#like i love pandora and regulus but pls

[all-too-unwell-13]

i know we all love pandora and reg friendship in fics

but i present to you, dorcas and reg friendship who match each other's sarcasm, give each other 'looks' across the class when someone says smth stupid, never hold hands/are physically affectionate but link arms in the hallway otw to class (nobody can tell if they're dating or not until marlene comes along), and when reg is the only one dorcas tells about her chaotic love life because she doesn't trust anyone else

(bonus points if the fic includes pandora and barty friendship 🙏)

[ttroubledwaters]

hunger games marauders au with the prompt "smile, you're on camera"

write a tragic character who is there for the mere reminder that everything is one big show for everyone else

[battybitch-jr]

intro post

sup fuckers its Barty Crouch Jr

he/they, gay shit, 18, fucked in the head

some cool bitches i know

evan (my amazing bf <3) - @rosie-pocket-full-of-posies <3 the reason for living

regulus - @regulus-in-the-stars nerrrddd hes chill tho

pandora - @the-smarter-rosier chill bitch tbh

dorcas - @look-its-dorcas slay the gay

narcissa - @black-daffodil one of the many blacks

sirius - @seriouslyserioussirius regs annoying brother

potter - @basicwhiteboyname the name says enough

lily - @permanentlibraryresident buzzkill

marlene - @marlene-is-the-coolest chaotic bitch love to see it

mary - @mary-has-no-farm way too happy to be alive

xenophilius - @str4nge-lov3r weird whimsical guy

alice - @asinthegirl-in-wonderland another one of the happy bitches but she brought me some monster once so shes cool ig

remus - @rjlupin-chocolatelover pretty chill dude bit of a nerd tho

rita - @bitchwithaquill keeps getting in places she shouldnt

pls give me music recs

(parody blog, dont like dni)

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

can u pls tell the people your most traumatising sirius ships

i was going through a mental list of all the traumatizing sirius ships and that's just all of them i fear, so here's a handful of my current favs <3

sirius x walburga - she fucked him over. then, she fucked him ! she's possessive and overbearing and controlling, won't let him talk to any girls because it makes her sickk. she'll say it's because they aren't good enough for him and then go on to describe herself when talking about his wife. #1 most toxic, traumatizing relationship ever haunted him till the day he died.

sirius x james - codependent homoerotic best friendships have the most insane jealousy problems ever and james potter is NOT used to sharing, tails behind sirius 24/7 and he's sirius' entire concept of love soo. yeah. also i read pioneers and oh my god. also it just ruined his life like imagine getting dick SO GOOD you break out of prison and die for it.

(war time) sirius x peter - peter is playing this man like a fiddleee omg. ex situationship ended in marriage (hint: not with him), ex boyfriend is a nazi (according to him) and everyone he loves is dying PLUS he's being manipulated by the guy he settled for ??? peter is just 24/7 implying that sirius is Bad and sirius is like ykw yeah i suck and should prbly die

sirius x barty jr - is it even a traumatizing sirius ship post without a grimkiller mention? no, no it isn't. barty is everything and nothing to sirius he is good and bad and everything in between. barty's pathetic and weird and disgusting and sirius is like eww... wait hot. barty brings up his worst fears and humiliates him and hurts him and withholds food and information from him and makes him get off on it and sirius thinks I Deserve This.

sirius x barty SR - no because it's perfect. bcsr is kinder than walburga and orion but not so nice that sirius feels (completely) undeserving of it. he's constantly favoured over bcjr and praised and valued and loved and it's amazing for bcsr because he can literally make sirius do anything he wants in a moment. + sirius is being so used to favoured over bcjr (because he's competing as a son) that when bcsr goes to his wife instead of him (because he's now a competing with her too) sirius is tearing his hair out screaming crying throwing up

sirius x frank gallagher - this is a stand in for all the shitty guys sirius dated in and after hogwarts that were older, drunker, meaner than orion and with that also had very demeaning, d/s kinks with no aftercare, had a wife and kids sirius' age, talked about how much he'd like to screw other women in front of sirius, constantly criticized him. no one knows why sirius is dating him when all of his hot rich nice friends who would kill themselves for him are all pining over him.

sirius x minerva - completely totally one sided however it does take over his life for most of his time at hogwarts and he's going insane trying to get her approval and he's not even sure if it's just his mommy issues or a crush or what. doesn't study for anything but he'll stay up days to ace transfiguration so his hot older teacher will maybe smile at him and tell him he did a good job

sirius x regulus - guilt guilt guilt he 100% believes he's the one who brought regulus down with his lust and sin (it was all regulus' plan but shh he needed dick) and the self hatred and shame and sex repulsion and guilt and "im not just like them i'm worse"-ness is 📈📈

honorable mentions: sirius x pandora, sirius x evan, sirius x evan x barty, sirius x marlene, sirius x james x bellatrix

[moonytoast-x]

REGULUS BLACK FIC RECS WOOOOOOOO

*all of these are >1 chapter, none are pwp. most r frickin long*

no greater sin by windyday07: parslemouth regulus at hogwarts with a mission from the dark lord, really long like 250k, tragic jegulus (guys this fic is my favoritest its so good pls read) wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53207725

more than magic by hometown_nerd: another regulus lives au, but where he loses his magic and becomes a squib. he saves harry from the dursleys, teaches at hogwarts, and loves his brother. completed (but the next part is a wip)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44168425

whatever happened to the young, young lovers by georgia_sk: regulus fakes his death imstead of actually dying, and after two years he shows up to an order meeting with Voldemort's dead body. endgame jegulus, wolfstar, rosekiller. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42084009

operation walburga's arbitrary no kissing ever rule by courfee: 10 things I hate about you au, jegulus muggles. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47488693

second chances by introvertedhufflepuff: regulus gets turned into a six year old again, he and sirius fix their shit awww. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50286298

black friday by gildedingold: along those lines, regulus and sirius switch bodies freaky friday style and fix their shit awww. completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58381954

absentmindedly making me want you by calamitoustide: jegulus wrong number texting fic! completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37291312

there's only dreamers left, now by orphan_account: naive james gets scammed by the skittles, finds his way into their found family of crime while they try to save sirius from showbiz extreme edition. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52705465

a star for a summer's day by her_smile_forges_galaxies: bartylus and sunrose fake date to make the others jealous, endgame rosekiller jegulus (+platonic moonwater!!) completed

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42487803

a means to a triumph by naodrith: regulus lives au where he comes back to teach at hogwarts after 12 years of being "dead," eventual moonwater. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46867105

l'etoile noir by moxiereads: reg is a ballet dancer with a drug problem, james is a simp. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55586029

pull the trigger on the gun (i gave you when we met) by ouroboros: bartylus pining and being hopelessly in love and also stupid. wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57547309

the golden king by maladaptivewriting: regulus lives but he gets age regressed and ends up going to hogwarts with the golden trio. shit goes down, magic happens, etc. wip (its like 630k tho)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44979484

nights were made for saying things by 300sonnets: muggle au regulus, evan, and pandora move back to england from france, and start meeting the rest of the squad. black brothers drama and jegulus and rosekiller woohoo!! wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60403747

every omen in the valley by rweoutofthewods: jegulus college au, also a soulmate au! wip (significant chance its abandoned but the chapters that do exist are 🔥🔥🔥)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52618366

k i think thats all for now 🥳 enjoy 😘

[noblehouseofgay]

The noble and most ancient house of gay

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(Updated April 22, 2025)

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Name: Regulus/Reg

Pronouns: he/him

Current read: Crimson Rivers.

