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the rose garden | DRACO MALFOY (SMUT)

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Draco Malfoy x Reader

SUMMARY: Draco fucks Y/N in his mother’s rose garden.

REQUESTED by anonymous “Could I request were draco and his girlfriend has been together for a year or 2 and their parents are really good friends. Y\Ns parents are also death eaters. And y/n is slytherin. It would be their 5th or 6th yr? Preferably a smut?”

WARNINGS: smut, public sex, extreme dirty talk, slut shaming, blowjobs, face fucking, fingering, riding

Hogwarts was out of session for the summer, and due to students living all across the United Kingdom and Ireland, it meant a lot people didn’t see their significant others for a long two months or so. However, fortunately, that was not the case for you and Draco.

You didn’t live far from each other and your parents were all friends-- they had been since before you and Draco were even born. They had been loyal followers of Lord Voldemort and passed them down to the two of you even after he was gone.

Whilst you questioned some things, you never said it out loud, and neither did Draco, allowing your parents to think that the two of your were perfect for each other. It was probably one of the only things that they were right about.

You and Draco had taken the Hogwarts Express together, you’d been sorted into Slytherin one after the other, you had all of the same friends-- Blaise, Pansy, Theodore, Daphne, Crabbe, Goyle-- and during your fourth year, after dancing with each other all night at the Yule Ball, you’d kissed and realised that maybe what you had had been more than a friendship this entire time.

For nearly two years now, you and Draco had been dating. Despite being such a dick to everybody else, Draco treated you exactly how you deserved to be treated-- like a real princess. In his eyes, you were a princess. The most beautiful of them all. Especially around your parents, who adored him as much as his parents adored you.

Currently, you sat beside each other at the Malfoy’s dining table, Lucius and Narcissa sat at the heads of the table whilst your parents sat opposite the two of you. A starter of some sort of soup was in front of you and you took small spoonfuls delicately, portraying the table etiquette that you’d learnt before you could even spell properly.

“Y/N, how was your fifth year?” Narcissa asks softly once the conversation changes from your father’s business to the new Potions teacher Hogwarts was supposedly getting next year.

You smile politely as you glance up at your boyfriend’s mother. You’d always liked Narcissa, she was the more loving of Draco’s parents and you could tell that she genuinely cared about Draco. You were sure Lucius did too, but the blond-haired man often refused to show emotion which you knew took a toll on Draco growing up.

“It was great, thank you, Mrs Malfoy,” you say, “I spent a lot of it studying for my O.W.Ls, which went well.”

“That’s great, Y/N,” Narcissa smiles back.

The rest of dinner seems to go by swimmingly, your parents mainly talking to each other but making small talk with the two of you as well. You’d all known each other all your lives, so it wasn’t really awkward at all. You’re finishing off the last of your drink when you feel a palm touch your thigh.

You know better than to react.

Draco’s cold hand smooths up and down your soft skin whilst he talks with your father and his father about something to do with the Ministry, your mothers both engrossed in Narcissa’s latest additions to her personal garden. Your father makes a joke that has Lucius laughing and Draco chuckling politely, your mouth absentmindedly forcing a small smile to act like you were listening, but all you can focus on is Draco’s hand.

He’s such an asshole.

You nearly shiver in delight as his slender fingers trace up and down your leg, growing warmer the longer they resided there. However, when you feel the pad of his index finger make contact with your sex, sliding underneath the thong that you’re wearing tonight, you purse your lips and grip the table, shocked.

He swipes his finger through your folds, gathering up the arousal that’s already there and swiping it across your clit. He starts to rub at it agonisingly slow, making you bite down on your lips lightly. You grab your drink and lift it to your lips to distract yourself, but you choke slightly on it when Draco rubs it at the perfect pace, spikes of arousal coursing through you and dampening your panties even more.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Narcissa asks worriedly, “You’re looking rather flushed.”

“I’m fine,” you breathe out, forcing yet another smile. “I’m just feeling rather... hot, that’s all.”

“If you would like, you and Draco could step outside for some fresh air before desert is served?” Narcissa offers, her face brightening, “Oh, Draco, you can show Y/N the new roses I put in the garden.”

“They’re all the way at the back, mother,” Draco began to complain, before something mischievous flashed in his silver eyes, “Oh, well I suppose it’s only polite I do so. Come, Y/N.”

He retracts his hand from your leg and stands, offering it to you. You send a weak smile to Narcissa and take his hand, your mothers cooing happily as Draco leads you out of the dreary dining room. As soon as you’re out into the fresh air, you shove Draco with a small glare.

“You dick!” You grumble at him, “Look, in the common room is one bloody thing, but in front of our parents? Merlin, Draco! If I got off in front of my father I would never be able to look him in the eye again. Especially if we had been caught!”

“But you liked it really, didn’t you, my little slut?” Draco growls, turning and grabbing your jaw with his slender fingers. “You love it when I get you off in front of people. Your cunt aches at the thought of nobody knowing what’s going on beneath the table.”

You whimper at his words, reaching up and placing your hand on his wrist. Draco smirks and looks back at the house.

“Come on then, Y/N,” Draco drawls, “Since you made such a fuss, I guess I must show you the rose garden now. Such a brat...”

Draco never talks to you like this in normal day circumstances, so you know what’s coming. This is foreplay for the way he’s probably about to bend you over and fuck you outside the house your parents are currently sat inside.

You can’t wait.

You feel yourself grow slick at the thought, slightly dampening your thighs as he sends you a look and jerks his head, gesturing for you to go up the path first. As soon as you’re in front of him, you feel his large hand smack against your ass, making you jump a little.

He grabs your arms from behind, forcing you against his front and pressing his lips to your ear. You can feel his erection pressing against your back.

“Be a good girl,” he hisses, his breath smelling faintly like the alcohol he’d been drinking with his dinner.

You make it towards the end of the garden and Draco whirls you around before dropping down onto his mother’s favourite bench. The seating was wooden, however, the arm wrests were dark green serpents, Draco’s hand curling around them as he parted his legs wide.

His silver eyes glinted with mischief, daring you to come closer.

“Draco,” you breathe.

“Come on, princess,” Draco unbuttons the top of his trousers. “On your knees. Show me how much you want me.”

Without thinking much at all, your brain foggy with arousal, you drop down onto your knees in front of the bench, unzipping Draco’s smart trousers. He sits up a little to help you drag them down his thighs. You reach to pull at the waistband of his underwear, pulling it back an inch and then letting it go so it snapped lightly against his erection.

Draco hisses in a mixture of pain and pleasure and grabs your wrist, glaring down at you.

“Enough,” Draco snaps, “Put your lips where they belong, slut. Around my fucking cock.”

You nearly moan out loud at his words, this time actually peeling his underwear down so that his erection sprung out the top. It was red and angry, the vein along the shaft practically pulsing beneath your gaze as precum made itself present at his tip.

You lean up further on your knees, one hand on his thigh and the other moving out to gently grasp his dick. Draco groans under his breath, eyes focused on you as you jerk slowly up and down his length, your thumb gliding out to swipe the precum off. Draco relaxes further against the bench, a drowsy smirk crossing his face when you lean forward and take him in your mouth.

“Good little slut...” he drawls, his lanky hand reaching out to run through his hair, tugging at it slightly when you suck your cheeks in, making your mouth feel so much tighter around him. “Fuck, Y/N. So fucking good for me. Best cock sucker there is.”

You moan around his cock, your hand moving to jerk off the part that you couldn’t quite reach with your mouth. Your tongue runs up and down him, feeling his vein and making its way up to the tip where you give it kitten licks.

“Mm, stop teasing,” Draco grunts, his other hand moving out to grab your head.

He keeps your head still and you know what’s coming. Slowly, he begins to thrust his hips, driving his cock in and out of your mouth so that his tip hits the back of your throat every now and then. You make slight gagging sounds, your eyes watering as spit coats his length. Draco loves the sight, he wishes he could take a picture.

He stops thrusting his hips, finding it tiresome from his position sat down, and instead uses your head like you’re a toy, forcing you up and down his cock. You moan, hands grabbing his thighs, focusing on breathing in and out of your nose.

Before he can cum, he pulls you off of him abruptly, a string of spit joining your lips and the tip of his cock. Draco smirks and brushes your lips with his thumb.

“My beautiful little cock slut,” he mutters, sitting further back against the bench. “I think that you’ve deserved some fun of your own, don’t you?”

“Yes, Draco,” you pant, nodding. “Please.”

“Since you asked so politely.”

Draco reaches forwards, hands on your waist as he tugs you towards him. You fall so that you’re straddling his body on top of the bench, out in the open where anybody could see you. He tugs up your tight dress and grabs at your ass, squeezing it and leaning forward to lick a stripe up your cleavage which is on show from your dress.

You can feel his cock brushing against your soaking heat. Your clit is throbbing so bad it nearly hurts, whines leaving your lips as Draco grabs the thin straps of your green bodycon dress and tugs them down, revealing your breasts to him. As his mouth dives forward to grab one of your nipples in his mouth, you can’t help but lower your body, grinding down against his hard cock and making him groan against you, vibrations running through your body.

