#rawenclaw reader

[kaciebello]

Trouble of three heads

Masterlist Sebastian Sallow x Rawenclaw!reader (fem) x Ominis Gaunt  (All platonic) Summary: Sebastian sneaks something into the castle and the tiro tries to figure out what to do with it. Warning: no use of y/n Author note: English is not my first language so I am sorry for any mistakes beforehand. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) Also the Ceberus picture is actually a sticker you can buy! Word count: 1k Song: Affluenza by Conan Gray

It was a quiet afternoon in Hogwarts. Not something the students are used to. Well, at least not these 3. While Ominis is on the quiet side and tends to listen to his friends more, Sebastian is the complete opposite. The Ravenclaw girl that you can see hanging out with the two Slytherins likes to say that Sebastian is loud enough for all of them. Sebastian takes offence to that.

It was not weird to see the 3 walking in the hallways, Ominis and the girl walking almost hand in hand, while Sebastian circles them. The two agreed that if it was sociably acceptable, they would have put him on a leash.

So there was no surprise when Sebastian burst into the undercroft, hiding something under in robe. The girl and Ominis didn't pay him much attention, as they were used to his behaviour. That was until the girl saw something in the corner of her eyes.

“Sebastian.” She called out, making him stop at his tracts. Ominis lift his head as well, happy to listen. Sebastian did not move from his position. Not even turning around to face his friends.

“What do you have there?” She says, motioning to him to turn around and close to the sofa where she and Ominis sat. Sebastian looked over his shoulder before deciding against it and choosing to live another day. Just as he took a step from his friends, his rope let out a yelp.

Ominis raised his eyebrows.

“Did you just bark at us?” He asked in disbelief. Sebastian spun around offended and wanted to argue but the same noise left his robe again. He just looked at his friends, one on the verge of laughing and the other with the utmost confused expression on his face.

“Okay, you can't be mad.” He says. All three of them know that if Sebastian starts conversations with them, they are most likely to be mad. Sebastian unrevealed his rope and a little puppy jumped out of his arms.

The girl gasped and reached out to grab Ominis's hand.

“I found this creature, and I wanted to find out what it was.” He says, awkwardly scratching the behind of his ear.  The girl looked at him in confusion as she helped Ominis to feel around for the dog.

“Maybe you can help me?” He says asking her.

“It's a dog Sebastian, I don't know what to tell you.” She says nonchalantly. Sebastian just huffs and points to the creature.

“A dog?! It has three heads do you not see it??”

“It's a puppy if anything!” She argues back.

“A puppy?! Are you blind?!”

“No, but I-”

“I am” Pipes up Ominis. Trying somehow to pet all 3 heads at the same time.

“We know.” They both say with a sigh.

“ Just making sure you haven't forgotten.”

“ Thank you for reminding us.” Says the girl with a soft voice.

“You’re welcome.” Ominis replies, a sly expression resting on his face. Silence falls upon the group as the only thing you can hear is the slight panting of the dog.

“So,” begins Ominis, “ did you or did you not steal a dog.” 

“I did not steal a dog!” Sebastian defends himself.

“It certainly looks like it.” Sings back Ominis. The dog has now wedged between the girl and him, doing something that resembled a headstand.

“Was it by someone's house wearing a collar? Or in this case collars.” The girl teases him. Sebastian could only whine and run his hand through his hair. Shaking his head.

“ I found it in the forbidden forest,” he says, now making the other two stop in their actions. Sebastian was ready to say something more. 

“You went to the forbidden forest alone?!” Ominis is the first one to react, the girl chose not to get between the two boys. As Ominis went off on Sebastian who looked like a puppy more than the actual puppy right now.

After some time all 4 of them have now settled on the floor of the undercroft. The puppy currently tagging on Sebastians’ sleeves.

“What should we call  it?” Asks Ominis, patting around for the dog.

“What about Cerberus.” Suggested Sebastian, inspecting his wet sleeve as the dog was now chasing Ominises wand around.

“You can't name it after what it is.” The girl yelped, slapping his upper arm.

“You named your cat Kitty!” He yelps back, rubbing the spot where she hit him.

“Touché.”

“I think it's a nice name.” Ominis chimes in. 

“Yeah, sure, I like it too.” The girl turns around her attitude. Sebastian can just watch in shock. Murmeling is something about favouritism.

The day left as soon as it arrived and it was now time to head into their respective common rooms.  Sebastian discarded his rope long ago as the puppy managed to drool all over it. A new argument has appeared amongst the group. Who is gonna take the dog with them.

The boys said the girl should take it, as they had already gotten in enough trouble. She argued that they should take it as she can't hide it from other Ravenclaws.

“Maybe we should find some chamber of secrets.” The girl suggested, petting the sleeping dog.

“What's that?” Sebastian looks at her confused.

“Somewhere I can chain you in secret.”

“Ooh, kinky.”

“Stop” Ominis stops them. Not really in the mood for their bickering. “Maybe we can keep it here?” He suggested instead.

“ Alone? What if it gets sad.” Says the girl forming her lips into a pout. It didn't help much as Ominis couldn't see it and Sebastian was currently trying to get his robe back from underneath the sleeping dog.

“It's sleeping anyways. I doubt it will notice.” 

“But we have to come back first thing after breakfast, bring some food.” Ominous nodded at that. seemingly making a decision He and the girl made their way to the exit.

“Leave it, Sebastian!” He calls back as he notices their friend is not following. His answer was a groan and hurried footsteps. 

So the three, now in possession of 3 headed dog, have decided to keep him a secret. Sebastian agreed to sneak out with it every night and let it run around the courtyard, the girl swore to train it and teach it tricks, and Ominis promised to dip his hands into his family funds and provide food for the creature.

The other students swear they can see a dog with 3 heads roaming around the castle. Whenever they voice it, Professor Howin and Garlick get weirdly defensive.

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[satorinnie]

friendship between rawenclaw!reader and slytherin! suna

featuring; our favorite boy suna

warnings; just some wholesome friendship headcannons cause why not :>

note; this a very spur of the moment headcannon post (also my first time doing one) so enjoy >:)

okay, suna definitely brings out the playful side in you, always annoying you to the brink of just giving in to his activities like playing hide-and-seek on the hogwarts express

now this isn’t any playful type of one tho. both of you are adamant on taking it seriously and using top notch strategies to win the game so it usually gets very intense to the point where every other passenger gives up on trying to stop you both

you also add in bets on who will win since you both have a pride you don’t let go off. suna usually bargains for a packet of jelly sticks or anything related to food, while you just tell him to leave you alone without games for a week to get your peace back. (ps. it usually ends up with him winning)

you guys also always do you homework in the library together. suna wasn’t a dumb student but he also wasn’t the brightest one which always led you to tutoring him or just letting him copy of your work, but that doesn’t mean you don’t mess with him

you argue its for his sake! if the teacher sees his answers are the same as your they’ll definitely punish him, so you take it upon yourself to give him the wrong answers from time to time

suna: what’s the answer to 27?