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(More under the cut)

- I'm Regulus/Reg (I like it pronounced redge for me personally, do whatever you want for the character though)

- He/him, trans 🏳️‍⚧️

- queer mess

- I'm 21 and a Sagittarius

- ✨️autism✨️

- my side blog @noblehouseofyapping

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- regulus and remus kin. Like 95% regulus and then a pinch of Remus here and there

- favorite ships are jegulus, rosekiller, wolfstar, dorlene, and pandalily (my endgames <3)

- favorite characters are regulus, remus, James, pandora, barty, and evan

- I'm a slytherin if that's not obvious enough

- I fucking hate jkr and everything she stands for, so if you defend or support her it's automatic block and you're a piece of shit and I hope you die

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- I have very strong opinions but I'm not an asshole (unless deserved)

- I block very liberally, I don't tolerate jegulus/regulus hate whatsoever

- absolutely z e r o proship/incest/etc. None. Instant block. Pls stop asking me about it

- feel free to talk to me, I love getting asks

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- I like marauders obviously, but also percy jackson, stardew valley, my chemical romance, pokemon, and a bunch of other random shit that may or may not even matter on this blog. Those things will probably be on my side blog if anywhere

- I'm a taylor swift fan but in a friend of Dorothea way, iykyk

- I also love chappell roan and conan gray

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My people:

@shouldhavebeenarockstar my brother

@deadkaywizard my barty

@hexa-ro my queer platonic accountant and detective

@caiizawa my secret love affair

@maraudering-times my first wife

@allonsy-moony the collective child

@drowninkystar husband

@sunsstars my first son

@the1970sdeadgaywizard-regulus my other son

@what-would-sappho-do an enigma

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My tags:

- #the noble house of writings

- #noble house of au ideas

- #the noble house of music

- #noble house of sims

- #noble house of art

- #noble's wicked series

- #noble's band aus

- #noble house of fic recs

- #noble house of pokemon

(All tagged below)

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[eatanorange]

marauders do the candy trauma salad trend since I JUST saw a fantastic one for pjo (highly encourage y'all to add your versions/to this pls I don't have solid hcs of everyone) (evan's is fully me projecting btw)(a lot of them are me projecting <3).

Upon completion I want to add up here n not just the tags that these do reference various traumas/bigotry so be careful and mind what headspace ur in n all that pls take care of urselves k thanks love u.

Sirius: Hi I'm sirius and every time my mother considered something I did 'impure', like experience joy or get sorted in to gryffindor, she took my mouth away! *momentary zone out from the horrors* I brought milk duds!

Barty: bazooka bubblegum. *vid cuts* I'm barty and I hate my dad for all of the reasons you can imagine and I think it would be fun if he blew up. good?

Lily: Hi I'm Lily and after I got sent to magic school, all emotional ties with my muggle sister, who regards me as a freak, and my mother, who was more sensitive to her side, were severed. They didn't tell me when my dad died. I brought 3 musketeers.

Remus: Hi I'm remus and I got bit by a werewolf when I was 5, then my dad offed himself because of it. I brought moon pies.

James: Hi I'm James and I fell into limerence with someone and incessantly pursued them for over a year in ways that were detrimental to both of our mental states. I was so public about it I don't even need to say who it was. My mother sat me down one day and said "was it something your father and I did, something we said, that convinced you you need to beg someone to love you? to let you show them love?" and that broke something in me. We're chill now though, and I have coping techniques that work for me while still allowing me to be my expressive self, so I brought mr. goodbars.

Peter: Hi I'm peter and my animagus is literally a rat. I brought sour patch kids.

Dorcas: Hi I'm dorcas and my pureblood parents will never say it to my face but they wanted me to be a boy. To compensate I was sure to always get top marks, be well liked, and experience gender dysphoria. I burnt out before our 5th year, and learning radical acceptance in the place of trying to guess unspoken rules saved my life. I brought smarties.

Regulus: Hi I'm regulus and in order to be sure my mother didn't assassinate my brother for running away, I stayed behind in the abusive household and eventually became a deatheater to keep my cover, hunting down one bald headed bitch's horcruxes until it literally almost killed me. I think it did kill me in some lives. and I brought the starburst.

Mary: Hi I'm Mary and due to blood supremacist bigots, I have to go to school with people who want me to die just for having the audacity to exist. The muggle world is also like this. The school I go to does not matter in this scenario. I brought mentos for the salad and a bottle of soda for the show.

Evan: Hi I'm evan and my ex went on holiday to another country for 3 months, told me we could write to stay connected, they didn't, broke up with me via owl while still on said vacation, and then came to talk to me in person about that, denied that it was an active choice to disconnect from me, then tried to put the onus of any friendship to follow on just me. We haven't spoken since. Also I'm a sex positive, but also trauma affected ace, it was an open relationship, and they somehow still managed to be shady/inconsiderate about hooking up with someone on the vacation. I brought blow pops.

Pandora: Hi I'm pandora and sometimes I get prophetic dreams so vivid I can't tell when I wake up. Sometimes, though the future is not stagnant, I see my friends die :) I brought airheads.

Marlene: Hi I'm marlene and I have 5 brothers. 3 of them accept my nonbinary identity. The rest, and my parents, blatantly ignore that I use they/them pronouns. Then they told me if I don't have children as an adult I won't be worth visiting because it's my job as a pureblood to produce an heir. So I went to St. Mungos and got sterilized. I brought baby ruth candy.

Hope you enjoy! and thanks if you read them all! This was fun for me.

[greencatalystcomet]

due to the lack of major female characters i propose we all start treating the black sisters the way we treat regulus black, barty crouch jr, and evan rosier. and i realize to do that we need queer ships so heres what im proposing

bellatrix/emmeline vance- okay i know quillkiller is already a semi popular wlw ship for bella BUT i think bella and emmeline would be really good and healthier. like emmeline is so calm, it perfectly offsets bellas... less sane moments

andromeda/sybill trelawney- this one i will admit i am most unsure about, mostly bc i wouldnt mind keeping andy/ted. bUT like i do kinda think andy would be a little enamored by the way that sybill is such a free spirit (bc andy feels so stifled by her family, it would be incredible to see some else who is so free) and i think andy could be the serious to balance the crazy of trelawney. that being said i also was considering andy/alice longbottom (commonly headcanoned alice longbottom nee fortescue) and i would love if somebody else could come up with an explanation/argument for that pair

narcissa/aurora sinistra- OKAY do you guys remember astronomy class? sinistra was the teacher for that if you forgot (and i dont blame you if you did bc i rlly went SEARCHING for women i could pair with this trio) but she ls mostly mentioned as giving out a lot of homework but i think that hard working, no nonsense attitude would likely draw narcissa in bc its something she and aurora would have in common (at first i wanted to pair narcissa with pandora, commonly headcanoned pandora rosier, but her mom is a rosier so ABSOLUTELY NOT)

anyway tell me what you think or if anybody has any other ideas pls post about it. honestly just post about the black sisters in general, this fandom needs more main women!!

[fairest--of--them-all]

Introduction:

Narcissa Black 

Hello. My name is Narcissa Altair Black. (people i love call me Cissa) If I'm the meanest person you've ever met, you've never met my family. If I'm the nicest person you've ever met... damn, I'm sorry.

About me:

I'm straight. cough cough totally 

I don't like mudbloods. I have nothing against you guys but my family hates you

I am a Slytherin, but you're far more likely to find me in the Ravenclaw dorm with @beatle-bae, @fairies-rocks-books-spells, and @i-s33-your-future.

I'm a chaser. An excellent one, too. And I am a girl who has no tolerance for sexism, so shut up and swallow whatever stupid comment you were about to make.

I'm not overly emotional. I can't be.

I'm the favorite child. because i'm a heartless, cold monster. 🎀✨

Please note that I will never, ever hesitate to tell you to fuck off.

