other hand, Fred thought it was hilarious 

(If) you play quidditch for Gryffindor, then you are a chaser, otherwise, you are whatever position you got placed into 

If you are not in Gryffindor, then you are always watching the quidditch game and supporting the twins(unless it’s your house playing)

He loves to find you in the crowd 

You’re his #1 fan 

Steamy kisses after the game

If they win the game then it’s going to be a lot more than kissing(;

He has ended up in the hospital wing a couple of times because of the game

It has never been too serious but you still can’t help but worry for him 

“You know, even with a black eye and bloody face, I’m still the better-looking twin”

Fred just cracked up 

“He must still be a bit loopy from all that pain killer”

If you don’t play quidditch, then George has defiantly tried to teach you

It didn’t go too well

You ended up falling off the broom at only 1 meter off the ground

Face-planted into the grass

Ended with you having a dislocated jaw

George felt guilty for the rest of the month and wouldn't stop apologising

Meanwhile, Fred had fallen on his ass from laughing too hard

Trips to Hogsmeade

Raiding Honeydukes

Dates at the Three Broomsticks

Drinking enough butterbeer to get tipsy 

Lots of puns and dad jokes 

You were once learning how to produce a Patronus in DA when someone had just spelled a deer

You looked over at George to see him struggling a bit with the spell

And that’s when the awful pun left his mouth

“Oh deer, I just can’t seem to produce a Patronus” 

You tried to hold in your laugh 

“Shove off Weasley”

He takes you to the Yule Ball

It’s a magical night 

Full of dancing 

Screaming the lyrics to the songs playing 

Drinking fire whisky that Fred had smuggled in

Drunk snogging to the point where Snape found you guys and took 5 points off each of you 

Dancing around the common room 

Sneaking into the kitchens to steal food 

Tickle fights(I feel like George is very ticklish)

Swimming in the Black Lake on a dare 

Snowball fights in the winter 

He never fails to make you laugh

He is more of the shy, reserved twin 

Sometimes you just have to remind him that he is loved and noticed 

He will compare himself to Fred and it will never be positive 

You will reassure him and hold him for however long he needs

If what he needs is a good vent then you are ready to listen no matter what you are doing 

He is more important 

He is also more of the jealous twin 

Don’t get me wrong, he won't go all psycho boyfriend when he sees another guy talking to you 

He respects you and knows you would never leave him for someone else 

But if there is flirting going on or the guy is trying to make a move 

Let’s just say his temper won't last long 

“Hello darling”

Que passionate kiss between George and you 

“Sorry mate, she’s already taken”

You had never seen a guys face go paler 

Or seen George go so smug 

He always knows what to do when you're sad

He will listen to your every last word if you have to vent 

Or he will hold you in his arms for hours while whispering sweet nothings into your ear if all you want to do is cry it out 

By the end of it, you can't help but feel just a little bit better because of him 

He loves to hear about your day and you can’t deny that he is the best listener

He low key has separation anxiety  

He LOVES to spoon

Definitely the big spoon

Although he can’t help but love to be the little spoon sometimes 

“Hey um...Do you mind if we?...”

“You wanna be the little spoon?”

“Yes please...”

He’s smiling on the inside 

He may be a little shy in public but he’s a freak in the sheets if you know what I mean(;

He’s usually top but it drives him crazy if you switch rolls 

I feel like he’s a hair puller?

Will always make sure you’re comfortable with everything 

Super gentle at times 

But also can be rough... 

Would never do anything that would hurt you 

Lots of cuddling after 

He loves to give you flowers just to see you get all flustered

One time he stole flowers from the school grounds

Little did he know, Mcgonagall had seen the whole thing

“Mr Weasley, are those flowers from Professor Sprout’s greenhouse?”

The look on his face was a dead give away

“Funny story actually Professor...”

Let’s just say it wasn’t the funniest of stories

Braiding his longer hair 

Showers together 

Piggyback rides to class

Studying in the library with Fred(but he usually just gets bored and leaves)

He reads to you 

Basically he is perfect in every way and will love you till the end 

[believeinthewolfstar]

The dinner

The war was over - actually that's not true - the war against Voldemort and the death eaters was over. Everybody had a personal war they were fighting now, their minds. They struggle with the concept of deceased loved ones, and that they were never to see them again. They regretted everything they hadn't done. Because everyone in the war, has lost their innocence.

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, were currently situated with Bill Weasley and Fleur Decor. Who were kind enough to let them stay, because they knew, that they had nowhere else to go. Neither of the 2 heroes had family's (anymore at least).

(Ron never returned to them in this. I hate the fact that Harry and Hermione had trusted him again)

Having them their helped the couple a lot. They helped around the house when Bill was at work, and (Harry) cooked for Fleur, who was currently pregnant with twins, one boy and one girl. Not having Ron their for them was new to the Heros. Especially Harry, when something happens sometimes he will turn around to tell Ron, either to have a nice laugh, or to console with. But, he was no longer their.

It hurt, yes. But what he said hurt worse. He knew he could never hate Ron, not really. Ron was the first person who really cared for him, he was the first person who ever cared. The person he trusted most, he was always there. Though, what he said will never leave him. They haunt his memories, like the plague.

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Harry sighed in defeat. He threw the sheets off him, in a hurry. He glanced down at the flannel pajama pants Fleur had gotten him, and shrugged. He opened the squeaky door as quietly as he could, and softly tip-toed his way, to the balcony. He stepped threw the sliding door, and the spring air hit his bare upper body. His back hit the wall, as he slide down slowly, gazing at the now lightning sky.

Hermione Granger had awoken when the squeaky door opened. She heard the soft pattering of her friends feet, and moved her tanned legs out of the bed with a slight smile. She adjusted her sports bra, and slipped on a pair of grey sweatpants, and tightened the hair band holding in her bushy hair, before opening her door, and following her friend.

She sat next to him, he tossed her a quick gaze, then reverted his eyes back to the light yellowish, blue sky. Harry had grown up In a home without love, hugs weren't shared, and there was never any ‘I love you's or ‘I love you more’s. Well, that's not true, their definitely was, just not for him.

And so, he yearns for hugs and kisses. In his Hogwarts years, he would often be found with Seamus snuggling, or sitting in Ron's lap wrapped in a hug, or with his head rested on Hermione asleep. It was normal, well it was for him and his friends at least. He had Learned over the years, that it was okay, to sling your arm over your buddies shoulder. He was like a big bundle of platonic affection. Although, he still did not know how to innate affection. He usually just puts his head in their shoulder and makes upset noises until they pay attention to him. (Harry at his finest *eye roll*)

So, their they sat. In each other's embrace, watching the sun set. Until the comfortable silence was broken. “Harry?” Hermione called, her voice as soft as a kittens.

“Whats up, ‘mione?” Harry responded after a quick minute, tearing his gaze away from the colorful sky, and onto his friends kind brown eyes. She doesn't respond, only tightens her arms around him. “Bill invited us to the Weasley dinner, tomorrow” Harry snorted passively, “bloody hell” he mutters afterwards, “I miss them.”

“Maybe we should go” Hermione suggested, shocking Harry. “Your not serious, right?” He began his sentence in a hard voice, but his mask quickly crumbled, and he ended with a small voice. Harry is so strong, but when it comes to the Weasley's his heart aches, he can't physically take much talk about them.

During the war, George had been body-binded to the wall, while Fred was pushed up against a sharp corner, a death eater wand pointed at the middle of his forehead, fear clouded his eyes. Though not as much for himself as for George, they were both halves of a whole, and Fred couldn’t imagine the rest of his life without George in it. He closed his eyes, hoping to will away the pain, that came with dieing, but no pain came. For a second he believes that it had worked, but there was a nagging voice in his head, and slowly he opened his eyes. In front of him he saw Harry, he used himself as a shield, and he had his wand pointed at the death eater Who, in turn, pointed the wand up at him threateningly, while Harry thrusted his wand in her face, challenging her. She was torn because ‘Does she kill him, but steal the dark lords kill. Or, let him be, and go against everything that she has ever known?’

Hermione, rubbed Harry's side soothingly, while he drowned in memories. It's a habit, that they had all picked up. All 5 of them, Dean, Seamus, Neville, Ron, and Hermione. They learned that his sides didn't hold any scars, for some odd reason his sides were never hit. The only part of him that was left unscathed after summers. So, it's an efficient way to sooth Harry without hurting him.  