you: merlin’s ass

suna still writes that answer down not even thinking if its wrong or not. he just trusts you that way lmao

making weird faces at each other from across the great hall. im sure this would be canon if real, it doesn’t need more explanation

suna always manages to find you in the huge halls of the school and knock the books in your hands from behind you. when you get down to collect them and see suna above you with a smirking expression; suddenly the books are forgotten and the only thing on your mind is murdering that bastard alive considering the amount of times he’s done it

and when you don’t manage to catch up to him (which is usually the case) he goes back to collect the books laying on the ground because he feels bad :// he gives them to you during lunch break with your favorite snack placed on top. you could never resist the look he gives you (enter the puppy dog eyes) with a flick on the forehead you accept his apology despite him continuing this habit.

complicated. handshakes. that’s all. it includes legs, hands, hips, heads, idk add in everything. it takes you weeks to form it and weeks to memorize it but its something special to you both so you cherish it

it was suna’s idea but you both know each other’s dorm passwords for emergency cases, tho %99 of the time its just suna coming in secretly to steal some stuff from your secret food stash bcs he’s hungry or he just wants to share the latest gossip at 2am bcs its that important

being sarcastic 25/8. literally not any of your conversations are serious

one day you went to his dorm at night to lay down next to him bcs you felt a little scared with the lighting and asked him “will you ever fall in love”

he answered it with “i can’t even fall asleep”

he always annoys you for you attention; anywhere, anytime. may it be class, recess, lunch, or even your sleep time. pokes anywhere on your body, throws paper balls or planes across the classroom; his target being your head. he’ll bug you during lunch so you’ll buy him jelly stick or share from your secret stash (he doesn’t mention how he already steals from there) or even moaning in the back of the class or doing something stupid and blaming you if caught

yeah he’s that kid

but nevertheless, despite being sarcastic all the time around school, behind closed doors you have deep, real, and meaningful chats about life in general. he somehow has a poetic side to him and his explanations on certain topics always manages to amaze you

you both trust each other a lot so you can be real about your feelings and how you feel about certain stuff. he always listens with an open ear never missing a second of your talk. suna is a good listener and he always makes you feel valued during those moments

overall you guys have a very wholesome and lovable friendship that every other student envies bcs yall are that cool and amazing lol

[robertpattinsonslut]

𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 (Cedric Diggory)

Series Masterlist!

Warnings: Violence, Sexual Language, Smut!18+, Alcohol/Drug using, Steph has both Daddy and Mommy issues. Draco being a dick as always.

Pairing: Cedric A. Diggory x Fem!Oc!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst ( Enemies to Lovers), Smut.

Summary: Stephenie Malfoy is known as the first daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. She is attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy and she is in her sixth year at the time. Stephanie or "Steph" as she likes to be called by her friends, on the first day of her sixth year gets seated next to a Hufflepuff boy who she hates from her heart, but the feeling is not mutual.

A/N: Hi guys! I got a request for this and I liked the idea of it sadly I lost the request but whoever sent it I hope you like it!

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Prologue coming soon!

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[miridicalwriting]

Pathetic am I? Well I don't think so thats gonna stop me from having strawberry flavored beans

[yetanotherpotterpage]

the idea of loving you | 1

Being in love is never easy. Especially with a certain blonde-haired Slytherin around.. /4th year/

pairing: Draco x Ravenclaw reader

word count: 1300

warnings: none

a/n: aaa this is my first ever fanfiction,and I’m VERY excited!! I really hope you like it!! <3

Coming to the Yule ball with Draco was weird. You've never really talked to each other before he asked you. You did acknowledge each other since you shared a lot of the same classes, but you've never really talked. Part of the reason might've been that he couldn't stand your group of friends. Sure, he didn't mind Cho and your other Ravenclaw friends but you befriending Harry was not something Draco was fond of. And still, you were walking into the beautifully decorated great hall, hand in hand with the blonde boy.

It was a cold, snowy day when he asked you, sometime in the beginning of December. It was lunchtime, and you were very much looking forward to the feel the warmth of the creamy soup they served in the great hall. You sat at the Ravenclaw table with your group of friends, laughing at something Cho said when you felt a tap on your right shoulder. As you turned your head, you met an icy pair of blue eyes that belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy. You looked at him questioningly.

"Hey y/l/n, how would you like being my partner to the ball?" Draco asked, face as cocky as ever. 

You felt shocked. But looking around, you saw that you weren't the only one. Cho's eyes widened, mouth opening in shock. To her left, Marietta Edgecombe whispered something that very much sounded like a mumbled: "oh, Merlin." You heard Pansy's cry in anger and other Slitheryn boys' cheers. You've also seen the shock and confusion on Harry's face. He almost seemed angry, but that wouldn't surprise you, with Draco being his natural enemy. And then you glanced at the Hufflepuff table, and your gaze met with Cedric's. Cedric Diggory. The boy, you fell head over heels for, the second you saw him. You knew him from before Hogwarts because Amos, his father, was your father's childhood friend. They've been good friends since Amos saved your father from a werewolf in their fifth year. Your dad didn't share many details about the accident, saying he'd rather you didn't hear about his reckless adventures. When you first met Cerdic, you were amazed. You were used to boys being gross, loud, and stinky. You were used to the never-ending teasing and immatureness. But Cedric, oh, he was different. He smelled like freshly washed sheets that were dried by the sun, and daisies. He was beautiful and kind, and most importantly, he was the first boy that ever made you feel like a girl. You played together while growing up. As you got older, your feelings for him grew, and you realized that you were in love with him. But you were not kids anymore. You didn't see him as often as you did back then, and you kind of grew apart. You wouldn't call Cedric a friend, no, more like an acquaintance. You never really talked anymore, it was small smiles and nods when passing each other on the hallways. Rather awkward. But as he was sitting there, holding eye contact with you, you just couldn't say yes to Malfoy. It was stupid really, but maybe, maybe he’ll ask you to go to the ball with him...

You shook your head. "I'm sorry, Draco,"  you said with a frown on your face, voice soft. It came out quiet, but he heard it.

He let out a low chuckle and came closer so you're the only one who hears him. "Don't kid yourself y/l/n. You're going to be back and I'll be waiting." And with that, he left the great hall, smirk still visible on his face.

After the incident, you went on with your day. You had three more classes, one of them herbology with Professor Sprout. You dreaded it, but you loved Sprout. She was always encouraging and positive, which you needed in order to survive the class. After your last class, you were headed back to the great hall to meet your friends for dinner when you heard someone call your name.When you turned, you saw a disheveled looking Cedric in front of you.He was probably running to catch up to you. It's cute, you thought.

"Yes, Cedric?" you asked, smiling up at him. This is it, you thought. You were hoping he heard about you rejecting Malfoy's offer earlier, and came here to ask the same thing he did. You were nervous, but it wasn't a new feeling. He always made you nervous. Like you don't have any coherent thoughts when you're near him. All you can think of is his shiny hair and beautiful jawline, and long eyelas-

"Do you happen to know where Cho is?" He asked quietly. He had a look on his face you were not familiar with. Shyness. You frowned in confusion, and then it hit you.

"Oh, Uhm, I think she's in the great hall already." You let out a quiet, dry laugh. You didn't dare to stop smiling, scared you might start crying. 

