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Cry For Me | George Weasley x Reader

Masterlist | Cry For Me Masterlist 

Chapter 12 - Cry For Me 

Words: 4.3k

Warnings: Angst

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One tear is all it takes.

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Finally, the most awaited night commences—The Yule Ball.

There stood George Weasley beside his twin, Fred, both in their lavishing set of suits as they waited for their dates, the set of best friends Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet. Fred could feel the sweat in his palms as he anticipated Angelina. He was, after all, dating the girl, but this event was their first official date. He fancied the girl too much to make a fool of himself today. Today had to be perfect. 

George, on the other hand, didn’t really think too much about the ball. A fortnight has passed since he came down to the Slytherin dungeons, attempting to talk to his Slytherin in hopes of clearing the air between them again. But to no avail; there were no signs of the girl, even as the days have passed. And so, George halted his hope, assuming that he would eventually hear of the girl’s return when she did, as she was often the talk of the castle after all. 

Every head in the hall suddenly turned towards the entrance. The gents’ eyes shone in awe at the sight, the ladies’ heads enveloped with mesmerization, some with jealousy, as the Slytherin queen entered the hall. 

Effortlessly beautiful, Y/N Icestone shines brighter than all the stars in the sky combined. 

She descends the staircase like the royalty she is. A stunning white corset with hints of tiny diamonds all over and a puff in each sleeve embraces her frame perfectly like a doll, paired with her long bouffant skirt that falls off her legs. And on top of her head was a tiara. The one that labeled her as the next Lady Malfoy.

George didn’t expect the Slytherin to show up today, especially at the Yule Ball, a gathering of all sorts. He knew that the girl wasn’t fond of gatherings like this. But how come today was an exception? 

The boy raised his brows in shock, jaw slightly dropping at the sight of the beautiful girl. The ginger was frozen in his spot as if an ice queen had tortured him there. 

But it’s true. 

The ginger was being tortured by his own ice queen, and he couldn’t help but feel the acid in his stomach go up as he spotted the Slytherin queen accepting the offering hand of the very own Slytherin prince. 

Y/N moved through the crowd, her eyes scanning the room. As she passed by George, she noticed him staring—she noticed how he seemed to be lost in thought, caught up in whatever was running through his mind.

For a moment, she considered stopping, acknowledging him. But she chose not to. 

Her lips pressed into a thin line as she kept walking, the faintest trace of a smile playing on her lips, but it was one of amusement—perhaps even a little pity—for the ginger boy who couldn’t seem to look away despite having a date of his own.

As Y/N walked past him, George couldn’t shake the feeling of disappointment that washed over him. He had been staring, sure, but she had noticed—and she hadn’t even spared him a second glance. It stung more than he wanted to admit.

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The Great Hall was quite impressive. Floating candles cast a gentle golden glow around the area as magical snowflakes floated lazily above the pupils' heads. The Weird Sisters' music filled the air, mixed with laughing and the odd clinking of glasses as students from all four Hogwarts Houses, together with Durmstrang and Beauxbaton students, danced and mingled together.

George Weasley stood by the edge of the dance floor, his eyes fixated on Y/N Icestone, like everyone else, who was caught in conversation with her friends. 

He couldn’t help himself—he had been watching her all evening, unable to look away from the way her gown caught the light, the way her small smile seemed to draw all the warmth in the room toward her.

Y/N Icestone had been the star of the evening, her presence magnetic. She had already shared a dance with Draco Malfoy, who had smirked his way through their waltz, clearly enjoying the attention it garnered.

George Weasley leaned against a pillar near the dance floor, his jaw tight as he watched.

"Are you going to stand there sulking all night, or are you going to do something about it?" Fred teased as he approached, clearly aware of George’s dilemma.

George grumbled something incoherent, but Fred's teasing shove sent him stumbling forward.

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As Y/N and Draco approached the drinks table, George ambled over, still trying to get a sense of what exactly he should do with himself. 

He was never one to back down from a challenge, and if there was one thing he knew how to do, it was disrupt a Slytherin’s evening.

Draco was the first to spot him, of course.

"Weasley," Draco sneered, his usual disdain evident as he ran a hand through his platinum-blonde hair. "Enjoying the festivities?"

George flashed a grin, his usual carefree attitude in full force. "Enjoying it? You could say I’m thrilled, Malfoy." He raised his glass in mock toast. 

"And you? I see you're here with the stunning Y/N Icestone." He threw a playful wink in Y/N’s direction, knowing exactly what kind of reaction he was going to get from Draco.

The Icestone heir, however, raised an eyebrow, unamused by the jab. She didn’t want to be rattled, especially by George Weasley. She simply took a sip of her drink, her expression unreadable. "If you're finished with the jokes, Weasley," she said coolly, her voice smooth, "maybe you could go back to your friends and leave us to our evening."

George's grin widened. "Oh, I don’t think so, Icestone. I’m just getting started. After all, who could resist a chance to witness Malfoy’s dazzling dance moves?"

Draco narrowed his eyes. "Don’t push it, Weasley," he growled, stepping a little closer. "You really think I’m going to let you ruin this evening? Maybe you should take your mischievous little act elsewhere."

Y/N shot Draco a quick glance, and then, to George’s surprise, she spoke with a certain calmness as if trying to keep the peace. "Draco, relax. He's just trying to get a rise out of you."

"Yeah," George chimed in, still grinning. "Just having a little fun. You know, like I always do." He looked at Y/N again, his tone slightly teasing. "I didn’t think you were into the whole Malfoy vibe, Icestone. I thought you liked someone with a little more... charm."

The girl’s lips curled into a subtle, knowing smile. "And I suppose you're the picture of charm, Weasley?" She raised an eyebrow, clearly unamused by his boldness. "Maybe I like someone who doesn’t try so hard."

George's eyes gleamed. "Ouch," he said dramatically. "You wound me, Icestone. But seriously, Malfoy?"

Draco’s hands clenched into fists at his sides, but Y/N, once again, stepped in between them. "Enough, both of you," she said, her voice sharper this time. "It’s Christmas, for Merlin’s sake. Don’t you think you’ve caused enough trouble for one night?"

George’s grin faltered slightly. "Alright, alright," he said, throwing his hands up in mock surrender. "I was just having a laugh."

The girl turned to Draco, her voice softening. "Come on, Draco. Let's just enjoy the rest of the night."

Draco shot one last glare at George, then reluctantly nodded. "Fine, fine. But if he does anything else to ruin this night, I will hex him into next week."

The girl shot him a look. "Not tonight, Draco. Enjoy yourself."

“I’m getting myself a drink.” declared Draco as he left Y/N’s side. 

Turning to face the Gryffindor, the Slytherin suddenly became cold in demeanor, eyes shooting daggers toward the ginger. “What are you doing, Weasley?” she demanded, crossing her arms. 

George frowned, crossing his arms above his chest as he looked at the Slytherin. “I haven’t seen you in a while. Care to explain?” He asked, earning an eye roll from Y/N.

“I have nothing to say to you, Weasley. Leave me alone.” She seethed, clearly angry at the ginger.

George sighed. “Look, Y/N, I’m sorry for last time. If you could just let me explain-” 

“No, George. It’s over. I don’t want to hear it.” hissed the Icestone heir.

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The festivities continued at the Great Hall, where most of the students present had either been dancing the night away or consuming more alcohol than they could handle.  The air was alive with the sound of laughter, clinking goblets, and the faint hum of holiday magic.

George remained seated at the shared table among Gryffindors in his same year. Due to George's foul mood, his date, Alicia, has been long gone. They didn’t even dance nor hardly spoke to each other tonight. George’s attention was on something else. Someone else. And Alicia decided to just enjoy the night without him. 

After some time, George is joined by Harry and Ron, who are unhappy with their dates and the ball in general. 

“You guys look like you’re having the time of your lives,” said Fred as he approached the table, coming from his dance with Angelina. 

George rolled his eyes at his twin while the younger Gryffindors groaned. 

“Look at her! She didn’t even tell me that Viktor bloody Krum asked her to the ball!” complained Ron. 

George’s eyes trailed towards Hermione Granger, who grinningly stepped away from Durmstrang’s champion and approached a table to sit herself down. 

“You’ve been eyeing her all night, dear brother. Why not go and ask her to dance?” George encouraged Ron as he patted his younger brother’s back. 

“I would, but only if you ask Y/N Icestone to dance.” Ron challenged. 

George rolled his eyes, his face flushing with embarrassment. “I can’t just walk up to her like that. She literally ignored me earlier. I’ve probably already made a fool of myself.”

“Either ask her to dance or I will.” Fred’s grin was all a challenge.

George straightened, a flicker of determination crossing his face. “Like you’d stand a chance.”

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“Viktor Krum, huh.” Y/N began, sitting beside the wise Gryffindor, a star on her own. 

“Y/N. You look beautiful.” Hermione complimented, causing Y/N to express a shy smile. 

“Me? Well, look at you! You’re gorgeous! If I were a boy, I’d offer you a hand and bring you to the dance floor myself.” The Slytherin stated, making the girl in a purple gown laugh. 

“Drink?” Hermione offered; the Slytherin girl accepted the goblet and took a sip, aiming to quench her thirst from mingling with other people. 

Everything was quiet until she felt a slight tap on her shoulder, making her look at the intruder. 

“Dance with me?” 

The Slytherin narrowed her eyes towards the ginger, face showing no emotion but her head full of questions as to why her enemy turned friend turned lover turned friend turned enemy again was offering her a dance. 

She feigned a cough, rolling her eyes before answering, “You must be out of your mind, Weasley.” 

Unfortunately for Icestone, the ginger was unfazed by her indirect rejection, not retrieving his offering hand towards the Slytherin. “You didn’t even answer my question.” 

Y/N scoffed. “With you? Absolutely not.” 

With the Gryffindor finally retrieving his hand and abruptly placing it into his pocket, he questioned, “Why not?” 

Once again, the girl scoffed, ascending from her seat before crossing her arms around her chest. “I think you know very well as to why.” She began. “I despise you, everything you are!” 

The boy smirked. “Liar.” 

“That makes the two of us.” The girl snapped as she fixed her lovely gown and snaked her hand to the arm of the Gryffindor ginger. 

The couple made their way towards the side of the dance floor, clearly not wanting to be the center of attention because, for sure, they’d be the gossip of the whole school. To be really honest, they’d still be the gossip of the entire school just by deciding to dance with each other, in the center of the dance floor or merely at the sides. The tale of two ex-lovers from rivaling houses reunited publicly as they ditch their dates and dance the night away. Lovely headline, don’t you think? 

George carefully placed his right hand at the waist of the Slytherin girl, his touch feather-like as if the girl was made out of fine china. Delicate. His warm hand clutched the opposite hand of the girl, holding it gently as it perfectly fits his own as if it was destined to be for him.

Meanwhile, the girl partially had her attention on the floor, watching her golden shoes, careful not to trip on her gown. Somehow, all her confidence from earlier was discombobulated. 

Her legs were wobbly, and her stomach dropped as her veins felt like it was flowing with electricity as soon as she felt his skin against hers. Abruptly placing her left hand on the shoulder of the tall ginger, she glanced at the boy before her, only to find that the Gryffindor had already been staring at her.

The halls were filled with majestical music sounds from bewitched classical instruments. The piano conveys simple elegance as it contrasts the dominant sound of different strings. 

The couple danced through the tunes with the steps they practiced in that one session with McGonagall and Snape. The boy led the girl as he twirled her around, making her feel like she was flying through the sky. 

Y/N Icestone could not deny the adrenaline, serotonin, and dopamine spike as she swayed with the Gryffindor. He was the best among the men she had danced through the night. Mainly because she felt her fragile heart leaping with joy. 

As the music swirled around them, the two of them fell into a comfortable rhythm, moving together with surprising ease. There was a spark between them, a little playful energy that made the dance feel more like a conversation than a formal waltz.