Harry, ignored whatever Hermione said, and nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, and sighed. “I hate this feeling. It’s like I'm lonely” he paused and looked at her for a while “but, I'm not. I have you, Bill, and Fleur” His voice, slowly drowned out, into the morning. He hadn't seen, many people sense the war. He, Hermione, Dean, and Seamus often get together. He sees Dean, Seamus and Neville a lot. They always hang around together, it was something that helped him cope, his friends. People always underestimate how close they all are. He hasn't seen Remus or Sirius, he wanted to go to their wedding, but he couldn't bring himself to. He had sent them a letter. He explained, how sorry he was that he couldn't attend. He said congratulations, and told them to have a nice night. He also left some hints about something that he had never said, something that he couldn't quite  just come out and say.

He just  didn't have the heart to pretend anymore, he didn't want to be anybody but himself. No more masks, no more lies, no more hiding. He was done, but he couldn't get himself to tell them. And that's how the two  fell asleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, in the chilly morning sun.

------_the next morning_-------

Harry awoke silently, Hermione's short arms wrapped around his torso loosely. They were still on the balcony, but, they did have a blanket, that hugged their bodies tightly. Though, he didn't know how that got there.

He must have looked confused, because there was a quiet laugh beside them. The laugh was surprisingly deep, yet, quiet. Harry, recognized it. “Hey, Fleur” he called in a hoarse voice. Still tired from lack of sleep. She chuckled again, but in a soft, more feminine manner.

“You, need more sleep, 'arry” She told him, in her thick French accent. All the while, waddling in with her hand resting on her enlarged stomach. He groaned heartedly, while trying not to wake his sleeping friend. “tell me about it” he replied, pretending to glare at her.

She elongated a sigh, that was directed at him. She heartedly chuckled, while he picked up, Hermione. “can u open the door?” He asked Fleur, in a slightly strained voice. She did as told, and cracked open the door, so he could fit in.

Once they and put Hermione back In her room, Harry turned to Fleur, “do u need help with breakfast?”

“Arry? It's 2 o'clock”

“Oh…”

Fleur laughed again, making her way down the stairs. When they had finally gotten into the living room, Fleur sat on the couch next to Bill. And Harry, sat in the chair beside the coffee table.  Harry saw that Bill made worried glances in Fleurs direction, in which she responded with a supporting glance. Though, Harry side passed this with a skeptical look, his thought was it must have been the because if their baby twins, who were yet to be born. (She is only 8 month pregnant, but twins usually come early)

Yet, Harry was proven wrong when, Bill spoke up about his worries, and his eyes settled on Harry for the first time that morning. “Harry?” Bill said, in a tone that Harry pinned as worry, and maybe a little bit of sadness.

“Thats me” Harry replied sarcastically, trying to lighten the mood. Though Bill didn’t laugh, but Fleur did. Harry was trying to avoid whatever conversation was next, he tried to change the subject but it didn’t work. “Harry, I….I invited the family here for dinner” Harry’s heart clenched. Because ‘please don’t let that be true. I miss them to much for that to be true. They were my only family’

Before Harry could get his mouth to cooperate and say anything Bill spoke up again, “I’m so so sorry Harry. But, Sirius and Remus were coming, along with Andromeda and Teddy, they don't have enough room at the burrow, and otherwise they had to cancel it, and this means so much for them”He rambled on, desperately trying to get Harry, to understand. Or, maybe so that he didn't feel so bad about his rash decision. ( Just so you know in this, Tonks was rapped. That's how she had Teddy)

Once, Harry was positive Bill was finished he quickly replied back “It's okay, Bill” though, it wasn't okay, Harry said it anyway. Because quite frankly, he saw how worried he was about it, he knows that Bills heart is in the right place, with his family. Harry knows what lengths people go to, for family.

It wasn't okay, because his heart was aching. At the thought of the Weasley's, Ron, and the fact that he actually believed he had a family for once. Even though Ron quickly shot that idea down. It confused Harry because Ron was the person who believed Harry had a family with them the most. Sometimes Harry likes to believe that it was the horcrux that made him say that. Although, horcruxes can add random thoughts in your head that you hadn’t actually thought about. Well, at least that Harry knows of.

Harry's response, surprised Bill. “What?” He asked with an almost child-like innocence, which Harry smiled at, because he knew that the war had not changed him all that much. “I said it's fine, and it is. They are your family, and they need you as much as you need them” Harry chuckled as he watched Bill Gape at him, wide eyed, and open jawed. After a minute he said “What?” again, not believing that Harry was indeed okay with it.

Bill’s surprise still stayed present on his face, when he came over and enveloped Harry in a big bear-like huge. “Thank you, so much.” A smile Harry smiled a hesitant smile, as he said “ No problem, Bill”

A slightly lopsided smirk appeared on Harry's face, “But, only if I make the dinner” he bargained. Bills face looked aghast “you want to help cook?” Harry rolls his eyes back into his head, farther then he thought possible. “Don't I always, help cook”

Bills paused for a minute before saying “Well-its just that-I- I know that the Dursleys made you cook for them, and especially when they had company. So, I just didn't think that you would want to help” Harry smiled at Bill, because, he was kind enough to think of him. He valued what Harry thought, though Harry knows plenty of people do by now, he has his doubts sometimes. It's always good to be reminded.

Harry's face turned serious, and had a slightly solum look to it as he said “I know that you'd never treat me like that Bill. And, hey, I would never offer to do it if I wasn't okay with it, Bill.”

The mop of - yet to be combed- red hair flopped up and down with the movements of Bills head, as he nodded, in an almost eager like manner. Before saying “Okay, Harry. But if you changed your mind, don't hesitate to tell us okay” by now, Bills worry has quickly turned from heart warming, to bloody annoying in the matter of seconds. Yet, before Harry could say anything, Fleur groaned at her husband and In an annoyed tone she said “Shut up and listen to him, you prick!”

Fleur has always been super nice and caring, unless you get her angry. Or she's on her period, never mess with hormonal girls. You also never want to piss of a overly pregnant woman. (Harry speaks from experience)

A/n just so you know this isn't finished. How fo I finish this? Suggestions?

[quinlyandreveries]

Get to know me - tag

I was tagged by @maraudersmadness :)

RULES: You Must Answer All Statements and Tag 20 Peoples

So so so many questions O.O So here we go...

THE LAST

1. Drink: Water

2. Phone Call: My mum

3. Text Message: To my sister: ‘George had a son and called him Fred... that’s weird right? Like a middle name maybe but to name your kid after your dead brother would be a horrible reminder wouldn’t it? If you died it’d break my heart to have a kid called Becki’

4. Song you listened to: Waving Through a Window - Dear Evan Hansen

5. Time you cried: I’ve been an emotional mess today

6. Dated someone twice: Yeah (...big mistake)

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yes

8. Been cheated on: No

9. Lost someone special: Yeah

10. Been depressed: Yes

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Yeah

FAVOURITE COLOURS

12. Light blue

13. Burgundy

14. Yellow

LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15. Made new friends: Yesssss

16. Fallen out of love: No

17. Laughed until you cried: Yeah, it’s usually either with Becki or Evie :’)

18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yep, that as nice... 

19. Met someone who changed you: Definitely

20. Found out who your friends are: Always known who my friends are, I’m just struggling to cut out the toxic people

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: No

GENERAL 

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Like 98%

23. Do you have any pets: Hammy called Remus / Remus-Bear

24. Do you want to change your name: Nope

25. What did you do for your last birthday: Went to work then went out for tea with my parents and sister and then went for food and cocktails with Evie

26. What time did you wake up: 10:40am, it’s Saturday, I deserved a lie in :D

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: I think I was settling down to go to sleep

28. Name something you can’t wait for: Halloween

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Last night

30. What are you listening to right now: Watching/listening to Freaks and Geeks

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yep, lots of Toms

32. Something that is getting on your nerves: Achy ribs, painful back

33. Most visited website: Outside of work Tumblr I think or Google Drive

34. Hair color: Brown

35. Long or short hair: ...shoulder length, is that consider short or long? I have no idea

36. Do you have a crush on someone: I always have crushes on people, people are beautiful and interesting

37. What do you like about yourself: My smile sometimes

38. Piercings: Just my ear lobes

39. Blood type: Not a clue

40. Nickname: Friends on here called me Quinly or Quin and my friends that I grew up with tend to call me by my surname  

41. Relationship status: Single and looking for cats

42. Zodiac: Taurus

43. Pronouns: She/her

44. Favorite TV Show: Uhhhmmm, just one? I can’t pick just one; Terra Nova, Game of Thrones, Teen Wolf, Firefly

45. Tattoos: Three:

1. Because cats

2. For my grandpa

3. For Dom

46. Right or left handed: Right

47. Surgery: Never had surgery

48. Sport: I suuuuck at sport. My coordination is terrible, i’m too worried about failing to take part in team sports. School was a nightmare basically. However, running, running I enjoy 

