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drkcnry67 · 4 years ago

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quidditch, confession, press conference

A/N: ah day 16, @obxmermaid this is another confession. this time we find the minister of magic and some of his council appear to the school for the annual christmas quidditch match. but when you and draco are invited to speak with fudge after the match things get spoken that should have stayed secret... this takes place the end of christmas break.

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

prompt: telling those who teach and guide you (ministry of magic)

mentioning @sweetness47

25 days of hogwarts

yours and draco’s rivalry was obsolete in the eyes of the school, but in the eyes of the ministry was still very much alive. you and draco had kept up the ruse, at the behest of the professors who wanted you and draco to stay safe till it was time to let the ministry know.

well that day was much closer than you all knew. today is the annual christmas quidditch match. slytherin and ravenclaw were to play in this tournament it was a great honor when your house gets chosen to play this tournament.

getting into your gear you had spelled the tent so no one would be able to hear your thoughts.

YN (to self): get a grip girl, the minister of magic is arriving for the match and you need to go into this with a nice clear head. hopefully we get through this day without any hiccups.

just as you finished speaking those words the tent opened. you felt your heart leap...

YN: are they almost ready for us?

Draco: relax love, they know it takes time to prepare for such an event. your trembling, are you sure you want to do this?

YN: do we have a choice. everyone has turned out to see this match.

Draco: then lets put on the show of our lives.

Draco smiled as he walked over to mount his broom as you stood there as well mounting your broom both of you listening to fudge announce your entrance.

Fudge: welcome each and every one of you student, teachers and family alike to the annual Christmas quidditch match. This year the rival houses of ravenclaw and slytherin will face off in a treacherous game. The team players are on the field the Captain's of these 2 teams and their famous rivalry are Yn for ravenclaw, and Draco malfoy for slytherin!

That was your cue both of you flew out onto the court... You took your position, Draco took his. The scowling looks both of you gave was the stuff talked of in legends, but non the less it was only an act...

The game went strikingly along till you and Draco were face to face with the defence, but everyone was watching the look exchanges between you and Draco.

Numerous dignitaries had their eyes focused on you and Draco for the entire game, you goaled, Draco got a point. it volleyed back and forth for a while then you were going in for the final goal.

YN: come on love take this goal away from me

Draco: are you sure

Yn: yes your turn to win. Take this victory for your house. We still have to meet with fudge. And it's been almost 3 hours of this game. Lets end this once and for all.

Draco: talking about the game or telling fudge about us

Yn: both

That was all you had to say Draco knocked himself into your side and stole the ball out of your hand, you looked shocked of course when he did to play the game still.

Draco scored the final goal for slytherin. The crowd cheered, your team gathered round you as they all watched as you and Draco made the central congratulations from one captain to the other, cameras flashed, people cheered, you then led your ravenclaws back to the tent and made plans for a next practice after christmas break.

you then left your ravenclaws and went to the captains tent. you knew draco would be busy for a while and you needed to clear your head...you went behind the change cover for the ravenclaw side and got out of your quidditch outfit, and into your relaxed ravenclaw uniform.

you came out from behind the cover and saw a figure outside the tent.. you drew your wand under defencive purpose.

YN: whoever is outside the tent, i should warn you, im armed with defensive magic right now and i will not hesitate to blast your butt.

thats when the figure outside spoke,.

Draco: love its me... please unspell the tent...

you forgot you had spelled the tent so you could change in peace... you lifted the spell and draco walked in he spun you around and gave you a kiss. he let go of you so he could go behind the cover and get changed while you finished writing out the practice schedule for your ravenclaws.

Draco: are you seriously writing out your practice schedule already babe?

YN: of course i am... does this really surprise you?

Draco: no it doesnt... i love how dedicated you are... your ravenclaws worked really hard out there... it seems like they are finally coming to terms with your relationship with me...

YN: yeah i had a talk with my ravens... they all agreed to support me and be happy for my new found happiness... it was easy for them to see it as they only have 2 more years with me as their house prefect. plus it helped that they all were just pretending to be angry with me for hiding us from them to appease the other students.

Draco: well i guess that would help. the slytherins were accomodating as ever... i mean its slytherin its full of a bunch of grumpy butts. they all know how to be kill joys at a party but it didnt matter cause they all knew my secret and speaking of which are you ready to tell Fudge about us...

YN: no but it needs to be done. you almost ready love?

Draco comes out of the cover a few moments later and stands beside you in the mirror.