Hobbies: Potions, Defense against the Dark Arts, Watercolor Painting, Sketching, Legilimency, Reading, Poetry, Poisoning People Who Piss Me Off.

ooc: this is a rp account, my main account is @siriuslyobsessed394 pls interact <33 no likey? take a hikey!

People I know (under the cut):

OOC: alr so im part of multiple rps lol so this will get a lil bit chaotic lol <3

---from @whatonearthisgoingon's rp---

@blacksheepoftheblackfamily Sirius. My cousin. Complete idiot, would be smart if he ever tried. Rebel. My parents' second favorite topic to complain about, after me and my sisters.

@respectfullyfuckoff Regulus. My younger, much saner cousin. He's really quite nice if you get to know him... but like don't talk to him ever unless you're me or one of his bffs, he will kill you on the spot. I mean even if you are me or one of his bffs, there's always a solid 30% chance he will kill you on the spot, so...

---from @poppy-petals18's rp---

@m0ony-the-w0lf Remus. Good at school. Reads Shakespeare. Gets sick strangely often. Atp basically my bestie.

@jfprongsie Jamie. Ringleader of the Idiot Squad. He's nice, though.

@wormtail-on-a-string Peter. He's excellent at herbology.

@my-name-is-lilyevans Lily. She's not afraid to speak her mind, that I can definitely respect.

@yourmarymacdonald Mary. She's really nice and an excellent therapist.

@signed-rab Reg. My cousin. Black heir. A lot like me.

@dor-c4s Dorcas. She's pretty awesome ngl.

@bee-not-butterfly Crouch. Regulus's friend, somewhat murderous.

@bloodyrosier Rosier. Crouch's boyfriend. He's quietly murderous, I suppose. Seems like good at poisoning.

@pandas-roses Pandora. Exceptional seer, really nice.

@padfoot-the-dog Siri. My slightly older, much more idiotic cousin.

@andromeda-chained-lady-black Andie. My sister. She's too sweet for her own good.

@beatle-bae Rita. School gossip, very entertaining to talk to, excellent revenge-planning partner.

@fairies-rocks-books-spells Xeno. Really quite brilliant. Enjoys poetry as well.

@i-s33-your-future Sybill. Another excellent seer. Really funny when you get to know her.

@sevsnaperus Severus. Very good at potions.

[lienspien]

☆ Iska. He/they. 18. Cismale. Omnisexual. June 16. Gemini sun, Pisces moon, Gemini rising. Ravenclaw. Indonesian. Mostly talk abt Marauders. Sirius Black & Evan Rosier kinnie. Multishipper. Loves all things about geography.

Side blog: @treintar @therewasnofloorbtw

Div from @v6que & @plutism

Blog matching w @saturnsconstellation

—☆—

U can interact with me, idc ill fight you if ur weird. I support Palestine.

More abt me ::::

(pls jst dm me so we can be friends and get married)

Stuff I'm interested in: Marauders, Ever after high, Demon slayer, Honkai Star Rail, Harry Potter, Haikyuu, a few manhwas, Gilmore girls, a few animes, world building, countryhumans, cultures of countries, history, and et cetera (pls talk to me abt whatever i would probably know or like it)

Marauders ships: wolfstar, rosechaser, starchaser, prongsfoot, bitchkiller, rosekiller, moonwater, sunkiller, quillkiller, bartylus, xenodora, pandalily, jily, marylily, marylene, dorlene, dorlily, lucissa, peter x benjy, alice x narcissa, narcissa x lily, andromeda x tonks, dorcas x peter, dorcas x james, mary x emmeline, barty x mary, emmeline x marlene, pandora x regulus, pandora x barty, remus x james, peter x james, peter x barty, and et cetera. (Guys I like all ships as long as its not problematic or poly)

General likes: hot chocolate, chocolate cake, French fries, sunflowers, novels, YouTube videos, a bunch of foreshadowing, reading socmed aus, playing sports, playing games, cooking, and et cetera. (I like to do whatever I want actually)

People ik and love

@addsalwayssick @novathevamp @saturnsconstellation @moonssong @this-is-me-lolol @dandelionflowery @cheekyboybeth @marylily-my-beloved @idk-what-to-put-here-123 @moonyswarmsweaters @koezii @kaerayhn @aesthetic-writer18 @andyxcds @sleepinginmygrave @purple-phesh-and-cheps @permetutotheworld @ethan-is-sleepy @finnfinland @regulusmoonbeam et cetera (ill tag u in a bit baby girl)

[permetutotheworld]

hi my name is Persephone, but you can call me Seph/Sephy,

I use they/xe pronouns, I’m an asexual lesbian, I’m autistic+adhd,

and I’m a minor (please don’t be creepy I’ve already had two people message me being weird and sexual)

I write a lot of poetry and I’m writing a book at the moment based off of the idea of multiple universes existing at a time, I sing and I love performing, specifically musical theatre

I ALSO TAKE REQUESTS!! I write poetry mostly for them but microfics tooo, for good omens, the marauders, percy jackson, les mis and any TJ Klune books that ive read, just pop a prompt into my inbox and ill do my best to get jt to you as fast as i can <3

my fandoms are : Les Mis, good omens, pjo, marauders, hunger games, aru shah, marvel, doctor who, epic the musical and Tj Clune books

my favourite music: queen, Maisie peters, the last dinner party, the crane wives, Taylor Swift, Florence and the machine, rene Rapp, Chappell roan, David Bowie, blondie, boygenius, Paris paloma, most musicals

favourite books: house in the cerulean sea, under the whispering door, in the lives of puppets (all by TJ Klune)

my tags:

Persephone yaps: my silly little commentary on anything that happens to me

persephone vents: my life low-key sucks quite a lot at time so I vent a bit but I make sure to trigger warning everything triggering

Persephone writes silly stuff: I write silly little poems and stories that I post sometimes

Lovely moots :3 : for my lovely moots

Persephone loves their gf <3 : thats right guys i love my gf so mich and i talk about her a lot

perpendicular universe: posts about my fantasy novel im working onnn

Please dni if you’re queerphobic or discriminate against minorities in general, if you support trump or other dickwads like him or if you’re just going to be mean

also I do struggle a lot with mental health so I probably will randomly disappear or vent but I’ll make sure to trigger warning everything below the cut: my rp blogs, my moots and my fics

My rp blogs:

@nico-sees-dead-people @prongsie-rambles @regulus-the-star @pandora-opens-the-box @sunshine-boy-official

@enjolsaurus-rex @sunshine-prongsie-boy @panda-reads-your-death @lily-petals-falling @stars-andpoems @marlene-and-co @here-and-a-deer

if you like my blog you should check out my amazing mutuals whom I love and adore:

@xenocollector LES MIS RAAA

@sauntering-vaguelydownward literally so sweet ilysm/platonically

@marylily-my-beloved love you Fatimah omg

@aidens-ocean-galaxy very purple coded person and very cool also so genuinely lovely we live laugh love Juno in this household

@theoristswan5683 literally so nice omg they have the loveliest vibes 😭

@ashstillalive Amazing writer amazing person will happily beta read for you anytime

@mae-occasionally-reads so sweet so lovely so cool so glad we’re mutuals love you so much/platonic vibes only MY BEST FRIEND ILYYYSMMM/pl <3333

@definitionoffuckup AL very cool individual

@rafaelthesilly I KNOW YOU IN REAL LIFE POOKIE YOURE THE BEST LESBIAN BUDDIE MY AMAZING SPOUSE ILYSM (platonically)

@inezrable I have more octopus facts for you!!!!!!!