The first tune played by. Then, the second and the third. Then, the fourth and the fifth. As the magical night progressed, a lot has changed. The pairs in the middle of the dance floor have rotated, some retrieving to their seats to breathe while some deciding to finally let their body move to the beat. One thing hasn’t changed, though. 

The couple was still glued together. 

Even after the countless dance pieces the couple shared, George’s eyes did not leave the doll-like face of the Slytherin queen. He was studying, examining, and memorizing every inch and corner of her beautifully structured face. 

Meanwhile, Y/N’s eyes purposely avoided the ginger’s because she thought that if she reciprocated the look the boy had been sending her since she entered the hall, he would be able to see right into her soul. He would be able to unlock and free what Y/N Icestone had been burying deep inside her for weeks. He would be able to find out how she still loves him and how he’s still the one she’s after all these weeks, despite their heartbreaking encounter at the astronomy tower. 

Finding the next interesting thing besides the boy she’s dancing with, she can’t help but direct her eyes towards the Gryffindor girl she’d known to be Alicia Spinnet. That’s precisely when reality hit her. 

Reality hit her like a thousand bricks being thrown at her. It hit her like the unwanted cold from the dryness of winter. It hit her like the pouring rain where she had no means of cover. It hit her like a sword piercing through her heart, and she had no shield to defend herself from it. 

Y/N Icestone’s heart sank. This moment with George was the happiest moment she had ever had in all her years attending the wizarding school combined, but she didn’t know if it would ever happen again. She didn’t even know if she would still be able to talk to the boy or even see the boy after this night. 

Turning her attention away from the date of the boy she was dancing with, her eyes landed on the familiar blonde, who was now talking to Pansy Parkinson. She frowned. 

George's hand slid lower on the Slytherin’s hips, causing the girl to finally direct her attention towards him, narrowing her eyes at the ginger. The Gryffindor plastered a wide grin, making the girl’s heart skip a beat. 

A few moments later, Y/N became conscious of how she looked under the tall boy, so she looked up at him and raised a brow. 

“Did your mother ever tell you that it's rude to stare? You’ve been giving me the same look ever since I entered the hall.” She spoke, breaking the long silence in their cloud. 

George smirked. “So you noticed how I couldn’t take my eyes off you but didn’t do anything about it.” 

The girl scoffed. “I don’t reckon I must do something about it, Weasley. It’s not my fault.”

The Gryffindor softly chuckled, shaking his head. “But it's partially your fault. I can’t just help but admire your face, Icestone.” 

“And why is that?” Icestone pinned. 

“It looks so disgusted,” George pointed out, “Cheer up, will you? Or else people will think you’re having a bad night because of me.” 

The Slytherin furrowed her brows. “Well, that’s because I’m dancing with you.” She uttered.

George’s smirk grew wider. “You’re so obsessed with me. You love to hate me.” He teased.

Y/N raised a brow towards the ginger. “Tell me, what makes you different, Weasley? I mean, I was not the one who came striding down the hall to ask me for a dance.” 

George was about to answer until he said,

“Ow!” George winced. “You stepped on my bloody shoe!” 

The girl’s face turned crimson, slightly embarrassed. “That’s because you’re not giving me enough space!” She pulled back slightly, looking utterly mortified.

George held onto her tighter, his grin easing the tension. “Well, you know what they say, Icestone. Keep your friends close but your enemies closer.” 

Y/N groaned at the boy.

The dance had been unexpected, even for George, but something about Y/N’s steady confidence—her challenge—had kept him from backing out. The banter, the little teasing moments… it was all part of something that felt less about formality and more about enjoying the moment.

As the song shifted into a slower, softer tune, George found himself looking at the Slytherin again, studying her. Though perfectly styled, her hair had started to soften around her face with movement, and her expression was still that perfect blend of calm and sharp intelligence. But now, there was a faint flush on her cheeks—a hint of something unguarded as they both relaxed after their whirlwind dance.

The girl noticed his gaze and smirked, raising an eyebrow. "What is it, Weasley?"

George laughed, trying to think of a quick retort, but there was something in the way Y/N Icestone looked at him—half-amused, half-curious—that made him pause for a second.

“One more dance?” He asked.

The Icestone heir rolled her eyes. “One last dance.” 

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The music shifted again, this time moving into a slower, almost romantic melody. As the couple moved back onto the floor, George found himself not just trying to impress the Icestone heir but genuinely enjoying how they moved together—still not a perfect waltz, but a natural rhythm. The room around them faded, and it was just the two of them, swaying to the music, each step in sync, each turn smooth.

"How are you so good at this?" Y/N’s voice, soft and low, broke the silence between them.

George tilted his head, a little surprised by the question. "Dancing? Me?" he asked, half-laughing. "I just follow the music. The same way I follow the jokes."

The girl’s gaze softened as she looked at him. George thought he saw a glimmer of something different in her eyes for a split second—a softness that wasn’t there before. But just as quickly, she blinked, and it was gone, her expression settling back into its usual composed form.

As the music drew to a close, George and Y/N slowly came to a stop, still standing in the center of the floor as they continued to hold each other.

“Let go of my hand.” The Slytherin whispered.

“Then let go of mine.” The ginger challenged.

Still not moving from their position, the girl huffed, rolling her eyes. “Get your hand off my waist, Weasley.” She demanded.

George grinned. “YOU get your hand off my shoulder, Icestone.” 

The girl shook her head at the ginger’s antics. “You’re a nightmare.” 

George chuckled, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before letting go. He leaned in a little closer, lowering his voice just enough that only Y/N could hear. “Ouch. I’m not your dream?” 

For a moment, Y/N looked surprised by the sudden closeness of the boy, her expression softening. But it was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by the usual confident mask. “You’re just everything I love fearing, Weasley. You’re everything I need, and it’s so dumb.” 

George tilted his head, a little surprised by the response. “What are we?” He asked.

“We?” The Slytherin furrowed her brows. “There’s no we.” 

George felt the weight of her words. “Yes, there was. And there is now and even tomorrow. What are we?” 

Y/N stared at him for a long moment, then broke the silence with a sigh, her voice almost softer than usual. “We’re not who we used to be.” 

George shook his head. “Tell me something I don’t already know.” 

Y/N pushed past him as she headed towards the refreshment table. “Weasley, we’re toxic. Right from the start. Right until the end.” 

Quickly following her, George answered, “It doesn’t have to be that way.” 

The girl rolled her eyes at the boy’s statement. “As I told you earlier, George, it’s over between us.”

As Y/N stood by the refreshment table, she reached for a glass of firewhisky, quickly chugging down the drink. The girl turned to face the ginger with an unamused look on her face. 

“Why did you even ask me to dance, George? Were you plotting how to stay in my head?” She asked. 

George crossed his arms, smirking. “Did it work?” 

The girl groaned. “Stay away from me, Weasley.” She cautioned, her nerves starting to get fired up. 

“I can’t,” George replied. 

“Yes,” She hissed. “Yes, you can.”

George frowned as he shook his head. “No. I can’t.”

Y/N sighed. “Why not then?” 

“I…I can’t explain it,” murmured George, looking down at the floor.

The girl sighed once again. “You’ll only be a heartbreak for me, George Weasley.” She whispered. 

“No.” George stammered.

“We had only and nothing but time, Weasley. But some things just change overnight. You’re not the same as before. We had our good days, but we just fucked it up. So, this is goodbye, Weasley.” Y/N blurted.

The ginger looked up at the girl, brows raised in shock. “Don’t tell me you’re still planning on marrying bloody Draco Malfoy.” He grumbled.

The Icestone heir rolled her eyes at the ginger. “Then I won’t.” 

“What do you think you’re doing Icestone?! Are you mad?! You don’t belong to Malfoy!” George bellowed as he grabbed both Y/N’s arms. 

Y/N gritted her teeth as she forced her hand away from the grip of the fuming Weasley. “I belong to nobody, George. Not to Malfoy and not to you. I own myself and no one else. Hope that doesn’t bother you. Now, mind your own business and leave me be.” 

“But it does!” The Gryffindor grumbled, his hands running down his hair in distress. 

“It does bother me. It bothers me so much I can’t sleep at night, I can’t eat properly, and I, bloody hell, can not go a day without thinking of you beside me and in my arms, where you belong. I fancy you, Y/N Icestone. I want you. I need you. I really do.” He continued.

The Slytherin shook her head. “I don’t believe you, George.”

“But it's true --”

“No, you don’t, George!” Y/N bellowed. “You just want the thought of me. Not me. You’re in love with the fact that despite you trashing my heart like a piece of rubbish, I still chase for you. You’re in love with the fact that there’s someone like me who’s still after you. So no, I don’t believe you, George!” 

“Then how can I make you?” He pleaded.

“Even if you try, then how can I? After everything you have done to me, you can’t just possibly believe that I would trust you after everything you put me through. I’m sick of you, George. So, so sick of you!” The girl cried.

“But-”

“Save it, Weasley! You had your chance and you blew it away. We’re done, George. For good this time.” She snapped.

“Forgiveness!” George blurted out. 

“What?” Y/N asked, slightly taken aback. 

George took hold of the girl’s hands again, gently squeezing hers as he said, “If you can’t trust me, then at least forgive me. I beg you to forgive me, Icestone. For everything.” 

Y/N shook her head. “It’s not that easy --” 

George nodded. “You can curse me. Curse me as much as you want, Icestone. Curse me until your hatred turns into anger. As long as you let everything out, we can return to how we used to.” He pleaded.

“...”

“Merlin! Anything! Just tell me what I should do so you can forgive me. I would do anything. For your forgiveness.” The Gryffindor murmured, desperation in his eyes as he stared at Y/N’s cold ones.

After a few moments of silence, the Slytherin finally answered,

“Cry for me.” She demanded.

“What?” 

“Cry for me.” She repeated. “I want you to cry for me. Just like I cried, even if it's just pretend, cry for me.”  

With that, she turned and gracefully walked away, leaving George standing there alone and confused.

End of Chapter 12

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Author’s note: Fun fact: This is my favorite chapter of my Cry For Me series because this is the first chapter that I have ever written. Yup, I wrote this before I developed the other chapters. Ready for the last chapter? x Daisy 

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confident | weasley twins x reader

A/N: i made a promise to write something after my test based on how i feel afterwards. so here we are...

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Lee looks at Angelina, hoping that she'll have a better explanation for this. Unfortunately she returned his confused look with her own.

"How are you sure Daisy won't give up? What if tomorrow your little admirer wakes up and decides to like someone else?" Angelina probes.

"Please, I have a plan." Fred says, with his usual air of mock-arrogance. "Trust me, it'll work."

Lee and Angeline exchanges a resign look. "Well, it's gonna be your lost anyway.." Lee says in which Angelina nods to.

Fred shrugs, again, then leaves to find you.

He knows where you are. Five years in Hogwarts together, causing ruckus in all forms with the promise of detention almost every time, he can understand you in ways you sometimes don't.

Which is why your crush on him is not a surprise to him at all. In fact it was almost hilarious that everyone else think of it as such a big deal. You two are attached to the hips most of the times; if he's not there to bring trouble, you'll find him - and it's been like this ever since you set foot in Hogwarts.

George, of course, joins in the fun. Though Fred notices that he's slowly been opting out over the years, preferring to prank with just the older twin. Fred considers this an act of jealousy yet he never brings it up as George's blatant avoidance never seems to bother you. He's seen his twin interacts with you alone just yesterday, the day before, and Merlin even before that. He thinks that George simply want a little separation as michievenous activities are always a two-person activity until you came.

That is exactly why, right now, Fred waits for you just outside Arithmancy classroom for a planned pranking session; target for the day is Filch.

Not too long after he arrived, students emerge from the classroom, all looking like the boredom has threatened their life. You, in all your glory, comes out looking like you defeated boredom. Laughing beside your classmate who Fred sure he was introduced to before yet he can't remember her name. It didn't matter though, he's only here for you.