Draco: one day hopefully soon we will be able to be a normal couple, living normal lives, being as one in a normal way in public with our future looking bright. now lets go to see the minister...

you and draco left the captains tent casually chatting but were stopped by the press... who were all asking tons of questions bout the match and how you both were getting along...

after being hounded, answering questions and posing for photos, you both headed to the transfiguration classroom, where you were both told to meet the minister there for a private meet and greet.

You both walked into the room and stood still until both of you heard your names called.

Cornelius: approach children for there is nothing to fear.

You both approached. Draco choose to stand still while you sat on a nearby table.

Cornielius: I am very impressed by that match today... I love a good quidditch match in the morning, very well played.

Yn: thank you Minister.

Cornielius: I sense some tension... Please speak freely children for its with an open heart that I have come here today.

Draco moved to stand behind you before he spoke.

Draco: sir, almost 2 years ago, I fell in love with this girl right here. We kept our relationship a secret and we felt our love grow we had to get it out in the open. My parents found out and tried to kill us. Yn's parents know and accept us. Her extended family tried to crucify us last week. And our fellow students and friends have accepted our happiness all we are missing is the blessing of the ministry. The professors of hogwarts can back this up with their own testimonies of how much we have not let this forbidden relationship affect our school work, our daily lives or anything we just have the need for the blessing of the ministry so we can continue to make plans for our future.

Yn: we accept any punishment you deem worthy for this crime. But if it's a crime to love then we surely are guilty to death, cause I love this man, what he says is true, I love him more than my own life... I would die for him as surely he would die for me. I can't imagine my life without him.

The look on the ministers face made you and Draco move close but not too close for the fact that the minister hadn't spoken yet.

Cornielius took his wand and wrote out a fire message and sent it off. Before another word could be spoken the door to the classroom opened welcoming McGonagall, flitwick, Dumbledore and Snape into the room.

Cornielius: these children have told me they confessed to the 4 of you and more people that they are in a relationship, outside of the rules is this true.

Dumbledore: cornielius, what these children have said is true... Yes they were punished by us accordingly as well as some resentment from their fellow classmates, their houses and friends. But they understood that was the consequences of their actions. In the end of things I was the one who gave final judgement and saw that they are just 2 people who against all rules and laws fell in love. They didn't commit any crime except that of love, which if I'm not mistaken is a 100% human emotion and its a good thing to have some change. Which is why at hogwarts as of a week ago I implemented a open inter house relationship policy. Draco and Yn signed this document and all its missing to be released to the public is the signature of the minister. Please take a look at it and sign it if you agree.

Fudge sat down at the desk as Dumbledore placed the document in front of him, everyone in the room stood still and quiet as the wait for the ministers decision was killing you and Draco inside and out.

Draco: I know this isn't the best time to say this but Yn I am so sorry, being with you has only put you in trouble. I don't regret being with you at all. These years have brought trials to us that just made me love you more than my own self. I love you so much and I am happy now to say this out loud. When my parents attacked yours in the restaurant in London, you stood vigilant and radiant to my own whim. It's made me the happiest to spend little moments of my day with you every day for the last 2 years.

Upon hearing this the minister cleared his throat, before you could say your response, cornielius spoke.

Cornielius: I cornielius fudge minister of magic now having witnessed the love between these 2 students do so sign this document of peace in a new order of open romantic relations between the 4 houses of hogwarts. In other starters, no punishment needed for these 2 children have done nothing wrong. They instead were trying to pull for a change without even knowing it. The love these 2 have is unbreakble and to not sign this would make these times that we live in alot worse. people should be free to love who they want to love.

you and draco now standing beside eachother...

YN: wait wait so does this mean draco and i can be anywhere in the wizarding community and be together publicly happily as a couple. free to marry when we are old enough.

Cornielius: yes thats what it means. and as minister of magic i would be happy to bestow my blessing to your marriage when the time comes.

draco picked you up and spun you round. it was the highlight of your christmas break. well the end of it anyway. draco placed you back on your feet and kissed you. the professors all chatting and happy for you both made you smile.

YN: thank you all of you, the support and respect is overwhelming and we can't thank you enough for this... if there is ever anything we can do to repay your kindness minister please let us know.

cornielius simply walked right up to you an draco and smiled.

Cornielius: keep winning hogwarts those quidditch games and make us the best. make us good enougn to compete in the world cup, make us good enough to win the cup.

with that the room was cleared, the 4 professors all left as well, that was when you and draco went to stand on the balcony. the fresh snow starting to fall, make the perfect scene for you both to share in a moment of passion.