@garden-of-runar the coolest person alive still can’t believe you followed me back althought yoir spice tolerance js weird as shit/lh and paprika is not spicy

@ravenwordss literally so sweet love you/pl

@pyromaniacbibliophile my spouse bc we are married

@cossie-fauchelevant the one and only cosette to my enjolras <3

@delinda24601 SHES SO COOL MY IRL BUS BESTIE LOVE HER TO BITS I FOUNDED HER FAN CLUB SHES SO SUPER COOL GUYS 🩷🩷🩷🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

@im-on-crack-send-help RIYANAAA SO SUPER COOL ILYSM

@startswithahell - cant wait for those unhinged asks omgomg

@biggestqiblifan - I LOVE YOU SM/pl

@the-eclipse-is-in-me - one of my favouritest people on this hellsite

@circe-butbetter - JANA!!! So incredibly cool and iconic

@joanmonet - JOAN!! IRL!! SHE GAVE ME TURKISH DELIGHT AND IS LITERALLY MY WIFE VERY COOL WE SHARE LIKE 90% OF THE SAME INTERESTS !!!! WHAT AN ICON!!! WE FRICKING SAUTÉED ON THOSE EXAMS!!!

@statueofgalatea - 🫵🫵 IN REAL LIFE BEST FRIEND LOVE YOU SMSMSMSM SHARER OF HYPERFIXATIONS LISTENERS OF LESBIAN RANTS LOVE YOU BABE

[ttroubledwaters]

Marauders as things my friends have said pt 2

had a deep dive in our discord dms for this shit. @al1xre as promised. love you tater tot 😽🩷 which friend should I target next.. nani or cece.... I got A LOT on both them mfs

other parts

Sirius: BRO. YOU CAN FIGURE THIS OUT URSELF

James: BUT PADS??? YOURE MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT PERSON?? YOURE SUPPOSED TO HELP??

Dorcas: DUDE. IM NOT GOING TO REPEAT MYSELF.

Barty: YOURE NOT MY MOTHER. but fine.

James: STOP BEING GOOFY AND CONFESS

James: THIS IS STRESSING ME OUT

Sirius: YOU??? MF IM THE ONE IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS?

James: DAWG IM SHITTING BRICKS. WE'RE BASICALLY THE SAME PERSON SO

Peter: BRO JUST LEAVE ME ALONE IF YOU WONT LISTEN

Marlene: NO BUT THAT IS SCARY HUH

Lily: I DONT GIVE A FUCK. SAY IT.

Marlene: I'm telling Pandora you're being mean

Lily: I DONT GIVE FLYING FUCKS IM TRYING TO HELP YOU

Barty: shape one into a dick

Evan: bro there's children around

Dorcas: well she told me her name and I told her mine??

Barty: ... Congratulations?

Evan: hit the jackpot fr

Dorcas: I'm gonna stop talking to you both

Regulus: I love being the unproblematic bystander

Lily: ew I feel like a mother

Marlene: mommy lily

Lily: no pls I hate that

Mary: what about mother Lily?

Peter: I need help with the personality

James: uhmm.. harsh at first? Smoker definitely

Sirius: has a penis

Remus: HAS A PENIS? 😭

James: everythings possible

Dorcas: lesbians liking men

James: oh yeah. That's not possible.

Sirius: why don't you just fall for a friend?

James: eh idk.. most of em are taken

Sirius: wow ok I'm offended

James: don't you like Remus?

Sirius: still.. thought that counts..

Barty: potter doesn't think I'm scary, right?

Regulus: of course not! He thinks you're terrifying!

Remus: my coffee tastes like sad bean water :((

Sirius: put creamer in it

Remus: oh right I forgot

James: I appreciate you sm I love you

Sirius: I love you more??

James: impossible. I love you more.

Sirius: possible. I love you most.

James: I love you mostest.

Sirius: I love you more than mostest.

James: I love you more than more than mostest.

Sirius: that makes no sense what and you're wrong like its not possible

(Remus and Regulus side eyeing the fuck out of them both)

Evan: oh my gosh we both have siblings.. soulmates fr.

Regulus: i wanna be on your level of delusion

Sirius: how bout Remus turns around and looks at ME like that

James: id look at you like that

Sirius: THAT CAUGHT ME OFF GAURD.

Sirius: my life is so boring I need real drama

Peter: id create drama but being involved takes a lot of effort

[lilacstarryskies]

ive somehow gotten into marauders tiktok a lil…. and OMG some ppl r acc delusional and lowk mean for telling straight up lies to new fans….

like somebody asked what were regulus’ last words and a heavily-liked comment replies “oh its about him and james having a house by the sea” and then said its in the books…. TFFFF

regulus is only mentioned like 3 times i think…. by sirius, by professor slughorn maybe?? and then the moment the golden trio discover who R.A.B is and thats FINE and also ppl shipping jegulus is fine but the lies r not like at what point would be ever discover his last words or wanting a house w james when both of them are DEAD and havent written a letter mentioning it or anything😭😭

and like another post i saw this morning was about luna/barty having an interesting dynamic and the comments were like “oh its becuz he was besties with her uncle evan rosier” and i get thats the fanon but when somebody replies and asks if this is true in the books pls dont say “oh yes lunas mum was a rosier who loved barty jr and thats why he cared for luna”

it simply just NEVER existed 💀💀

im all for creating hcs and stuff cos thats what fandom is about but like having things so wildly out of canon (or plausible but not mentioned) just becoming generally agreed upon kills me becuz now there is no possibility of finding fics which go thru different routes (like pandora lovegood being originally a fortescue, ollivander or malfoy etc)…..

……or just follow canon (like with remus lupins whole characterisation! he’s not some soft uwu boy…. but he isnt some emo punk friends with slytherins…. hes a kind but cowardly guy who wasn’t naturally smart but became studious and who has some anger issues which occasionally pop out‼️)

(also like i remember before atyd got big and i cant imagine how ppl who r ogs in the fandom feel now…. like ive liked it as a kid but only got into the fandom like 2018-ish)

(and i didnt read atyd at first when it got big becuz of how they made remus be in an orphanage when i loved the idea of him having super loving but guilty parents esp cos his dad was an anti-wolf activist but him growing to love wolves but feeling ashamed for how his bigotry resulted in his son’s issue would be SO interesting….. and then it goes even more canon-divergent with the personality lobotomy of remus and then i gave up on both it AND the fandom becuz then everything kinda replicated it with the changing characterisation of the marauders 😭😭)

ALSO ALSO like the whole hatred of dumbledore goes way too far sometimes and it lowkey just takes me back to how pissed the aot, fmab and mha fandom would make characters like grisha jaeger, hohenheim and all might…. like they do have their issues but they aren’t some abusive assholes and i get making ooc fanfics cos do whatever but the sheer amount of fics making them that would kill me. and like grindeldore angst and the tragicness of dumbledores plot is so interesting to me

[whyarentyoustudying]

Remus John Lupin

Status: Half-blood werewolf

Sexuality: Bisexual

House: Gryffindor

Pronouns: He/him

Other:

-Chocolate = food

-No quidditch pls

-Go study dumbass

-*screams for no apparent reason other than I’m a traumatized bisexual with too much shit going on rn*

-My birthday’s March Tenth

Marauders:

Sirius, he thinks he’s my husband and we’re not even out of school: @the-official-padfoot

James, definitely the mum friend and don’t let him tell you otherwise: @the-greatest-stag-man

Peter, chillest marauder: @pete-loves-jelly-beans

Gryffindor Girls:

Marlene, the female counterpart of Sirius: @marlene-fucking-mckinnon

Lily, my BESTIE: @the-og-lily-evans

Mary, my emotional support girl: @pretty-little-mary

Slytherins (nothing against you guys):

Pandora, literally nothing bad to say about her: @sunshine-and-rosiers or @the-pandorarosier

Regulus, probably the only one in this school who I can agree with on a spiritual level: @heir-to-the-house-of-black