49. Vacation: That’s very vague... the last one I went on? Oooor my next one or what? I’ll go with the last one. I went to Spain with my mum, aunt and their friend a few months ago and it was wonderful and relaxing

50. Pair of trainers: One pair

51. Eating: Nothing

52. Drinking: Water

53. I’m about to: Sort through the other things I’ve been tagged in to do because I’ve done nothing all day and now i’m not tired when I really should be

54. Waiting for: Ruby to wake up because timezones suck so bad and I didn’t get the chance to talk to her much this morning

55. Want: Someone to play with my hair because I’m needy and want comfort

56. Get Married: Yes I’d like to one day

57. Career: I’m the assistant manager in the online dept for a company. Dream job is to be a professional writer though and I’d love to have a book published one day

58. Hugs or kisses: Hugs and shoulder/neck kisses

59. Lips or eyes: Eyes

60. Shorter or taller: Doesn’t matter

61. Older or younger: See above

62. Nice arms or nice stomach: Hands

63. Hook up or relationship: Relationship

64. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER… 

65. Kissed a stranger: No

66. Drank hard liquor: Yeah 

67. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Sunglasses? Yeah, currently lost a pair, I’m sure it’ll turn up at some point

68. Turned someone down: Yes

69. Sex on the first date: Yes

70. Broken someone’s heart: Yes

71. Had your heart broken: Yes

72. Been arrested: No

73. Cried when someone died: Yes

74: Fallen for a friend: Yes

75. Believed in yourself: Yes

76. Believed in miracles: No, I believe in fate

77. Believed in love at first sight: No

78. Believed in santa Claus: When I was little

79. Kiss on the first date: Sure

80. Angels: No

81. Current best friend’s name: Evie

82. Eye color: Brown

83. Favorite movie: Probably Rocky Horror Show and In Your Eyes 

I’m not going to tag 20 people as I’m afraid to piss people off O.O Sooo no pressure to do this @cats-tea-and-poetry @chrlieweasly @wiledwolfstar @ravenclawslittleplush @canisconstellation and anyone that sees this and wants to do it... it’s a lot of questions O.O have fun... 

[libertineprophet]

got tagged by @agentalien​ bless u im so bored

The last 1. drink: my morning tea 2. phone call: my mum asking me if i got safe home  3. text message: my mum saying how much she misses me  4. song you listened to: im watching newsies atm so I Never Planned on You 5. time you cried: watching Okja T_T 6. dated someone twice: nope 7. kissed someone and regretted it: so many :’) 8. been cheated on: nope  9. lost someone special: yeah, too many tbh :( 10. been depressed: thats my secret cap, i’m always depressed 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: look, most of the time i drink i throw up 3 favourite colours: blue!

In the last year have you 15. made new friends: yes!! 16. fallen out of love: mm nah 17. laughed until you cried: oh god yeah 18. found out someone was talking about you: yes lmao 19. met someone who changed you: ehhh not in the last year 20. found out who your friends are: i mean, i’ve cemented who i can trust 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: yep 

general 22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: most of em 23. do you have any pets: yes i have my beautiful bastard cat Rupert (and i have three dogs in Cairns but they’re family dogs not mine) 24. do you want to change your name: YES YES YES i can’t wait to be legally Freddie 25. what did you do for your last birthday: had a partay at my house lol   26. what time did you wake up: 9-ish? 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching Nerve with my housemates

28. name something you can’t wait for: getting a job, finding true looooove, owning a hairless cat called Chicken Wing 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: if i’d been asked this two weeks ago it would’ve been five months, but considering ive just got back from cairns, I saw mum yesterday 31. what are you listening to right now: NEWSIES! (some legend put the pro shot on youtube and im living) 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah i’ve met a few toms in my life 33. something that is getting on your nerves: uhhhh several things lmao 34. most visited website: tumbler dot hell and facebook dot racism  35. hair colour: naturally brown, bleached blond 36. long or short hair: short, but i hope when i pass better i can have longer hair 37. do you have a crush on someone: no :’( where is my cute crush at pls show urselfffff 38. what do you like about yourself: uuhhhhhhh uhhhhh uhh hmmmmmmm i guess i have nice eyes???  39. piercings: three lobe piercings, industrial in my right ear, septum, and i wanna get a couple of cartilage spikes in my left ear and maybe a daith or tragus 40. blood type: no clue 41.nickname: Fred, Frederick, frederickson, ferdie.... these are all things Violet calls me lmao  42. relationship status: single af :( 43. zodiac: hi im adore delano and im a libra 44. pronouns: they/them and he/him 45. favourite tv show: currently Fargo, War and Peace (2016), Brooklyn 99, American Gods, Silicon Valley, Rick and Morty, and probs more but those are what im watching atm 47. right or left handed: im a leftie 48. surgery: none lmao, i’ve never been to the hospital funnily enough, although in the future i’ll have top surgery! 49. sport: what is a sport 50. vacation: this is vague lmao but the Haus of Sin rlly wanna go away somewhere like Tassie or NZ or something 51. pair of trainers: i have a $10 pair from kmart lmao

MORE GENERAL 53. eating: i had ramen for dinner, gonna eat the rest of it for breakfast when i stop feeling my Daily Morning Nausea 54. drinking: im on my second tea 55. i’m about to: cry abt Davey Jacobs....... 56. waiting for: Baby Driver! Meeting Edgar Wright! Getting my MIFF Schedule! (maybe meeting Geoffrey Rush!) 57. want: financial security, a job, a bf/gf..... more cats 58. get married: nah 59. career: ill take anything right now (but id like to be a barista or a bartender because thats what im trained for), but the dream job is some kind of writer/director for either film, television, or theatre

WHICH IS BETTER 60. hugs or kisses: porque no los dos 61. lips or eyes: eyes 62. shorter or taller: im short so i love taller partners 63. older or younger: i’ve dated someone younger than me and it was a mess, plus i have a bit of an old man kink so.... older lmao 64. nice arms or nice stomach: strong arms are a weakness of mine, but soft tums are cute too 65. hook up or relationship: relationship please 66. troublemaker or hesitant: im a shit stirrer with anxiety

HAVE YOU EVER: 67. kissed a stranger: ya lmao 68. drank hard liquor: yes very frequently lmao  69. lost glasses/contact lenses: i lost a pair of sunnies in a lake, and i lost my old glasses on a drunken adventure (they’re either in a river, or in a sports field somewhere that Vi and I climbed a fence to get into because trespassing is something you’ve gotta do as a rowdy teen) 70. turned someone down: Ya lmao 71. sex on the first date: i haven’t, but i might if the sparks there 72. broken someone’s heart: uhhh yeah lol 73. had your heart broken: yeah lol 74. been arrested: nah 75. cried when someone died: yeah 76. fallen for a friend: ha ha ha. yes. 

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 77. yourself: I’m trying to!!! 78. miracles: uh yeah sure why not 79. love at first sight: i believe in lust at first sight, but the best part about love is falling slowing as you learn more about someone  80. santa claus: no lol 81. kiss on the first date: yah sure 82. angels: nah

OTHER: 83. current best friend’s name: i have a whole bunch of best friends soo 84. eye colour: brown 85. favourite movie: lmao i don’t have a favourite but i do have a top ten (in no particular order) so here have that: The Fall (2006), Whiplash, Jurassic Park, Her, Reservoir Dogs, Withnail and I, Hot Fuzz, Moulin Rouge, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and Dead Poets Society

tagging @delusions-of-decency, @sadnessandplants, @gaysforhillary, @pettedavis, @chungkingforest, @gwendolinechristie, and @deadwright

[dreville]

You are not alone

This is for the March trope challenge issued by the @hprarepairnet​ and the @slytherdornet. The pairing is Draco and Neville, the trope is Care Bear Stare (although it is more appropriately a combo of You Are Not Alone and You are Better Than You Think You Are, but neither of those are specifically love tropes).   Fanfic, 5k words, general audience.  This is chapter 5 of ?.  Previous chapter is HERE.