~with that a new legacy begins but there is more to this story stay tuned.~

#obxmermaidholiday

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brigirl3 · 4 years ago

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DbD Fanfic Chapter 2

Still haven’t thought of a title.. If you cannot find part 1, this fanfic is also on Ao3 under “ Trial Run ( Please give me feedback! )”

Enjoy

The return to camp was dire, between the panic running and the blaring of the sound nothing could be said. Tensions were high and the fact that you couldn’t keep up would be a death sentence, barely anyone would stop to help you. It was uncertain what would happen if they were injured or even killed outside of the trial, someone would have to be mad to find out. The flame of the Fire grew bigger and bigger indicating their approach upon the main camp. Out of breath as they ran the whole way back, they all collectively passed out around the base of the circular pit. For awhile nobody dared to say anything, the fear of the siren was drilled into their minds and they weren’t stupid enough to forget the danger it carried with it. 2 people came forth from the group that opted to stay behind curious to see what the commotion was. Quentin approached looking as ragged as ever while Feng rushed over to Meg. Before Meg could say anything, she snatched some of the fish away from her, “ WHat the-,” then she ran off. “ YEA IM OK THANKS.” Jake couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene unfolding before him, “Still charming as ever.” Meg huffed before rolling on her side, a hopeless attempt to better her irregular breathing. Quentin assessed the group, whatever little food they had was all over the place and the people were near death’s doorstep after that hellish run. “..Is there anything I can do?” His voice had a deep and raspy tone, like a cold had an unrelenting grip on his throat; it carried a weird but comforting charm to it. Dwight gave him a warm smile, “ No Quinn but thanks for asking.” Nea was slouched over her knees, “ I fucking hate this place,” frustrated she tried to stand, her body nearly betrayed her but she caught herself. “ We all know what that siren means a little too well.” Annoyance took over her face but it disappeared as she turned to Dwight, a playful smirk replaced it, “ So What’s the plan boss? How shall we prepare for battle?” At a loss for words and breath he glanced in Bill’s direction. Bill straightened himself before speaking up, “ Ok.. let’s all just try to get some sleep it has been a long night.” Their group looked dead on their feet, barely able to stand up straight or listen to anything without fighting the urge to pass out from exhaustion or lack of breath. “ We can’t go into the next trial like this, better come prepared to fight than give the enemy an easy victory.” Dwight nodded in approval of Bill’s words, he then gave his signature smile of reassurance that was their hope and driving force. With nothing else left to say Bill dismissed everyone off to bed.

The camp around the Fire wasn’t much but it was something resembling home, there were designated rooms or dwellings here and there for specific people. Other than that the camp was a pretty open area. Rooms contained certain things that were relevant to a specific survivor, anything from interests to who they were before the entity claimed them was up for grabs. Naturally the only way to get these items was to do consistently well or amuse their “god” during the trials. Everyone is granted a bed when they first arrive, which is so generous of the entity considering the fact that it enslaved them for an indefinite period of time. Other than that, another way to decorate their rooms was with items that were on their person when they were snatched in the heat of the moment. Despite the treatment the survivors were subjected to daily, one piece of solace was their rooms and how it reminded them of the world they knew.

David hung back as his fellow brethren shifted about uncomfortably, he leaned heavily on a rock as he looked on watchfully. The warmth of the fire licked his face and arms giving off a tender sensation as everyone’s breath finally began to regulate. For a while he did not move, the fire seemingly danced and tangoed with his thoughts. As the others stumbled off to their rooms he waited for the last person to file out before heading off himself. He barely took a few steps away from the Fire before the cool breeze tugged at his body, eager to steal away whatever lingering warmth his skin carried. Walking along through the night the moon gave light to his path as he came upon his room. Bundles of cream sheets swallowed a few trees to give the illusion of an actual closed off area. A low hanging curtain acted as an entrance, David lightly pushed it aside to reveal a dimly lit room. The only source of light was the moon and even then it was barely let in by this structure. Slivers of light snuck in further past the curtain when it was pulled back but other than that it was dim inside. It always took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust but it never bothered him too much. In the far left corner a black punching bag hung lopsided while a few items were strewn across the ground, his bed consisted of a pallet surrounded by thick blankets with fluffy pillows. Despite the lack of light it was damn near perfection in David’s eyes, he began to undress when he felt someone grab him from behind. Startled, he instinctively jabbed his elbow backwards and was about to follow up with a right when he heard a shrill cry of pain. Blinking a few times, his eyes adjusted to see Cheryl wriggling on his bed in pain. “ Cheryl what the fuck!!,” despite his tone of voice he still knelt beside her; his attention on inspecting her injury. “What made you think it was a good idea to sneak up on me?!”, she tried to answer but could only respond in gasps and grunts of pain. Seeing her like that stuck him with guilt, he relaxed and watched as she began to form words again. A quiet laugh escaped from Cheryl, he couldn’t see her face properly but it was good to hear she wasn’t hurt too badly. “ I just wanted to say thank you, for to-,” coughing interrupted the space between them. Stricken with guilt he patted her head, “ Don’t worry about it, just please don’t do this again..” He took one of the many blankets that consisted of his bed along with a pillow, he then folded the blanket over itself as a makeshift sleeping bag. After placing it right next to his original bed he approached Cheryl again, adjusted the bed making sure she was comfortable. “ Don’t worry about trying to walk back to your room tonight.” Yawning he turned away from her ready to collapse but what stopped by when he felt a grip on his arm. “ Thank you, for everything,” he couldn’t see her face properly but heard a sniffle or two. Grabbing her hand he held it firmly, the other wiped her tears away. She jumped at the feeling of his hand but didn’t push him away, his voice seemed to ring out in the dark,“ Don’t sweat it, try to get some sleep, ok?”