"My Daisy," Fred greets you with a playful smile on his face, bowing like a gentleman from the victorian era, lowering a pretend-tophat.

You rolled your eyes. "Please stop calling me by something I'm deathly allergic to. Even Lee and Angie started using it too."

"If you say so, Peanuts."

You playfully smack him across his back. He knows you're not deathly allergic to Peanuts, only mildly.

"Ready?" He asks, offering you his hand.

The brief shy look that passes your face did not escape him as you joins hands. "Ready!"

Fred smirks knowingly. With usual flirtatious remarks in his repertoire, physical touch is a newly added part in his friendship with you. He loves it when you look away nervously whenever your faces are a little too close, or when you jolts and become a stuttering mess every time he whispers right next to your ears, or moments like this - hand holding, plus short hugs and arm across your shoulder that's he's planning to include in the future.

With what he knows about your feelings, he revels in this reactions without ever needing to confess. - - -

You doubled over the grass just outside Hogwarts grounds, laughing at the wrath Fred and you invoke in Filch from the prank. This time you calculated for sure that the caretaker of Hogwarts will not find out who the pranksters are. A red herring steering towards obnoxious Slytherins is placed perfectly for him to think it's not the two of you.

"That was brilliant!" Fred shouted, he dips to lift you up and spins you around. "Bloody smart, you are!"

You cackles loudly, just enjoying his grip on your body. You're not thinking of anything inappropriate but Good Godric if you could just kiss that lips, you'll be content eternally.

He must've realise that you're staring at his lips as an unreadable expression crosses his face, he sets you down as his eyes flicks between your eyes and your lips.

It can't be.. can't it?

You think again.

I mean.. he's been sweet these days.. more so than usual.

If that's not a sign, then you don't know what is. So you fight your doubts and tiptoe to reach his lips. Your eyes closes as it nears his face yet what stops you is not the innocent peck you've been dreaming of, it is his hands on your shoulder.

Confusion evident on your face as you open your eyes and lower yourself. You search for answer in his face but all you could find is a torn look. The kind of look you've seen him give to other students who had asked him out. The kind of look that you desperately wish against yourself every single night.

And now you're at the receiving end of it.

A thick lump forms in your throat and all you say is, "Why..?"

Fred clears his throat as he looks away, clearly uncomfortable in this situation, his hand still on your shoulder now caressing in consolation.

You don't need consolation. You need explanation.

"Freddie, why?" Tone firmer than before as you shake off his hands.

"Well, its just.. I mean.." He took a deep breath before he continue. "Let's just have fun, you know. We only have two years left. Surely you don't want to spend the majority of it with- with this." He gestured between you and him.

If nature is a little quieter, you're sure the sound of your heartbreak can be heard.

"Is that what this- all this has been about..? You having fun?" You hissed, taking a few steps back which he closes just easily in a single move.

"I mean, you like me for five years, certainly you can wait a few more.."

The icing on the cake. He knew.

He knew and he still did that.

Play with your heart, push and pull it like a tug of war.

"You are the absolute worst."

Without sparing a single glance, you turn on your heels and apparated away. - - - The rest of the year passes in a blink of an eye.

To everyone else, it seems. Lee had been whining non-stop at Fred and George's decision to leave Hogwarts early. NEWTs is irrelevant to the path the Weasley twins has set for themselves, after all.

To Fred, the year drags on painfully slow as if he's aware of every single second that ticks by. He's just glad the day for them to leave is finally nearing.

After what happens between Fred and you, he notices that he almost never see you anymore. The one time he did was when you came looking for Angelina to pass her notes you had borrowed. You greeted him with your usual cheeriness but the smile didn't quite reach your eyes. He thought you'll warm back to him, forgive him, but how can you forgive when he can't even find you to apologise.

He realises that you know him better than he does himself. Otherwise how else can you avoid for so long.

At one point, he even asks Angelina if you had ever mention anything about your little crush on him anymore.

"Hm, no actually. I mean, it's pretty clear that Daisy's focusing on NEWTs, we all are anyway, so boys talk never really come up. It just adds to the stress."

Her answer disappointed him but he has an image to uphold so he act nonchalant about it.

"What? Are you finally going to pursue Daisy?" Angelina teased.

"Why are you asking? Afraid of the competition?" Fred in his usual manner put on a smirk, albeit a fake one. And the way Angelina rolled her eyes and smacked him meant that he successfully fooled her.

How he wished it was you who's rolling her eyes and smacking then, instead of her.

He made a fool out of you.

- - - Fred enters the apartment after a long negotiation with the accountant at the bank. He just couldn't figure out why the numbers are not adding up and the son of a bitch he hired is as unhelpful as a broken wand. Three years they've been doing business and this accountant is the first one to be so incompetent. Fred regretted making a rushed hiring decision as the last one had to resigned immediately from chronic health issues. A breach in one year contract would cost them quite a lot so he just puts up him. Two more months and he'll fire that bastard.

He searches for the bottle of wine in the cupboard, typically reserved for celebratory occasions and not punching the accountant in a very public space counts as a win, but the wine is not there. He looks at other cupboards too, but the bottle is still nowhere to be found.

George must've taken it.

No one else lives here, and unless the bottle of wine grew a pair of legs, it simply do not move from it's designated place.

The older twin drags his feet to his brother's room when George's door opens.

And there you are.

You, in all your glory, comes out looking like you defeated boredom. Laughing hysterically at what George says as your hands wrapped delicately around his twin's arm.

He had seen this sight before. Often when you went out from your favourite classes like Arithmancy or Ancient Runes.

But never with George. Never to George.

He whispers your name in a hopeless attempt to make you direct that smile to him, but your light dims as soon as you heard him.

George and you stop, taken aback by Fred's early arrival. The younger twin isn't expecting his brother to return until an hour from now.

"I know you two know each other." George chuckles, which you smiled at. The sweet smile that once had been directed to Fred. "But I'd like to introduce Daisy again.."

His eyes practically sparkling at this point. "as my Fiance."

George didn't falter and your smitten look unwavering. There isn't a single mischief or malice in his demeanour, nor yours. This isn't some sick, twist prank the two of you are pulling. Fred had never told anyone about what happens between the two of you, but he had assume you had ignored George all the same. What, being identical twins and all. Just looking at George should've brought pain to you.

Apparently looking at George seems to make you smile even brighter.

"Uh.. S-since when..?" Fred force out a cough. "I mean, I didn't know you two kept in contact, let alone are seeing each other.."

"We didn't." You answer, though your eyes chose to look at his general direction and not his eyes. "We met around two years ago by coincidence."

"Merlin, a lucky guy I am." George chimes in. "It started with a simple catch up over tea. Then it became a monthly thing. Before we know it, we were meeting almost every other day for half a year."

How did he missed it. "Daisy here is still a tough one. Took me a year and half to convince her to date me. Another half year to convince marrying me!"

Seriously, how did he missed it? Fred remembers when George comes home late, snickering to himself, sometime last year. Then the next day he was so high spirited that he gave out discount to everyone the first opening hour. He was so high on cloud nine that whenever Fred tried to pry out details of joyous mood, George simply kept evading the question. Saying he doesn't want to jinx it. "Oh, while we're on the subject.. Will you be my bestman?"

Fred looks between you and his brother. Your eyes refusing to meet his. Hesitantly he replies, "Y-yeah! Of course Georgie! I'll be honoured!"

He hope his emotions didn't betray his tone. His younger twin is engaged, no foul play is coming from you as far as he could tell. Well, of course he could tell. However you're behaving with George right now was how you acted when you had a crush on Fred. He knew that love-adorn smile, that twinkle in your eyes, the pitched giggles in between. He knew that all too well, though you're definitely less shy and hesitant about it with George.

You lean against his brother wearing a specific form of confidence Fred had only seen once in you.

The same air of confidence that he had shattered when he pushed you away as you tried to kiss him. Fucking Fantastic. It is his lost.

[venusbyline]

Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!

I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.

Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).

So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3

ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:

Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.

Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.

Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.

MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.

The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.

Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.

Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.

YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.

Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.

Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.

Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!

[a-asterias]

— micaela's march recs

ty to all these amazing writers who have left me with butterflies in my stomach and/or tears rolling down my face, much appreciated <3

LOCKWOOD AND CO.

— anthony lockwood.

the language of longing by @fleetingvow

midnight talks by @websterss

↳ cuddle comfort

AVATAR

— neteyam.

tell me it's not true by @sullybby

MARVEL

— matt murdock.

paper rings by @sunflowerdjarin

i broke my heart for you by @atlaese

— bucky barnes.

little lion man by @wkemeup

↳ graveyard

— druig.

love me harder by @fireinmoonshot

GRISHAVERSE

— nikolai lantsov.

it looks better on you by @goldengoddess

pretty privateer by @magpiencrow

loving you is the antidote by @sumsebien

unbearable by @holden-caulfield

↳ a special occasion

speechless by @fishley

i'd choose you by @xsamsharons

↳ come here often?

↳ moi tsarevich

— kaz brekker.

inflicted desire by @meadowscarlet

DAISY JONES AND THE SIX

— warren rojas/rhodes.

rhythm of our love by @mlwriting5

pretty lady by @hellogeegee

HARRY POTTER

— fred weasley.

please don't touch the artwork by @writesowhatnext

— george weasley.

pretending is a gateway drug by @writesowhatnext

↳ it's so mysterious to me

↳ we're only getting older, baby

— theodore nott.

our secrets are burried shallow by @acosmis-t

MARAUDERS

— james potter.

saudade by @embrassemoi

a moment in the library by @heloisedaphnebrightmore

— sirius black.

the worst wingman by @theweasleysredhair

— remus lupin.

if it wasn't for you meddling kids by @writesowhatnext

the girl with the books by @solemnarration

BRIDGERTON

— benedict bridgerton.

spare me a moment? by @iliveiloveiwrite

— anthony bridgerton.

brilliant plan by @heloisedaphnebrightmore

OUTER BANKS

— rafe cameron.

plastic plants by @pogueszn

i need a favor by @magpiencrow

[spaceagebachelormann]

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

!!REQUEST REQUIREMENTS!!

-> state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and a plot

-> do you have any specifics for the reader? blonde, poc, male, neurodivergent, etc? (please keep in mind i will write poc readers but i’m white so they may be a little difficult for me)

-> requests are preferred to be sent through inbox, but i can make dms work if needed

-> PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOR ME TO WRITE “____ x reader fluff” GIVE ME A PLOT LINE

!!WHAT I WILL WRITE!!

-> platonic

-> romantic

-> familial

-> any gender x any gender

-> headcanons

-> long fics

-> multi character

-> blurbs

-> poly relationships

-> x reader

-> i will only write cheating if it’s a character comforting r after being cheated on, not a character cheating on r

!!WHAT I WONT WRITE!!