Since the chapter is 5k words, I put the rest after the jump:

A lot of unbelievable things have happened to Neville in his life, but standing on the streets of London being hugged very tightly by Draco Malfoy had to be in the top 5.  He took a deep breath, thinking about the look in Draco’s eyes right before he’d launched himself in Neville’s arms.  He’d been overwhelmed by the praise Neville had given him.  Like he’d never had a sincere compliment before.  It made him want nothing more than for Draco to be showered with praise, always.  That he wanted this for a boy that he used to fear and loathe, just went to show how topsy turvy the war had made everything.

Neville took another deep breath, but this time was distracted by the scent of Draco’s hair. He wanted so much to kiss Draco again, but he’d been serious earlier about not wanting to get in trouble with the muggle police.    

Neville glanced around, and saw the Hopping Pot a block down.  He hadn’t been paying attention to where they were going, but they must have doubled back after the park.  He murmured into Draco’s ear.  “Draco? How about I buy you a drink this time.”

Draco pulled away, he could tell reluctantly.  Neville pointed to the pub’s sign.  Draco nodded, his smiled subdued.  They went back inside, and this time they both ordered fire whiskeys.  Draco was very quiet.  Neville wondered if he felt embarrassed by his display of emotion. He tried to think of a topic of conversation.  “You know, it’s interesting that we both felt the first spark of feeling for someone at the Yule Ball.  I wonder why that is.”

Draco’s smile grew a little. “I think for me it was because it felt like we were taking a significant step into adulthood.  Dress robes, dancing.  There is a formality and grace to it.”

“That makes sense.  I really loved the dancing.  I stepped on Ginny’s toes a few times before I got it right. I loved it so much, I didn’t want the night to end.”

“Did you dance with Fred?”

Neville shook his head. “He spent the whole time glaring at Cedric and trying to dance with Angelina in as filthy a manner as he could get away with under Professor McGonagall’s watchful eye.  Looking back, I think his strategy was flawed.  If he’d been dancing with another boy, I think that would have set Cedric off for sure.”

“That makes sense.  A girl isn’t a threat because there’s no interest there.”  Draco paused for a bit.  “I didn’t dance with Blaise either, he still didn’t know I was alive then.  It’s a shame.  Such a romantic setting, and neither of us got to experience actual romance.”

Neville gazed at him. “I’d love to go to a ball with you. I bet you look incredible in dress robes.”

Draco adopted a conceited smirk and ran his fingers through his white blonde hair.  “Well, how do I respond to that without sounding immodest?”

Neville grinned.  “I’m serious.  With your build and your features, you’re the epitome of elegance. Even with your suit off you’d be elegant.”

Draco raised his eyebrows, “With my suit off?  Elegantly naked?”

Neville flushed red. “I…uh…bloody hell.  I meant you’d look elegant even in a t-shirt and jeans.”

Draco snickered.  “I know what you meant.  I just wanted you to picture me naked.”

“It…worked.”  Neville sipped his fire whiskey, trying to regain his composure by thinking about something benign, like plants.  His thoughts fell on the flowering plant that Roselyn had donated to Hogwarts.  This made him remember something he’d shoved to the back of his mind.  “The Restoration Ball!”  He stared over at Draco.  “I’d completely forgotten about it.  It’s in two weeks.”  The Restoration Ball was being held a few weeks before term started as a thank you to all the folks who contributed in some way to getting Hogwarts rebuilt. When he got the invitation, he debated with himself for a few days, but ultimately decided not to go.  He was afraid it would just make him feel even lonelier.

Draco’s expression was inscrutable.  “Ah yes, I’d forgotten about that as well.  I got an invite because we donated money to refurbish the Slytherin dungeons. I threw it in the trash immediately.”

“Because you didn’t have someone you could take?”

“That, and because literally everyone there would hate me.”

Neville frowned. “None of your friends are going to be there?”

Draco gazed at him, sadly. “I thought you might have figured it out when I talked about why I no longer wanted to see Blaise.  You see, my new outlook on life after coming back from China has had a rather drastic effect on my social life.  I’m kind of in a no man’s land right now.  I’ve always been hated by people I was cruel to growing up, which was pretty much any house that wasn’t Slytherin.  I was hated by even more people after becoming a Death Eater. And now, the few friends I had left hate me for being a blood traitor.  Literally the only people on earth who want to have anything to do with me are my parents and Cassandra.  And now you.”  He said the last bit, softly.

Neville felt a constriction in his chest.  “Merlin’s beard, Draco.”  He had to fix this for Draco.  People needed to realize that he’s changed and give him a second chance.  “Why don’t you come to the ball with me.  It’d be a chance for people to see that you’re different now.”  

Draco shook his head. “I don’t think I can face that many unfriendly faces at once.  There’s going to be a lot of people.  I can deal with something like a quidditch match, where I can ignore everyone but the game and the person with me.  But a ball involves a lot of socializing.”    

Neville worried his lower lip with his finger, thinking for a few moments.  Then he had an idea.  “I know! Let’s go to the Burrow tonight. Spend a couple of hours with my friends and let them get to know the new you.  I already know Harry will meet you halfway, because of how you and your mother helped him.  They’re good people, capable of forgiveness.  Even Ron.  And if you survive tonight, then when we go to the ball, people will see the Weasleys being friendly to you and know that something’s changed.  What do you say?”  Draco looked pensive, and didn’t give him an answer.  “Please, Draco.  I really want to take you to the ball.  And not just because I want to see you in dress robes.  I…I can’t stand the idea of you being isolated.  You need to get back out there in society.  Your transformation has given me hope for healing, and I think it would do the same for others.”

Draco drained the rest of his fire whiskey, then held up his glass for another.  “Neville, there’s something I need to tell you.”  He took a deep breath.  “I’m really touched that you want to mend the rift between me and the wizarding community.  But it doesn’t matter.  Even if people do forgive me, I’m not going to be around for the healing to happen.” He looked up at Neville, something like regret in his eyes.  “I’m going to America.  Cass goes back next week to spend some time with her family, and then in a little over a month, I’ll be joining her.”

Neville stared at Draco in confusion, then his eyes went wide as he thought he understood what Draco was saying.  “You’re not…you’re not actually going to do what your father wants?”

Draco frowned. “What?  You mean marry Cass?  Merlin, no! I meant Ilvermorney.  I’m going to be the apprentice to the Potions Master.” He sighed.  “When Cass came to visit a month ago, I was at the lowest, most lonely point I’d ever been.  She was like a breath of fresh air.  The wizards in America have heard of Voldemort and they knew about the war going on here, but they didn’t pay attention to details.  She had no idea about death eaters or our role in the war or any of it.  I was a completely blank slate to her.  I began to daydream about going to a place where I’d be a blank slate to everyone.

One day we were chatting about our respective schools and our favorite classes.  I mentioned that I’d always had an aptitude for potions.  She said that she didn’t like her potions master, he was too cranky and needed to retire.  His apprentice was much better, but at the end of term last year he suddenly got married and move to California.  They’ve been scrambling to find someone to replace him, but it’s been difficult because the potion master is notoriously hard to get along with.”  Draco drained his second glass of fire whiskey, set it down and pushed it away.  “On impulse, I wrote the school and said I was interested in the post.  They reached out to Professor Slughorn for his opinion of my skills.  Apparently he was reluctant, but consulted Snape’s portrait in the Headmaster’s office and decided to give me a good recommendation.  They gave me the position.  August 27 is when term starts.”  

Neville felt more and more crushed as Draco told his story.  Draco was leaving.  In a matter of weeks he’d be gone.  An entire ocean away.  Neville’s dreams of courtship had been stupid after all.  Draco never had any intention of getting serious with him.  His voice trembling with hurt, he asked “Why did you agree to go out with me if you’re leaving, Draco?  Am I some sort of last hurrah?  Because I’ll tell you right now that I’m not into that.  I don’t do casual flings.”

Draco shook his head, his eyes widening.  “I’m not into that either.  Look, I know I shouldn’t have said yes.  I realized you were someone that could be very special to me, and the timing of this really sucked, so I should have just said no rather than start something that was doomed.  But I couldn’t help myself.  It was the first time in years someone that I was attracted to showed an interest in me and I couldn’t ignore it.  I was worried that if I didn’t go out with you, then I’d go to America unable to stop thinking of you and wondering what might have been.  I reckoned it was better to go out on the date, since it would probably end up a disaster anyway.”

Neville frowned.  “You thought our date would be a disaster?”

Draco shrugged.  “You hated me for years, Neville, and for good reason.  I guess I figured at some point you’d remember it and we’d end up hexing each other right there at the quidditch match.  I’d then go to America with a clear mind.  Except that’s not how it turned out.  Instead we’ve just spent a delightful evening not hexing each other and now I feel awful because it’s going to come to an end.”