"Thanks, y/n, see you later." He smiled sweetly at you, patting your shoulder as he turned around.

You were just about to let out the sob you were holding back when he turned to you once again. "Wait it's your birthday today, right? Happy birthday y/n!" He said cheerfully, while giving you a wide grin, then ran off to the great hall to find Cho.

You stood there in confusion. He got the wrong date. He knows you since you were 7. You celebrated many birthdays together, and he couldn't even memorize the month, heck the season. That was it. This whole situation was stupid. No, he was stupid, you thought while hot tears were falling from your eyes. But under all that anger towards Cedric, you were really just angry at yourself. You said you were in love with him, but it's not love when you don't talk anymore, and it's not love when you never meant anything to him. You've wasted years of your life thinking maybe one day you two might be more than friends, when you are barely even friends. When you were done sulking, you decided you’re going to the ball with Malfoy after all. He was handsome, and his family had a good reputation and he wanted you to go with him. If you showed up with him, maybe Cedric would see what he missed out on. You quickly washed your face in the nearest toilet and then ran off to find Malfoy. He said he'll be waiting, you thought. It was dinner time, therefore you knew he's going to be in the great hall with everyone else, so you sprinted there. But when you entered and looked over to the Slytherin table, you got scared. The Slytherins are very intimidating, and you didn't want to walk up to the most intimidating one of them all, all alone. There's a reason you were not a Gryffindor. While second-guessing yourself you looked over to your house's table, only to find Cedric sitting in your place, talking to Cho. They seemed awfully friendly, and it made your blood boil. You stormed to the table, where the blonde boy was sitting, currently talking to Zabini about something you didn't quite catch, a hand curled around Parkinson's waist. When you got there, you cleared your throat, to get the boy's attention. He lazily glanced at you, and all of his friends got very quiet, all staring at you, waiting for you to say something. But Draco was faster

"Look who it is. Told you, you'll be back y/l/n." said Draco with the most self-satisfied grin, you've ever seen. Although he gave you his full attention, his hand didn't move from Pansy's waist.  

A quiet sigh escaped your lips. "Pick me up half an hour before the ball starts, and don't be late!" you said picking up an apple from their table and with that, you turned on your heel leaving the great hall behind, not even glancing back at the Rawevclaw table.

chapter 2

[exodusmc]

Sweet and salty

Genre: Hogwarts au, fluff, squint your eyes and you may see some angst

Words: 2139

Paring: Huffllepuff  Jongin x Rawenclaw reader

Warning!:Extrem awkwardness???, maybe not that bad

a/n: I thought he was supposed to have a solo soon but I guess not? :/ Anyway how was everyones day? :) 

Gif is not mine

“Y/n!”Jieun rushed to your side, smacking against your body as she grabbed her arm. Her fluttery eyelashes made her round eyes deeper than the sea.”Are you excited for today?!”

She had a soft glow to her pale skin, carrying the blue with pride you guessed her family always had. Jieun was beautiful in every way and she was smart..It made you envy her at times, even if you shared her house.

“I guess…”her mouth dropped open, the playful disappointment in her gaze and pinching fingers spread  warmth through your skin.

“What do you mean I guess?! Today is the day we will make Amortentia…”her robe arm brushed against your wrist, slinent glances being sent to your friend.”Oh...What I would do to have Taehyung smell something from me..”

Jieun had a huge crush on a classmate of yours, the tall boy the embodiment of a lion, with his luscious locks and tall frame. It was just that she wasn't the only one, having the whole school after him in a sense. 

You, however, didn't really have your eyes on him. 

“Hmm, I’m sure whoever it smells like will be happy..”Jieun sent you a glance right as you passed a side corridor.

And there he was, yellow and black tie loosely tied, white button down shirt making him look even more sunkissed. Maybe you wished he would smell something which was yours.

-

“Sit down sit down..”Mr Slughorn muttered out to the loud classroom, students chatter echoing like thunder through the stone walls.”I know you all are excited but please behave..”

Jieun was vibrating in her seat, seeding a million glances to Taehyung who sat closer to the front, his hair golden, but you just watched the cauldron before your hands, a weird feeling spreading through your body. You never noticed the eyes on your back, how someone’s cheeks were slowly turning red with the thought of what would be in his potion, the destruction of his secrets. 

“Do you think it will me? I hope it’s me..”looking at Jieun, you wondered how no one could not like her and her blessed life. She was like her mother had been in her days, so beautiful yet carrying a heart of gold. 

“I’ll hold my thumbs for you..”a light smile came to your lips, fingers starting to feel clammy when  Mr Slughorn started speaking again.

   “So class..”the room was so quiet, a needle could be heard when it dropped, but you felt the energy, the vibration in everyone around you. It was almost like the mother pearl sheened liquid had gone into their veins.”Take a sniff of your creations..”

Jieun brought her face close to the cauldron, her eyes expecting. In her head, the scent would be of the sunny outside during a quidditch match. That was what reminded her of Taehyung, sunny lands filled with cheers and candies, but to her dismay, the only thing she got was the damp forest by her house. 

“What’s wrong?”your question made her  jerk back, disbelief clear in her gaze which slowly fell on Taehyung. 

“I’m not getting him…”Jieun stood up and in the midst of all the happy students, was she unnoticed by Mr Slughorn. 

With quick steps, she was out of the classroom and you were on her tail, head filled with questions. You didn't notice the honey glazed orbs following you or the warm cheeks he adored. 

Jongin swallowed quietly, his gaze snapping back to his own potion when the door slammed after you. He felt nervous and uneasy knowing his friends would ask what he smelled. Baekhyun had already pushed Sehun to tell what he got, the slytherin scribbling down the scent of an old library with a frown on his lips. According to Baekhyun there were too many book worms in Hogwarts so they would never know who that was but Jongin had a feeling Sehun knew exactly who it was, just like himself.

Jongin knew that the salty sea was you, the memory fresh in his mind. He saw you on the beach the summer leading to your second year and couldn't forget about you since then. You lived by the sea so the saltiness never really left you, it was like it clininged to your clothes or hair, made you feel like freedom to him.

“What did you get Jongin?”Baekhyun’s eyes shimmered, the boy having set on a mission to find everyone’s crush, since he was so happy with his own. The scent of the tree he saw you under, a soft aroma close to newly bloomed clover, was no surprise to him.

��Uhm….Honey from home…”bringing his face to the cauldron, Jongin took a deep breath.”...a sweets shop my cousins and I used to wistit we we were young…”

Opening his eyes, he just started into the shining liquid. The sea was overpowering in his potion.

“And the sea…”Sehun glanced at Jongin, remembering the bright blue water and how someone was dressed in its color. 

“Don't Y/n live by the sea?”

-

“Jieun please tell me what’s wrong, I’m worried..”two days had gone by since the potion making class and she just laid in bed, staring at the wall. You hadn't been able to focus on school and it made your stress even worse. 

“I didn't get him…”and you didn't understand why that was such a disaster. Amortentia didn't lie and Jieun was good with potions so she should have made it correctly. 

“So there’s someone else you like more? That’s not so bad, right Jieun?”sitting up, the blanket slipped down her shoulders, pooling by her stomach. Her eyes were hard like you had never seen before, mad even. 