“You’re soaked,” he mutters, pulling away once he had left a hickey on your breast where it wouldn’t be seen in your dress. “Such a fucking slut. You get off letting me fuck your face, don’t you?”

“Mmhmm,” you’re too aroused to really know what you’re agreeing to. All you know is that you need Draco to do something before you explode. “Please.”

“Please what? Use your words.”

“Please fuck me, Draco,” you beg him, “please make me cum.”

Draco smirks and reaches to grab your waist harder. You lift up on your knees more and watch as one of his hands disappears between you both. You feel the tip of his dick brush against your eager folds and you whine even louder, biting you lip and nodding at him quickly.

“Please, please, please.”

Draco guides it through your soaked sex before he finds your hole and takes one more look at you. The nod of consent is all he needs before he plunges himself into you. You both moan, breaths hitching in your throat. As you slide down so that you’re sat on his lap, his cock buried balls deep inside your pulsating heat, you feel so full, like if you were to put your hand against your stomach then you would feel him there.

“So fucking tight,” Draco hisses between gritted teeth. “Come on, slut. Ride me.”

You obey his command, growing slicker at his choice of nickname for you. Your hands move to his shoulders and you use them to help you bounce up and down on top of him, inches slipping out before being forced all the way back inside you, hitting spots that you didn’t know existed.

Draco was panting slightly beneath you, his silver eyes flickering from where he could see his cock coming in and out of your pussy, slick with your arousal, and up to your face where your head was thrown back in pleasure as you whined and moaned.

“So beautiful.” He reaches up and grabs your neck. “Look at me.”

You listen to him, feeling his fingers tighten around your neck and slightly blocking your airway. You feel lightheaded in the best possible way, eyes fluttering and your walls pulsating more around his cock as it drives in and out of you. Draco realises you’re starting to feel hazy and starts using his hips so he can pound up into you harder.

The sounds of your bodies colliding and your soaked pussy that normally embarrass you but turn Draco on don’t humiliate you today. You’re too focused on the grip he has on your neck and the way he keeps his pace thrusting in and out of you-- like it’s his only purpose in life. You know you’re going to cum soon.

Draco’s face dives forwards and nuzzles back to your breasts that are bouncing right in front of him. He licks and sucks and bites anything he can, his hot breath fanning your skin and making you cry out.

“Draco,” you cry.

“That’s it,” Draco grunts, forcing a few extra hard thrusts. “That’s it, Y/N. Fucking slut. You’d let me do anything to you. Such a fucking whore.”

You can tell that he’s close from how his hand has moved from your neck to your clit. His fingers create hard figures of eights against your throbbing bud, coating his digits in your arousal. You moan louder, this time driving your hips up harder and faster to keep up with his thrusts.

“Come on, Y/N,” Draco hisses, “you gotta cum for me. Cum all over my cock.”

His words are enough to send you toppling over the edge, your loudest moan yet half-buried by your teeth sinking into Draco’s shirt-clad shoulders. Your walls clench and shudder around him, tightening against his cock and causing his eyes to scrunch shut. Your breathless whisper of his name once your orgasm rolls by has him cumming straight after you. His hot seed shoots up inside in spurts, coating your walls and making you whine out against him again. He thrusts a couple of more times before he pulls out.

“Mm, Dra- Draco,” you mutter as he pulls you off of him and pulls the top of your dress back up.

Draco chuckles as he fixes his own underwear and trousers, pulling your dress down for you as you slide your panties back up. He presses a loving kiss to your lips.

“Not too much, was it?” Draco asks worriedly.

“No, that was perfect,” you admit, stroking some of his hair back into place.

“Good. I agree. Now, let’s get back to our parents. Desert must be ready soon.”

my mum came extremely close to catching me write this so i hope it was worth it honestly

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daydreaming-nerd · 4 years ago

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Draco Malfoy x Reader Smut

Sorry I’ve been gone! I’m super motivated right now so I’m gonna try getting a bunch of these done because I’m kinda in the mood if you get my drift ;)

Requests from anon:

“ok, i have a kinky ass request, could you do smut with draco, where he spits in the readers mouth-”

“mean draco who loves degrading you (consensually of course) and face fucking and maybeeeeeee hes into knife play“

“PLEASE PLEASE ANGRY SEGGS W/ DRACO. ITS ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT“

Summary: After spending too much time with Potter, Draco finally snaps.

Warnings: Angry sex, jealous draco, mouth spitting, dirty talk.

Harry and I had been good friends since we sat together on the train our first year of Hogwarts. While I wasn’t part of the trio I was still a good friend of Harry’s which really rubbed Draco the wrong way.

Lately I had been spending a lot of time with Harry because he was needing some advice about Ginny from someone who wasn’t so close to her. Mostly he needed to get out, so most of the time we would walk around the black lake in order for him to clear his mind.

Today was just like every other. It was a lovely spring day and Harry was unsure of how to get Ginny’s attention.

“Why don’t you just buy her flowers!” I said after already suggesting poetry, chocolate and just plainly asking her out.

“I don’t want to be so direct!” He exclaimed. “If she doesn’t wanna go out with me I gotta play it cool or I’ll never live it down!”

“Sometimes you have to put your heart on the line!” I said.

“What about you and that git Malfoy huh? How did you end up with a guy like him?”

Harry! I know you and Malfoy aren’t the best of friends but he’s sweet to me and for your information he won me over using poetry, chocolate, flowers and asking me out!” I laughed.

Before Harry could come back with a sly remark thunder rumbled and almost as if we were in a muggle cartoon it started to rain cats and dogs.

“Bloody hell!” I said.

“Let’s get back home,” Harry laughed.

We started off right away towards the courtyard which ended up being a lot farther away than we remembered. The rain started to soak through my white school dress shirt causing me to shiver.

“Of course!” I sighed crossing my arms over my chest trying to conceal my black bra that was showing through and keep myself warm.

“Here take this,” Harry said holding out his quidditch zip up. I looked at the back ‘POTTER’ was written in big yellow letters. I knew I didn’t dare wear it in front of Draco but I also wouldn’t dare walk into school with my bra showing through my shirt. So I took his sweater and slid it on.

When we got to the castle not a student was in the courtyard. Though I saw a dark figure standing in the doorway. When I got there I knew all too well it was my over protective boyfriend.

“Thank merlin I thought I was going to have to go out there and find you,” He said pulling me into the entrance and out of the rain.

“I’m okay just wet,” I giggled.

“What the bloody hell are you wearing?” he said.

“Harry let me borrow it,” I rolled my eyes at his jealousy.

“Take the bloody thing off!” He said ripping it off my shoulders and throwing it at Harry.

“Would you rather her freeze?” Harry said getting pissed.

“Why don’t you stop trying to mark what isn’t yours Potter?” Draco said getting in Harry’s face. I had seen him and Harry quarrel many times these last few years but I had never seen Draco like this before.

“Draco that’s enough,” I said putting my hand on his shoulder scared of what might happen next if I didn’t step in.

“Shove off Malfoy,” Harry said stepping towards Draco.

“You dare to-” Draco started.

“Draco that’s enough lets go!” I said pulling his arm. It was finally enough to pull him out of his trance. We started down the corridor but not without Draco throwing his arm around my shoulders and shooting Harry a death glare.

When we returned to Draco’s dorm he slammed the door so hard he nearly broke it.

“What is your problem?” I yelled tired of his childish behavior.

He stopped his pacing and quickly backed me into a wall/

“All you’ve done all week is go on walks with Potter and today you come back wearing his sweatshirt?” He spat. I knew where this was going and the excitement rose between my legs.

“You’re such a jealous fuck,” I shook my head.

“You’re mine,” he said placing his hand on my throat. “Get on your knees you slut.” he said pushing me down.

I kept eye contact as I unbuckled his trousers and peeled his boxers off his body.

“Suck,” he commanded.

I gripped his hard cock in my hand and began to kitten lick his tip driving him crazy.

“Stop teasing y/n” he said staring me down.

I didn’t give in though. Instead I acted as if I could only take his head, which we both knew wasn’t true. This of course pissed him off even more. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock down my throat letting out a sinful moan.

“That’s a good girl,” He said fucking my face. “Be the good little cock slut we know you are.”

I whimpered as his words went straight to my heat.

“You like it when I fuck your face like this huh?” He said causing me to nod my head as best I could. “Yeah you do you little whore, just love to be used.”

It wasn’t long until he was close to cumming.

“Don’t swallow yet, keep it in your mouth.” he said just before spilling his seed into my mouth. I could feel his cum sitting in my mouth as I waiting for further instructions.

“Open,” He said squeezing my cheeks together so I had no choice but to obey. He checked to make sure that his cum was still sitting in my mouth before spitting in my mouth. “Swallow,”

I did as I was told and swallowed opening my mouth to show him.