-> smut (i’m 15)

-> yandere

-> most aus, ask about the specific au before requesting an au

-> incest

-> age gaps

-> canonical gay/lesbian character x a man (if lesbian) or a woman (if gay)

-> song fics

-> things about ocs

-> ships

-> sunshine x grumpy tropes, i’m horrible at this trope

character list

keeper of the lost cities

sophie foster, dex dizznee, fitz vacker, keefe sencen, biana vacker, marella redek, maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, wylie endal, jensi babblos, stina heks, elwin hesledge

harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, mary macdonald, marlene mckinnon, lily evans, dorcas meadows, regulus black, barty crouch jr, narcissa black, andromeda black, bellatrix lestrange

the outsiders

ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, twobit matthews, dallas winston, cherry valance

the school for good and evil

agatha, sophie, tedros, hort, hester, anadil, dot, nicola, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, clarissa dovey, leonora lesso

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

the mighty ducks

charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, guy germaine, connie moreau, fulton reed, dean portman, julie gaffney, ken wu, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, eleventh doctor, twelfth doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, amy pond, rory williams, simm! master, missy/gomez master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

good omens

crowley, aziraphale, ineffable husbands (poly), beelzebub <3, gabriel, ineffable bureaucracy (poly), nina, maggie, nina and maggie (poly), anathema

what we do in the shadows

nandor the relentless, nadja of antipaxos, laszlo cravensworth, colin robinson, guillermo de la cruz, the guide, baron afanas

yellowjackets

shauna shipman, lottie matthews, misty quigley, taissa turner, van palmer, natalie scatoricco, jackie taylor, travis martinez

star trek (tos/aos)

jim kirk, spock, leonard mccoy, nyota uhura, hikaru sulu, pavel chekov, montgomery scott, janice rand, christine chapel

xmen

charles xavier, erik lehnsherr, logan howlett, scott summers, jean grey, ororo munroe, rogue, remy lebeau, kevin sydney, lucas bishop, mystique, emma frost, kurt wagner, hank mccoy, jubilee

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

UPCOMING FANDOMS : american horror story, torchwood, gossip girl, hannibal, sherlock, ghosts, house md, star trek tng, the x files, the big bang theory, dead poets society

[signmyheart]

Changed

Pairing: Fred Weasley X reader X George Weasley

Summary: Every year, you spend summer at the house of your best friends, Fred and George Weasley. But this year is different; at the end of the summer, when there are only a couple of weeks left until Hogwarts, you decide to spend it with your boyfriend of three years, Draco. Then something you never could've imagined happens, and you can't bring yourself to tell anyone your big secret. Nor will you ever be the same.

Trigger warning!!: if i decide to make another part it'll probably get dark

1 - Just the beginning

"Seriously Y/n your not actually gonna go spend the rest of your summer with that Malfoy degenerate, right?" Fred asked in a joking manner, but he became a little more serious when he saw you packing your clothes. You sigh getting up from your knees and take a deep breath in.

"Freddie, that degenerate, is my boyfriend, and I have to spend at least a little time with him. I've been with you pair all this time." You smile softly, looking up at them through your hair. Fred curls his eyebrows, while George frowns with concern. You couldn't understand why they were so worried, you'd been with Draco for around 2 years now. That's more than enough time to prove he's trustworthy.

"Hey... I promise it'll be okay, you two. I'll see you guys in no time when we go back to school." You smile reassuringly, reaching out to touch both of their arms. The twins look at each other and then quickly look at you. You think there's something they want to say, but when Geroge opens his mouth, Fred shoves his elbow into his ribs. 

"Sure thing but while we have you here..." Fred looks at George and they smile mischievously. 

"We're gonna have way more fun with you than that rich snob!" George shouts throwing you over his shoulder and racing down the stairs, Fred following closely behind snickering obnoxiously. The way he held you with such ease caused blood to rush to your face.

"Oi! Let me down" You scream through giggles. He plopped you down on your feet, but not without ruffling your hair. Molly and Arthur smile at you three from the living room. With them, Hermione Ron Harry, and Ginny. Geroge sets you down and you smile with an idea.

"Blimey if that's not love I don't know what is," Ginny whispers over to Mione who pauses her knitting to grin back at her.

"Guys, what in the world is that?" You furrow your eyebrows and point outside the kitchen window. The twins whip their heads around and you struggle to contain your laughter. Before they realize what you've done you bring your hands up and slap the back of their necks. In unison, they groan.  Before they turn around you're already out of the house. The summer breeze is refreshing, like it brings you back to life and you can't help but smile harder.

You run into the field of daisies on the other side of the Weasely house trampling beautiful flowers under your feet. You inhale deep gulps of air before sitting down to watch the sunset. You expected the twins to be right behind you but it took them a while to catch up with you. You hear their footsteps behind you and you smile to yourself. 

"I can't believe you guys fell for that." You giggle quietly wrapping an arm around your legs leaving the other one to pull at the grass beneath you. Each brother settles beside you close enough that your legs touch. Anyone else might think it's weird how inseparable you three are but that's how you liked it, feeling safe trapped between your best friends. 

"So you're really leaving us dearest y/n" Fred spins around to lay in front of you and George. He pretends to wipe a fake tear from the corner of his eye. 

"Yep, don't miss me too much boys!" You tease. The three of you sit there a comfortable silence overtaking you guys until George speaks up.

"Y/n, if Draco does anything to hurt you I swear I'll beat him silly." 

Your eyes widen slightly and you look at Fred who gives you an 'idk?' kinda look. You turn to look at him, the look on his face is well flat-out scary, you couldn't tell what it was, jealousy? Anger? Maybe both but it scared you.

"Don't say stuff like that your scaring me Georgie." Trying to ease whatever was going on with a quiet chuckle. 

"I'm serious Bunny you know we have your back," Once again in shock, you looked at Fred who this time propped himself up with his arms. 

"what's wrong with you Georgie did you have some kind of spiritual foresight or something?" Fred jokes.

"You know what forget it!" George brings his knees up and covers his face with a very muscular arm. 

"C'mon we're almost gonna be in our 6th year relax a bit, will ya?" The twins notice you've quieted down and observe your flustered state.

"You haven't called me Bunny in ages... I almost forgot about that nickname." Your cheeks are a little pink as you fumble with a daisy. George laughs to himself remembering where it came from.

"I remember when we first met you and you always held on to that stuffed rabbit, even at dinner. No matter how much everyone teased you. It took you up until your second year to let the damn thing go." Goerge recalls and it only makes you blush harder. The plush bunny was the last thing your father gave you before he passed away. You shuttered thinking about his death inching impossibly closer to George.

"Oh yeah! Gods was that bloody thing ragged, looked like it'd been through hell and back." Fred added on, you glared at him. He shot back up.

"Ouch!" He yelped in pain rubbing the spot where you slapped his leg.

"Don't gotta be so rough bunny." 

"Yeah well, you don't have to be such a prick, Frederick." George snorted beside your small frame. When did he get so big? From the side of your eye, you admire George as he laughs. 

"Don't worry Georgie I got it, I can handle myself just fine." You added making sure he knew that he'd gotten his point across. Fred laid back down this time putting his arms behind his head and closing his eyes. You guys watched the sunset set talking about anything and everything the entire time.  You wish you could go back to that moment. ...

i just needed to write

[kiarakarma]

Random Headcanons for Drarry (which I'm going to include into my fanfiction)

Harry Potter

growing up at the Dursleys - disgusting muggles;

Abuse/Neglect/and all those good things...

at the age of 6, teleports in front of WolfStar; gets adopted, receiving a new name - Hades Perseus Black (the irony of him being called after Medusa's beheader) and being sorted in Slytherin, cuz he belooooong;

also he the Slytherin Princess cuz I say so

Draco Malfoy

Harry's boy- I mean best friend;

crushing on him since they met (god so cheesy) - his father will definitely hear about this;

smart boi who likes books and potions;

Slytherin's Prince

Fred & George Weasley

cuz we love the twins;

are also in Slytherin;

cunning & ambitious pranksters;

worthy Weasleys;

secretive and always together... very sus...

Hermione Granger

also goes to Slytherin;

Family Secrets are revealed;

very devious and Pansy Parkinson is there as well soooo you already know where I'm getting at

One of the Mother Hens of the group

Pansy Parkinson

knows all the gossip in the wizarding world

most likely knows your secrets too

Hermione's best friend and possible girlfriend

Fashionista and the other Mother Hen of the group

Theo Nott & Blaise Zabini

being the gay couple they are and we support;

don't call Theo 'Theodore' if you don't wanna wake up with nasty hexes;

Blaise is the cool and laid-back one compared to his partner

Cedric Diggory

lives cuz he deserves to and is the same age as the twins;

surprisingly gets resorted into Slytherin;

likes Luna a lot

the Twins' Best Friend and secret partner in crime

Luna Lovegood

we love and so does Cedric; shhh don't tell anyone, but Luna probs knows about it already...;

same age as Harry and the rest

her destiny leads her to be part of Slytherin~

Sirius & Remus Black

also known as Siri & Remy (or Moony);

best parents award;

teaching together and supporting Slytherin against Gryffindor;

everybody knew that they should have been in Slytherin but nobody could prove it

Severus Snape

called Sevy or Sev behind his back;

Regulus is his Soulmate - forget Lily;

being done with everyone, but has a soft heart for his snakes and supports Drarry;

WolfStar's Bestie~

Regulus Black

Reggie!!

lives and loves Severus Snape;

enough said..................

teaches History of Magic at Hogwarts;

enjoys playing pranks with Sirius, and the Weasley Twins

Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy

lovingly called Luc (Lucy - by Siri, Remy, Sevy & Reggie) & Cissa;

awesome parents

fighting the Potters

Voldy Moldy, I mean 'Tom' Marvolo Riddle

NOT the bad guy here (duh)

doesn't look like a snake hybrid whatever that was;

resembles his younger hot self;

don't call him Tom or Tommy - he will try to skin you alive and then torture you;

may have a thing for Bellatrix

Bellatrix Black (hopefully a Riddle soon)

the best Aunt even if she is a bit crazy.....

okay maybe a lot of crazy...

she's still crushing on Marvolo, which ain't a secret

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

head chicken of the flaming chickens

Chief Asshole of Wizengamot

Master fucking Manipulator

Daisy Potter

Harry's younger twinsister

supposed "Girl Who Lived"

nicknamed Lazy Daisy & Crazy Daisy

a fucking bitch, who has a crush on the very Slytherin and very gay Draco Malfoy

Lily & James Potter

the worst parents

suck badly and so do the rest of the Weasleys (of course with the exception of the twins, Charlie & Bill - tho the latter two don't really appear in my fanfic)

Molly & Arthur Weasley

can't tell their twins apart and disregard them

simply bad parents

it's all about the money

Percy Weasley

turns into an asshole after Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint got together;

actually fought Marcus, but sucks for him cuz Marcus became even more handsome

Ron Weasley

the worst friend one could have

likes fame and money

very jealous

major bully

Ginny Weasley

too obsessed with gay Harry, who rejects anything and everything the girl gives him

screeching voice

ridiculous personality

[findroleplay]

Hello! 21F and I'm looking for some RP partners! I write 3rd person literate and only on discord. When it comes to length I prefer to keep it around a couple paragraphs or the discord limit, just because that makes it easier for me to be more responsive throughout the day. I do ask that you are active if we are going to write together, which means replying dailyish (Of course, things happen and we all have busy days, but I just don't want to go weeks without speaking to one another). I'll list out who I want to play and who I want to write against. For fandom stuff, I will put my character in brackets. I am always open to writing against an OC! I will put a * beside the ones I'm eager to do. Non-fandom OCs: 1970s Band Rp - I write the lead singer of a band, but I'm really open to any partners for this. Think Daisy Jones or Almost Famous. Mafia - I have a few OCs but my favorite is a female mafia boss. She's rather headstrong and closed off, but I love writing romance with her and opening her up a bit. I am willing to write her against anything, whether it be mafia characters, outsiders, superheroes/vigilantes (even MCU and DC, my favorites have been Loki and Matthew Murdock), etc. Harry Potter: [Draco Malfoy] x OCs, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger [Astoria Greengrass] x Draco Malfoy, OCs * [Nymphadora Tonks] x Remus Lupin, OCs

[Regulus Black] x OCs, any platonic relations with the Black Family *

[Andromeda Black] x Ted Tonks, any platonic relations with the Black Family *

[Slytherin F OC] x just about anyone but some favorites have been George Weasley and Draco Malfoy *

[Cho Chang] x OCs, really anyone surprise me

[Scorpius Malfoy] x Albus Potter *

Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows:

[Nikolai Lantsov] x Zoya, Alina, OCs

[Linnea Opjer] x OCs, anyone really even platonic *

Newsies:

[Katherine Plumber] x Jack Kelly *

Please just interact with this post if interested! Do not interact if you are not interested because I will DM you and then it will be awkward for all of us!