“But it is! I got the stupid forest from home and that can only mean one thing!”your orbs widened, remembering the story she told you once, about the boy she ran into playing with leaves under an oak. Her mother said she should be nice but Jieun thought he was creepy.”How can I like someone so disgusting?! He’s a freak!”

“He’s not that bad..I’ve heard he's very nice..”but her eyes told you it didn't matter because it didn't line up with her perfect picture of her life, a picture she had made with Taehyung and no one else.

With a sigh, she fell back onto the mattress, arm laying across her face.

“I still don't like it…”peeking out from her hiding, Jieun muttered her next words lowly.”..Oh, I never asked what you got..”

Heat instantly formed over your cheeks, your robe suddenly feeling way too warm. You hoped she would forget about it but with her memory, you guessed it was like praying Weaslys wouldn't joke around. 

“A-ah...nothing special I guess..”twirling your thumbs, your eyes falling to the blue velvet curtains.”Home and the astronomy tower...and honeycombs..”

“Wow..It seems like the world is not with us...Both falling for hufflepuffs..”Jieun shook her head and you were now burning with embarrassment.”Why are you blushing so hard? You thought I wouldn't know who it is?”

A small laugh left her lips, blonde hair falling in waves around her. 

“Y/n Y/n..there’s one boy in school who I basically associate with honey and so does everyone else….”she smirked before she sighed.” I guess Jongin is cute.”

-

Baekhyun looked at you, outright stared at you sitting with your books. Ever since Sehun said your name, it had been his mission to learn about you but he never really understood Ravenclaws. Both Minseok and Kyungsoo were a mystery to him, all their brain and high marks. 

“I never thought you would fall for her…”Jongin frowned, his blush permanent now.”It’s not a bad thing but she had never even looked your way..ow!”

Kyungsoo’s hand twitched slightly while Baekhyun rubbed the back of his head in pain. The Ravenclaw had enough of his friend’s none extsing stop button.

“Don't say that Baekhyun..it’s mean, even I know that..”sitting down by Jongin, Kyungsoo smiled like he always does, lipped and small.”Besides, she studies hard and looks at him when she forgets herself..”

“She looks at me?!”Jongin’s voice was too loud, earning him some disapproving gazes and

 some angry mumbles.”..Sorry..”

The attention looming over him was fastly stolen by Baekhyun’s booming laugh, a sound so high even you looked from your books. Kyungsoo hissed at the older but all Jongin could do was watch you watch him, eyes like the wide open land or maybe sky. He blushed and oh Merlin...when your gaze found his...If Jongin could sink through the ground, he would, but stone was not something he could do that to. So he found himself watching you with wide eyes. It was like time stopped, like his breathing became so much more heavy. 

“Go talk to her..”Sehun whispered, pushing his friend to walk while Mrs McGonagall scolded Baekhyun.

You swallowed, back stiff as Jongin started steering towards you, feet feeling heavy with every step. What was he doing? The thought passed both of your brains, disbelief in his and confusion in yours. 

“H-hi...you’re Y/n, right?”great job Jongin...stuttering and all that.”We have some classes together…”

“Ah...and you’re Jongin, right?”at least you knew his name..

Jongin nodded slowly, glancing to the chair in front of you. He didn't understand why he just listened to Sehun and walked up to you when in four years he never had the nerve.

“Can I sit here?”heat spread to your face when you realized you never said it was okay and over the fact that you were just staring at him. 

“Yes, sure..”a sudden yelp in pain dragged your fading gaze to the table Jongin came from.”Is that your friends?”

“..Yeah..”his answer was followed by a slow shake to his head. Baekhyun had always been trouble but he was never mean.”They are nice but special…”

You smiled, glancing back down at your book. What were you supposed to say? You had liked him for a long time and even your heart seemed to know it was him and no one else. Jieun had been right about honey and him, how it was something everyone associated with him.

“So...what did you get?”Jongin stammered softly, fingers pressing against his palm. It wasn't going great for him...not at all actually.”I-I mean what did you smell from the  Amortentia?”

Warm light laid over Jongin, brightened him and his exposed arms. You noticed he had a tendency to roll up the white button up and have the yellow tie slightly crooked. While you wore your robe and had the blue which was contrasting him. 

“I..I got home and the astronomy tower..”Jongin’s face fell because it meant that you were more like Kyungsoo and probably liked him more.”..and honey…”

“Ah..okay well I-”his eyes widened, back straightening while the embarrassed blush turned to a love sick fool's one.”You got honey?!”

Jongin didn't see the roll to Sehun’s eyes when he heared the dumb question, the disbelife in the obsiandian orbs his frined adorde. That poor idot..

“Y-yeah..”the fast lean forward from him made you uneasy.” What did you get?”

Emphasizing the you, eyes just as wide as his, you asked the question back. Nerves crept over your body and the hormones made it hard to decipher the situation. Jongin could think anything and you had no clue where to even begin, this wasn't like a test.

“Umm..honey from home and a sweets shop..”you missed the small diatlines now, something you never do otherwise. His tense shoulders or the never resting gaze, everything was missed by your brain because looking at him was filled with butterflies…”and the sea..”

“Oh..I live by the se-”Jongin’s eyes dropped and your mouth hung open.

“Yeah...oh..”he laughed, scratching his nape. This wasn't how he imagined things would go but since you were still there, since you too smiled softly..he guessed things were going well.

And you? You never really thought he would like you back, the soft boy who looked at life just a bit different from you. Jongin was what you needed in a sense, the calm inside the galactic storm.

“Maybe we are sweet and salty?”his rushing heart calmed down to the fluter of a dancing spring leaves, your words just as soft as your look.

“Maybe we are Y/n..”ignoring  the ever growing smirk on Baekhyun’s lips, Jongin spoke words which made you warm inside.”I’d like to give you some of our honey sometime, okay?”

“Okay.”

[lilyruthconell]

One Day.. (1/--)

Althea Magnus wächst unter Muggeln auf und wird von einem Tag auf den anderen in eine völlig neue Welt geschmissen. Schneller als erwartet findet sie eine Konstante, sein Name: Remus Lupin. Desto älter sie wird, desto näher kommt sie ihm. Doch sie scheint nicht seine Nummer eins und einfach nicht genug für ihn zu sein.

1.September 1971

Die Hände des Mädchens zitterten mit ihren Knien um die Wette, als der riesige Mann sich ihr zuwandte und von oben auf sie herabblickte. Sein langes struppiges Haar, hatte fast denselben Braunton wie ihres. Sie wusste auch dass ihre Haare wohl genauso ungepflegt aussahen wie die seinen, obwohl sie versucht hatte sich herauszuputzen. Mit ihren Fingerspitzen fuhr sie sich zuerst durch das Haar und strich sich dann nochmal ihr verwaschenes blaues Kleid glatt.

„So so, du bist wohl die kleine Ms. Magnus, hab ich Recht?“ er lächelte das kleine Mädchen das ihn mit großen, blauen Augen anstarrte, dann lies er den Blick über das graue Gebäude hinter ihr streifen und verzog dabei das Gesicht. Er blickte zurück auf das Mädchen und sah das sie ihm ihre winzige Hand entgegenstreckte.