“Good girl,” He said grabbing my chin, pulling me up and throwing me towards the bed.

He started to undress me at a pace I had never seen before. He waisted no time pushing himself in starting at a brutal pace.

“Ah Draco!” I screamed.

“You like that?” He said fucking me even harder.

“y-yes!” I stuttered.

“Can Potter fuck you this good?” He said burying his head in my neck leaving hickeys wherever he could.

“No Draco! Only you!” I cried out.

“Who’s pussy is this?” He said biting down on my shoulder leaving another mark.

“Yours!” I screamed feeling the knot in my stomach form.

“Louder!” He yelled sitting so he could see my face when I come.

“It’s your pussy Draco!” I screamed feeling myself get near the edge.

“That’s my girl,” He said reaching down to rub my clit sending me over the edge. He followed suit throwing his head back so I could get a view of his Adams apple before he collapsed next to me.

It took me a minute to catch my breath before I could speak again.

“You know I love you and only you right?” I said still breathless.

“Of course love, I just can’t help but get a little jealous when I see a beautiful dame like you being so close with the chosen one,” he rolled his eyes.

“He can’t be the chosen one when I choose you everyday,” I smiled.

“You know what I mean,” He laughed before rolling over and walking over to his closet.

“what are you doing?” I asked.

He pulled out an emerald green sweater with ‘MALFOY’ printed on the back in gray letters.

“You’ll wear this tomorrow,” He said handing it to me.

“thank god, green is more my color.” I said pulling it close to my chest admiring how it smelled like him.

“Damn right it is. I can’t wait to fuck you in that tomorrow night.” he said getting back in bed pulling me into him so I was laying in his chest.

“That’s funny I can’t wait either,”

A/N: I forgot knife play and now I feel stupid so I guess I’ll be including that in a future fic. I hope you guys like this. Feedback always helps make my writing better and remember requests are open for Draco Malfoy right now so get them in!

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nicknellie · 4 years ago

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Honestly that’s me, also kinda good night/morning again.

You should be so proud that you were able to finish your school work, that is such an accomplishment! Also cat 👀🥺, but I hope that your kitten didn’t cause too much of a mess! Imagine if we made tallies though, that would be hilarious (also adding yes)

Box stuff

1. Yes, you have described them so well! Reggie is organized but at the same time very chaotic which frustrates Alex so much. (Even more so due to the fact that Luke is just chaotic not organized at all, I mean have you seen his writing) Also agreed, Bobby is middle and I love the drum idea that’s amazing!

2. The baby is an honorary member of the band is amazing, I love that like so much.

3. That is precisely what happens, also because Reggie was going to give it to Alex for food however he needed to put it somewhere and completely forgot

Board games and Jam stuff

1. I love the little detail that you added of matching pajamas because that’s exactly how their game nights go a majority of the time. Yes to all of these, Bobby is the one who flipped a table once during Pictionary and since then the game has been banned. (Also points if Alex did the same during Cluedo because Reggie just kept on saying that he was suspicious) ‘Reggie we are not playing about us, it’s a mystery game with clues’

(Also bring me up suspicious, I remember reading some thing about where the boys play among us and that’s all I can think about. Because they do and the boys just keep calling each other out, i’m not going on a tangent right now but I may in the future 😂)

I haven’t played Articulate before however yes they do! (Also for some reason the fact that the box has a circle which makes me think of the game of life, for I don’t know why reasons, so I’m going to offer that up)

You’re absolutely right they definitely do go to thrift shops and just find random cool stuff. (Alex joins them later on)

I love the detail that you added that Luke on Julie’s team won’t win which is mostly because he won’t stop staring at her throughout the entire game. Reggie is definitely the master, except for in scramble because Luke shines in that game. After people started taking sides and stuff monopoly was banned very quickly, you’re so right.

2. I really wish I could explain why I thought of this but legitimately this all became a thing from me looking at some random thing of strawberry jam. That is so clever and that is the ultimate pun for Reggie. (Since you mentioned different versionsc all I can think about is this song actually starting out with Reggie talking about how much he loves etc. jam and how all the rest of the boys have problems)

Number stuff

2. Yes, (eventually) in the end everyone has a couples jumper as well. Also The fact that Luke stretches Alex‘s hoodie is hilarious, especially because he was doing it to make Julie jealous basically. Also adding on, Willie and Alex are cuddling under a blanket during this whole thing.

3. Yes, Luke just wants to make Julie happy in life and that’s everything to be honest.

4. You know those shows you have where you put it on a watch later and you’re like I’m genuinely interested in this however procrastination is my best friend and suddenly it’s like three years later, well Merlin may be that show for me. I support that AU idea so much, we need that in our lives. (Honestly whenever I think of two halves of a whole I think of yin and yang and I can’t explain why). And I love how this made you think of a fanfic, because I’ve had similar thoughts as well during our conversations.

(Wait yes, Alex is definitely Merlin he has that oh I’m wise so you need to listen to me kind of style. Also definitely takes Luke, Arthur, under his wing to make sure that he is not dumb/dies)

5. I just want more Alex and Julie to be honest, I don’t feel as thought we got to see a lot of that in season one. Thank you, yes my thoughts exactly. (Honestly I like to think that he came out to her as well however at the same time due to the fact that people in the 90s weren’t as accepting I feel like he just doesn’t know how she’s going to react and is kind of saving that for a later date🥺)

6. Exactly, so Bobby has no way that they could technically be out there (how Julie kind of draw strength from the fact that her mom is watching over her which is why she believes that she got the flower during that exact moment) also things would be much different if they had been able to send some kind of sign down to him. Even if it’s something little just to show that they are still there for him and even death couldn’t come between them.

8. I think I now know how you feel when I mentioned him writing ‘we were going to be legends’ on the back of that photo. Because ouch, and you are so right it’s not even funny. Nothing is the same without the boys because they all have little personality things that make simple tasks even better. Luke is able to do the Rubiks cube because he fidgets a lot with his hands, Alex is able to do the puzzles because he has really great concentration and it helps him feel more focused, also same for Reggie he’s able to do crosswords and sudokus because he’s able to focus on the more also he’s really great with numbers. (Also I totally didn’t say that Bobby doesn’t understand sudokus, because I don’t understand them)

That last sentence, you are correct but whoa that is painful.

10. Gotta love our random tangents

Yes, and the boys know that Bobby went on the logflume however they just don’t talk about it. Reggie has so many scrapbooks it’s not even funny legitimately once he realizes that he can take 1000 pictures and they can be stored in one place he kind of explodes (doesn’t stop him from making scrapbook though)

Alex just loves having people be happy, (also I didn’t think about an AU situation in which he does run into someone who has a skateboard )

I cannot describe that ride either however I know exactly what you’re talking about and Alex being impatient to go on rides is legitimately everyone who has ever been in a theme park. Reggie doesn’t talk to Luke for a good amount of time because Luke is the one who said that the ride wouldn’t be so bad, ‘I mean what’s the worst that can happen’ (also I did not say that just so I can reply, famous last words)

(Same energy as ‘street dogs haven’t killed us yet’)

Toffee nut- I’m glad you like the theory because I legitimately have no explanation for why Bobby is allergic to gluten but it just fits. Alex loves baking gluten-free stuff because not only is he reassured that Bobby has some thing that he can eat but in general it’s always nice to find new recipes.

Also random thought but every once in a while the boys will go somewhere go to bakeries and if they have gluten-free options they will try whatever they can.

Once again Alex just cannot say no to Luke and Reggie and they definitely eat the gluten-free food.

11. I love that for us 😂, even if there’s no possible way that I can happen it somehow did. (Also Reggie has a picture with the queen and I have no clue if there is even a way of having photoshop back then however Reggie is crazy enough to pull it off so they just think that it’s Photoshop)

13. Fairytale princess Luke is everything we need in our life. (This is also a band photo that is stored somewhere, because of course Luke wouldn’t do this alone)

14. His fists are like clenched tightly however he’s trying to pretend like he isn’t angry. I love that line with everything I have, that needs to be in season 2. Also the fact that someone who is very tall is trying to pretend to be someone who isn’t as tall is very humorous to me and I cannot explain why.

16. I love how determined Luke and Reggie are in this little scenario that you have painted, which they definitely are. One time Bobby is out and it’s just Alex with them two and he has no clue what to do because they can’t be in the kitchen however he cannot resist their puppy dog eyes.