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[cillianate]

ever since new york

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a brief introduction 🕯

hello! my name is courtney, and i am some random teenage girl on the internet who is trying to start a blog. i love writing, music, and dilfs. i don't update on a schedule, but sometimes i just get these random bursts of ideas that all come at once, so if i post a story, you can probably expect another to come right after.

my main gimmick is writing, but i also read, sing, and do manyyyy crafts in my spare time!

here are some of my other interests...:

the mcu

cillian murphy

barbie

tom hiddleston

christian bale

christopher nolan's batman

the marauders

harry potter

djats

phoebe bridgers

maya hawke

reading fanfic

obx

american horror story

heartstopper

aesthetics

making playlists

charli xcx

dilfs

gracie abrams

going to concerts.

concert masterlist 🕯

(aka. people i've seen live, whether it be headliners, or openers.)

one direction

5sos

taylor swift

haim

shawn mendes

phoebe bridgers

muna

phoebe bridgers

claud

bleachers

claud

suki waterhouse

gracie abrams

tiny habits

bruce springsteen

sabrina carpenter

the backseat lovers

palehound

boygenius (oh my fucking god)

HOZIER?!!???

coming up:

ethel cain

the 1975

niall horan

olivia rodrigo

the deets 🕯

my goal for this blog is to have fun and write fanfiction, i write for many a fandom! these include the mcu, harry potter, stranger things, daisy jones and the six, etc!

characters i'll write for, separated by fandom!

glee

sebastian smythe

finn hudson

mike chang

santana lopez

sam evans

ryder lynn

djats

daisy jones

camila dunne

eddie loving/roundtree

karen sirko

warren rojas/rhodes

graham dunne

the marauders era

sirius black

remus lupin

james potter

lily evans

frank longbottom

alice fortescue

regulus black

severus snape

harry potter (golden trio era)

harry potter

ron weasley

hermione granger

neville longbottom

draco malfoy

tom riddle

mattheo riddle

sirius black

remus lupin

fred weasley

george weasley

severus snape

stranger things

steve harrington

robin buckley

nancy wheeler

eddie munson

lucas sinclair

max mayfield

jason carver

obx

john b routledge

jj maybank

rafe cameron

pope heyward

sarah cameron

kiara carerra

top gun, maverick

natasha 'phoenix' trace

robert 'bob' floyd

bradley 'rooster' bradshaw

jake 'hangman' seresin

mcu

bucky barnes / winter soldier

steve rogers / captain america

sam wilson / the falcon

natasha romanoff / black widow

stephen strange

thor odinson

loki laufeyson

pietro maximoff / quicksilver

wanda maximoff

bruce banner

peter parker / spiderman (tom and andrew)

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[unravellingsilencehq]

“Oh, Merlin, tell me, does THE CHALLENGER get what he deserves?” He is in THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX & OPEN to finding out. 

— he walks through the world as ;

name → arthur weasley pronouns → he/him identification → cis male year of birth → september 1955 - september 1956 face claim → george mackay blood status → pure-blood sexual orientation → up to applicant occupation → researcher for the department of magical law enforcement at the ministry of magic future information → father of fred, george, ronald, and ginvera weasley

— he is best described as ;

The UNIQUE amongst the ordinary, built up with an abundance of LOVE and IMAGINATION. He is the FRIENDLY face you see actively listening, the CURIOSITY when met with the unknown, the voice of STRENGTH and SUPPORT when times seem dark. He is the FIGHTER for all things good. Under the CAREFUL PROTECTION of those he loves, he can see the LIGHT that peaks through the end of a long storm.

— his story starts with ;

Being a family of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, it would be expected that Arthur Weasley was born into the usual lap of luxury so many others were but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Even with Cedrella Weasley being from the prominent Black family, her marriage to Septimus brought nothing except her estrangement from the Noble and Ancient House of Black. Instead Arthur’s childhood was spent in a large country cottage located in Ottery St. Catchpole, passed down from generation to generation, fondly named The Burrow. A home that was as comfortable as it was quaint and Arthur wouldn’t have it any other way. He had many memories of dishes washing themselves, kettles singing songs when they were ready to be poured, running through various hallways with BILLIUS WEASLEY [brother] and ALFRED WEASLEY [brother]. Overall, Arthur and his brothers lived the sort of childhood Muggle children would read about in storybooks; surrounded by all sorts of magic but never given any expectations to how he was supposed to live. He could just enjoy the magic for what it was: magic.

The laughter and fun of the Burrow only grew when his cousins came around. With DAISY HOOKUM [cousin] so close in age, it was only natural that Arthur became close with her. Daisy understood him in many ways his other family members could not, she lived in her own fantasy world and Arthur was more than happy to go along with her on the adventure. Daisy’s adventures also tended to include her younger sibling IRIS HOOKUM [cousin], trailing along behind them as Arthur led them through the various fields surrounding his home. During one of these trips outside, the wizard had come to discover a mismatched cube of colors sitting amongst the dirt. Arthur had never known any other families in the area besides the few wizarding families just over the hill, so why such a contraption was just innocently sitting there was beyond him but he carried it with him everywhere. It juggled around in his pocket as he picked up his Hogwarts robes with Daisy, it was his comfort as he stood in line to be sorted at Hogwarts and it was only in the safety of Gryffindor’s common room that he even brought it into the light.

He had been rather surprised when a blonde haired witch sat down next to him and told him it was called a Rubik's Cube. LILIAS ROSMERTA [best friend] gathered it in her hands, fingers shifting the pieces quickly, and finally tossing it back to him with all the sides matching colors. She had been his first friend outside of his cousins and Arthur discovered quickly she was the person who would hold all the answers to his questions. Lilias was a loud and outgoing Muggle Born, having only heard of the wizarding world from her older sister until her Hogwarts letter arrived. It was through Lilias that Arthur became acquainted with KALEB JOHNSON [friend] and COINNEATH MCKINNON [friend]. They became a close knit group and watching Lilias and Kaleb be targeted for their blood, sparked Arthur’s interest in activism. Something that came in between him and his brothers quickly. He found himself getting in trouble for raising his wand towards those who chose to bully students that were believed lesser than them. While his brothers were making plans to join a respectable career path, Arthur was busy arguing with LUCIUS MALFOY [adversary] in the school hallways. 

There was an obvious strain in the family as his brothers wrote to him to watch his tongue and hold back on the detentions. Though the strain lessened when Arthur began getting close to MIRAY WEASLEY [wife], back then Molly Polat, another member of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. It was Molly’s love for her friends and family that drew Arthur in; she wore her heart on her sleeve and often found herself putting others' needs above her own. By the time graduation from Hogwarts came around, Arthur and Molly were in a serious relationship and he had accepted Billius’ help in acquiring a job as a researcher at the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. There wasn’t much in the job that was exciting to him, that was until he discovered the overpiling of Muggle Artifacts in the Auror’s Office. Most of the artifacts had been tampered with by dark wizards and handed over to Muggles with the intent of harming them. It was a string of objects leading to Muggle fatalities all around London that brought KINGSLEY SHACKLEBOLT [friend/colleague] into his life along with the Order of the Phoenix. 

Arthur had been working with Kingsley to reverse the curses on the objects when the man had approached the topic of the Order. Having heard of Arthur’s activism in school and seeing his spell casting abilities firsthand, Kingsley had thought Arthur would be a perfect member to the team. It came as a shock to him at first, but Arthur quickly agreed to join, anything to help combat the darkness that was slowly taking hold of the world. Shortly after joining up with the Order, Molly had come to him and announced she was pregnant. With Arthur’s eyes opened to what the world was going through and how that would affect their future family’s future, he brought up the idea of an elopement. Despite being surprised, Molly had accepted and they had been married before 1981 was over, welcoming their first child William ‘Bill’ shortly after. But their happiness only lasted so long, Molly’s parents were quick to disown her for marrying a blood traitor. Arthur stood beside her as any good husband should and did what he could to help her through the difficult time. Things did not get better in 1982, despite them discovering they would welcome their second child, Charlie, instead it seemed the chaos was just starting.

The night of the Summer Solstice ball seemed to haunt Arthur, watching Lilias faint in the middle of the party before being transported off to St. Mungo had left an unsettling feeling in his stomach. The feeling only intensified as ALASTOR MOODY [mentor] ordered him and ALICE YEN [friend/colleague] to return to the Fountain of Fair Fortune to protect the prophecy the Order had obtained. Once they stepped foot in the bar, it became known they were vastly outnumbered and unfortunately found themselves in St. Mungo’s as well, the prophecy long gone. While Arthur was happy to have made it out alive to be home with Molly, Bill, and Charlie, he was fearful as Alastor relayed the events that took place at the ball after he had left. Having welcomed their third child, Percy, in the beginning of 1984, Arthur had high hopes that the world would be stepping up to fight against the Dark Lord but it seemed people had gone into hiding for their own safety. He’s spent the last two years alternating his time at home with Molly and the boys and working with the Order to figure out why the Death Eaters have seemingly gone silent. Obviously they’re planning for something big and Arthur is ready to be on the front lines to fight for a better world for his family.

— he is a LEVEL 6 WIZARD & readied for war ;

[loving-daisy]

Cry For Me | George Weasley x Reader

Masterlist | Cry For Me Masterlist 

Chapter 11 - Love is So Toxic 

Words: 6.2k

Warnings: angst

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Love makes my mind give way and make reasons to forgive you.

Pretty couldn’t describe it. Beautiful was an understatement. Gorgeous was close, but ethereal was the accurate adjective describing the box's content presented before Y/N Icestone. 

Truthfully, with the number of luxurious gifts that the Icestone heir has received, whether it be her family’s heirloom, jewelry from her various suitors, or simply diamonds that have become her guilty pleasure for a long time, nothing could compare to the piece that Draco Malfoy has presented her. 

It was an ethereal headpiece that only true royalty could wear, a very expensive tiara. It was white gold, surrounded by diamond twists tied to the core, with an emerald stone in the middle. 

Speechless, the Slytherin couldn’t utter any words other than “Draco?” 

The blonde boy gave her a small yet charming smile as he faced her from his seat beside her. “Do you like it?” He asked. 

“What is this? Draco…I…I can’t accept this.” 

The Malfoy heir frowned at her response. “Of course you can! You are the next Malfoy lady, after all.” 

“But Draco…” 

“Shush, darling. Just take it, it's yours. After all, it would match your outfit for the Yule Ball.” The boy declared.

Y/N crossed her arms, raising a brow. “I haven’t even received my dress yet for the Yule Ball.”

Draco scoffed, unaffected. “Trust me, darling. I know it will. The both of us could never be less than a perfect pair.” 

“Draco Malfoy, is this your way of asking me to the Yule Ball?” 

“What if it is?” He challenged.

The girl rolled her eyes, feeling playful about the game she had just started. “I don’t know. Is it?” She asked nonchalantly.

Draco gave her a smirk. “Wouldn’t you want to know?” 

“I guess I don’t.” She replied, shrugging as she closed the box with the tiara and putting it on her lap. “It is, though, such a shame that you wouldn’t know my answer if this is ever how you ask me.” She teased.

The 4th year crossed his arms as he raised a brow towards the 6th year. “I suppose you, Y/N Icestone, have been waiting for someone worthy to ask you to the Yule Ball. Who other than me is worthy of you?” 

The girl coughed at Draco’s confidence and pride. “Of course, you’ll want to go with someone like me ‘cause you can’t think of a better partner for the dance.” She pointed out.

He gave her a scoff. “Well, wouldn’t you want to miss the chance to be seen with someone like me?” 

“Salazar, just ask her, Draco!” complained both Blaise and Theodore, earning a laugh from Y/N and Daphne due to how Draco’s face became painted red. 

The Malfoy heir became quiet as he tried to compose himself. As the girls’ laughter died down, the blonde Slytherin grabbed Y/N’s hands as he looked straight into her eyes. “Come to the ball with me?” He asked.