„Hallo, ich bin Althea Magnus. Freut mich Sie kennenzulernen...“ Piepste sie, nahm seine große Hand in ihre und drückte so fest sie konnte zu.

„Du kannst mich Hagrid nennen. Ich arbeite auch in Hogwarts musst du wissen.“

„Sind Sie etwa ein Professor?“ fragte sie aufgeregt und ihre Augen wurden noch weiter.

„Nein nein, nicht direkt. Ich kümmere mich um die Ländereien und auch um die magischen Tierwesen.“

„Oh, gibt es davon denn viele in Hogwarts?“

„Naja..doch schon ein paar würd ich sagen. Aber du wirst ja selbst sehen.“ Bei diesen Worten fingen ihre Augen zu leuchten an und ihre Wangen nahmen vor Aufregung einen leichten Rotton an. „Also, bereit zum Aufbruch?“ Desto öfter seine Augen über die Stätte wanderten desto unwohler wurde ihm, also krammte er in einer seiner Taschen solange herum, bis er den kleinen Stab hervorzog und ihn einmal Richtung Himmel schwang.

,,Wir reisen mit dem Fahrenden Ritter, das ist zwar nicht so schnell und bequem wie andere Transportmittel, aber fliegen kannst du ja noch nicht und Flohpulver wäre wohl..“ er wurde von einem lauten Knall unterbrochen der Althea arg zusammenzucken und ihr einen kurzen Schrei entlockte.

„Huch..nunja das ging schneller als ich erwartet hatte..“ murmelte Hagrid und ging auf den violetten Doppeldecker zu, der gerade aus dem Nichts erschienen war. Das dunkelhaarige Mädchen blieb zögernd neben ihrem Koffer stehen.

,,Nun komm Althea, der Schaffner macht das mit dem Gepäck.“ Er wartete bis sie ihm hinterherkam und blieb dann mit ihr vor dem Gefährt stehen. Gleich darauf kam ihnen ein alter Mann in Uniform entgegen.

„Ah Hagrid. Du hast Plätze gebucht, wenn ich richtig liege. Setzt euch schon mal nach oben, ich bringe euch gleich eure heiße Schokolade.“

Hagrid grummelte nur kurz als Antwort stieg dann in den Bus und direkt in das obere Stockwerk. Er sah sich nach einem Platz um auf dem man sich halbwegs sicher fühlen konnte, denn er befürchtete, dass das kleine, dünne Persönchen hinter ihm, sonst durch den ganzen Bus geschleudert werden und sich wohlmöglich verletzen könnte. Schließlich nahm er auf einer Messingbank mit Tisch Platz, die halbwegs stabil aussah und klopfte neben sich, um ihr zu signalisieren sich neben ihn zu setzen. Vielleicht könnte er so ja das schlimmste verhindern.

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Gleis 9 ¾ da war sie jetzt also. Der Hogwarts Express stand an seinem rechtmäßigen Platz und pfiff kräftig.

Als Hagrid ihr zuerst von dem geheimen Durchgang erzählte, dachte sie er wäre vielleicht ein bisschen verrückt. Andererseits war sie nur kur zuvor aus einem Bus gestiegen auf den Raum, Zeit und die Schwerkraft keine Wirkung zu haben schienen, also warum es nicht versuchen.

Jetzt stand sie mit ihrem Koffer, der viel zu schwer für sie war, am Gleis versuchte auszumachen was als nächstes zu tun war. Sie beobachtete die vielen Menschen um sich herum und kam zu dem Schluss das sie wohl noch genug Zeit hätte, den keiner von den anderen schien besonderen Stress zu haben einzusteigen.

Ein bisschen verloren blickte sie mit großen Augen hin und her. Es kam ihr komisch vor all den Familien dabei zuzusehen, wie sie sich verabschiedeten, seltsam intim, also entschied sie das sie sich genauso einen Sitzplatz suchen könnte, anstatt hier sinnlos herumzuglotzen.

Der nächste Pfiff der Lokomotive riss sie endgültig aus ihren Gedanken und sie sammelte ihre ganze Kraft, um ihren Koffer zum nächsten Eingang zu schleppen um sich dann völlig außer Atem zu fragen, wie sie ihn in ein Abteil bekommen sollte. Sie wünschte ihr neuer Freund Hagrid wäre noch hier um ihr zu helfen, er hätte den Koffer mit seinem bloßen Finger fünf Meter weit schießen können, dessen war sie sich sicher.

Sie trat zur Seite als ein Junge mit schulterlangen schwarzen Haaren näherkam und schnell an ihr vorbei in den Zug schlürft. Noch ein Pfiff ertönt und plötzlich hatten es alle furchtbar eilig in den Zug zu kommen, sodass in Althea etwas Panik aufstieg. Sie wünschte sie wäre nicht so schüchtern und könnte einfach jemanden um Hilfe fragen.

„Hey braucht du Hilfe?“ die Stimme ist leise und trotzdem fuhr sie zusammen, irgendwie hatte sie das Gefühl bei etwas ertappt worden zu sein. Sie drehte sich zu dem Jungen um blickte ihn entschuldigend an.

„Ähmm..Ja also ich weiß nicht wie ich meinen Koffer da rein kriegen soll..“ murmelte sie verlegen und ihre Wangen färbten sich rot.

„Ich kann dir helfen, darf ich.“ Zuerst beäugte sie den dünnen Jungen mit den mausbrauen Haaren nur kritisch. Er war zwar ein bisschen größer als sie, er sah aber nicht so aus als könnte er viel stärker als sie sein. Sie trat trotzdem von dem Koffer weg und sah erstaunt zu wie der ihn fast problemlos in den Zug hievte.

„Da-Dankeschön.“

„Wir können ihn noch zusammen in dein Abteil ziehen, wenn du willst..“ Dem Jungen schien das Lob unangenehm zu sein den auch seine Wangen nahmen jetzt einen Rotton an.

„Also ähm..“ Eigentlich hatte sie sich noch gar nicht nach einem Abteil umgesehen. Sie wanderte mit dem Kopf den rauf und runter und lies dann die Schultern sinken.

„Also in meinem ist noch Platz..Also äh..wenn du willst..?“ Ihr Kopf hob sich sofort und sie schenkte ihm ein so strahlendes Lächeln, das sein ganzes Gesicht sich jetzt rot färbte.

„Oh, sehr gerne. Also wenn ich nicht störe meine ich.“

Der Junge winkte den Kommentar nur mit der Hand ab und wandte sich dann mit dem Koffer nach rechts den Gang entlang. Althea tapste scheu hinter ihm her und fragte sich ob wohl noch andere in dem Abteil auf sie warten würden. Wenn dann waren sie hoffentlich nicht wütend darüber das sie jetzt auch mit ihnen sitzen wollte.

Die Gedanken hatte sie sich umsonst gemacht den das Abtei war, bis auf einen Koffer, komplett leer. Vielleicht ja weil es eines der Letzten war.