Neville felt better that Draco hadn’t planned to just use him and throw him away, but he still felt cold at the idea of him leaving.  “Does it have to come to an end?  Can’t you just change your mind and not go?”

Draco shook his head. “I’m committed for the school year. I can’t leave them in the lurch without an apprentice.”

Neville’s pulse quickened. “Just for this school year?  What happens after the year is over?”

Draco shrugged.  “It’s meant to be a trial period to see how well I get along with the potions master.  He’s known for being picky and typically goes through several apprentices before he settles on one he likes.  I don’t have a Plan B if the apprenticeship falls apart, but the possibilities are endless. I could stay on in America and figure things out.”  

“Or you could come back to England,” Neville said insistently.

Draco gave him a rueful smile.  “Well, that wasn’t an option I’d considered since I didn’t expect there to be anything to come back to.”  

“But there is now.  Or there will be.”  Neville gave him a determined look.  “I have one month to do whatever it takes to convince you that you will want to come back to England.  I accept the challenge.”  

Draco stared at him in amazement, and then chuckled.  “You are such a Gryffindor.”

Neville threw down a couple of galleons on the bar and held out his hand.  “Come with me to the Burrow.  We don’t want to waste another second.  A month is a very short time for a courtship.”

Draco blinked at him. “Courtship?  Are you courting me?”

Neville continued to hold out his hand and gazed intently at Draco.  “I am if you want me to.”  With a dazed smile, Draco put his hand in Neville’s, and they immediately disapparated.

They arrived just outside the perimeter of the Burrow.  There were enchantments in place to keep intruders out, but clearly they were expected because they walked down the lane without any resistance.   When they were close to the house, Draco stopped Neville. “Promise me you won’t leave my side? I don’t want to be alone with any of them.”

Neville squeezed his hand. “I promise.”

“Also, I..I’d like you to kiss me again.  No muggle police around now to arrest us for indecency.”

Neville’s lips curved in a smile, and he reached over and grasped the lapels of Draco’s suit jacket and pulled him in.  Neville leaned his head down and captured Draco’s lips with his.  As they kissed, he let go of the lapels and reached up to run his fingers through Draco’s silky soft hair.  Draco made a sound against Neville’s lips and pulled him closer.  Draco was so responsive to him that Neville found himself thinking of what else he would respond to.  But it was too soon for that.  He lifted his head, breaking the kiss.  “I think we better go in, now.”

“Maybe wait just a moment to cool off,” Draco said in a shaky voice.  Neville nodded his agreement.  They both took several deep breaths, and then finally went up to the door and knocked.  It flew open immediately, enchanted to open for visitors that are welcome.  They stepped inside and saw Weasleys scattered around the living room, and spilling over to the dining room and kitchen.  

“Neville?”  He glanced over and saw Ginny bound up to him, grinning ear to ear.  He opened his arms and she gave him a big hug.  “I’m so glad to see you.  I heard you made it to my game.  What did you think?”

“It was brilliant of course. I felt a bit bad for Wood, you were relentless.”  Ginny laughed, her cheeks red.  “Draco was pretty impressed with your strategy.  He was telling me all about it.”

Ginny’s smile faltered and she looked over at Draco.  Neville was apprehensive, knowing that Ginny hated Draco’s father.  Harry told Neville all about Tom Riddle’s diary, and how Lucius was the one responsible.  Ginny nodded politely.  “Draco. I’m glad you enjoyed the game. Even though I heard you were rooting for Puddlemere.”  She folded her arms, lifting her chin.

Draco smiled ruefully. “It’s always been my favorite team. I have to say though, if they were going to lose, at least it was to a worthy opponent.  You really are very talented, I can see why the Harpies snapped you up.  I’m pretty sure they only won because of you.”

Ginny blushed even more. “Well, thank you.”  She dropped her arms to her side.

Draco raised one eyebrow. “I do have to ask you one thing... Given that Oliver Wood used to play with your brother and Harry…I’m wondering, did either of them give you inside tips on how to defeat him?”

Ginny’s mouth dropped open. Oh crap, Neville thought.  What was Draco doing?  Was he going to offend the very first person he encounters at this party?  

But then Ginny burst out laughing, her expression slightly guilty.  “Of course Harry didn’t, he’s much too honorable.  But yeah, George gave me a few pointers.”  She shrugged.

Draco nodded approvingly. “All’s fair in love and quidditch. I would have thought less of you if you didn’t take advantage.”

She shook her head and laughed again.  “Well, if I ever play against any of your former team mates, can I count on you for some tips?”

“Absolutely.”  Draco grinned.

She nodded slowly, and Neville could see her assessing him.  “Well, have fun you two.”  Then she flitted off.  

Neville breathed a sigh of relief.  “Oh man, I thought we were done for right out the gate.”

Draco linked his arm through Neville’s.  “Sorry, I had to know.  It was bugging me all night.”

Neville suddenly felt a hand clap onto his shoulder.  He looked back and saw it was George, who had his other hand on Draco’s shoulder.  “Hello Neville, Draco.”  George’s tone of voice was dripping with mischief.  “You know, Ron’s been telling me that you’re practically married to your job as an Auror. And what better way to consummate the marriage then by shagging a death eater.”

Neville tensed and quickly turned around to face George. “He’s not a death eater anymore,” he said earnestly.

George chuckled.  “I know that, you gullible bastard, I’m just having a go.  Ron told me all about the horrible mangled mess on Malfoy’s arm where the dark mark used to be.”  Neville relaxed slightly as George winked at Draco.  “Let’s see it, then.”

Draco, who had looked angry at being called a death eater again, was now bewildered.  “Excuse me?”

“The scar.  I have to see it.  You know you want to show it off.”  George waggled his eyebrows.

Still looking discombobulated, but now fighting a laugh, Draco pulled his sleeve up.  George’s face was rapturous.  “That is the most brilliant thing I’ve ever seen.  You’ve completely obliterated it.  Take that, Voldy!  You old pile of ashes!  I can see why Neville’s drawn to you, Draco.  Everyone loves a good scar.  It even worked for Bill.  I sometimes wish I hadn’t grown my ear back.  I could have pulled loads of girls if I’d kept it looking like a gnarled stump.  I mean, hearing is overrated anyway, right?”

Draco laughed, and he stared at George like he wasn’t sure what to make of him.  Neville chuckled, “George’s gallows humor is legendary.  It takes some getting used to.”

George shrugged.  “It’s the quickest way to sort out the boring people. If someone is put off by my jokes, then we’re probably not going to get along.”

Draco cleared his throat. “I..uh, I’m actually glad for it. I’m a bit nervous being here, so it kind of broke the ice for me.”

“Nervous?  Don’t be.  As long as you treat Neville the way he deserves, we won’t have to lock you up with the family ghoul.”

Draco looked up at Neville. “I’m in trouble, then, because I think he deserves way better than me.”  

“Good answer!”  George clapped him on the back hard, causing Draco to stumble a bit.  “I’m gonna get you two drinks.  Your hands have been empty too long and you know how Mother gets if we’re not bombarding our guests with refreshments.  I’ll be back in two flicks of a wand.”  He bounded away towards the kitchen.

Draco blew out his breath. “Well, that was an experience. Was Fred like that?”

Neville nodded.  “Very much.  But they weren’t exactly alike, I could tell the difference.”

“Was it difficult to be around George after Fred died?”

Neville nodded again. “After the funeral, I pretty much avoided the whole family for awhile, except for Ron, of course, since I worked with him.  And it was a long time till I could bring myself to go to Diagon Alley.  I mean, their shop has a giant statue of their likeness.  But eventually it got better.  Time heals all wounds.”

“Well, not all wounds.” They turned at the voice and saw Bill standing there.  He was smiling and pointing towards the scars on his face.  

Neville gave him a hug. Then he introduced Bill to Draco. Draco shook his hand.  “Are you the one who works with dragons?”

Bill shook his head. “No, that’s Charlie.  I didn’t get these from a dragon.  It was a werewolf named Fenrir Greyback.”  Neville saw Draco’s smile fade and all color left his already pale face.  

Draco took a shuddering breath.  “Greyback did that to you?”

Bill nodded.  “You knew him, didn’t you?”

Draco blinked several times, looking ill.  “He spent a lot of time at Malfoy Manor.  But I didn’t get to know him.  Whenever he was around, I bolted myself in my room.”  