Barty, the crazy one: @the-officalbartycrouch-jr

Evan, I literally know nothing about him: @evan--rosier

Dorcas, very cool: @frolickinginthemeadowes

THIS IS AN RP BLOG GET OFF IF YOU DONT LIKE IT

Main blog is @blitzstoneshouldbecanon

[del-stars]

Pls tell me more abt the weird fucked up love triangle + mutual ruination bartyevanreg

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they are my favorite little weirdboys who spiral into extremism. i think they bonded to each other because they all have what the other two sort of yearn for - barty has a doting mother and powerful father, regulus has all of the perks of being a member of the house of black but none of the responsibility, and evan has a twin sister who adores him. they also all understand each other's personal brands of weirdboy: barty very easily flies off the handle, evan opens his mouth to speak approx. 4 times a day, and regulus pretty much hates everyone and everything. but barty likes that evan listens, and regulus likes that they can sit in silence; barty likes that regulus doesn't flinch at his insanity, and evan likes that regulus doesn't try to make him speak; and regulus likes that barty isn't one to judge his friends, and evan appreciates the honesty behind barty's intensity. i think evan and reg would've known one another from childhood and pureblood events and such, and evan has this very distant interest in reg that develops into a crush once they become real friends at school. reg, meanwhile, has a growing crush on barty, who himself is bringing it all the way back around by falling head-over-heels for evan. so they self-isolate the older they get because of this fucked up love triangle they have going on, in which they're all just chasing after each other.

so the mutual ruination part. i think barty is the first to really want to get involved with the DEs - because they're promising everything he should've had. his family is technically part of the sacred 28, but his parents won't outwardly support pureblood ideals, so they're cast out of the inner circle of the blacks, the rosiers, the malfoys, etc. but helloooooo barty wants all of that, because he feels like he deserves it, and so he starts investigating what is at the time a verrrrrrrrrrry underground group of DEs. i think for reg and evan it did start as 'okay we're not letting you do this alone' but for reg it did quickly become infatuation with tom riddle which yes you guessed it stems from the fact that he can't have barty. they spiral off into extreme isolation because all they want to talk about is being DEs, that's their goal in life, and they can only talk about it with each other. dorcas and pandora definitelyyyy know something is up for months before any of them take the mark. they're the youngest by far to do so, and they do it all together. barty wants to interject himself into pureblood society, regulus craves the status and respect that he lost by being born second, and honestly evan is just that kind of asshole who thinks he's inherently better than non-purebloods, and he wants to keep an eye on barty and reg. i say mutual ruination because they alllllll yank each other down - barty goes because he trusts that evan and reg will follow, and they do. i don't think they ever do anything with their fucked up love dynamic because fairly early on their entire life becomes about being DEs, and this is at a time where absolutely nobody on earth can know - remember in gof it was a complete shock that barty was a DE, and many of them didn't even know who each other were, so they weren't going around showing people their marks. dorcas absolutely suspects, which grows with the distance between herself and the trio. i could go on and on about dorcas and barty's friendship falling apart but i will cut this off now fdjsklfj

tl;dr they all want to kiss, none of them do, and they're that weird boy friend group that, well.... let's just say if you got a text from one of them telling you not to come to school tomorrow you would heed that warning

[crescentofthegods]

vena amoris

pairing: draco malfoy x slytherin!fem!zabini!reader

request: ok hello hello hello 😵‍💫 i have a request but only if u write for draco!! if not, please do ignore this.

i was kind of brain-rotting about this for a while now, so hear me out even if this might not be the best description ever. T__T

so, reader could be in the same house or not, this isn’t exactly a huge part of the plot. but draco has kind of been crushing on reader for a while, but reader keeps pushing him away—in a sense that they would keep denying draco’s attempts at wooing them, and would constantly reject anything he gets them (firm believer of draco's language being gift giving, at least one of them)

so clearly draco is like so whipped he grows so out of character and gets teased by his peers 😭 the ending is up to you, but i picture this as a fluffy (maybe the pushing away contributes to a bit of an angst factor) fourth or fifth year draco fic. your writing is so muah, by the way 🫂 much love, xx! ~ anon

word count: 5,269 words (woah)

warnings: FLUFF, reader is blaise's twin (slay), a shit ton of swearing (sorry), theodore nott smoking his iconic cigarettes, reader kissing draco at the end, not proofread!

author's note: IM SO BAD WITH WARNINGS SO PLS LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING. i kind of included high valyrian (as in the language from game of thrones + house of the dragon) bc im currently in my asoiaf era so YEAH. also, anon, i'm sorry if i botched this, i kind of messed up the end but this has been sitting in my inbox for so long; I REALLY HOPE YOU ENJOY<3

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AS SNAPE DRONED on about Wit-Sharpening Potions and their advantages, you began fiddling with your silver bracelets, seeming to zone out of the lesson as the thought of dragons entered your mind. Your tongue licked your bottom lip rimmed with strawberry-flavoured gloss whilst you acted as if you were paying attention, flitting your eyes over to the back of Professor Snape’s greasy-haired head.

At this moment in time, you were bored out of your mind. There was nothing more riveting than the words of your historic fiction books, often containing stories about families with the blood of their dragons running through their veins. Instead, you were here in Potions class, preparing for your approaching OWLs, your chin resting in the palm of your hand as your eyelids fought to stay open. You did not even have the comforts of your twin brother, the well-revered Blaise Zabini, who had begun skipping class to see his “greatest love” (his words, not yours), Luna Lovegood. Others thought her to be a strange girl, especially because her mother was a powerful witch. Though Pandora Lestrange (who had never fitted in with her family) was known for her skills and her friendship with Regulus Black, she married Xenophilius Lovegood, who was now the editor of the Quibbler. He was stranger than his daughter, and many students theorised that it was him who filled Luna’s head with such… Such bizarre assumptions.

You, much to one’s dismay, quite liked the fourth year. Luna was often correct with her words and had interesting stories about her mother, to whom you had admired dearly.

Thankfully, something had caught your gaze. Unfortunately, it seemed to be much worse than the lecture you were enduring. Your eyes widened at the sudden appearance of a paper sparrow, the bird flying around in the air as it landed in the palms of your hands. You pulled a face, glimpsing at the faces around the godforsaken dungeon before stopping at a particular platinum-haired, blue-eyed boy, gazing at you with a goofy grin as the confusion written on your face contorted into vast annoyance.

The boy you met eyes with was the one and only Draco Malfoy. Son of the ‘wonderful’ Lucius Malfoy and beautiful Narcissa Black, he would’ve been raised with privileged views about the wizarding world, uttering vile words against those ‘below’ him and his maniacal pureblood ancestry. Quite frankly, you  had hated Malfoy ever since first year, regretting you had ever spoken to him because now…

Now he would not leave you be.

It had been five years since your first encounter. Draco had ensured that over the course of the half-decade, he’d never leave your holy presence. You could not, for the life of you, figure out what his obsession with you was about. Yes, you were pureblooded. Yes, you were Slytherin. Everything else about you did not, at all, reflect his persona.

Except, perhaps, his ever-repeating threats. The only difference between yours and his words against others was that you always had the will to act on them.

You were never one for affection. In the five years you’d been in this school, you hadn’t obtained a single crush. Kisses were shared in your fourth year with a Ravenclaw, but that was it. Your mother, the famed woman who had married seven husbands, but had died tragically and had left her with mounds of gold, had always taught you to not waste your time with boys in your academic years, for they were merely children. Instead, you should wish for a man, one like your father (who was also dead, but had died because of a disease when you and Blaise were young. Your mother still yearned for his presence daily).

You didn’t bother opening up the sparrow, knowing that it merely contained his one-hundredth love confession. What you did in reply was a little cruel, but you did not care. Instead, you crumpled the bird into a little ball right before him, seeing Draco’s expression crumble as you wore your signature sarcastic smile, throwing the paper ball behind you, huffing before looking back at Snape, who now had eyes on you.