„Wir lassen ihn am besten einfach hier stehen. Ich lehne ihn gegen meinen.“

„Danke.“

Es war kurz still und die beiden standen voreinander und lächelten sich schüchtern an. Dann streckte sie, schon zum zweiten Mal an diesem Tag, die Hand nach vorne.

„Althea Magnus.“

„Remus Lupin.“ Dann mussten sie beide lachen und ließen sich auf die Sitze am Fenster fallen. Auf einmal kam es ihr so vor als würde sie den Jungen vor ihr schon viel länger kennen und alle Schüchternheit fiel von ihr ab als sie sich nach vorn lehnte und ihn mit Fragen löcherte. Anfangs wirkte er noch etwas befangen, aber das legte sich schnell und Althea konnte sehen, wie er anfing sich zu entspannen.

„Ist es denn auch dein erstes Jahr?“

„Ja.“

„Sind deine Eltern auch Zauberer?“

„Mein Vater.“

„Achso.“

Remus wühlte kurz in seiner Tasche und holte denn seinen Zauberstab hervor.

„Ist das dein Zauberstab?“ fragte sie aufgeregt und betrachtete neugierig den Stab in seinem Schoß.

„Ähm ja.“

„Wow. Ich habe bisher nur meinen gesehen, weißt du. Deiner sieht aber richtig cool aus.“

„Danke. Er hat einen Einhornhaarkern“ bemerkte er stolz und hält ihn in die Luft damit Althea ihn besser betrachten kann. „Was denkst du in welches Haus du kommst?“ fragte er interessiert.

„In welches Haus?“

„Na du weißt doch von den verschiedenen Häusern, oder?“ fragte er verblüfft.

„Nein. Also eigentlich weiß ich gar nichts von Hogwarts. Ich wurde von Muggeln aufgezogen.“

„Also bist du eine Muggelstämmige?“

„Nein. Meine Eltern waren Zauberer.“

„Oh.“ Ein kurzes Schweigen macht sich breit. „Tut mir leid.“

„Danke..Also erzähl mir von den Häuser!“

„Achso. Ja klar. Also es gibt vier. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff und Slytherin.“

„Und in welches würdest du gerne?“

„Ich weiß nicht. Ravenclaw vielleicht. Ich lese gerne weißt du. Das meiste was ich von Hogwarts weiß habe ich aus diesem Buch ‚Geschichte Hogwarts‘. Es ist wirklich spannend.“

„Also ich lese auch gern.“ Althea dachte an die paar Bücher die es in der kleinen Bücherei im Waisenhaus gab, die sie immer und immer wieder gelesen hatte, bis sie sie fast auswendig kannte. „Ich hoffe wir kommen beiden nach Ravenclaw.“ Murmelte sie und blickte ihn hoffnungsvoll an.

„Und auch wenn nicht..wir können ja trotzdem Freunde sein.“ Auf einmal sah er wieder ganz schüchtern aus. Aber kurz darauf grinsten sich die beiden Kinder wieder an und löcherten sich weiter gegenseitig mit Fragen. Die meisten musste natürlich Remus beantworten, er wusste schließlich schon so viel mehr und Althea wollte vor ihrer Ankunft noch so viel von seinem Wissen aufsaugen wie möglich. Ihn schien es aber nicht zu stören, vielleicht genoss er es sogar sein Wissen zu teilen, ohne anzugeben. Und ehe die beiden sich versahen, war es schon zeit sich ihre Roben überzuziehen.

Kurz bevor der Zug zum Stehen kam wurde Althea richtig nervös und im Abteil breitete sich eine geladene Stille aus. Das Gedrängel auf den Gängen machte es nicht unbedingt besser und sie konnte erst wieder richtig durchatmen als sie endlich frische Luft einatmete und sich etwas enttäuscht umsah.

„Ich dachte man könnte das Schloss von hieraus sehen.“ Schmollte sie und sah Remus fragend an.

„Keine Sorge, wir haben es bestimmt nicht mehr weit.“ Antwortete er und grinste sie verstohlen an, so als ob er ganz genau wüsste was auf sie zukommt. Wahrscheinlich tat er das auch.

„Hey da drüben ist Hagrid!“ rief die Dunkelhaarige erfreut und kämpfte sich weiter in seine Richtung vor. Als sie näher kam konnte sie auch seine Rufe nach den Erstklässlern hören.

„Wer ist Hagrid?“ Remus war Althea hinterhergelaufen und kam jetzt neben ihr vor Hagrid zum Stehen

„Na ich bin Hagrid. Hallo Althea. Ihr zwei könnt euch schon mal in eins der Boote setzen, gleich geht’s nämlich los.“ Er deutete wage hinter sich sodass die beiden Freunde sich verrenkten um einen Blick um ihn herum zu werfen.

Ein dutzend Boote lagen am Ufer des Sees an und dahinter, dahinter konnte Althea die Umrisse von Hogwarts sehen und ihr Herz machte einen Sprung. Sofort stieg sie in eines der Boote mit Remus auf den Fersen. Als schließlich alle Boote besetzt waren fingen die Laternen an zu leuchten und die Boote fuhren wie von selbst über den See auf das Schloss zu. Naja nicht wirklich von selbst, sondern durch Magie aber wo genau liegt da schon der Unterschied.

Nachdem sie den See überquert hatten wurden sie von einer Dame in Umhang und spitzen Hut empfangen, die ihnen erzählte das nun zuallererst die Sortierung in die Häuser vor ihnen lag. Nun schien sie die Aufmerksamkeit von allen zu haben, denn es legte sich eine erdrückende Stille über den Flur vor den riesigen Türen der Großen Halle. Schließlich sagte sie: „Ich denke wir sind jetzt bereit.“ Schwang ihren Zauberstab und trat durch die geöffneten Türen in den Raum dahinter.

Althea hätte gerne Remus Hand gehalten als sie durch die Türe ging und die Blicke der ganzen Schülerschaft sich in sie einzubrennen schienen. Dann aber war sie von dem Rest des Raums so beeindruckt das sie die anderen gar nicht mehr wahrnahm. Sie war so von der Decke gefesselt, dass sie gar nicht bemerkte wie die Zeremonie begann und von einem Murmeln aufgeschreckt wurde das durch den gesamten Raum zu wandern schien.

Der Junge der ihr schon am Bahnhof aufgefallen war, zog sich den Hut vom Kopf, schüttelte kurz sein langes Haar und ging dann auf den rot gedeckten Tisch zu. Alle waren so verwirrt das keiner für ihn applaudierte, irgendwie hatte Althea Mitleid mit ihm. Sie wüsste nicht ob sie

Es dauert nicht lange und Remus wurde aufgerufen, jetzt konnte Althea sich nicht mehr zurückhalten. Sie packte kurz seine Hand drückte sie fest und lies sie dann schnell wieder los.

Remus trat vor und blickte nervös nach oben zu dem Hut auf seinen Kopf. Als dieser schließlich ein lautes „Gryffindor!“ ausspie, klatschte der gesamte Tisch und Remus Lächeln war so breit, dass Althea nicht anders konnte als auch zu grinsen. Sie versuchte ihn mit den Augen zu verfolgen damit sie sich, falls sie in dasselbe Haus kommt, neben ihn setzten kann.