Neville felt sick.  “I can’t believe your father let a beast like that into his home, around his son.”

Draco looked away. “I’d say what I did was much worse. I let that beast into Hogwarts.”

Neville exchanged glances with Bill.  He knew that Bill received his scars that same night, defending the astronomy tower. Bill shook his head imperceptibly. He didn’t want Draco to know. Bill cleared his throat.  “Well, that beast was defeated by none other than this young man right here.”  

Draco turned his head back to face them.  “I know,” he said feelingly.  He gazed at Neville, the same way he had the day before when he was praising Neville for his courage.  Neville’s cheeks reddened.  Bill just raised his eyebrows.

George came back with their drinks.  He had Harry with him.  “Blimey, that’s the most ardent look of hero worship I’ve ever seen.  We may need to hose him down.  What brought this on?”

Bill chuckled.  “We were just talking about how Neville defeated Greyback.”

“Oh, that old news.  I thought maybe you’d done something recent. Hey Bill, have you seen what remains of Draco’s dark mark?  It looks revolting.  I almost vomited.  Show him, Draco.”

Draco looked exasperated and Harry laughed.  “Looks like it’s your turn, Malfoy.  I had to put up with everyone staring at my scar for year.”  Draco rolled his eyes and pulled up his sleeve.  

Bill gave an appreciative whistle.  “That looks like it might be worse than the burn mark on Charlie’s leg.  Hey, Charlie.”  Charlie looked up from stuffing a mince pie in his mouth.  He ambled over.  “Show us the burn on your leg.  We’re comparing scars.”  

Charlie chuckled and complied.  “I got this one at the triwizard tournament, when I was trying to wrangle that Ridgeback.” The patch on his leg was definitely almost as red and scarred as Draco’s arm.  “I’m still not sure how Harry escaped without a mark on him.”

Harry shook his head. “Well, it helped that I was running away from the dragon.”

Molly popped her head out of the kitchen and said that she needed George, Bill, and Charlie to get something out of the attic for her.  They went ambling off and it was just Neville, Harry, and Draco.  Draco turned to Harry and cleared his throat.  “Harry, um…I was wondering if you and I could have lunch some time and talk?  I…I’d really like to know more about my cousin Sirius.  I’ve tried to ask my mother, but she didn’t know him.  Most of the family avoided him out of embarrassment that he was a blood traitor.  But now he’s the only member of my family I have something in common with.”

Harry smiled softly. “I’d be happy to tell you all about him. Although honestly I think you have more in common with Regulus.”

Draco’s face, which had started to brighten, fell in vexation.  “You mean because we were both death eaters?”

Harry quickly shook his head.  “No!  I mean yes, but not just that.  It’s not widely known, but before he died, Regulus renounced his allegiance to Voldemort.  It’s an amazing story and I think you will be pretty proud of your cousin once you hear it.”

Draco’s eyebrows shot up. “Really?  I had no idea.  Yes, I would absolutely love to hear more.”

“How about tomorrow? The Leaky Cauldron?”  Draco nodded and beamed at Harry.  Neville felt an odd prick of jealousy, but squelched it. This was exactly what he wanted.  Healing for Draco.

Neville glanced over and saw Arthur approaching.  He suddenly felt more anxious than ever.  Neville had gotten to know him pretty well since they both worked at the Ministry and sometimes had lunch together.  Arthur was very kind, gentle, even jovial with everyone he met.  But when it came to his family, he did not suffer fools. Given how much they had suffered either directly or indirectly at the hands of both the Malfoys and Blacks, Neville couldn’t say for sure just what Arthur might do.  He didn’t always agree with his wife, so the fact that Molly had included Draco in the invitation to the Burrow didn’t mean that the patriarch would be just as welcoming.

Arthur stopped in front of him and smiled gently.  “Neville, it’s so good to see you here at the Burrow again. Welcome back.”  He reached out for a hug.  Neville embraced him back.  So far so good.

Arthur then turned to Draco and held out his hand.  “Welcome to the Burrow, Draco.  I trust that my children have been pleasant to you, so far?”

Draco smiled tentatively and shook Arthur’s hand.  “Yes, sir.  Everyone is being very kind.”

“Then I take it you haven’t seen Ron, yet.  It may be best to give him a wide berth this evening.  I hear that you spent time in China recently.”  At Draco’s nod, Arthur’s eyebrows knit together in a curious frown.  “I was wondering if you could tell me just what exactly chopsticks are to be used for?”

Draco’s lips twitched again into a smile.  “They’re eating utensils, sir.  Like a fork, but requires a bit more finesse to hold.”

Arthur nodded, fascinated.  “And your parents?  Are they well?”

Draco gave him a stunned look.  “I…I…my parents?”  Looking extremely discomfited, he said, “Forgive me, sir.  I know you’re just trying to make polite conversation with a guest, but I don’t think I can respond pretending that you actually care about the answer.”  He held Arthur’s gaze with as much dignity as he could muster.

Neville tensed.  He couldn’t really blame Draco.  It had seemed that Arthur was going to stick to small talk, but then quickly changed course. He watched as Arthur regarded Draco for a few moments, a small smile playing about his lips.  “I quite understand why you would think so.  Certainly in the past I wouldn’t have cared if the earth opened up and swallowed Lucius Malfoy whole.  We are complete opposites in every way that matters except one – we are both fathers.”  Arthur blew out a sigh.  “One thing about war, it really reveals our priorities.  And I respected the choice your father made at the Battle of Hogwarts.”

Draco looked away, huffing, “It was too little, too late.”

Arthur’s eyes tinged with sadness.  “Ah.  I think I have my answer, then.  Your parents are not doing well.”  Draco looked back at Arthur, scowling.  “You see, I know all too much what it’s like to have a son estranged from me.”  He glanced Percy’s way.  “Hopefully someday you will reconcile.”

Draco’s expression was defiant.  “I wouldn’t hold your breath, sir.  I’m not as sure as you seem to be that he really cares about me all that much.  If he did, he wouldn’t be constantly pestering me to continue the Malfoy name.”  Neville could tell that he was striving for control, but it was obvious that the topic of his father was a touchy one.

Arthur smiled bemusedly.  “You’re angry because he wants grandchildren?”

Draco’s lips tightened.  “Sir, you had a gay son.  Surely you understand why that would be a source of contention.”

Arthur nodded contemplatively.  “Fred and I only discussed it once, but I do remember him telling me he wished he could pass the Weasley hair on to his kids.”  Arthur chuckled at the memory.  “I guess it’s fortunate that I’m so fascinated by muggle practices.  I showed him an article in a muggle medical journal about artificial insemination.  They really are quite inventive!”

Draco stared at him in bewilderment.  “Artificial what?”  Neville felt his tension melt away as he tried not to smile.  He knew what this was about.  Fred had told him.

Arthur smiled brightly.  “Insemination.  I bet Hermione knows all about it, her parents are in the medical field.  Oh, Hermione?”    Harry, who had been standing by silently as they talked, put his hand up to his mouth, trying to stifle a grin.  Neville wasn’t sure what was funny.

Hermione looked up from her conversation with Ginny and came over.  “Yes, Mr. Weasley?”

He put his arm around her.  “Your parents are dentists.  Tell me, have they ever performed artificial insemination on a surrogate mother?”  Harry choked with laughter, pressing his hand harder against his mouth, his face turning beet red.

Hermione gaped at Arthur, unable to speak for a moment.  Then she finally managed to say, “Teeth, Mr. Weasley.  I’ve told you before, they only work on teeth.  No other parts of the body.  Just. Teeth.”

Harry no longer tried to contain himself.  He roared with laughter, tears streaming down his face.  Hermione giggled and gave Arthur, who looked befuddled, a kiss on the cheek. Draco was thoroughly confused, and Neville promised to explain later, laughing too hard to attempt it at the moment. Draco rolled his eyes, but grinned in response to the infectious laughter.  Neville started to feel more at ease and hopeful that his plan, to show Draco that he was no longer alone, was going to work.   It was nothing less than what he deserved.

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1. Your first OC ever?

It was a vampire in the Beyblade universe, her name was Tru Darling and I was 14, don’t judge me lol

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

I have a personal soft spot for Eleanora ‘Nora’ Argent obviously. She’s the first fully fleshed out character I’ve created and I thought about her for a year before I started writing. I’m just super proud of her.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

The same beyblade fic I had made friends with some folks on ff.net and basically added them as characters. By the time I was down there was like 20 OC’s in the story and it wasn’t finished. It was a mess lol.