17. Wait I love this (also Reggie finds baby photos of Willie that are actually baby Willie and shows them to Alex) (no one knows how but to be honest I could definitely see Reggie going to Caleb just ask for baby photos)

Also Willie finds it adorable that Alex is pretending to be embarrassed and definitely teases him about it. Bonus points if there’s a picture of Little Alex with a hotdog shirt and Willie is like ‘I knew there was another reason why I called you hot dog’

19. Water fights all the time, also during winter they have snowball fights all the time as well. (Also they always have water balloons on hand and it is very common for someone to throw it at another person‘s back and or down their shirt)

Yes, I love this theme as well, (despite being a very competitive person) Luke is just not competitive)

20. Same lol, honestly all Alex quotes and just Alex is everything and part of the reason why I love him so much.

(Also sidenote the fact that Owen Joyner performs these lines so beautifully. Maybe this is just me geeking out but the delivery and the pacing and the changing of voices from either high pitch to low pitch or whatever the line needs is just fantastic. Well if you can tell someone has been in any kind of music/acting field it’s that last sentence right there)

Alex is just happy that his friends are bonding with the guy that he likes. Especially because they are all the type of person that if their partner and or one of the boys doesn’t like each other then there is no way that they will be together. Also yes, Alex has a love hate relationship with Willie and Reggie bonding over puns.

Luke is very well practiced at egging houses, anyone who has ever made fun of the boys can confirm, and he is very torn between I want Flynn to like me but this is Julie’s house. Also yes, in the end he does egg her house.

Hear me out, she would’ve won mother of the year for being supportive towards Alex however I don’t feel like she would’ve for Luke because it didn’t really feel like she was supportive of the band which is basically Luke’s entire being. But aside from that yes. (But it got us unsaid Emily so I mean is that really a flaw 😂)

21. Yes, adding onto what you said honestly one thing that I keep thinking about which is the only thing he’s never told Luke is that he actually saw Emily and Mitch one time after Luke ran away.

Honestly for some reason I keep saying to myself he got arrested. Just because for being a person who basically freaked out at breaking into a museum it would be hilarious that he’s actually been in trouble with cops before, but anyways Emily and Mitch are his emergency contact so they have to pick him up and then that’s where they talk about Luke and everything. (I really wish I can explain this, also the fact that I’ve said this like 3 times already is concerning 😂😂)

But going back to what you said, he struggles with that so much because he loves Luke so much but at the same time due to the fact that Alex has such a bad relationship with his parents he doesn’t want Luke to end up on that note.

Mitch having a conversation with Ray is everything I needed and I did not think I would. (Imagine if Kenny Ortega had a secret Tumblr though 😂😂)

24. I want to see Flynn’s reaction to flying solo now it’s what we do deserve. Yes, it’s like you read my mind because that is exactly what happened, I feel like we can kind of see it in all eyes on me, with her face kind of being a tiny bit upset with Julie talking to the boys but she isn’t able to see what’s going on. (Even though the boys have only had one interaction with her they are very devastated, all they want is to be her friend as well)

Love how you meant Carrie, also why am I now thinking about Flynn joining dirty candy just to spite Julie, (I need to stop) also yess this is how the reaction song comes. Possibly maybe even a sad song because Flynn is talking about how much she loves Julie but she’s been feeling so disconnected from her lately. Yes, Jadah Maris is so talent.

Honestly I only know that video because one of my friends was singing the lyrics and I was very concerned 😂. Yes, you should be proud, maybe it’s because I cannot remember titles for the life of me but that is a very accomplishing thing.

25. Ahhh, dad Alex is everything. Also due to the fact that he has quick wit for a bit it would just be him and Carrie joking around with each other. Also I feel like the show does kind of show that although Trevor is supportive he is really bad at discipline 😂. (Honest Reggie wouldn’t be able to able to tell her off at all because he is afraid of somehow becoming like his parents, even though the boys keep reassuring him that will never happen)

26. Honestly the boys are kind of just holding a grudge at this point but it’s Trevor making the hats that has them go into a big group hug and burst into tears also the actual forgiving.

Also going along with the fact that Willie wears a beanie, he also wears a bandanna. I’m glad that’s stuck in your head to be honest.

28. Yes, what if the final product of Reggie raging at Bobby is Now or Never (however this has been re-make and has switch genres by Luke) (I have reasoning)

32. I love just thinking about some fans randomly bumping into sunset Curve. Legitimately they bring stickers and fanart everywhere because Alex is definitely the type of person to go to a grocery store at 3 AM just to look for a particular ingredient (for an example)

Honestly I had no reasoning for Alex being a hedgehog except for the fact that hedgehogs are cute so I most definitely agree and you are entirely correct

Yes, and once Alex finishes the puzzle it’s framed just because not only can he not take it apart but he’s afraid of it being ruined and it is so amazing

34. Yes, precisely and there’s only one photo of Luke that works and it’s him glaring and crossing his arms like an upset puppy (still stuck)

35. (Honestly Ray just adopts all of them, Luke, Reggie,Alex, Flynn, Willie all of them) I legitimately said this for just someone however instead of collecting stray cats Ray takes in stray children. Also, yes just best father of the year goes to Ray for the past 15 years. That is a very good theory because this entire time I’ve just been thinking of Reggie taking pictures.

Also the fact that technically Willie can’t show up on camera I didn’t think about but for the purpose of him looking absolutely amazing in these photo shoots I’m going to ignore that.

37. Yes, and Alex does have to make rules because otherwise he won’t have any clothes. The only reason Willie is allowed to get away with it is because he looks fantastic in the hoodie and Alex just has heart eyes.

39. Yes, she always talks out loud to herself and Trevor just silently encourages her and then he replies this one time and she is absolutely shocked but because the idea so so brilliant she immediately jumps on it.

40. Seeing Alex dance with Luke to dirty dancing with this particular dance in mind is what I need to see in season 2. Also yes, Reggie as well, honestly it just becomes a band thing because

Lol that is so relatable, also 10 out of 10 songs to be stuck in your head.

(Sorry for like the four notifications you got from me liking this post, because of course I just accidentally kept double tapping this and then letting out a gasp because it unliked the post)

Also the fact that this started from jigsaws and now we have three categories is everything

Good morning/night/afternoon/whatever time you’re reading this!

Ok so before I start I realised when I was trying to sleep that I left out a few things. I wanted to include a photo of a couples jumper and also the link to my Mitch headcanons, which I think I mentioned and then just didn’t include.

The only pics coming up were Christmas ones but this is the style I was in envisaging! Two heads holes, comfy, not just a random hoodie like Luke and Reggie try and use!

So here’s the link lol

BOX STUFF

1. Ajskfnskfo I love this like Luke’s writing is terrible can you imagine the state of his bedroom??

Actually, mentioning his bedroom, it was probably a mess and still is because Emily and Mitch didn’t tidy it when he went away in case he came back and then didn’t want to change anything after he died

3. YES definitely Alex being the designated chef of the group and Reggie bringing him recipes, except that’s the one he just totally forgets about, I love it

BOARD GAMES AND JAM STUFF

1. I love that so much omg they all have one game they just can’t play 😂 Bobby did that in Pictionary because he was doing his drawing and thought he’d made it really obvious, but the others were purposely guessing wrong and it pissed him off. And yes lmao Alex trying to explain to Reggie that it wasn’t him it was a random character for gods sake Reggie can you just read the damn rules?!

Omg PLEASE go on that tangent 😂😂

Oh yes totally they play game of life! It’s the only one Alex is really really bad at

Yessss Alex joining them is everything!

Omg yeah Luke is just watching Julie the whole time and she’s trying to help so they can win and he just doesn’t concentrate so they lose. Julie gets mad at him for it but he thinks it’s worth it

Lmao I can just imagine them playing monopoly - Alex is in charge of money and stuff and when Luke lands on one of Reggie’s spaces he can’t pay. Alex wants to just let him off (because he’s doing terribly and can’t win the game anyway) but Reggie is competitive and wants him to pay and Julie is backing him up because she likes playing by the rules. It’s two vs two, ends up in a big argument, and like you say it’s immediately banned 😂

2. Absjdldlajkd yes like the song actually started out about that, they figured out the tune was really catchy and then turned it into an entire song

NUMBER STUFF

2. Yes lol Alex and Willie just snuggled under the blanket like “guys there are easier ways to cuddle y’know” meanwhile Reggie got uncomfortable and tried to wriggle out the hoodie and they all just heard a ripping sound from the hoodie and Alex looked like he would have killed them if they weren’t already dead

4. YES even if you haven’t seen the show yet that’s literally perfect. Alex being one of the only ones who can get away with telling Prince Luke how dumb he is like Merlin and Arthur and keeping him safe. But somehow Luke still ends up dying from eating a bad hotdog

And I totally see where you get yin and yang from tbh!