Y/N flashed Draco a smile. “Of course, Draco.” 

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Great Hall sat a Gryffindor ginger with furrowed brows, pouty lips, and a heart that had dropped to his stomach as he witnessed the scene that unfolded in the Slytherin table. 

Y/N Icestone – the one George had longed for weeks – was with Malfoy, out of all people. Yes, he understood how this would usually go for Slytherins and their pureblood supremacy, but out of all other Slytherins, why should it have to be Malfoy? Why couldn’t it be some other bloke he hated less than the blonde? 

The way the Icestone heir was smiling, staring at Draco with an expression he once received when they were still together, was enough to pull on George’s heartstrings. It was enough to put his mind into a haze, bring tears threatening to fall, and make him lose all interest in the Yule Ball. After all, the idea of spending the night dateless and alone with the sight of Malfoy and Icestone together was not appealing to him.

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Since Draco gifted Y/N that tiara, something has shifted in the atmosphere between them. From enemies to friends, it seems they’re something more than friends but less than lovers. 

Draco Malfoy was never the romantic. He was never the type to casually say his affections towards anyone nor the type to shamelessly show their interest in anyone. Instead, Draco moves through discreet acts of caring, delicate gestures, brief displays of possessiveness, and very expensive gift-giving. 

The Icestone heir felt conflicted but tried her best not to let it get to her. After all, it was only a few months when she and George ended. She doesn’t think that her heart is ready to open up for love again. 

Meanwhile, her friend turned lover turned enemy turned friend again. George Weasley had shifted in behavior as well ever since that conversation in the potions classroom, especially after Draco asked her to the Yule Ball. 

As if nothing sour had happened to their romantic relationship in the past, George was playful and affectionate towards Y/N Icestone again. 

George's initial inclination is usually to be humorous. He employs jokes and amusing conversation to make the Icestone heir grin, frequently diverting seriousness with lightheartedness, although his quips have substance. His sense of humor allows him to express his emotions without entirely exposing himself. It was just enough to confuse Y/N Icestone once again.

“Are you even listening to me?” Daphne bellowed, rolling her eyes. 

“I am! I was just lost in thought!” Y/N defended.

“Then what was I telling you?” Daphne challenged, earning a scoff from the Icestone heir as her best friend didn’t believe her.

“Something about Nott and the way the atmosphere between the two of you has shifted ever since he asked you to be his date at the Yule Ball.” She retorted.

Pleased, Daphne’s face plastered a knowing smile. “How ‘bout you and Draco, huh? Something has shifted between the two of you, too.”

Icestone gave Greengrass a shrug, earning a grown from the girl. “Don’t even get me started with Weasley.” 

The mention of a certain Gryffindor got Y/N’s ears perked up. “Huh?” 

Daphne rolled her eyes. “Oh please, I know you too well. I can see the way you guys talk during potions class.”  

Y/N narrowed her eyes, an unamused look painted across her face. “We’re just friends.” She assured.

“I know you’re friends, Icestone. But you both act like the way you guys were back when you were together.” Daphne claimed.

“I don’t know what you mean.” Icestone insisted, earning another groan from Daphne.

“It seems as if you still love that Gryffindor.” 

Taken aback by the words that left Daphne’s mouth, Y/N gasped in shock as she hit her best friend’s arm. “No, I don’t!” She spat.

“Don’t lie to me!” Greengrass hissed.

“I’m not lying though!” 

“Well…” Daphne began. “Do you perhaps fancy Malfoy?” 

Y/N’s eyes widen in shock. “What?” 

“Again, Icestone, I have eyes!” bellowed Daphne.

“Draco and I are just friends.” Y/N insisted, still shocked by her best friend’s queries about her love life.

The Greengrass girl rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms, clearly annoyed by Icestone’s response. “Don’t you have any other excuses than being ‘just friends’?” 

“Daphne!” Y/N cried out.

“What?! I’m just asking! ‘Cause as for me, I have taken a fancy for Nott. I just want to know if you’re starting to like Draco now.” 

Do I like Draco? Well, he is nice and pretty handsome too. He’s got a cute face that keeps me entertained, whether it be an annoyed face, a disgusted one, or a charming smile. But he’s still the same arrogant and spoiled boy he is. Do I like him or do I find him tolerable? I liked the gifts he gave me, but I only see him as a friend, a responsibility that I have, seeing as our family wants us to get married. But what about the way my heart skips sometimes when he flirts with me? What does that mean? I’m not even sure if I’m over George already. Am I over George? 

Merlin. Salazar. Godric! I can’t believe George bloody Weasley still has a way to cross my mind when I’m forced to think of someone else. Am I over George? Do I like Draco?

“I don’t know yet.”

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A day after Y/N’s conversation with Daphne, came an answer to her own question. 

No.

It was good that she caught herself right before she fell into the spiral of charm that Draco Malfoy is. Everything was an act. Draco Malfoy did not fancy her, no. All those gifts, the change in attitude, and the time and attention given to her? Those were all a show just to please his father’s wishes. 

How did she know? Well, Lixie reported it to her in his usual nosy and fury self. 

Apparently, as the Siamese cat was on his way back to the Slytherin dungeons coming from Ginny Weasley’s dorm, he saw the Malfoy heir and Pansy Parkinson snogging in a corner in the empty place that is of the Slytherin common room past midnight when everyone else was asleep. 

The Icestone heir never knew that there was a relationship between the two. All she knew was that both were in the same year and that Pansy would be promised to the Zabini boy (As confirmed by her mother). 

She didn’t believe it at first but knew that her cat always had the best intentions towards her. Lixie would never lie to her. He always looked after her in all the ways that he could as a cat. 

Aware of the affair, the Icestone heir became more observant towards Parkinson. It started by purposely waiting outside Draco’s classroom as the two shared classes together. Then it continued on by sneaking glances towards the girl, whether it be in the common room or the Great hall. 

Nothing seemed suspicious between Draco and Pansy. In fact, as Y/N observed Draco, not once did she catch him sneaking a glance towards Pansy, nor any form of interaction at all. 

They’re good at acting. She thought. As the only way Y/N confirmed their clandestine meetings was when she purposely bumped into Pansy on her way to her potions class. 

Y/N bent down to pick up the roll of parchment paper that she dropped, but she was beaten to it by a feminine hand with a silver ring with a snake on her index finger. She knew it was Malfoy’s. Only Draco had a ring like that. 

Hiding the shock on her face, Icestone faced the owner of the hand, coming face to face with Pansy Parkinson, who had a smirk on her face. Icestone immediately mirrored the girl’s smirk, earning a raised brow from the 4th year. 

“You dropped this.” Said Pansy, handing over the parchment roll using the same hand with Malfoy’s ring. 

Oh, she knows what game she’s playing. The smirk from Y/N’s lips turned into a sweet smile. “Thanks, Parkinson.” She sweetly said as she grabbed her belongings and walked away, earning a groan from the 4th year. 

As Y/N sat beside George Weasley at their table in the potion’s classroom, the girl couldn’t help but sigh at the confirmation of her betrothed having an affair with someone else. 

“You okay?” asked George. 

“Yea. Fine.” Murmured Y/N.

The ginger furrowed his brows at the girl’s response. “You don’t look like you’re fine, though. You know you can tell me anything, right?” He pointed out, earning another sigh from the Slytherin.

Y/N Icestone was never one for outbursts of emotion, usually remaining calm and controlled, but something had changed. She'd been quieter than normal, and George had noted how she'd retreated during their regular conversations. She appeared lost as if something was dragging on her, something she couldn't shake.

George just couldn’t figure out what, but it bothered him. He always knew Y/N Icestone. He just simply knew when something is off. 

The girl remained quiet. She hesitated at first, debating whether or not to open up to the Gryffindor about what had just transpired between her, Draco, and Pansy. She didn’t look at the ginger, afraid that she would give in right then and there with one look at his gorgeous face. 

After a few beats of the clock, the Slytherin finally broke off the silence between them. “I don’t want to bother you with it.” She murmured, her voice barely audible, as if ashamed. 

“You’re never a bother to me, Y/N.” George said quietly, earning a soft chuckle from Y/N. 

“It’s Draco…” She began. “I know we’re not officially together, and I know that he was forced into this like I was but it hurts. How can I marry him? How can I have a fiance that’s having an affair behind my back? Is that even fair for me? And what if we come to the point where we’re married with kids? Will he still have his tongue down someone else’s throat?!”

The Icestone heir stopped herself and shook her head, her breath shaky. “Don’t get me wrong, Weasley. I, in no way or any sort of form, fancy the platinum blonde. It’s just...am I not worth loving?” She continued, her gaze distant. 

“I just thought that maybe as time progresses, I can learn how to tolerate the brat. I am forced to take care of him anyway as he’d become my husband, but what about me? Who is going to take care of me? Don’t I deserve to experience to be loved and to be in love? I guess I’m not meant for this love stuff.” 

The Gryffindor was speechless. Reason number one is due to the information that the Slytherin has revealed to him. How does the likes of Draco Malfoy have a nerve to commit infidelity to one Y/N Icestone? Reason number two is due to the fact that he didn’t expect the Slytherin to actually open up to him regarding this matter. 

George didn’t know what to say. He knew he needed to comfort the Icestone heir but right now, all he wanted to do was smack the life out of Draco Malfoy. That boy is a git. He had Y/N Icestone, yet he’s looking for other things in other girls?! George was furious. He was furious, but he needed to contain himself as they were in Snape’s classroom, out of all places.

George's heart clenched. He couldn't bear seeing her feel like she was feeling now. He was accustomed to Y/N’s calm assurance and steady strength, so seeing it weaken was like seeing something precious slide through his fingers. He wasn't sure what to say, but he couldn't simply sit there, could he? 

So, instead, the Gryffindor sighed. “Draco’s an absolute git.” He fumed, earning a small chuckle from the Slytherin. 

“You, Y/N Icestone, like everyone else, deserve love. You deserve someone who will care for you like you do for them. Someone that will look at you the same way you look at them. Someone incredible. Someone not like Draco bloody Malfoy.” George affirmed, his voice laced with bitterness as he uttered the name of the girl’s supposed-to-be-future-husband.

“Someone like you?” Y/N murmured. 

Taken aback, the Gryffindor blurted out a “What?!” earning a soft slap in the arm from the Slytherin. “Snape just arrived. Shh.” 

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Before Y/N Icestone could bid the Gryffindor farewell right as the Snape’s class had concluded, George caught her arm, pulling her away from the Greengrass girl and towards the other side of the castle, in the astronomy tower where they used to frequent late at night, back when they were still together. 

Except for the occasional distant sound of laughing from below and the gentle whisper of the wind, the Astronomy Tower was empty. Except for Y/N and George, of course. 

With her arms encircling her as though to protect herself from the emotions that were eating away at her, Y/N stood at the edge of the stone railing, gazing out over the Hogwarts grounds. George stood behind the girl, wrapping his arms around her as he whispered, “Don’t look back now, Icestone. You got a whole life ahead of you. Forget marriage; you can still have a career centered around potions.”

As she continued to gaze out at the grounds, the cool air brushed against her skin, delaying her response. Although she didn't want to acknowledge it, she was relieved that George pulled her away. Not because she wanted company, but because it was George. It was George who, even without saying much, had a way of making everything feel a bit lighter.

“What if...I’m looking for you?” She asked, her voice cracking slightly.

“Why?” He asked quietly. 

“Maybe…you’re the one I really want.”

“But Y/N-”

The girl cut him off before he could continue. “I told the stars about you.” She suddenly admitted. 

Pulling away from George’s arms to turn to face him, she looked deeply into his eyes and said, “I told them I loved you.”

The ginger gave her a small smile until he suddenly felt guilt from her words. Frowning, he asked, “But why? I hurt you, Y/N.” 