4. A character you rarely talk about?

Mika Parker, she’s a poly-sterek fic I started to work on but she never got very far. I might still write her some day. She helps spark!Stiles control his magic and come to grips with his attraction to one Derek Hale

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

Ooooo it’s hard to pick, but I think I’d have to go with Nora. Just because I’m like 18 chapters in and I just really want to see people love my little broken bird.  

6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?

The only ones who aren’t related that look somewhat alike would be Gabriel and Valentina and only because they’re blonde and blue eyed. Not really anything other than that.

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

Eleanora and Gabriel are part of The Moon Huntress (latest chapter here)

Frankie and Ben Connelly are part of Above All Else which is in the process of being written. (learn more about them here and here)

8. Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here!

I don’t RP sorry

9. Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else?

I’m willing to allow crossovers or fan works but I would like to be asked first although those who’ve already made me stuff no they have full permission ;)

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design? 

All of them lol I love writing complicated characters what can I say? 

11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”? 

Not sure what’s meant here, but Frankie is all smiles and sweetness on the surface...

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

I can’t pick just one lol.... a few OC’s that I’ve read so far are and they’re all great. If I miss someone I’m sorry.... Ellie Connor, Piper Dean & Merikh Amor by @lady-baratheon Fred Ackerman by @susiesamurai Emery Duran, Diana Chang & Bianca Larson by @dubonet Maddie Hayes by @anarchxst Arianna Patrakis by @fraysquake and there’s so many more my brain is just not functioning right now.

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs? 

My biggest troublemaker would be Gabriel from TMH, he’s not even fully introduced into the fic as a real person and he’s causing all kinds of problems ;)

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory 

Eleanora Argent thought she was tough as nails, but being back in Beacon Hills hunting a rogue alpha werewolf throws her world for a loop. And the addition of Derek Hale in her life only helps to complicate things. Her family has a code, but what's her code?

15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?

Like it? I love it! And I love hearing about others OCs as well. Anything you wanna know ask away and I’ll try my best to answer.

16. Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)? 

Probably Frankie, she’s super smart and not afraid to go after finding something out she doesn’t know about. Unfortunately she doesn’t have much time to study.

17. Any OC OTPs? 

Obviously Eleanora x Derek for sure..... my OTP ride and die.

18. Any OC crackships?

A few Eleanora paired with @lydamartin‘s Oliver always has amazing things. And I have a feeling her with @dubonet‘s Will Martin would be interesting as well. And I also love her with @susiesamurai‘s Kevin ;)

I’ve always thought Gabriel and @papermoon262‘s Alex would be really interesting if they could survive each other lol.

Frank with @dubonet‘s Dylan Larson has been interesting lately as well. And Ben could be interesting with either @catgrant‘s Gwen Lodge or @lady-baratheon‘s Piper Dean  

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

20. Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?

The one that would probably sing would be Valentina and it’d be a soft sweet voice singing something in Russian

21. Your most artistic OC

Nora for sure, if she was in AU she’d be finishing art school and have a thriving career illustrating graphic novels or something similar. She draws allot to try to sort her mess of a head out.

22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how? 

Nora again, I sometimes get the feeling people think of her allot like Kate but I hope that the more you read the more people realize they couldn’t be more different.

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

Frankie has changed allot but it has to do with development as she doesn’t have a story fully yet. Also watching the first episode of Riverdale changed some things in my head.

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

Probably Nora so I could give a hug she wouldn’t take ;)

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

There’s allot of myself in Nora, hard to write some of the traits without including myself or having personal experience but I feel each of my characters has a small part of me in them. Yes even Gabriel... :D

26. Have you ever had to change your OC’s design or something else about them against your will? 

I changed Nora FC after joining tumblr and realizing that I wanted to learn to edit and it was just to hard to find good stuff to makes edits with her original FC. 

27. Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song? 

I’m one of those people who writes with my entire music library on shuffle so there’s probably some crossovers from my favourite songs but not inspired exactly no.

28. Your most dangerous OC? 

Definitely Gabriel, there’s nothing more dangerous than a man with no morals, he’s the true definition of beast when it comes to werewolves.

29. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going?

Pretty much all of them... they’re all pretty much lone birds if you know what I mean.

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection? 

I wanna say Gabriel because it’s just too funny but probably more like Frankie, she wants to be mature but she’s just a small child inside.

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

Frankie’s would be lots of pink, sayings reblogged and lots of fashion and hipster blogs reblogged.

32. Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why? 

Nora.... girls got skills!!!!

33. Your shyest OC?

Probably Frankie, she’s shy to go after what she truly wants.

34. Do you have any twin characters?

No I don’t

35. Any sibling characters? 

Well Eleanora is Allison Argent’s sister

Ben & Frankie are siblings.

36. Do you have OC pairs where the other part belongs to someone else (siblings, lovers, friends etc)? 

Eleanora is paired with Derek Hale and Gabriel and is siblings with Allison Argent and daughter to Chris and Victoria, Niece to Kate, Granddaughter to Gerard and Friends with Stiles, Isaac, Erica and Boyd.

Gabriel is paired with Eleanora.

Valentina is paired with Oliver Queen.

Frankie is paired with Jughead Jones and becomes friends with the gang. Sister to Ben.

Ben is paired with Ms. Grundy and is friends with FP. Brother to Frankie.

Mika is paired with Stiles and Derek and Friends with Jackson.

37. Introduce an OC who is not quite human 

Mika is a talented spark and emissary from England that is a member of the pack Jackson ends up in. She meets Stiles through Jackson and then Derek through Stiles. She’s a fun loving but no nonsense when it comes to magic kind of girl.

38. Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer? 

Valentina is very good on her feet and could whisk you away ballroom style.

39. Introduce any character you want 

Valentina has climbed the ranks of the Bratva for the past five years. All without a care about what Oliver Queen had been doing since their last meeting. The last time they spoke one of them was laying on the ground bloody and beaten and the other stared coldly down. 

She had been 20 at the time and full of rage and a need for revenge. Now when Church is busy destroying Star City the Bratva bring in their best enforcer and assassin to take him down. Her mission is to strengthen their holdings in the city and it’s not long before she runs into it’s new Mayor.

Seeing her again brings up questions for Oliver and gives his new team more reasons to question his methods. But can he stop her from adding another name to her ever growing list of regrets? Or is she too well trained by the Bratva for even Oliver to stop her when she gets her target.

40. Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share!

The fact that Nora is basically the reason I’ve gotten to meet all you amazing people, love ya.

41. Has anyone drawn fanart of your OCs? If yes, maybe show a picture or two here (remember sources & permissions!)

No I haven’t had any drawn I’ve had many awesome other edits made for my characters and I love them all.

42. Which one of your OCs would be the most interested in Greek gods? 

Probably Gabriel ;)

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

I don’t think I do.... 

44. Something you like about your OCs in general

I love that they’re all fun to write for in different ways...

45. A character you no longer use?

That original OC lol.

46. Has anyone ever told you that you treat your OCs badly?

A few times teehee....

47. Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child? 

A few times teehee....

48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure

None of my characters are pure......

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

Probably Frankie or maybe Gabriel in a weird way....

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

I just want to thank everyone who continues to support me and my OCs I love you all. Even if it’s just reading these and not comment or liking or anything I still love that you take that time. I just want everyone to love my children like I do :D

Wow this is a beast, sorry some of my answers aren’t longer... 

@papermoon262

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Barcelona 3-0 Manchester United (agg 4-0): Lionel Messi and Philippe Coutinho strike at the Nou Camp

If there were any illusions, Manchester United now know how far they must travel under Ole Gunnar Solskjaer. The gulf that exists between them and the elite of the European game.

A panicked opening aside, this was as comfortable as the scoreline suggests, the game never in doubt after 20 minutes, Barcelona and Lionel Messi superior, the weakness in this United group heartlessly exposed. When Alexis Sanchez came to a warm reception with 11 minutes to go, it was a reminder.

The player that United broke the bank to recruit is essentially a Barcelona cast-off. Those that are good enough to make it at Well Camp will not be leaving for Old Trafford any time soon. Barcelona is the home of the best in a way Manchester United has not been for some time now.