5. Yes I can totally see that as well! I’ve read quite a few fics where he comes out to her and honestly it’s so cute every time because his reaction to her being immediately accepting of him is amazing. (Also I love it when she accepts him by immediately coming out to him as well - usually it’s bi Julie which I do love but I really strongly headcanon asexual Julie (best when she’s both tbh) and I realise that’s off-topic but yeah)

6. Yes omg now I kind of want to write that AU too 😂 Bobby somehow getting a sign from his friends to tell him that they’re okay and they’re still there. Like they could still come back to Julie, but in the dark room they get a glimpse of Bobby being sad and get to help him, therefore he doesn’t make so many mistakes

8. Absabskksksbf yeah omg 🥺 they all have their strengths and Bobby can’t build his own up to match them after they’re gone. And yes lol tbh I have literally no clue about sudokus either so I relate to not being able to do them, and props to Reggie for being amazing at them 😂

10. Awww yes Reggie just getting super excited when he finds out how much technology has progressed and how many pics he can take 🥺 also I can’t remember what they’re called but Reggie gets one of those portable printer things that’s kind of like a Polaroid but you can print them off your phone? Idk if I described that well but Julie gets him one and he loves it. Also at theme parks he always buys the photos the ride automatically takes

Oh my god oh my god oh my god yes! I love that so much omgggg your mind! It’s the one time Bobby doesn’t manage to pull him out of the way in time and it’s literally the best thing he could ever have done

Lmaooo yes that’s perfect Luke convincing them to go on it is definitely street dog energy. Reggie just refuses to even look at him because he’s that childish lmao

Ooooh yes and whenever they go to bakeries either Alex or Reggie will ask for the recipes of stuff they like (usually Reggie because no one can say no to him, but also Alex because he can be persuasive)

Yes lol eventually Bobby has to have a special like box or container to put his gluten-free stuff in otherwise Luke and Reggie will eat it all.

11. Yes definitely! Idk if they had photoshop either but they’re all convinced that’s what it is but he’s just really innocently like “no I swear I did” and it’s normally Luke who rolls his eyes like “ok sure buddy”

13. I swear if I was better at art I’d draw Cowboy Sunset Curve and Fairytale Princess Sunset Curve but alas no 😂 maybe I’ll just do it anyway lol

14. No I totally get that, it’s the sort of thing that’s funny for no reason lmaooo

16. Yes I love that like he is just moments away from opening the door and letting them back in but then he shakes his head like “no, focus” and the cycle keeps repeating. Also I love how in the scenario they keep moving but all they’re doing apart from that is puppy-dog eyes and that’s enough to nearly break Alex

17. YES. Willie has no idea where he got the photos from but doesn’t really question it either. And I can sooo see him asking Caleb for baby photos - like, he wants a Caleb scrapbook because like it or not he’s been a major part of their afterlives since he wants to remember him! So Caleb is confronting them after he stops possessing Nick and is doing this grand speech and when he’s done Reggie just raises his hand and goes “sorry but do you have any baby photos of you?” and Caleb just doesn’t question it and hands them over the next time they see each other. (Reggie also has Nick’s baby photos. Reggie has literally everyone’s baby photos.)

Ajsbskldl I love that! Little Alex in a hotdog shirt and Willie pretending to have some sort of psychic power like “yeah I totally knew about that it’s the other reason I call you hotdog!”

(BABY REGGIE IN A HOTDOG COSTUME.)

19. Omg Sunset Curve/Julie and the Phantoms snowball fights yessss and the water balloons are perfect - Luke’s preferred method is to sneak up behind someone and slam it on the top of their head so they’re totally drenched

20. Yes exactly!!! I definitely think Owen is one of the best actors in the show and one of the best in anything I’ve seen recently, he just plays Alex so perfectly and everything you said is 100% right I couldn’t have put it better myself

Yes that’s exactly their relationship! Like as sad as he would have been Alex would have dropped Willie if the guys hated him (and let’s be honest, seeing as Willie accidentally played a big part in the thing with Caleb they definitely could have hated him)

Yeah and Luke isn’t really sure if Julie being so mad at him for egging her house is worth it but he had fun so he goes with it

Oh yeah that makes so much more sense you’re totally right, but yeah it got us Unsaid Emily so in the end it was a good thing lmao

21. Ooooh yes! They share everything but that’s the one thing he has never told him

Lmaoooo yes but then what would he have been arrested for?? I feel like some sort of misunderstanding - like someone dropped something, he tried to be helpful and pick it up but then they accused him of theft and called the cops on him. Or he actually did do something illegal, knowing it was illegal. Aww yes Emily and Mitch picking him up and finally getting to see him and find out about Luke again 🥺

And yes exactly took the words right out of my mouth

If Kenny had a secret Tumblr and saw all this I would die laughing. Especially if he somehow included some of it in the show that would be the funniest thing. Sadly it’s very unlikely 😂😭

24. Yesss I agree we can totally see it then! I feel like it’s the really predictable scenario for her to be left out but I also think it would work really well

Oooooh Flynn joining Dirty Candi could be really interesting! I feel like it would only be for one song and then she’d feel bad but I’d actually love to see that.

I can totally see it being a sad song and also I think it would just be her and Julie there, the boys are nowhere to be seen and it’d give them a chance to make up before the boys are let in on it

25. Yes definitely! Because Carrie has such quick wit too their banter would be brilliant. Yeah you’re definitely right about Trevor, he’d do anything for her except discipline her well, and omg Reggie 🥺🥺 you’re so right, he’d be terrified, so he wouldn’t get involved at all when she’s being told off by Alex

26. I feel like maybe that was Bobby’s way of settling arguments back in the nineties (“Luke’s mad at me, guess I’d better make him a hat”) which is why it finally convinces them to forgive him

Omg bandana Willie might be even better than beanie Willie... maybe it’s just any time Willie has headwear, because I love Willie wearing his helmet too lol

28. Oh yes I love that! Originally the lyrics were “pack up your yarn Bobby, now or never” and Luke was like hmmm I like that

32. Omg that’s literally perfect I love that so much. Alex in his pyjamas (and a hoodie) staring at flour trying to remember which kind he needed to buy at 3 o’clock in the morning and the shop assistant is like omg you’re Alex Mercer then hands him a sticker

Yes definitely!!! He frames all his favourite puzzles and has them hanging up around the studio, but that’s his ultimate favourite and he makes sure to clean the frame of dust twice a week

35. Omfg yes that’s brilliant. Ray has two biological kids but actually he has four ghosts and his daughters best friend too (and maybe some other we don’t see, like Carlos’s best friend??) the comparison to stray cats is amazing - they just come in for food and maybe a hug then they’ll be on their way again.

Yeah same lmao I realised as I was writing that they wouldn’t show up but that’s a tiny detail and for this we can disregard it completely 😂😂 (or maybe he does show up sometimes, and even when he doesn’t there’s a golden orb there like in Ray’s photos and it actually looks really good somehow)

37. I live for heart eyes Alex tbh. And yes the other rules include: you must wash it if you get it dirty, if I find any rips I will literally kill you (because Luke once ripped one of his nicest hoodies), and for the love of god don’t lose it

39. Yes I feel like they’d be such a Father-Daughter-Dream-Team you know?? Like they’re really close and they know each other really well and the little things like that are the best part of their relationship!

40. Ahajdnsls yes I need it!

Lol the notifications were fine I literally do that so often bc I forget that’s how tumblr works 😂

Yes I was literally going to mention how we have categories now!!! I honestly find this so funny like how did we get all this from a jigsaw 😂😂😂

#love this for us 😂#williexmercer #asks #emily answers

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The Year Before Tomorrow

Chapter Nineteen- Year III- Bonded Ally

Ravenclaw Tower was, in a word, breathtaking. As pretty as the windows and furniture were, Hermione couldn't tear her eyes away from the books, not that she would ever want to.

"There's almost as many books in here as in the main Library," the Head Girl said, addressing the starstruck first years.

How had she missed this gold mine? How had she not heard about this from anyone? Knowing the Ravenclaws from her time, they wouldn't have wasted a single moment bragging about their own private library.

Hermione followed the Head Girl to the stairs leading to the girls' dormitories. Even the steps were blue and bronze. That was the last conscious thought she had before waking up in an unfamiliar bed in the morning to a crack of thunder outside her window. The other girls slept through it with barely a twitch among them, and Hermione grimaced.

The dorm in Ravenclaw Tower felt wrong, in a subtle but inarguable way. It was dark, but Hermione could still feel how off it was. She slipped to the floor, accepting the cool shock of the stone against her bare feet, and left without a backwards glance.

Her reasoning from the beginning of the year before was still valid, and certainly even more so now. She couldn't survive the year sleeping in the same room as four other girls, not with her nightmares and her frequent departures. It was insupportable. Her own safety was a priority, yes, but even more so was the safety of the students here. She was protecting them, wasn't she? It would defeat the purpose entirely if she were to hurt someone while having an episode.

Only faint candlelight excused Hermione's sight, allowing her at least to avoid suits of armour and the like. She was unsure just where she was going. Down, sure, but not to Hogsmeade. The kitchens, perhaps. She was remarkably hungry, having eaten only sparingly at the Welcoming Feast the night before. Still, that didn't sound like the right answer. The Room of Requirement, perhaps. Sure, it was the logical choice. Safe within the confines of her semi-secret haven, she would have the freedom to do as she pleased, whether that was to cry or to sleep or to read.

The Room of Requirement, she decided, noting with no surprise that she stood in front of the Fat Lady.

"Not tonight," she said aloud. "There's no reason to go inside."