“Miss Zabini,” Snape sounded out quietly, you realising that he had just witnessed you discard parchment across his floor. “Another brilliant display of Slytherin’s impeccable manners, I see,” he reprimanded, sarcasm encasing his tone as you refrained from correcting him. “Perhaps you’d like to continue this performance by littering the entire dungeon, just to make sure everyone is fully aware of your utter disregard for cleanliness and decorum.”

You pressed your lips together, hearing the quiet sniggers from other houses enter your ears as you exhaled through your nose, meeting Draco’s stare before glancing at Snape.

“I apologise, Professor,” you replied meekly, though not regretfully. Snape recognised this, but he did not say anymore, returning to what he said prior the supposed interruption.

Sighing to yourself after hearing another cry for your attention, you turned your head at the sudden ‘psst!’ from across the dungeon, the irises of your eyes growing dark as Draco shot you a wink. The sudden glint of his silver snake ring caught your eye, causing you to raise an eyebrow out of interest. Yet, you regained composure, tutting at his behaviour, staring at him no longer.

Draco Malfoy would be the death of you. The funniest thing of all was that he would not be delighted if such things ever came to be true.

In the corners of the Great Library, you sat alone, your eyes widened with amazement as you whispered the words of a foreign language unbeknownst to many, smiling as you began to uncover the secrets of your fictitious world. However, from across your table, Draco and his small band of friends (consisting of Theo, Blaise, and Pansy) sat with their own share of textbooks. They did not, of course, share the same interest as you did. Draco kept a watchful eye, his chin resting in the palms of his hands, the pupils of his blue eyes dilating into hearts as Theo and Pansy shared a disgusted look. They weren’t disgusted by you, but Draco’s continuous rants about you.

“Merlin, isn’t she gorgeous?” Draco murmured, practically drooling over the pages of some novel as Blaise snatched it from under him, shaking his head as he sighed.

“I know that. She is my sister,” Blaise grumbled, his knuckles resting on his forehead. He whispered into Theodore’s ear, extremely bothered. “I cannot take this love-sick nonsense any longer—”

“You aren’t very good at whispering,” Pansy mocked, twirling her quill as she leaned into her seat, smirking at the fact that Draco hadn’t heard a single word.

“You’re acting like you hadn’t been doing the same with Lovegood the last month,” Theo pointed out, matching Pansy’s smugness as Blaise rolled his eyes.

“I haven’t been following Luna around for the last five years!” Blaise retorted, leaning back in his seat as he watched Draco twist his ring around his finger.

“She was staring at my ring earlier. Should I give it to her?” Draco suggested, no one paying attention to him as Pansy piped up.

“Perhaps I would be a better match for [Y/N/N],” Pansy joked, getting a reaction out of both Draco and Blaise.

“NO!” They said simultaneously, causing Pansy to tsk as she rested her legs on the edge of the wooden table. Draco then stood up, taking in a deep breath as Blaise furrowed his eyebrows at him. He would have protested, but Draco had already sauntered off towards your desk.

“Balerion... Zȳhon perzys iksin hae zōbrie hae zȳhon ñelly, zȳhon tīkuni sīr rōvabona giez lenton sia ipradārin bē isse pōja sȳndor skori ziry rēbagon,” you read fluently, biting your bottom lip from smiling ever so widely as you read the Valyrian words with awe. Your necklace dangled from your neck, hitting the constant stripes of your loose, Slytherin tie as you looked up suddenly, hearing someone clear their throat.

“Merlin’s left fucking tit,” you seethed, snapping your book shut as you met the one and only Draco Lucius Malfoy with a hard gaze, pushing your novel away from the platinum-haired boy so it didn’t feel his stench.

“Hello, [Y/N],” Draco replied, his voice ten times softer than yours (was your tone ever gentle?) as you ran your hands through your hair.

“I do not understand why you keep bothering me—”

“A gift,” Draco interjected, aggravating you even more as he took out his left hand, removing his ring that bore a snake. You furrowed your eyebrows, realising that it was the same ring you had eyed earlier and you stood up abruptly, looking up at his towering figure.

“A-are you serious—?” you began, disbelieved.

“I know how much you like your accessories and this would look great with your Yule Ball dress—”

“I do not want the stupid ring and I’m not even going to the—”

“It would look better on you than on me—”

“Shut up,” you groaned, not understanding how gravely Draco felt for you as he became quiet almost immediately, almost like an obedient dog. You were a little surprised, but you feigned nonchalance. “Listen, I appreciate the offering, but I looked at it for not even ten seconds! That does not mean I actually want it, Malfoy.”

Draco remained silent, almost like he was contemplating her words as her chest heaved of simmered frustration. And then, he nodded, giving you a brief smile before turning around, heading towards the Library’s exit. You pulled another face, irritated beyond compare before stuffing your hands in the pockets of your robes.

That was until you felt a cold metal in the right one.

You pulled it out, cursing under your breath as your head cocked towards Draco’s friend group, where your brother also sat. Scoffing at Draco’s notion, your feet carried you to Blaise, where you slammed the ring on his table, causing Theodore to sit completely upright.

“Well, hello there, love—” Theodore began with his deep voice, only to be swatted on the head by Blaise.

“Blaise, I swear on Salazar’s grave, if you do not get Malfoy to leave me alone, I will feed your organs to our dead stepfather,” you hissed, leaning forward as Pansy bit her bottom lip, fighting the urge to grin.

“Which one?” Blaise remarked, his eyes still trained on his book as you snatched it out of his hands, giving him a warning look as he sighed. “Just accept the ring—”

“NO!” You yelled, leaving the ring on the table as you thudded the novel against its wood before Theodore, once again, jumped at the noise as you left, leaving a vexed Blaise, an exasperated Irma Pince (who had flinched at the sudden outburst, and Pansy), who seemed to be falling in love with you every second.

As the soles of your Doc Martens entered your Common Room the following week, you made your way over to the couch, rubbing your wrists because of the hair ties that had strangled them. Your gaze had been on them the entire time, so long that as soon as you looked up, a few stares were coming your way, wrinkling your eyebrows as you looked them up and down. It was natural for some Slytherins—mostly girls—to dislike you purely because of Blaise. Not your twin specifically, but they were jealous of the attention you received from his friends, Theodore and Draco. It was the same for Pansy, even though (as much as you admired her) she had been horrible to everyone she’s ever met.

In all respects, you were not rude. You just didn’t like talking with people. A totally understandable prospect, right?

Back to the situation at hand, you had just approached the couch, freezing when you saw the amount of people huddled around an object on the sofa. You tutted, weaving your way past, most likely stepping on someone’s toes. You only wanted to sit down and rest your feet.

“Salazar’s sakes, can you move—?!” You began to raise your voice, but your words quickly died down in your throat, noting the extremely large package resting on the velvet cushions of the emerald couch. You glanced at the girl beside you, recognising her to be Daphne Greengrass, who smiled slightly before handing you an envelope.

“It’s for you…” She nodded awkwardly, giving the box a glance before turning away from you. You looked at the envelope, seeing that the seal wax was in your favourite colour, the actual symbol being a dragon.

Curious, you opened it, your fingers lightly grazing the parchment as your eyes moved along the page, the cursive letters peaking your curiosity. There was a dry flower taped to the note and you picked it off with care, the corners of your mouth briefly curling when you saw your favourite rose, looking fresh.

‘Dearest [Y/N],

I hope this note finds you well. As the annual ball approaches, I wanted to extend an invitation to you. I've chosen a dress and jewellery set that I believe would compliment your elegance and beauty. Please consider it a gesture of goodwill, with no expectations or strings attached.