Lionel Messi can & # 39; t stop smiling after giving Barcelona a two-goal lead after just 20 minutes at the Nou Camp

The Argentine skipped through to the edge of the Manchester United box before sending a fairly tame shot at goal

However, Messi's shot slipped through the grass of David the Gea to gift the Catalan giants their second goal of the game

United & # 39; s Spanish goalkeeper hunches about after making a weird mistake to give Barcelona their second goal at the Nou Camp

] MATCH FACTS, PLAYER RATINGS AND MATCH ZONE

BARCELONA: (4-3-3) Ter Stegen 6.5 ; Sergi Roberto 6 (Nelson Semedo 71, 6 ), Pique 7 Lenglet 6.5 Jordi Alba 7 ; Rakitic 7 Sergio Busquets 7 Arthur 7 (Vidal 75, 6 ); Messi 9 Suarez 7 Coutinho 7 (Dembele 81)

SUBS NOT USED: Cillessen (GK); Malcom, Umtiti, Alena

GOALS: Messi (16, 20), Coutinho (61)

BOOKINGS: Suarez (77)

COACH: Ernesto Valverde 8

MANCHESTER UNITED: (4-3-3) De Gea 4.5 ; Jones 5 Lindelof 5.5 Smalling 5 Young 5 ; McTominay 6 Fred 4.5 Pogba 5.5 ; Lingard 5.5 (Sanchez 80), Rashford 6.5 (Lukaku 73, 6 ), Martial 4.5 (Dalot 65, 6 )

SUBS NOT USED: Romero (GK); Mata, Andreas Pereira, Matic

GOALS: None

BOOKINGS: None

COACH: Ole Gunnar Solskjaer 6

REFEREE: Felix Brych (Germany) 7

MAN OF THE MATCH: Lionel Messi

VENUE: Nou Camp

* Ratings done by Chris Wheeler

For more of Sportsmail & # 39; s fantastic MATCH ZONE feature, please click here .

Lionel Messi breaks the deadlock with a superb solo effort by firing a left-footed shot into the bottom corner of the net

Philippe Coutinho (No. 7) arguably scores the goal of the game after finishing off a well-worked Barcelona move with a long-range effort to make it 3-0 on the night

Messi has not scored at the quarter-final stage of this competition since April 2013 against Paris St Germain – although he has had 50 shots – but he made up for it here.

As for Philippe Coutinho, any thoughts he may have cause to regret his move from Liverpool, will be countered by nights like this – and the goal that the scoreline the emphasis it deserved.

Messi played a long crossfield ball from deep in his own half to Jordi Alba, who found Coutinho on the overlap inside. The cut towards the center once more and a delightful curving shot, high and over the reach of David De Gea.

If Barcelona were disappointing at Old Trafford, this win and 4-0 aggregate outcome are a reminder of the standards they continue to set. Standards that United can only dream of reaching right now.

The problem for Manchester United was that everything was on their side but the one aspect that matters most: quality.

Messi blows a kiss to the stands at the Nou Camp after superbly breaking the deadlock with brilliant solo effort

The Barca talisman nutmegged United midfielder Fred before sending a wicked left-footed shot to the bottom left corner

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Messi watches his shot nestle into the inside side netting of De Gea & # 39; s goal with the Spaniard unable to reach the shot

Messi (left) celebrates with Philippe Coutinho (right) after the Argentine gift Barcelona an early lead on Tuesday night

They had Ole Gunnar Solskjaer at the wheel, they had their history at this great stage and the night it gave them in 1999, they had the mythology that has built around their transformation this season, the comeback in Paris and the idea this could be their year , as it was for Chelsea and their unlikely steward, Roberto Di Matteo, in 2012.

One problem with that. They couldn't live with Barcelona after a sprightly first two minutes. In that period United took their hosts by surprise, hit the bar and fumbled a second good opportunity. Had either of those chances gone in, who knows?

The fact is, they didn't, and Barcelona are not the type of team to let mistakes in front or goal slide. Take yours because you sure as hell know they will take theirs. Well, enough of them, anyway. If Barcelona took every chance that came their way, they would have made a difference in the hundreds of each season.

So when Marcus Rashford broke through after just 35 seconds and, instead of a firm low finish, tried a hybrid chip, clipping the bar or Marc-Andre ter Stegen, there were immediate thoughts it could be a pivotal moment . So too the pass that found Scott McTominay in a ridiculous amount of space immediately after.

The ball got trapped under his feet and the danger passed; and with it, maybe, the hopes of Manchester United. When Barcelona first scored they could content themselves with the knowledge the mission had not changed: they still needed to score twice to progress, as at the start.

Coutinho made it 3-0 with a fantastic long-range effort as The Gea was beating all ends up in the United net

The former Liverpool playmaker hit his effort from outside the box which fle w into the top-right corner of the goal

Coutinho is congratulated by his Barcelona team mates after scoring their third goal of the night and fourth of the tie

The Br azilian celebrates by raising a finger to the crowd while Rashford waits to restart the game

The second, however, was a killer. Now United needed three at Nou Camp, against a team that had not surrendered a first leg lead at home in European competition since succumbing to Metz in the 1984-85 European Cup-Winners Cup. And there was nothing beyond that first two minutes that suggested they had it in them.

It wasn't just the errors that lead to the goals that highlighted the difference here. In the ninth minute, United had the glimmer of a break on. The ball fell to Paul Pogba in the vicinity of the center circle: and the shot at goal.

Would a Barcelona player have tried such a stunning piece of self-indulgence? The ball flew high and harmless, over the bar, in Stegen's recovery never in doubt. It wasn't the action of a player thinking of his team – and Barcelona are, first and foremost, a team. A very, very good team.

With one quite extraordinary individual, obviously. Yet Lionel Messi never plays as if the event is about him, even if his genius often makes it so. He does not go it alone, if a team mate is better placed, he does not always occupy position A. And yet, operating a deep lying forward, he is averaging better than a goal this season. Incredible.

First, before the Messi show, United had to survive a penalty call. Fred got a foot in, and in doing so sent Ivan Rakitic rolling, rolling, rolling, like a ball on a downward slope at Augusta National.

By the time the Croatian came to rest referee Felix Brych was pointing to the spot. At which point VAR did its thing and Brych trotted about to see confirmation of his judgment. And a good thing he did.

Ivan Rakitic (center) goes down inside the United box under the challenge of Fred (right) in the first half

Match official Felix Brych points to the penalty spot after demotion Fred & # 3 9; s challenge as a foul inside the area

United players surround the German referee after the awards Barcelona a penalty during the first half

After being advised to review the decision by VAR , Brych watches the incident again at the side of the pitch

After watching replays of the incident, Brych overturns his original decision and signals that no penalty has been awarded

The first replays the tackle looked good, in the second it looked like a foul, but a close up of Fred's foot as he made his challenge showed he won the ball. No penalty. Justice done. Not that it matters; within ten minutes United were 2-0 down.

The first goal started with Ashley Young getting in a tangle that served up the ball to Messi. The pair had shaking hands as respective captains before the game and one can only hope Young made the most of the benign nature of that moment. His other engagements with the player were more difficult, to say the least.

Messi Beat Fred and Glided Fits Phil Jones who, with his white plaster headband appeared to come pre-injured, probably to save time. He shaped to shoot and Chris Smalling puts his arms behind his back to guard against handball.

He needn't have been bothered; Messi doesn't hit it near enough to obstacles for that to be a problem. He sweetly curled it out of David De Gea’s reach. There was nothing the finest goalkeeper in the English game could do. Sadly, the same could not be said or the second goal.

Messi came close to grabbing his hat-trick but his overhead kick got used to just wide as Suarez tries to get out of the way

Marcus Rashford came close to breaking the deadlock within 60 seconds a fter his shot hit the crossbar

Paul Pogba acknowledges the match official after he is pulled up for a foul on Arthur in the first half

The blame lies with De Gea but, for United, problems start when Fred attempts a Cruyff turns perilously close to his own penalty area.

Frankly, Cruyff wouldn't have attempted a Cruyff turn in that position – and he knew how to do them, too. So Fred lost the ball to Messi, who again left Jones in a different post code and hit the ball low.

It wasn't his finest effort and should have easily stopped but the often infallible The Gea made arguably his biggest error since his first season in English football. His weakness then was crosses and the physicality of the English, but no such excuses here.

This was a simple shot and the ball squirmed horribly underneath The Gea's body. He reappeared after half-time to find Barcelona's fan bowing down in mock admiration. Real Madrid will have no doubt watching, too. A sobering night all round.

Scott McTominay (left) tries to dispossess Barcelona center back Clement Lenglet (right) during their clash at the Nou Camp

Luis Suarez bursts fits United & # 3 9; s Brazilian defender Fred during the opening stages of the second leg at the Nou Camp

Pogba is brought down by Rakitic (right) as United had everything to do in the first half of their second leg in Spain

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