Maybe that wasn't quite true. More likely she had her own, personal reasons. As tempting as they were, Hermione could not- would not- concede to those urges. It would be the satisfying choice, but not the right one.

The Room of Requirement was a poor substitute for the companionship of the friends she'd once had, but it would have to do.

This time she carried her feet rather than the other way around. To the seventh floor, past the tapestry, three paces in the hall, and to the door. A bed confronted her upon her entry. It looked disappointed in her. She would not lay in it.

A blink later the bed was gone, replaced by a single stool. It wasn't any better; it was painted with pink flowers, and if Hermione squinted she could make out kittens.

"Are you mocking me?" she asked, sitting on the floor and beginning to cry.

Upon opening her eyes, the room had changed again. This time, rather than judgmental furniture, a confused and groggy Sirius Black lay sprawled across the floor.

What had she done? "I need him gone," she said, but he did not disappear.

"Selwyn? 'S that you?"

Hermione wished she didn't love him. She wished the sound of his voice didn't fill her with such tenderness. But both of those things were true, and Hermione would have to live with the choice she'd unwittingly made.

"Yes, Sirius Black. It's me." There she was, whispering for fear that her voice would break this spell and send him away again. "Tell me, Sirius Black- is love a choice?"

"If you don't mind," Sirius said, pushing himself up to sit cross-legged on the floor, "I'd rather know just where I am. And why I'm here. And why you're here."

"Of course you would," Hermione murmured. She would not lie to him. She'd lied to him enough. "I know why I'm here. I chose to come here. But the Room summoned you. I know not why."

"'I know not why'? Are you on dust or something?" Sirius didn't seem afraid of her, which was good. Very good, even. Still, he looked concerned and even a little disgusted. Perhaps that was all right. Less personal than fear, after all.

She really should keep her distance, but instead she asked again, "Is love a choice?"

"No," he said. "Why would it be?"

"Why wouldn't it be? It's a choice to become angry, or sad, or happy, right?"

"No?" said Sirius, leaning away in what was likely a subconscious gesture of discomfort. Why shouldn't he be uncomfortable? Hermione certainly was.

"Of course it is," said Hermione, frowning. "Of course, there's an urge one way or the other, but ultimately you make the choice to feel emotion. Ignore the urge and it goes away."

"Is that how feelings work for you? Because I don't think that's normal."

Maybe he was trying to be cruel. It was unlike Sirius to be so willfully tactless. "I could choose to be upset by your insinuation, but I've chosen not to," Hermione said. And it was true; she wasn't upset in the slightest. "That is the way emotions work. Could it be that you simply give in to your impulses, no matter what? It would suit your character."

"What do you know about 'my character'?" Sirius scoffed. "You don't know me."

Oh, that's right. She wasn't supposed to know him at all. She could not lie and agree with him, but nor could she correct him. Instead she ignored it altogether. "Love is a choice. It's attraction that is not. Your mind molds to your wishes, not the other way around."

"Whatever," said Sirius, perhaps wisely quitting while he was ahead. "You think what you want."

"Mm," Hermione agreed, smiling. The Room had been right; Sirius was exactly what she needed. She did love him, after all, and that meant that his mere presence made her heart slow and her mind clear. She felt in control of herself when he was around.

"Why did you bring me here?" Sirius asked again.

"I didn't mean to, necessarily. Magic will be what it is, though, and needs will trump wants as far as it's concerned."

"That makes... no sense whatsoever. None."

"I didn't want it to." There were tears on her face still, she realized. She wiped them away. A wave of disgust washed over her at how soft her hand felt against her cheek. "This room is dangerous, though it doesn't seem that way at first. It obeys the needs of the person inside of it. But need doesn't necessarily follow the definition of the word. It obeys strong emotions. Whether or not logic decides that it's a bad idea, as the person who activated this particular room, it will give me what I require."

"What- really?" said Sirius. "That's awfully handy."

"It can be," Hermione agreed.

"But then why am I here?" he asked, suspicion clouding his face again.

"I did say that the room is dangerous. It is especially so for people like me."

"Like you?"

"The brain... the mind is altered by trauma. It often requires things that aren't good for it, perhaps because the well-being of the mind becomes somehow less important."

"That wasn't an answer."

"It was as close as I'm willing to tell you. I will not lie to you, but that doesn't mean I must say everything."

Sirius scowled, but said nothing more.

Hermione couldn't stop looking at him. He didn't know her. He didn't care about her. He didn't know what she'd done, what he'd done. As far as he was concerned, they'd never met.

She was nothing to him.

"I need you to leave," she said, softly. "I need you to know me like I know you, but that can't happen, so please just go." Hermione obeyed the ice in her gut and turned away. She would sleep on the floor.

A pile of pillows and blankets appeared in the corner, and without looking she knew that Sirius was gone.

*|II8II|*

Only the threat of detention forced Hermione to attend class that first week. Hermione had always needed a challenge. It was as vital to her as the need for basic companionship and love- even surpassing those at times. History of Magic couldn't possibly challenge her, not when it was taught by a ghost who recycled his material verbatim every year.

So when Saturday came, wet and bleak as it had been every cycle before, Hermione took herself down to Hogsmeade before she could talk herself out of it.

Keane greeted her as if she hadn't been missing for over a year. That was fine; he had little concept of time. "She's been waiting for you," he said, and Hermione nodded.

"Will you come with me?" Hermione asked the fledgling phoenix who refused to look at her. "You don't have to; of course you don't. I'm not very good company these days. But I love you, and I'd be happy if you did."

The silence stretched, but Hermione waited. She knew Echo could feel exactly what was going on inside her head, why she hadn't come to get her before now. Echo was the only being who'd ever loved her unconditionally, the purest creature she knew, and after Azkaban Hermione couldn't be sure that she could provide a good environment for Echo. They were bonded, for Merlin's sake. At least within the Shop Hermione knew that Echo would be safe, both from the outside world and from Hermione.

Hermione didn't need a two-way empathic bond to know that Echo wasn't happy with her decisions. It was a good thing Echo was so easy to read, because the bond indeed only went one way.

"I'm not exactly... logical... these last few months," she said, aware that she was pleading now- not for Echo to come with her again, but to forgive her. To love her.

Echo finally met her gaze and cooed, but she looked wary still. She did not come forward, and Hermione understood that Echo would not follow her.

Hermione wanted to cry, but that wouldn't be fair to Echo. She knew her companion well enough to know that she was making a difficult choice, and Hermione refused to manipulate her into changing her mind. "I will not abandon you," she whispered. "I'll come here like I did before. If you don't want to see me, you can stay in another room. But if you do... If you do, I'm here."

But for now, Hermione couldn't stay and pretend nothing was wrong. She wouldn't be able to concentrate on research when her friend, her child, did not forgive her.

Keane let her go and said nothing.

As apparently Hermione was on a masochistic mission to "reunite" with old friends, her next stop was the Hog's Head.

The walk was inclement and unpleasant. The rain became intimate with the threads of her robes, and Hermione was powerless to stop it. It took mere moments for her hair to hang like chained prisoners down her back and cling desperately to her face and neck. She couldn't help but pity herself, and her saltwater tears hid between raindrops. Witches and wizards passed her, sneering at her soaked person. They assumed, correctly, that she hadn't enough magic to protect herself from the weather.

The Hog's Head, compared to the streets outside, was cozy, even though Hermione knew that it would be nearly intolerable without the contrast. Hermione took a seat in a two-person booth in the corner. She removed her cloak and folded over her forearms, cradling it to her chest. She missed Echo.

If Aberforth weren't distracted up at the counter, Hermione knew he would come over and demand that she either buy something or get out. She had no intention of that being his "first" impression of her.

How pathetic was she? There she was, a solitary figure in the grimy pub that was once her home, pining after relationships that were gone, forgotten by everyone but her. Why was she chasing after things she couldn't have? Was she really such a martyr? Even if she could create relationships anew, it would never be the same. She could never have it again. She wasn't even the same person as before! What could she offer, really? She wasn't even sane anymore, dammit! She needed to get better, not worse, and trying to resuscitate the past would only drive her further over the edge.

Now crying in earnest, Hermione got up and slunk out of the pub.

Where could she go? Where could she call home? "Vici?" she choked out. "Vici, can you hear me?"

"Yes, Missy," said the house elf. "Is Missy all right?"

"Please take me home," she sobbed.

Vici took her hand with a greater tenderness than ever before, cooing reassurances over the noisy assault of the rain, and they disappeared together.

Hermione could feel without looking that she was now in her bedroom in the Selwyn Estate. Her robes were dry and warm, her hair once again a frizzy mess around her face, but her misery didn't subside. "Please help me," she whispered, unsure even as she asked how anyone could help her. "Please, please help me."

Later Hermione wondered whether Vici had ever dealt with hysterical persons before, as without hesitation she guided Hermione to the bed and made her sit. "It is all right, Missy," she soothed, holding her hands and stroking them with tiny thumbs. "If Missy need talking, Vici listen."