The Slytherin took one of his hands into hers, squeezing it tight. “I’m not even sure of what the reason was. Maybe it was because of your smile. You keep on smiling at me, even if we were nothing but just ex-lovers.”

“My smile?” 

Y/N nodded in response, giving him a small smile. “Your smile, how I get infected by it and feel my insides burst into happiness. Your arms, the way you hold me whenever I get scared, make me feel as if there’s someone out there who loves me, who cares for me. Like there’s someone out there who would keep me safe, always.” She explained.

“And your eyes, with the way you look at me. I was sure that it was the same way I looked at you. Somehow, it reassured me that you love me like I love you.” 

George smiled, his eyes warm, and for a brief moment, Y/N could see the depth of his sincerity. “I told the stars about you, too.” He said softly. 

“I told them how you were such an amazing girl, strong, brave, and easy to love.” 

The weight of his words hit her hard. She hand’t realize how much she had been holding in until now. She felt tears welling up in her eyes, as if remembering something. “If I was so easy to love, then why won’t you-”

“But I told them we were never fated to be with each other. How I wouldn’t get to keep you for long, even if I wanted to.” George continued.

“But-”

George pulled his hand away from Y/N as he placed both his hands on her shoulder, as if trying to convince her. “You’re not meant for me, Y/N. You’re meant for Draco.”

Struggling to keep her tears away from her face, the Slytherin bellowed. “But I don’t love Draco! It’s you! It’s you who I want! It’s you who I want to be with! I love you! I still do!” 

George was quiet. 

“Its lonely and it’s pathethic! The way I’d do anything just to make you want me. You know, I would have done anything, I would have given it all up if you just told me that it’s me that you want.”

Y/N shook her head, feeling the sting of tears behind her eyes. “If you love me, George, tell me. Tell me you love me. Say you can’t live a day without me. And that you’re crazy for me.” 

George furrowed his brows at the girl, confused at the sudden outburst. “I don’t know what you me-” 

“I can feel it, George.” Y/N admitted, her voice trembling. “I know I’m not wrong about this. About us.” 

“Anyone who’s observant enough can tell about the way you feel for me, George. They can tell what I feel for you. You and me, we love each other way too much to just stay away from each other. And you! All your jokes and all the ways that you make me laugh. I know you’re serious when you say stuff like you only have a good day when you get a glimpse of me. I know you, George Weasley. I know you enough to know how you express your feelings through humor and small gestures of care.” The Slytherin swallowed hard, trying to push the knot in her throat away after saying all of that.  

George didn’t say anything else. He simply stood there with a frown on his face. “But…what about Draco?” 

The Icestone heir mirrored the frown that was plastered on George’s face. “Tell me that I’m special; tell me I look pretty. Tell me I’m the girl of your dreams, the one you want to spend all your time with. If you just say what I’ve been dying to hear from you, then maybe I could give it all up.” The girl whispered, her voice thick with emotion. 

George continued to stand there without uttering a single word. He just simply stared at the air behind the girl with a troubled look on his face.

A few minutes passed, and Y/N couldn’t take the silence longer. She didn’t understand why the ginger wouldn’t say anything to her, not when she just offered to give up her life just to be with the Gryffindor. 

Doesn’t he know what I’m giving up? I’m basically going to be bloody disowned, not just by the Slytherin community or the pureblood supremacists. I’m going to be disowned by my own family! All the inheritance, all the titles. There would be no Icestone heir. I’d be the last of my line.”

For a brief while, her eyes fell to George's lips, and then she experienced a strong pull, one that they seemed to always have. Y/N’s breath froze in her throat as George's gaze seemed to also have shifted to her lips. Now that they were so close, she could sense his presence's warmth and the energy circulating between them.

George's hand came out to cup her face with force, drawing her in as though they were in perfect unison. Soft, hesitant, uncertain at first, his lips touched hers, and then she met him halfway and closed her eyes as the kiss grew more intense. It was the silent release of all the tension, the unsaid words, and the feelings they had not yet expressed. It was everything they had been suppressing.

Everything around them vanished. The sensation of his lips on hers and the warmth of his touch were all that was present—no pressure, no expectations, no Hogwarts. 

George's other hand slid to her waist, drawing her even closer as the Slytherin’s hands traveled to his chest, feeling the quickened beat of his heart beneath her fingers.

In fact, George knew what she was offering to give up just to be with him. He wanted to be selfish. He wanted nothing else but to run away with the love of his life. But he can’t let her do that. Not with that cost. 

Suddenly pulling away, George shook his head before he quickly muttered, “I can’t.” George turned around and ran away from the Slytherin, but not missing the tears that fell from her face and quiet sobs as he stepped out of the Astronomy tower. 

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That same day, as the moon and the stars started to shine above Hogwarts, Y/N caught herself sobbing beside her best friend, who, prior to this moment, interrogated her about how George Weasley pulled her away right after potions class. 

“I’m so confused, Daphne. It’s like…I’m at a crossroads, and I don’t know which way to go. A part of me lost hope, but a part of me just can’t let go of bloody George Weasley. I don’t even know if I would call him my ex or my boyfriend. I don’t know if I would call him my lover or my friend. Is he the one, or is he the one that got away?” 

The Icestone heir could feel her chest tightening with each word that she put out. As the tears fell into her face, she endlessly wiped it away angrily, scolding herself for letting her emotions get the better of her. 

Meanwhile, Daphne didn’t know how to comfort her best friend. All she could do was hold her in her arms as she raged and cried over the Gryffindor. 

“Love is so toxic, Daph. I don’t think I want to fall in love ever again.” Y/N cried, tears becoming uncontrollable. She was exhausted – exhausted from holding everything in. The weight of everything she had been going through had finally broken through, and she couldn’t stop it.

“George bloody Weasley kissed me, Daph! Salazar, he kissed me and then he left. Do we even have a future, or should I just call it the end?”

With the new information, Daphne decided that this was enough. She couldn’t take it any longer. She hated seeing her friend like this. “Honestly Icestone? I don’t understand why you still stick with Weasley. I literally just saw him with a girl in the hallway earlier.” She said, hopeful in trying to convince the girl to move on from the Weasley boy. 

“A girl? Which girl?” Y/N asked, her voice cracking. 

Daphne frowned at the sound of Y/N’s voice. Holding her closer, she started to softly run her fingers against her best friend’s hair, trying her best to comfort her. “I don’t know. But they seemed really close. They’ve always been hanging around together.”

Y/N’s tears continued to fall. 

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“Mira, please invite Aria, Celeste, and Ares to join us for supper tonight.” The Icestone heir instructed her fairy as she placed her books on top of her bed. The fairy bid her a quick “Right away, Y/N” before zooming out of her dorm room. 

It has been a few days ever since her encounter with George Weasley at the astronomy tower. A few days since she had made a fool out of herself, declaring her love for the ginger, and going as far as offering him her life as a whole. Oh how love makes her do stupid things. Love is so toxic. 

As the Icestone heir stared at her image in front of the mirror, she didn’t understand why she suddenly let her walls down towards George Weasley. Was she really that desperate or was she just hurt by the revelation of Draco’s affair with Pansy? Did she really still love the Gryffindor? Maybe she did. That’s why she’s beginning to notice dark circles forming under her eyes. 

When Y/N made her way to the Great Hall, a blonde boy suddenly blocked her view, presenting her with a playful smile. “I haven’t seen you that much these days. Where’d you been going, Icestone?” The Malfoy heir asked. Y/N rolled her eyes in response. 

“I could ask you the same, Malfoy.” She said. 

Draco gave her a sheepish grin, taking hold of her hand until Y/N quickly brushed it away. Frowning, Draco furrowed his brows at the action. 

“I’ll make it up to you, I swear! I was just busy trying to figure out the next task for the Triwizard cup while plotting how to make sure Potter fails.” He reasoned. “Come, let’s sit beside each other today.” 

“I can’t do that.” Y/N answered. “I have an important meeting with some other girls. They need my help for something.” 

Draco’s brows furrowed even more as he became confused. “Since when did you help out other people?” He asked, earning a slap in the arm from the Icestone heir. “Hey! I’m nice!” 

Y/N didn’t confront Draco with his affair. Instead, she treated it like one of her hidden cards, something that she could use just in case she needed it. 

As she sat beside Daphne at the Slytherin table, she became face-to-face with the three girls that she instructed Mira to invite. 

“Hello Y/N. Having a fine evening?” Asked one of the girls.

“Yes, I need you three to do something for me.” She replied, immediately cutting to the chase. 

“Anything.” replied another girl.

The Icestone heir sat up straight, grabbing her utensils as her fairy placed some food on her plate and pumpkin juice on her goblet. “My back is purposely facing the Gryffindor table, which is a table apart from the Ravenclaws. Do you spot Weasley from where you are seated?” 

“Which Weasley?” a girl dumbly asked, earning a scowl from the Icestone heir. 

“Which Weasley would I look for?” Y/N spat.

Plunging at the tone of Icestone’s voice, the girls were intimidated by the look of Y/N’s face. “But....we can’t tell Fred and George apart. They are seated next to each other, though. Like the usual.” One reasoned out.

Shaking her head, Y/N sighed as she hinted, “George is the one who sits taller.” 

“In that case, he’s the one on the right. At Least in our perspective.” 

Y/N took a sip from her goblet before asking. “Other than Fred, who are they seated with?” 

“Well, there’s Harry Potter.” began Aria.

“Ronald Weasley.” continued Celeste.

“And Hermione Granger! Across them.” said Ares.

“Ginny too!” The girls simultaneously said.

Nodding at the information, Y/N continued to question them. “Well, then, who’s beside the twins?” 

“Fred is beside Angelina Johnson. Their teammate from the Gryffindor quidditch team. Right next to Angelina is Lee Jordan, one of the twin’s close friends.” said Celeste, earning another nod from the Icestone heir. 

“I am aware of who they are, thank you. And George?” She muttered quietly, cautious of anyone else hearing their conversation.

“George is with....is that Alicia Spinnet?” 

Y/N furrowed her brows. “Who?” She asked with another change in the tone of her voice, one where it suddenly became filled with venom.

“Alicia Spinnet! She’s one of the chasers for the Gryffindor Quidditch team along with Angelina.” replied one of the girls.

Y/N turned around to look towards the Gryffindor table. She knew who that girl was. She just didn’t know her name until now. She did know, however, that it was the same girl that she thought was the new girl of George Weasley after some rumors have spread about them around school a few weeks ago.

“Rumor has it that George has taken a fancy towards Alicia.” Commented Ares, feeling excitement about the gossip she had just shared around her friends. 

“Fancy? I heard that he was dating her!” Replied Aria.

“Dating her?” Icestone scoffed. “I don’t think so.” She denied.

This earned her a nod from Celeste. “I heard so as well but I heard they’re just close ‘cause Fred is dating Angelina. But I did hear that he’s planning on taking her to the Yule Ball.” 

The Icestone heir narrowed her eyes at the thought. “The Yule Ball?” 

The three girls only nodded in response.

Y/N tried her best to keep her emotions under lock and key, showing no weakness and being the cool-headed Slytherin that she is. She couldn’t, however, deny the familiar tightening of her chest whenever she would feel the green-eyes monster creeping up her insides. 

Her face painted with a scowl as she demanded, “Tell me everything you know about Alicia Spinnet.” 

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“Seems like someone is angry.” Fred whispered to his twin, who was trying his best not to let his eyes divert to a certain Slytherin. 

It has been days since he last saw her. Potions class wasn’t until next week, so they won’t share any other classes for the rest of the days. He never passed her again in any hallways as he purposely borrowed the Marauder’s map he and Fred gave Harry. He would take a quick glimpse at the Slytherin’s name before making a detour towards the place where he needed to be. After the stunt that he pulled on her at the Astronomy tower, he just didn’t have the guts to see her. He was embarrassed with himself, he was guilty, and he had a big feeling that the girl was furious at him. 