Left alone, the tone of the camp changes. When there is no one around the Fire has a tendency to dim itself to half its size, acting like an oversized night light. This was one of the times there seemed to be quiet, something that was deeply cherished by the survivors. It reminded them of better times and most importantly; freedom. Jake, on the other hand, couldn’t bring himself to sleep. Normally he would take a walk before sleeping or… Wait, where was Claudette? This question startled him in the night, he was sure that she was with their group who went out to the forest that night. Or did she stay back with Quentin..? Unsure of her last whereabouts he left his room to find her. Unfortunately her room was deeper in the camp, isolated from the others. Trees loomed overhead indicating his distance as he traveled further and further from the opening area where the Fire resided. An eternity seemed to pass before he happened up a lone flower, relief washed over him as the sight of the first sign. Following this lead the ground steadily gave way to another flower, then another until there were bunches of flowers populating his path. Gently he ventured forward, the dim light and shadows made it a bit hard to find her place at times. But her room was one of the most detailed rooms that was created, it wasn’t uncommon for people to come here seeking her out as an excuse. Being unique, there were several different tree variants that shouldn’t be able to exist in the same space. Birch trees and lush undergrowth accompany the flower path leading to her room entrance, but the trees change to cedar as one gets closer. The main beauty though was the weeping willow that rested a bit to the right at the end path. Its leaves hung very low providing thick coverage from peering eyes, around the willow the cedar trees encircled it tightly reinforcing its privacy. The hum of cicadas was prominent in the area despite the fact that there were none. He stood outside her willow tree,“ Claude? You still awake?,” no response. Gently he ventured forward pushing back enough of the leaves to create a small opening. Strings of light bulbs hung around the tree decently spaced out from each other to give the illusion that the tree was a source of light. White specs floated about, a tall bookcase could be seen. Several plants were scattered around and her bed was a circular hammock tied securely to the tree. Light brown sheer curtains fell around the support ropes and the bed.. With one glance he could see that she was not in bed nor was she up in the willow tree reading in her usual spot. He approached her bed as confusion gripped him, the bed swung effortlessly as he sat down. Too exhausted from his hike to the room and not having any other leads, Jake decided to call it a night. The swing of the bed soothed his worries beckoning him to rest his weary head, soon he found himself being put under. The smell of fresh cedar was calming, hums of cicadas filled the pollen ridden air and before long Jake was fast asleep under the lights of the willow tree.

It was hard to breathe, cold like needles pricked her skin with every motion. A strong force of water had her, it held fast as she drowned. No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t reach the surface. The water was clear at first but due to her thrashing it became tainted with murky dirt, everything was going dark. The creeping panic was hard to keep down at this rate and Claudette felt her lungs being squeezed out of its excess air. Her life flashed before her eyes; her mom, home and college were just a few bits of life that flickered past. Then the uglier memories came. NO. . I .. don't want to see. But her mind played the memories on loop, torturing her further until all of her memories were no longer discernible from each other. Mom.. I’.. Her mind went blank, the fear she felt before was in a distant place. The cold water began to feel numb and her body was lighter, still she made no effort. She went limp, yet the water continued to throw her body about. Minutes passed before the current freed her from the whirlpool and carried her further along downstream.