 I wanted to offer this gift and extend an olive branch in the hope that we can enjoy a pleasant evening together, even if it's just as friends. If you still decide not to attend with me, I completely understand and respect your choice.

Wishing you happiness and looking forward to whatever the future holds for us, whether as friends or acquaintances.

Sincerely,

D.M.’

“How romantic,” Pansy’s voice suddenly appeared against your ear, a smirk tugging on her lips as she looked you up and down, seeing you eye the box with agitation. You cock your head to face her, your lips pressing together.

“Go away, Pans,” you mumbled, scrunching the note up as you shoved it in your pocket. You kept the rose, however, safely in your other pocket, too pretty to be destroyed. You picked up the box, throwing a look to whoever else that dared to gawk at you before descending up the staircase towards your dorm with a huff.

“Did she like it?” Draco’s voice suddenly boomed in Pansy’s ear as she jumped, pushing the blonde boy away, still gazing at where you had gone.

“She hasn’t even opened it, you twat,” Pansy retorted, walking past him as she made her way towards Theo, giving him a pleading look as he pulled the cigarette from between his lips.

“What?” He asked in a hushed voice, but immediately widened his eyes when Draco began nearing them. “Shit—”

“Did she like the rose?” Draco asked once more, his gaze becoming frantic as he looked at the stairwell. Theo pinched the bridge of his nose, stubbing out his cigarette as he tossed it aside.

“I mean, she kind of smiled—”

“She smiled?!” Draco guffawed, his lips curving into a wide grin as he sighed dreamily, sitting on the armchair beside Theo. Both Pansy and Theo shared another look as the short-haired girl sucked in a breath, forcing a smile on her lips.

“I wouldn’t say that, Draco. Like, she was a little flattered that someone knew her favourite flower—”

“Rose.”

“Flower,” Pansy repeated, feeling irked as she crossed her arms. “But the smile dropped as soon as she saw it was you who gave her the dress.”

“She smiled,” was all Draco said, gleeful as he leaned into his seat, staring at the ceiling as he began to daydream.

“Fucking hell,” Theo muttered, shaking his head as he ran a hand through his brown hair. “What are we gonna do with this kid?”

“You’ve got to be fucking shitting me.”

You had unwrapped the box. You had taken out the dress. You had taken out the jewellery, as well as the shoes and whatever else. You expected to hate everything in the gift box, predicting that you would’ve shredded the gown to pieces by now

But this guy had bought a dress so ethereal that it had suited all your tastes. You were satisfied with what was in front of you.

Donned with sequins, the dress was in a mermaid-cut style, which would’ve accentuated your curves perfectly. The bodice had a perfected pleated detailing on the waist, the gems glowing under the light of your room as your fingers itched to trail across the silk. The gown featured romantic puff sleeves which would line up your chest with a flattering square neckline. Overall, it was an airy dress that reached to the floor, creating a beautiful silhouette that would make you glow, the ivory satin of the dress increasing your beauty since it contrasted with your skin tone perfectly.

The jewellery was a whole different story. Draco had bought stones so expensive that you didn’t think you’d be able to wear them, the necklace could potentially weigh your neck down. The actual diamonds were in your favourite colour, but the crystals were silver and would rest above your cleavage excellently. There was also a matching ring with the same diamond.

Hesitantly, you reached for the ring, trying it on every finger. Shuddering, you raised your eyebrows, realising the ring would only fit on your actual ring finger. You scoffed, tossing the ring back into the box, disregarding the crème-coloured heels as you sat on the edge of your bed, head in your hands.

You were lost. This was too much. The dress was gorgeous. Simple, but exquisite. The jewellery was impeccable, and you wondered momentarily if these jewels actually belonged to the Malfoy family.

You turned your head, beginning to tug on your bottom lip with your teeth as you jigged your thighs up and down, at a crossroads. You couldn’t wear this and not go with Draco. That would just be downright cruel.

Damn, you began to think. Damn, damn, damn.

“Blaise.”

No response.

“I know you can hear me.”

No response.

“Your book is upside down.”

“I think the fuck not,” Blaise shot back, checking to see if Draco’s statement was correct. Blaise narrowed his eyes, closing them fleetingly as he jerked his head to the side, meeting the blue, wide-eyed boy’s face with exasperation.

“Stop asking me about my sister.”

“No.”

“Merlin’s fucking balls, Malfoy—”

“I just want to know if she’s going with me tonight. It’s been days since I’ve given her the dress! I haven’t gotten an answer!” Draco interjected, his hands clasped in front of him, almost as if he was begging Blaise. His best friend slumped in his seat, dropping his book onto the table before him as he placed his hands behind his head.

“I. Do. Not. Know,” Blaise reaffirmed, granting him a sarcastic smile, his eyes locking onto someone else as he let out a groan.

You had entered the study hall, eyes scanning the classroom before they landed on your twin brother. You sighed in relief, fiddling with your watch as you cursed, noting it was five minutes past six.

As you stood before Blaise, you made eye contact with Draco, curtly nodding at him as you cleared your throat.

“Where’s Pansy?” You asked quietly, looking around the room once again to see if she was there. Blaise shrugged, which didn’t help you at all. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

“I don’t know.When will people stop asking me questions I don’t have the answer to?” Blaise  questioned, causing you to roll your eyes before you fled, rushing down the hallways towards the dungeons.

Draco was staring at Blaise expectantly, his lips pressed together as he leaned forward. “Well?”

“End my life already,” he grumbled, closing his eyes. “She nodded at you. Which means she’s going.”

“With me?”

“No. Cormac McGlaggen.”

“WHAT—?!”

“SHUT UP.”

Meanwhile, you had found Pansy making out with some girl from Hufflepuff. Sighing, you pulled her away from the girl, causing the other to feel embarrassed as Pansy pulled your hands off her.

“What’s your problem?” Pansy muttered, fixing her hair as you threw her a look, smiling once you saw that the Hufflepuff had scurried off.

“I… need a favour,” you shrugged, smiling awkwardly as your lips thinned. She pulled a face, causing you to shove her shoulder.

“What is it, then?” You puffed your cheeks, looking around the hallway as you fiddled with your hands behind your back, wanting to pull out your hair.

“Needyoutodressmyhair,” you talked under your breath, causing Pansy to furrow her eyebrows as she crossed her arms.

“Eh?” You threw your head back, staring at the ceiling as you squeezed your eyes shut.

“I need you to dress my hair.”

A gasp escaped Pansy’s lips, her hands across her chest as she tilted her head, smiling mockingly as smiled at her back bitingly.

“Your first thought was me? Aw, [Y/N]!” Pansy waved you off, sighing contently, you having enough of her as you grabbed her wrist, dragging her away to your dorm.

You had waited until everyone else was gone to exit the Slytherin Common Room, already infected with nerves as you stepped carefully across the floor, slowly walking towards the Great Hall. Surprisingly, you had finished getting ready (with the help of Pansy and a lot of magic) in under two hours, leaving you enough time to make sure you didn’t trip on the way to the Yule Ball.

You didn’t know what Draco had worn, wanting to see what he looked like—only to make sure he didn’t make you look bad. Pansy had done your eye makeup since you didn’t know how, your friend going for a [Y/F/C] eyeshadow palette that winged your eyes. Your lip colour was as deep as the richest of raspberries from the Forbidden Forest. Your hair was in a braided crown, white daisies blooming in the tresses of your locks as the rest of your hair flowed down, the length ending at your middle-back. Large stones hung from your ears, matching with your necklace that felt heavy on your collarbone.

Heels clicking against the stone of the castle, you finally got to the staircase that led straight to the Great Hall. You gripped the wall anxiously, Draco’s ring on your right ring finger as you peeked around the corner, eyes softening (only slightly) once your eyes had landed on your date.