Leider verflog die gute Laune denn direkt nach Lupin war Magnus an der Reihe und sie ging mit schnellen Schritten und gesenktem Kopf zum Stuhl.

„Oho Magnus soso. Der Name sagt dir großes vorraus und wie ich sehe bist du auch gewillt für deinen Erfolg zu arbeiten. Aber was sehe ich denn da, eine Flamme noch ist sie klein, aber sie wird wachsen. Leidenschaft. Künstlerische Leidenschaft..RAVENCLAW!“

Althea atmete schwer aus und war überaus glücklich das der Ravenclaw Tisch so begeistert für sie klatschte, sie hatte Remus nämlich gar nicht nach den Hausfarben gefragt.

Sie ging mit wackeligen Knie auf den blau gedeckten Tisch zu und lies sich neben ein blondes Mädchen fallen das sich ihr sofort als Circe vorstellte. Danach kamen noch 2 Jungs und 3 Mädchen an ihren Tisch. Der letzte der zugeteilt wurde war James Potter ein neuner Gryffindor Schüler. Immer wieder schielte Althea zu dem Tisch in der Hoffnung Remus winken zu können, aber sie konnte ihn nicht ausfindig machen.

Kurz darauf wurde das Essen serviert und da dem Mädchen bisher noch gar nicht aufgefallen war wie hungrig sie war, langte sie erstmal kräftig zu. Während dem Essen tauschte sie sich mit Circe aus, die schon ihr zweites Schuljahr antritt und ihr eine Menge über die Professoren erzählte. Wie schon vorhin nahm Althea jede Information auf wie ein Schwamm und versuchte sich nicht anmerken zu lassen, wie wenig sie tatsächlich über den Schulalltag in Hogwarts wusste.

Nachdem Professor Dumbledore uns entließ, ist das Gedränge einen Augenblick so heftig das Althea es nicht wagte aufzustehen, aber dann wurde sie von Circe mitgezogen. Eigentlich wollte sie noch eine Weile die Decke betrachten, aber nun nahm sie sich das für morgen vor.

Als sie zu zweit den Gemeinschaftsraum der Ravenclaws betreten ist Althea schon wieder zutiefst beeindruckt. Die hohen hellen Wände mit der wunderschönen Sternendecke und dem kleinen Tierskelet das im Raum zu schweben schien.

,,Moment mal..das sieht aus wie ein Drache!“

„Gut erkannt, es wundert mich wie viel du mit diesen kleinen Augen noch sehen kannst. Du solltest wirklich ins Bett, morgen führe ich dich ein bisschen herum wenn du willst. Wir sehen uns dann beim Frühstück.“ Sagte sie noch und schob die Jüngere in Richtung der Mädchenschlafsääle.

Obwohl es auch ihr Zimmer ist klopfte sie an die Türe bevor sie eintrat, ihre Zimmergenossen schienen so müde wie sie denn alle Vorhänge waren zugezogen und nichts rührte sich mehr. Althea schleppte sich zu dem noch freien Bett und lies sich in ihren ganzen Klamotten darauf fallen. Sie hatte nicht einmal mehr die Lust darauf ihre Vorhänge zuzuziehen.

Ihr letzter Gedanke war, dass es doch gar nicht so schwer ist Freunde zu finden wie sie immer dachte. Zumindest 2 hatte sie schon gemacht, mit Circe vielleicht sogar 3. Und sie dachte nicht mehr mit Angst sondern mit Freude daran morgen ihre Zimmergenossen kennenzulernen.

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A/N: Heyy also wenn ihr es bis hier her geschafft habt bin ich wirklich wahnsinnig stolz. Auf dich und mich.

Ich finde das Kapitel wirkt immer noch ein bisschen steif und leblos, aber ich arbeite jetzt schon so lange daran das ich es jetzt einfach mal herzeigen wollte..

Vielleicht könnt ihr mir ja ein paar Tipps oder Kritik geben, ich glaube nämlich da geht noch mehr aber ganz Klick hat es noch nicht gemacht.

Wie dem auch sei , danke für Lesen!

Träumt vom Raupenparadies.

x o x o

[severussnape-love]

So cute 🙊

[didsomeonesaydaddydraco]

Draco’s pet | d.m

Request: yes! @universallycutecakehoagie

Word count: 2,007

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!reader

Note: Sorry for going a bit MIA, but I had tons of assignments and midterms, and on top of that my laptop totally died :( But I’m back, and I have a lot of ideas for Draco and Tom imagines. So stay tuned. Love you all. xx

Draco had the worst day ever. Ever since the Dark Lord was back, and he was forced to become a Death Eater himself, everything was going downhill for him. He had troubles with sleeping, focusing or just being himself in general. He hated the situation he was in, and wanted to take her hand and run away. Somewhere far, somewhere safe. Somewhere, where they could be alone. Happily. 

When he got out of his last class that day, he wanted nothing, but go up to the Astronomy Tower and be with her. He hadn’t seen her all day, and truth was, he missed her jasmine scented brown hair and those mesmerising bluish-greenish always sparkling eyes. She was the complete opposite of him, but that was what Draco needed. She was everything he wasn’t. She was always happy, saw the good in everything and everyone and always knew how to make Draco feel better and safe. She was a Hufflepuff, but damn, Draco loved that Hufflepuff girl more than anything in his life. She was his Hufflepuff. 

“Cho” Draco called after the Rawenclaw girl, who was chatting with one of the Weasley twins. He knew they were friends, so she might have known where she was “Do you know where Angelina is?”

“No, sorry, Draco” she smiled at him weakly “Haven’t seen her all day. But try the library thou. She might be there, working on her Transfigurations essay”

“Alright, thanks” he nodded and left to find his girl. She had to be somewhere in the Castle. Last night they were together, sneaked out after the Prefects’ checked if everyone was in their own room, and went up to the Tower to cuddle and talk. She was oddly quite the whole time, but Draco thought it was only because of the hundreds of essays they had to turn in just in a very short of time. 

He was beyond terrified when he couldn’t find her neither in the library, nor in the Hufflepuff common room. He even checked the Hospital Wing, but she wasn’t there either. Draco trusted his guts. They had known each other for years, and he knew her better than himself. If something was wrong, or if she was in danger, he would have known it. So instead of running around the Castle like a maniac, he decided to go to the Room of Requirements and work on his mission. He made a mental note to himself, to try and find her before dinner. 

“Hey, mate” Blaise greeted his friend when Draco joined them at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall. He only nodded back and his eyes scanned the whole Hall, searching for the girl who had been missing for the whole day now. He frowned when he couldn’t find her at the Hufflepuff table, nor with the Golden Trio. Where on Earth she can be? Draco thought to himself and sat down to eat, but his appetite was gone when he thought about Angelina being hurt or worse. Being kidnapped by Voldemort. 

“Mr. Malfoy?” Snape’s monotone and deep voice pulled him back to reality. Draco looked up at his Professor with a questioning look on his face. He hadn’t done anything bad, as fas as he was concerned. “Could you please come with me? I need to discuss an important matter with you.”