The smell of cedar was overwhelming on campus, it was hard to miss considering it was natural for them to grow here. Colors of brown and red painted the campus as people enjoyed the autumn weather. Perched in a corner of the yard was a young woman with round glasses, nestled comfortably with a few good books and a lunchbox full of goodies. Reading was a great comfort and an unfortunate pastime picked up in her younger school days. God why was she thinking like this? Claudette had a bad habit of narrating her life like she was in one of her favorite books or as if she was a main character. “This scene is so cliche,” she muttered to herself watching the beauty of nature fall all around her, “ but sometimes that’s not a bad thing.” Her heart jumped thinking about how romantic this spot would be with her crush, she really hoped he got her note. Everything was in place, her favorite spot along with snacks and good reading material to discuss. She had gathered up the courage to tell her classmate, Jay that she liked him. He had dark brown skin and kinky hair that was shaven on the sides but still fell past his shoulders. His whole vibe screamed chill and he loved books about as much as she did. He was a breath of fresh air, the one good thing that seemed to be in her life.

Hours had passed before she saw his white sweatshirt from across the yard, he approached her with a lost expression. “ ………………,” static came from his mouth, he plopped down beside her and began to peruse her book collection. “..Wh-what?” He looked up but his face was gone, replaced with a blank one, static sounded again but this time it did not stop. It grew louder and louder as the guy stood over her, his face turning from kindness to hatred in the blink of an eye. She curled up in the fetal position, hands clasped over her head as she tried hard to block out the sound. His expression grew angrier as his vocal level rose, his eyes filled with so much emotion. Claudette didn’t know what to do, what could she do? Nothing seemed to make sense nor was she quite sure why her crush was so hostile towards her suddenly. The world began to feel dark and she felt small, insignificant. “..” Before she could understand what was happening an immense pain knocked her a few yards away from the bench and onto the asphalt. She couldn’t breath, her leg was on fire but it looked perfectly fine. She howled and withered on the floor as he approached her, his face devoid of emotion or empathy. The loud wails were no longer coming from him but they persisted all around them, the wails melded with the static as her vision and body shook. Feeling hopeless she reached for her leg with both hands to try and soothe the pain. The pain and the insufferable noise kept escalating until she tilted her head back to release a drawn out scream.

With a jolt she opened her eyes only to immediately start spitting up water. She was disoriented, her vision was blurred and to top it off her lower left side was numb. Looking down her breath stopped as she saw the ripped flesh where her bone protruded from. “Urkk,.” a hand flew to her mouth but it was too late, she threw up on herself till her stomach was aching. The ground was painted in fresh blood. Her blood. There was too much. Nausea took over as she struggled to rip her shirt, failing several times she finally decided to take it off completely. Feeling began to return to her body only to be met with a slow burning sensation in her leg. Shakily, She was positioned herself upright trying to steel herself for what comes next. Stay calm, just..think. She shifted restlessly in the sand before choking back a sound as her leg started to crank up the heat coupled with enormous waves of pain. Ok Detta, you need to reset the bone. The idea itself was enough to make her squirm, she couldn’t even begin to imagine doing it to herself. “ Found you~,” Claudette flinched hard, the bad leg hit her good one. She screeched, her body trembled and lurched as it was tempted to blackout from the pain. No.. NO NOT THIS. I.. A pair of familiar misty eyes peeked out from the darkness across the river, this time though they were accompanied by an eerie smile that illuminated the darkness. A body steadily came into view revealing The Doctor, electricity danced across his forearms and trickled down to his feet before disappearing to the earth. Please! Everything in her mind went blank, her pain and her caution regarding her leg went out of the window. Survival instincts took over as she threw her shirt aside and desperately clawed at the ground fighting to gain distance. “ Oh I wouldn’t do that,” he waded through the river with ease, making his way over. “ You are only making it worse.” Her hair was frizzed out all over her face, dirt and sand covered her wounds and body. Like a corned animal she kept fighting to get away from him. No progress was made and before she knew it he was squatting over her bare back. “ Tsk Tsk..,” He reached a hand out and grabbed her outstretched arm to prevent any future escape. He quickly looked her over, “A fracture..,” a hand hovered over her exposed bone. Giggles arose from his clenched smile, his eyes danced with glee, “ Well we can’t have that,” with the same hand clasped around her arm he lifted her off the ground. With no regard for how twisted he was making her body, he brought his other hand around her neck. His face came right beside hers only to pause, savoring the terror that was plastered on her face. Breaking the silence finally he spoke in a whisper,“ It would be a shame to lose your life, since you are now my new pet~.” Her eyes widened and she tried to scream in protest only to be shut up by his massive hand. Without a care in the world he slung her over his shoulder and smirked upon hearing her outcry of pain.

#dbd #dead by daylight #dead by daylight fanfic #fanficiton #my writing

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