From what you could see, Draco looked as handsome as he always was—you’d never admit that to his face. Draco was dressed in a robe tuxedo, his dress shirt and bowtie the same ivory white like your gown. The buttons of his shirt sparkled under the flames of the torches in the hallway as he checked his watch, scratching his chin as he waited for you. He also wore a black cumberbund, to your astoundment, his robes as dark as the bewitched night sky in the Great Hall. Lastly, his signature snake ring, the one you refused to keep the other week in the Library, bore his middle finger on his right hand, which defined the veins in his hand as he flexed it.

Now or never, now or never, now or never, you repeated in your mind, silently stepping out of the shadows. Your heels clicked against the first step, causing Draco’s head to pick up. Your breath caught in your throat as you caught his gaze, your hands falling to your sides as you walked carefully down the staircase.

You tried so hard not to trip, but luckily for you, Draco seemed ready to catch you as he stood at the end of the stairs, catching your hand as you instinctively reached out for him. You thanked him with a small smile, steadying yourself on the ground floor as you looked up at him, his towering figure seeming to fit in with you perfectly.

“Sorry. Sort of took my time,” you mumbled, scratching the space behind your ear. Abruptly, the jewellery set Draco gifted you suddenly felt light, no longer itching your skin away as Draco’s touch warmed your hands, your fingers coincidentally on his vena amoris in his wrist—vein of love—that led to his ring finger and connected to the veins of his beating heart. You gulped, praying he didn’t know that as he smiled softly, his gloved thumb running over the palm of your right hand.

“‘s fine. I got you something,” Draco replied, catching you off guard as you hesitated, your mouth ajar.

“You’ve gotten me enough things, Malfoy,” you chuckled, averse. You didn’t want Draco to spend so much on you—must he insist on buying you things all the time?

Yet, as soon as you saw the final gift, your lips parted in astonishment, staring at the corsage that Draco had taken out of his pocket. You looked up at him, the peach of the rose pinned to the corsage gleaming at you as he watched your amazed face carefully, scanning it for confirmation before he slipped it onto your wrist. You gulped once again, your throat raw as you didn’t know what to say.

“You… you didn’t have to buy me a corsage,” you murmured quietly, staring at your painted toenails, refusing to meet his gaze as his hand moved to link your arms together.

“What kind of date would I be if I didn’t get you a corsage?” he responded gently, earning a cool blush from you, clearing your throat as you picked your head up, nodding.

Draco sensed that you didn’t want to talk anymore, noting the redness that appeared in your cheeks. He decided not to speak on it, knowing that you would probably glare him to the ground. Instead, he led you towards the Great Hall, the soft sound of organs and harps entering your ears as the corners of your lips turned upwards, entering the room with a heart rate that quickened every second.

A number of students (from fourth year and above) were in attendance. Yet, every single pair of eyes were on the pair of you. You gripped Draco’s arm tightly, glancing at him as he reciprocated, leading you to where your friend group stood. The first dance hadn’t happened yet.

“Merlin, bless your souls,” Pansy sighed, faking tears as she hung off Theo’s arm, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Fuck off,” you tutted, pressing your lips together. You eyed her appearance, relenting slightly as you mumbled. “You look pretty.”

“Thank you,” she retorted, winking at you as Blaise appeared with Luna. Luna widened her eyes in admiration, reaching out to touch your puff sleeves.

“You look beautiful, [Y/N]. Like a dove!” she complimented sweetly, Blaise nodding in agreement, but refusing to say anything. He smiled, glancing at Draco, who only had eyes for you.

“Thank you, Luna,” you smiled, the only real smile you had given today. “You looked gorgeous,” you added, raking your eyes over the light blue satin of her gown.

“Guys, the first song is going to start,” Theo announced, his arm around Pansy as he dragged her to the floor, the pair of them giggling to themselves, seeming to be a little tipsy. Blaise also kissed the back of Luna’s hand, pulling her along gently as they made their way towards the middle of the room.

You glanced at Draco, your smile still lingering as you looked at your feet.

“Would you do me the honour and grant me a dance, Miss Zabini?” Draco murmured, his tone soft as your tongue poked your cheek, utterly wordless.

“I might step on your toes,” you breathed, your voice quiet as his thumb brushed against your fingers.

“I won’t mind,” he replied, smiling as he took the lead, causing you to follow him to the middle of the hall. You looked around, copying everyone else’s movements as you wrapped your arms around his neck, staring up at him with uneasiness.

“Relax,” he whispered against your ear, your shoulders immediately losing their tenseness as his hands pressed against your hips, guiding you as your feet followed his, syncing to the slow song that played in the background as the lights dimmed. You gazed into his eyes, not wanting to stare at anyone else, aware that others were sending you looks.

“Why does every girl have to have a crush on you?” you questioned, your gaze dropping as you felt unease. Draco tutted, tilting your chin up as you swallowed imaginary air, shivering under the coldness of his glove.

“Thought you didn’t care about anyone else’s opinion,” he mused, causing you to give him a bored look. 

“‘course I care. Just look at their patronising stares. It’s unnerving,” you grimaced, rolling back your shoulders as he twirled you around, his hands travelling up your waist as he picked you up, spinning you around whilst you gasped.

“I’m not looking at them. I’m looking at you,” Draco said softly, shrugging playfully as you scoffed lightly, feeling your cheeks warm once again. “You look stunning, [Y/N]. Absolutely stunning,” he whispered, his minty breath fanning against your face as your expression softened.

“Well, um, this is the gown you bought me,” you chuckled. You always felt weird whenever you accepted a compliment.

“It is,” he replied, his grin still tugging on his lips, “I may have picked out the gown, but it's you who makes it look so graceful… You are the definition of elegance, [Y/N] Zabini,” he whispered, a little breath escaping your lips as he brought you closer.

“I… I’ve hated you for so long,” you uttered, furrowing your eyebrows. “But you never gave up after the amount of times I’ve rejected you. Why?” Draco thought for a moment, taking in your delicate countenance.

“I don’t really know. I think I never gave up because I genuinely care about you. I saw something special in you, and I was willing to keep trying because I believe in us.” The entire time, Draco had kept true to his words, his voice fragile, as if he was going to break at any moment. He honestly could not believe that you had finally given him a chance.

You didn’t know what to say. You stared at him, disbelieved, tilting your head to the side as your expression faltered. And then, you knew what to do, your eyes flickering from his eyes, to his lips.

Hesitantly, you encaptured his lips with yours, your hands reaching up to his hair as Draco was taken by surprise, but kissed back nonetheless. You were never good with your words, but your actions always made up for it. Your noses touched as you mewled helplessly, allowing him to capture all of you as he smiled against your lips, almost wanting to scoop you up and take you out of here.

A flash suddenly caused you two to pull away, squinting your eyes as the pair of you turned to the side, letting go of each other as you stood there, mouth agape. Colin Creevey, a fourth year, had pictured your kiss with his rather massive camera, the younger kid smiling at the photo with satisfaction.

“Fucks sakes,” Draco grumbled at the fourth year as you picked up your dress, snatching the camera off Creevey with a stare so defiant, it could kill the Dark Lord himself.

“Hey—!”

“You people are not ruining tonight for me,” you snapped, knowing exactly who set this up, shooting Blaise and Theo a snarky smile before deleting the picture almost immediately, shoving the camera back into the boy’s arms before grasping one of Draco's fingers and leading him out of the floor, the Slytherin prince happily following behind you with an adoring smile across his lips.

The finger you just so happened to grab was his ring finger of his left hand. This very particular finger, as stated before, had a special sort of vein that growed throughout the body, stopping at the middle of Draco's heart—vena amoris.

Was it a coincidence that you took Draco's ring finger instead of his hand? I think not.

For he had fought his way into your heart for years, and now, you had entered his.

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