"Promise you'll tell no one? Not even Rhea?" Hermione begged.

"Vici promises."

"I'm alone here," Hermione said, hardly aware of what she was saying. All she knew was that she had to say something. "I'm alone and insane and I don't know what I'm doing and there's not enough time and too much to mess up and no one to help me and I just want to lay down and sleep forever but I can't do that and my magic is gone and I'm an awful person now because I manipulate everyone and it would be so much easier if I didn't know anyone but I do!"

"Missy has a home here," insisted Vici, somehow understanding Hermione's jumble of words and emotions. "Vici will protect Missy. Always, no matter what."

Even knowing that Vici believed a lie, Hermione swept up the tiny house elf and hugged her to her chest like she used to do with Echo. "Thank you," she said. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Vici held Hermione until her breathing stabilized. Hermione was exhausted but no longer hysterical, and she told Vici so.

"Would Missy like cocoa?" Vici asked.

"Yes, please," Hermione croaked. "But please, please, don't leave me alone."

The house elf took her by the hand again and Apparated them both to the kitchen. Other house elves bustled around, hardly even noticing Hermione's arrival. Vici snapped her fingers and a stool came into existence besides one of the stoves. "Missy may sit there," she said, and Hermione took her suggestion.

Vici snapped her fingers again, Summoning a bar of Honeyduke's chocolate, a bottle of milk, and a saucepan. Hermione watched, fascinated, as Vici set the pan down on the stove (which had apparently been lit while she wasn't looking) and broke apart the bar of chocolate into bite-sized pieces. A wave of her hand lowered the pieces into the pan, and another wave made the flames turn blue and the chocolate melted rapidly. The chocolate should have burned, but it did not, and soon the saucepan had a rich layer of melted chocolate at the bottom.

While Hermione had been watching the chocolate, Vici had apparently Summoned nutmeg, allspice, cinnamon, and chili powder. She shook careful amounts into the now-swirling chocolate.

"Chili powder?" Hermione asked.

"It brings out the other flavours, gives them a contrast," Vici explained.

Once all of the spices were thoroughly assimilated into the heavenly concoction, Vici tipped in the milk. Instead of sticking to the sides of the saucepan, it blended with the mixture cleanly. Magic was a wonderful thing.

Vici poured the cocoa into a mug with a mossy exterior and set three marshmallows onto the surface. She pressed the warm mug into Hermione's hands and Hermione took a moment to feel the tangible comfort against her skin. The mug was like a soft blanket, something that could never have been accomplished without magic. She sipped the cocoa with something approaching reverence, and it washed over her tongue and down her throat. It tasted like home. It tasted like love.

"Why does Missy cry again?" Vici asked, wiping at Hermione's face.

"This is happiness," said Hermione, smiling.

Vici's face crinkled in her own smile, and they stayed like that for several moments. "Is Missy feeling better?" she asked.

"Yes," said Hermione. "Yes, thank you."

"Missy is welcome."

Hermione stayed at Selwyn Estate until Monday, when she conceded that if she stayed away any longer she would have to answer some uncomfortable questions. Vici took her back to her dormitory and spelled her bed to be Silenced and to repel the attentions of anyone who wasn't Hermione. At Hermione's request, she even set a low-level Notice-Me-Not on Hermione herself. She left Hermione there with gentle assurances that Hermione could handle it, and for at least that moment Hermione believed it.

She went down to the Great Hall with a new serenity. For once she was completely ignored, and the knot in Hermione's gut unraveled just a bit.

The whole day went like that. No one asked where she'd been. No one asked her anything at all, actually, which suited Hermione just fine. Over the course of the day Hermione felt herself relax more and more, until she felt comfortable enough to read out in the Common Room after dinner. She was entirely unmolested and it was even moderately quiet. For the first time Hermione felt that she could possibly belong there.

After dinner on Wednesday Hermione kept her promise to Echo and made an appearance at the Shop. The whole way there Hermione prepared herself for disappointment, but she quickly found that her efforts were useless. Echo studiously ignored her, and Keane wasn't any more eager to talk to her. She sequestered herself in the room full of books about magical bonds, trying unsuccessfully to convince herself that she could manage just fine.

It became a routine to have Vici take her home for the weekend. Hermione wasn't sure just when or why the Selwyn Estate became her home; perhaps it was because she didn't have any memories from before to associate with it.

Vici had already been "assigned" to Hermione's care, so it took hardly any effort at all to convince Rhea and Morfan not only to make Vici her personal elf, but to forfeit ownership of her altogether. Vici took it surprisingly well, without none of the theatrics that Hermione was expecting.

"Pleasure to serve you, Mistress," Vici said, curtsying.

"Call me Hermione," she said, curtsying back. "You are my equal now, and my friend, as much as you're comfortable being." It didn't even cross her mind that Vici had never known Hermione by her true name, but Vici took it in stride.

"As Mistress... Her-my-uh-knee... wishes."

"Where do you want to stay? At Selwyn Estate or... or with me?" She was genuinely offering Vici a choice, the first of many.

"With Herm- Hermy-"

"'You'," said Hermione gently. "'With you.'"

"With you," Vici said nervously. Her ears twitched back and forth.

Hermione smiled. "I'll never punish you, Vici," she swore. "Never, for anything. I'm not lying when I say that you're my equal now. I know it'll take some getting used to, but this is the closest I can get to setting you free without hurting you."

Unlike other house elves she'd met, Vici took her words in the spirit in which they were meant. "Thank you, Hermy. Would you like Vici to call you Veva in company?"

"Oh!" Hermione cried, smacking her forehead. "Yes, thank you, I'd completely forgotten. I'd planned on telling you the truth anyway."

"The truth, Hermy?"

"It goes without saying that you must never mention anything about this to anyone except for me. Can you promise me that?"

"Of course."

Hermione thought for a moment, trying to organize her story in the least emotional way possible. "Well, I'm from the future. A Dark Lord managed to take over, and somehow I was sent here. My mission now is to stop him from rising to power, but I have exactly a year to do so. At the end of the year I'm sent back to the beginning again, and no one has any memory of me or what I've done. I've done this twice so far. The first time I accidentally started a battle at Hogwarts, and the second time I got myself thrown in Azkaban. I'm still trying to regain my sanity from that. My real name is Hermione Granger."

Without a word, Vici slipped her hand into Hermione's, squeezed it, and smiled. She understood. She truly understood.

Hermione smiled back, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Can you help keep me safe from myself?" she whispered, realizing that that was the question she'd wanted to ask this whole time.

"Yes, Hermy. Vici will keep you safe." Their joined hands glowed a colorless warmth, the distinctive un-color of a vow. "No matter what."

#tybt #harry potter fanfiction #multi-chapter

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Dueling Club

@dontcallmenymphadorabitch Pairing: Young Remus Lupin x Reader

Words: 2265

Warnings: Blood, probably some cursing

Summary: The reader is paired with Severus for a duel and to get back at the Marauders for everything, he decides to try out his new spell on the reader

Author’s Note: Before anyone says anything, I do not hate Snape, nor do I think he’s a bad guy. I also don’t believe he is actually dumb enough to use Sectumsempra. I just thought this situation would make a cute story

“You know how much I hate coming to this thing. Especially when you insist on dueling.” Remus whined. You ruffled his hair and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

“I’ll be fine,” You laughed. “Besides, has anyone ever been better than me with a wand?” Sirius coughed loudly and snickered. You sighed. “Anyone other than Sirius?”

“And don’t you forget it.” The black haired boy joked. You shuttered at the memory of your last duel with Sirius. He hadn’t hurt of course, you were like a younger sister to him- but you did end up with green skin for almost a week. The crowd of students cheered as James defeated Lucius Malfoy with a dancing charm. James bowed theatrically and joined the three of you.

“Atta boy James!” Sirius shouted. Everyone chuckled as Lucius did an Irish jig off the dueling platform.

“Next we’ll have Y/F/N Y/L/N.” The professor in charge announced. The other marauders hollered and Remus sighed, reluctantly releasing his grip on your hand. You turned to face him, lacing your fingers in his hair and pulling his lips to yours, moving your lips together while the Marauders let out hoots and cat-calls. Remus pulled away and rolled his eyes playfully, placing a light and delicate kiss on your forehead. You stepped unto the platform proudly, boldly looking around, your eyes daring someone to come against you.

“Your opponent is Severus Snape.” The professor added before looking back down at the papers he was grading instead of supervising the duel. James and Sirius laughed loudly. You couldn’t help but chuckled as Severus joined you, his greasy, dark curtain of hair falling in his face.

“Snivellus doesn’t stand a chance!” Sirius yelled and they erupted in more laughter. You paced towards him, and he stepped towards you. When the two of you were only a few inches apart, you smirked, raising your wand to your face. But you noticed that Severus wasn’t even looking at you. Instead, his glare was deadly focused on James and Sirius, who were still calling out your name in a chanting chorus. Narrowing your eyes, you bowed before turning around and walking the right amount of steps. You quickly turned back to face your opponent, wand raised.