“Of course, she’s angry, Fred. I bloody kissed her and left her hanging.” Muttered George. 

“You don’t even know who I’m referring to, Georgie.” Fred teased, earning a huff from the younger twin. 

Truthfully, George regretted the way he acted towards Y/N that day. The love of his life just confessed her feelings for him, offering to leave everything for me if only he told her what he felt. George could’ve finally been with Y/N, and yet he blew it. 

The ginger didn’t know when an opportunity like that would come back. That may have been his last chance at getting back together with Y/N. 

“I’m the biggest loser, Fred.” George cried, slapping a hand at his forehead. 

Fred crossed his arms after he lightly punched his twin’s arms. “Damn right, you are,” He agreed.

“All I did was push her away.”

Nodding, Fred repeated George’s words. “Yup, you pushed her away.” 

The younger twin slumped his shoulders, stealing a quick glance at the Slytherin table, finding Y/N Icestone scowling as she conversed with some of her housemates. 

“I broke her heart!” George shrieked, sighing as he let his head down on the table. 

“Now, that’s not a nice thing to do, is it?” said Fred. 

“What do I do, Fred?” He mumbled, his voice cracking as tears started to fall from his eyes. 

“That’s up to you, mate.” 

Groaning at his twin’s response, George complained, “You know, you’re not really helping.” 

Fred snickered in response. “I am. You just don’t know it yet.” 

“How is that helping?!” George protested, unamused with his twin. 

“Fine! Do you want my opinion? Talk to her, Georgie. Come clean. Say what you feel for her. Say what you have been saying to me! About how she’s the number one girl in your heart, how you only think of nothing but her, and about how bloody much you love her, you git!” Fred snapped, shocking George and the other Gryffindors around the table with the sudden outburst of the older Weasley twin.

“But–” 

“Shut up, George! Just talk to her!” 

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George had indeed planned to talk to the Icestone heir the same night Fred had snapped at him. If he didn’t, he worried that Fred would blackmail him into telling her himself. And so, he owled Y/N, asking her to meet him at the same astronomy tower they frequent. 

As he entered the tower a few minutes past midnight, he noticed that the girl wasn’t there yet. He continued to wait. He waited and waited and waited, but as the dark was replaced with light beaming from the skies, there were no signs of Y/N Icestone all night. 

George repeatedly owled the Slytherin girl, asking her to meet him. If she didn’t want to talk in the astronomy tower, then George was willing to talk somewhere else. And so, he asked him to meet her in front of the Great Hall on the day there was a Hogsmeade trip so they could go together. But as that day came, still, there were no signs of Y/N Icestone. 

On the day when he would finally share a class with the Icestone heir, he continued to wait for her on their shared table. Nervous, he mentally repeated all the things that he wanted to say to the girl. He wanted to make things clear between them. He wanted to make sure that he said everything he wanted to say. He wanted to make sure that his feelings for the girl were all revealed properly this time, with no misunderstandings and, hopefully, a happy ending. However, as the potion’s professor concluded their class, there were still no signs of Y/N Icestone. 

The Gryffindor had no other choice but to wait outside the Slytherin dungeons in hopes of catching Y/N there. But as hours passed, he never caught a glimpse of the Icestone heir. 

“Hey, boi!” George called out a seemingly 2nd year Slytherin boy, earning a raised brow in response. Unbothered, George asked, “Could you do me a favor and fetch Y/N Icestone for me? Tell her it's Fred and that it’s important.” 

The Slytherin boy furrowed his brows, confused. “I’m so sorry, Fred, but Icestone...is not here. No one has seen her since last week.” 

George mirrored the confusion on the boy’s face. “What do you mean?” He asked.

“I’m not so sure, but in case this helps, Draco Malfoy has been M.I.A too! Rumor has it that their wedding is gonna take place soon! And in private.” 

“Marriage?!” George shrieked, shocked by the revelation. 

“How could you not know that Y/N Icestone and Draco Malfoy were engaged? Ah, forget it. All I know is that it’s pretty cute, actually. The queen marrying the prince...that makes Draco the king of Slytherin now huh?” 

Without another word, George quickly walked away from the dungeons with tears threatening to fall from his eyes. 

End of Chapter 11 

[katiepotatie]

Who I WON'T write for:

I don't really know at this point.. I'll update this post if there is anyone I feel uncomfortable writing for but for now... go for it.

Who I WILL write for:

Daisy Jones and The Six

Eddie Loving/Roundtree

Warren Rojas/Rhodes

Billy Dunne

Graham Dunne

Camila Dunne/Alvarez

Daisy Jones

Karen Sirko

(I'm not good at writing wlw just yet but I'll still write headcanons for now :))

Musicals:

Heathers

Jason 'JD' Dean

Hamilton

Pretty much everyone

(idrk what else tbh so... requests!!)

Youtubers:

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

DannyPhantomexe (British Gentleman From The 1800's)

Sturniolo Triplets (Nick is strictly mlm)

Celebrities:

Austin Butler

Any djats cast member (within reason)

Maya Hawke

Tom Hiddleston

Movies/TV:

Stranger Things

Robin Buckley

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Max Mayfield

Argyle

Gen V

Jordan Li

Emma Meyer

[below text edited in 3/11/23]

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley [rip lmao]

George Weasley

Maze Runner

Newt

Gally

Thomas

Minho

I think this is it for now but for the thousanth time..... requests!!!!

[gaddaboutgriffon]

Ok I didn’t recognize most of the characters (largely because I watch cartoons more then mainstream tv) in the top 10 so I’ll give you the top 100 that the OC I answered as maches best with.

Abby Sciuto (NCIS): 92%

Nymphadora Tonks (Harry Potter): 91%

Amanita Caplan (Sense8): 91%

Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds): 91%

Alice Cullen (Twilight): 89%

Angela Montenegro (Bones): 89%

Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter): 88%

Lady Sybil Crawley (Downton Abbey): 88%

Goh Peik Lin (Crazy Rich Asians): 88%

Damian Leigh (Mean Girls): 88%

Chloe Sullivan (Smallville): 88%

Sam Button (The Perks of Being a Wallflower): 88%

Patrick Stewart (The Perks of Being a Wallflower): 88%

Jules Vaughn (Euphoria): 88%

Clarisse McClellan (Fahrenheit 451): 88%

Lilo Pelekai (Lilo & Stitch): 87%

Nomi Marks (Sense8): 87%

Riley Blue (Sense8): 87%

Robin Buckley (Stranger Things): 87%

Wanda Maximoff (WandaVision): 87%

Fox Mulder (The X-Files): 86%

Sabrina Spellman (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 86%

Juliana Crain (The Man in the High Castle): 86%

Amélie Poulain (Amélie): 86%

Lily Iglehart (Sex Education): 86%

Miriam Maisel (The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel): 86%

Jo March (Little Women): 85%

Ambrose Spellman (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 85%

Toni Topaz (Riverdale): 85%

Ally Maine (A Star Is Born): 85%

Ruby Tiffany Sparks (Ruby Sparks): 85%

Keeley Jones (Ted Lasso): 85%

Eric Effiong (Sex Education): 85%

Ciri (The Witcher): 85%

Mindy Chen (Emily in Paris): 85%

Rapunzel (Tangled): 85%

Elizabeth Bennet (Pride and Prejudice): 84%

Guinan (Star Trek: The Next Generation): 84%

Lorelai Gilmore (Gilmore Girls): 84%

Anna (Frozen): 84%

Nairobi (Money Heist): 84%

Jasmine (Aladdin): 84%

Rose DeWitt Bukater (Titanic): 84%

Mozzie (White Collar): 84%

Jean Milburn (Sex Education): 84%

Ola Nyman (Sex Education): 84%

Kinsey Locke (Locke & Key): 84%

Cassie Thomas (Promising Young Woman): 84%

George Weasley (Harry Potter): 83%

Phoebe Buffay (Friends): 83%

Jadzia Dax (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): 83%

River Tam (Firefly + Serenity): 83%

Ed (Cowboy Bebop): 83%

Patrick Jane (The Mentalist): 83%

Mercedes Jones (Glee): 83%

Kiara (Outer Banks): 83%

Mulan (Mulan): 83%

Marie Kreutz (The Bourne Identity): 83%

Daisy 'Skye' Johnson (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.): 83%

Céline (Before Sunrise): 83%

Ada Shelby (Peaky Blinders): 83%

Max Mayfield (Stranger Things): 83%

Claire Colburn (Elizabethtown): 83%

Annie Reed (Sleepless in Seattle): 83%

Emily Gardner (The Big Sick): 83%

Annie Hall (Annie Hall): 83%

Maeve Wiley (Sex Education): 83%

Ekko (Arcane): 83%

Sophie Sheridan (Mamma Mia!): 83%

Kaylee Frye (Firefly + Serenity): 82%

Donna Paulsen (Suits): 82%

Remy (Ratatouille): 82%

Veronica Fisher (Shameless): 82%

Willy Wonka (Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory): 82%

Waverly Earp (Wynonna Earp): 82%

Princess Fiona (Shrek): 82%

Augustus 'Gus' Waters (The Fault in Our Stars): 82%

Marianne Sheridan (Normal People): 82%

Love Quinn (You): 82%

Rosie Mulligan (Mamma Mia!): 82%

Albus Dumbledore (Harry Potter): 81%

Meredith Grey (Grey's Anatomy): 81%

Inara Serra (Firefly + Serenity): 81%

Dr. Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park): 81%

Elizabeth Swann (Pirates of the Caribbean): 81%

Ariadne (Inception): 81%

Maxwell Klinger (M*A*S*H): 81%

Thea Queen (Arrow): 81%

Darlene (Mr. Robot): 81%

Richard Castle (Castle): 81%

Martha Rodgers (Castle): 81%

Han Lue (Fast & Furious): 81%

Gisele Yashar (Fast & Furious): 81%

Lane Kim (Gilmore Girls): 81%

Sookie St. James (Gilmore Girls): 81%

Genie (Aladdin): 81%

Claire Randall (Outlander): 81%

Xiomara Villanueva (Jane the Virgin): 81%

Summer Finn ((500) Days of Summer): 81%

Frenchie (The Boys): 81

Statistical character personality test. take the linked quiz from the perspective of your character, then select 5 - 10 results from the complete matches list that you feel resonate with your character the most

Amy Elliott Dunne (Gone Girl): 92%

Magneto (X-Men): 91%

Raymond 'Red' Reddington (The Blacklist): 91%

Dr. Hannibal Lecter (The Silence of the Lambs): 90%

Lorraine Broughton (Atomic Blonde): 90%

Lex Luthor (Smallville): 89%

Loki (Marvel Cinematic Universe): 88%

Lady Macbeth (Macbeth): 88%

Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock): 87%

Barbara Kean (Gotham): 86%

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[theslythertea]

actual footage of drunk!Daisy's video accidentally sent to George Weasley the day before christmas break.

[nottyoursbutmine]

harry potter fic recs 4

harry potter masterlist

personal favs: 🧃

masterlists

masterlist @swellwriting

harry potter masterlist @panda-noosh

draco malfoy

his great love @beforeoursunsets 🧃

point of view @draconisxcaput 🧃

enemies by association @panda-noosh 🧃

odd one out @panda-noosh 🧃

james potter

imitation @randomoutsiders 🧃

then kiss me again @wreckofawriter 🧃

remus lupin

shared sweaters and failed first impressions @swellwriting

journal @swellwriting

george weasley

slight differences @swellwriting

humor me @pepper-up-potion

fred weasley

fingerprints @loonylupinn

freezing @mountkennedie

cedric diggory

daisies in the summers @bubble-tea-bunny

neville longbottom

the accident @refiwrites

tom riddle

tom riddle in the twins year @mistress-riddle

sirius black

i wish @wreckofawriter

heartbeat part two @wreckofawriter 🧃

regulus black

he loves you @cryonme