“Sectumsempra!” Severus screamed, and in the moment before the spell hit your body, you were trying to figure out what he had just said for it was no spell you had ever heard of. A blinding flash of white light slammed into your chest, flinging you across the room.

“Y/N!” A voice shouted and Remus appeared over you, his eyes filled with panic. “Oh my god.” You let out a scream as pain ripped through your body, blood seeping through your uniform. The crowd of people started to file out in panic, despite Sirius’ desperate pleas to get help.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Sirius spat, trying to stop the blood from one of your multiple new wounds. “I swear, Y/N, I’m gonna kill him.”

“You can plan your revenge later Sirius,” Remus commanded. “Help me carry her to the hospital wing. He lightly ran his finger over your cheek, wiping away a tear that had landed there. He scooped you up in his arms and you cried out. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

“I-I guess I should have listened to you.” You laugh lightly, the action sending more pain coursing through you.

“Shhhh,” Remus half ran through the hall, trying to move you as little as possible as Sirius ran ahead to find the nurse. James and Lily walked beside you, trying to stop the blood as much as they could. The nurse came scrambling down the hallway, Sirius sprinting back to you and the rest of the group.

“Merlin’s beard, what happened?” The nurse exclaimed.

“Dueling Club.” You and Lily answered at the same time the three boys said, “Severus Snape.” Lily sighed and you vaguely remember her and Severus being friends. Maybe that was what all of this was about. He was still angry because you had taken Lily away from him.

“I’ve never seen anything like this.”

“Can you help her?” Remus asked, looking down at you in his arms, desperately wishing he could help you.

“I said I’d never seen it, not that I couldn’t treat it.” The nurse ushered them into the hospital wing. “Set her down over here.” Remus laid you on one of the beds, but he laced his fingers with yours, gripping your hand gently.

“Mooney,” James whispered and pointed out the window. “Look.” Remus gripped your hand tighter, staring out at the setting sun as the full moon started to rise into the sky. In all of the commotion he had forgotten that tonight was a full moon.

“Not tonight, any night but tonight.” He pleaded to himself. But he knew there was no use. The wolf inside couldn’t be stopped, not even for you.

“I’ll stay in for the night, mate.” Sirius put a hand on Remus’ shoulder. “I’ll make sure she’s alright.” Remus hastily pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you.” He whispered. “Try not to do anything stupid while I’m gone.” He laughed sadly before him and James rushed out the door. Lily pushed a hair out of your face and watched her best friend tremble, the blood oozing from the slits around your body. Sirius kicked the hospital bed across from you, screaming angrily. The nurse brought out a potion in a dark bottle.

“I’m going to need the two of you to hold her down. This will sting.” Sirius and Lily took hold of your arms and the nurse poured the liquid into one of the cuts, a feeling like fire shooting up your torso. You cried out and wanted to get up, to run from the concoction sending white hot flames into your stomach, but Lily and Sirius kept you down. Black circles formed around the edges of your vision until the darkness completely took over.

After you passed out, Sirius broke the table next to the bed and threw one of the pieces across the room before Lily had the chance to try and calm him down. After an hour or so the nurse advised the two to get some sleep, and after a lot of persuading, Lily got Sirius to come back to the common room with her. Little did she know that as soon as she was behind the door of the girls dormitory, Sirius snuck back down to the hospital wing, only to find that Y/N was no longer alone.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve coming here Snivellus.” Sirius spat.

“Just came to make sure she wasn’t dead.” Severus muttered and began to walk out of the room. Sirius shoved him back.

“I bet you think you're tough now, don’t you? Attacking an innocent girl?”

“I wouldn’t necessarily say she’s innocent.” Severus said to himself. Sirius then decided to do the absolutely worst thing he could think of.

“Lily’s distraught.” He said and Severus glared at him suspiciously. “Couldn’t believe that you would do such a thing to her best friend. In fact, she’s so upset she ran off the Shrieking Shack and I don’t think she’s back yet.” He grabbed Severus by the robe and pulled him so that his face was inches away from his. “Now would be the time to apologize, wouldn’t you say mate? Wouldn’t want her to hate you forever.” Sirius pushed him back again and Severus rushed out of the room. Sirius could just imagine his surprise when he found that Lily was gone. He thought about Severus being torn to shreds, Y/N’s injuries looking like kitten scratches compared to what he’d have.

You slowly sat up, the pain not nearly as bad as it had been. You’re mind began to process the conversation you had just overheard and the panic settled in.

“Sirius?” You said, anger and worry lacing your voice. “What have you done?” Just then, James ran into the room.

“Remus made me promise to come and check on you before the night was over.” He was breathing heavily.

“James you have to go back. Sirius- he…” You covered your mouth before you could finish. Realization settled over Sirius and he closed his eyes tightly, the regret seeping into him.

“I sent Snivellus to the shack.” He muttered, ashamed of what he had done.

“You did what?” James shouted.

“I-I was just so angry.”

“Are you that thick? Who do you think you’re really hurting? What do you think Remus would do if he hurts anybody, even if it is Severus Snape?” James sprinted back out of the room, and with a new found strength, you leaped from the bed and followed him, despite Sirius’ pleading calls.

The night was almost unbearably cold, and the two of you still had to get past the Whomping Willow. Without a second to lose, you ducked under its thrashing branches, one of them knocking you off your feet. James quickly helped you up and the two of you crawled into the passage to the Shrieking Shack.

“Severus!” you called out.

“Are you mad?” James said, throwing a hand in front of your mouth. “Do you want us to become dog food?” You shook your head and he dropped his hand, bringing his finger to his lips. The passage fell into a deadly quiet. A scream pierced the silence.

“Shit,” James muttered. The two of you quickened the pace until you stumbled upon a terrified Severus running towards you.

“How-” He started.

“No time to explain.” James said and grabbed Severus, forcefully, but not rudely, pushing him toward the exit. “Let’s go.” You didn’t move, biting your lip. “What are you doing?”

“Someone has to stay here with him.” You sighed.

“Y/N, you can’t-”

“I have to, James. I can’t leave him here alone.”

“If anything happens-”

“I know, James.” You sighed. He nodded and left safely with Severus angrily questioning him. You took a deep breath and stepped further into the house. A howl shook the entire house and you flinched, focusing on anything but the impending doom of being ripped apart by your boyfriend. You distracted yourself with memories of the two of you. The time when you convinced him to sneak into the library with you, and he insisted on bringing a blanket since he knew you would eventually fall asleep even though you swore you pulled all nighters all the time. The two of you laid on the blanket in one of the darkest parts of the library and he had to use his wand to read to you until you inevitably fell asleep in his arms. You thought of the sound of his heart beat that night, and the feeling of his finger tips lightly tracing circles on your stomach.

Another pained howl echoed through the crumbling hall way and you peeked into a room, immediately drawing back when you saw him. You shut your eyes tightly, imagining a smiling Remus in the room beside you instead of the half-wolf creature inside. You replaced the fanged muzzle with his goofy lopsided grin and the sharp claws with his large, warm hands. You stood completely still and silent until you heard a faint whimper.

“Remus?” You whispered. Another whimper followed and you slowly glanced around the corner, finding the wolfish creature lying on the ground, an almost pained expression on its face. He looked up at you and a growl came from its throat. “Remus, it’s me.” It stood, snarling and walking towards you. You were frozen in place, fear keeping you still as it raised its claw to strike. “Remus don’t!” You shouted and it seem taken aback. It turned around and cover its face with its claws.

The wolf began to shift, the cracking of bones moving and the pained screams accompanying the terrible scene. When the transformation completed, Remus fell to the ground and you rushed to help him.

“Trousers.” He croaked, pointing to a spot in the corner. You quickly moved and grabbed the pair of dark trousers off the floor and handed it to him, facing away from him to give him some privacy. A soft groan signalled that it was okay to turn around. You immediately took him in your arms, causing the both of you to wince, the remaining ache from the spell hitting you like a wall. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“I had to come. Sirius, he- well he wanted revenge I guess on Severus and he sort of sent him hear.” You said quickly, hoping that Remus wouldn’t catch every word.

“He did what? That little bastard-”

“Don’t blame him.” You pleaded. “It was a terrible thing to do, yes. But he feels just awful. Please don’t be too angry with him.” Remus nodded and sighed. “Besides, this is all my fault anyway.”

“What in Merlin’s name are you talking about?”

“If I hadn’t gone to the duel, like you asked, then this whole mess never would have happened. I don’t know why I can’t get it though my thick skull that I should just listen hmph.” Your words were cut short, your lips having found another obligation as Remus pulled you closer to him, his lips gently moving against yours . He pushed your tangled mass of hair away from your face and grinned. “I wasn’t finished.” You whined, but he touched his finger to your lips, hushing any thought of future words.

“For once shut up and let me kiss you.” He said with a smile and did just that.

#andrew garfield #harry potter #The Maraders #sirius black #severus snape #duel

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