Draco stood up and followed the man. For first, he thought they were going to his office, but they soon left the Castle and went to the Forbidden Forest. He knew they had to come here, so no-one could hear what they had to talk about. If they knew, Draco would have been expelled for long now. 

“He is getting rather impatient with you, Draco” Snape looked at his Godson with both worry and disappointment. He knew that the Dark Lord wasn’t playing any games, especially now, that he was so close to finally kill the boy “Can you do it?”

“I just need a couple of more days” Draco said “The cabinet is almost fixed, I’ve been testing it for days now. When it’s done, I’ll let him know myself”

“A week. No more. If you fail, he will not hesitate to kill you” and with that, Snape disappeared, leaving Draco in the Forest alone. He wasn’t scared anymore. After sitting at the same table with Voldemort, and having him walking around the house he used to call home, the Forbidden Forest was a sunny paradise with rainbows and everything nice. Draco was glad that he had the chance ti be alone. Everything was getting too much for him, and he still had no idea where his girlfriend was. He looked up at the clear sky, staring at the full Moon. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to be out there, when there were lycanthropes at the edge of changing.

Draco was on his way out of the Forest when he heard a howl and a painful squeak. Before he could think, he was trying to find the source of the voice. Something deep in him told him to stay and try to help. Maybe it was because he hadn’t really done anything nice to anything or anyone in his entire life, apart from being overprotective when it came to look after Angelina. But that was it. He wasn’t the best person, and he knew it. And he desperately wanted to do something good for once. 

“Oh Gosh” he stopped when he saw a lycanthrope, laying on the ground with a bleeding leg. It was trying to stand up, but the second it almost succeeded, it was back on the ground again with an even more painful squeak than before. At first, it didn’t see Draco, but when he took a step closer, he accidentally stepped on a bough which alerted the creature. 

Draco’s greyish blue eyes locked with its yellow ones. There was something mild in its gaze. There was something oddly familiar in the way its eyes twinkled. It was like they were dancing. Every time Draco took a step forward, the creature crawled further. 

“Easy” he extended his arm, indicating that he wasn’t a threat “I’m not going to hurt you. I want to help you…”

Draco felt his heart beating in his throat. Only if Angelina knew what he was about to do. She would have flipped at him, telling him how reckless it is, and he should call for someone who knows better, or just leave the creature alone. They were dangerous after all. But he had to stay. At least, he had to try to help. He knew it was a human in the first place. Lycanthropy was not a choice by one individual. They didn’t ask for this. So Draco did what he thought would help. He talked to the creature.

“I can see that you are hurt” he said slowly, kneeling down on the cold ground a few steps away from it “I can see that your leg is bleeding. You must be in a lot of pain now.”

The creature looked at him with its head tilted to the side. It was listening to Draco’s calm and slow voice. 

“I want to help you” he swallowed “I am going to tear a piece of my robe and use it to clean your wound” he pointed at his robe and waited for any sign. A small whimp left the creature, so he did as he said. He tore a piece of his robe and slowly reached the injured lycanthrope. He gently cleaned it’s wound, but never broke eye contact. He wanted to be aware of every single move of his and of the creature’s as well. From that close, he could see that how similar the colour of its four coat was to Angelina’s hair. He was getting even more worried now. He still didn’t know where his girlfriend was, and yet, he was trying to help a monster instead of trying to find her. 

“Here you go” he checked if the wound was clean “Now I am going to use another piece to swathe your wound, so dirt will not get in and it will not get infected.”

He talked slowly, and made sure he didn’t made any quick movement which could have scare the creature. He was surprised of the softness if its fur. He always imagined them having a rather coarse hair. When he was down, he sat still and stared at the magical creature in front of him. It was looking at its leg, trying to move it, but it found it painful. 

“You are not that scary at all” he said quietly “They say you are a monster because you are different and you do bad things. That you hurt other people. But wouldn’t it mean we are all monsters?” He played with the sleeves of his robe, which was covering his dark mark “We are alike. I’m a monster too…”

Draco sat there for minutes, just watching the creature in front of him. But those minutes turned into hours and he couldn’t leave. Something kept him there. Sometime after midnight, he fall asleep, leaning back to a nearby tree. 

It was dawn when a whimper woke him up. He jumped up and watched as the creature started to turn back into it’s human form. He was desperate to see who it really was. He had to know they were alright, and didn’t need any more help. Draco had to grab a hold at the tree when he saw the witch in front of him. He thought he was only dreaming. Those beautiful blueish-green eyes were looking at him with so much shame, pain and despair in them.

“Draco” Angelina’s voice was raspy, and filled with pain. She was looking at a pale Draco, who was still holding onto the tree, trying to process everything he had just seen. 

“Angelina?” Draco let go off of the tree and took a step closer to the girl slowly. There she was, hair tangled, blood drained on her leg, and her clothes were torn, barely covering her delicate body. He wasted to time to run up to her and wrap his robe around the girl’s trembling body. He took her face between his hands and looked at her face closely, searching for any other injury apart from the one on her left leg “Thanks Merlin you are alright” he said and pulled her into a tight hug, kissing into her hair. 

“Aren’t you afraid of me?” She asked “Don’t you find me disgusting? How can you still touch me? Kiss me?”

“No, baby, no!” Draco shook his head and looked deeply in her eyes “It’s still you. My blooming little Hufflepuff. I don’t care what you turn into. I just want to keep you safe”

“But I’m a monster, Draco” a tear slipped down her cheek “I had hurt people. What if I will hurt you next time?

“I’m a monster too” he implied to the mark on his forearm “But hey, were are pretty hot monsters, aren’t we?” He winked at her and caressed her back with his fingertips. It made Angelina shiver and smile at the same time “Listen, we all hurt other people. We are not perfect. But I know you, and I know that you would never hurt someone on purpose. You are too pure for that.”

Angelina stood on her tiptoes and kissed Draco. She always knew that she loved him, but what she was feeling in that moment was far beyond love. 

“Besides, I’d imagined you being my bet, but not quite like this” he winked at her.

“Oh shut up, Malfoy and kiss me again” she rolled her eyes and enjoyed her boyfriend obeying her wish. It was something magical in that kiss. Two cursed soul finding their piece of Heaven in each other. The light, brought by their love was stronger that the darkness in them. It made them even. It made them perfect for each other. 

[sassycatlady99]

Luna Lovegood x Reader

Background knowledge: You are Luna's girlfriend and very protective of her.

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“Hey loony what are you looking for now flying pigs!”

“No I'm looking for the Nargles,” she answered them unbothered by their rude tones, but you were. You hated how people were alwayse rude to Luna for what she belived in.

~~~~A FEW DAYS LATER~~~~

"Hey Y/L/N what are you doing with Loony why don't you hang out with normal people for once!" You heard someone comment rudly.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!!!" You shouted turning to the person who you saw was Draco Malfoy.

"Well I said that you should come hang out with normal people for once."

You were just about to shout a spell at him when Luna came up to you and put her hand on your arm.

"Come on Y/N you shouldn't listen to Malfoy," she chimed in.

You turned around and were just about to walk away with Luna when Malfoy started laughing at you and Luna. You turned around whiping your wand out scowling as you shouted the full body bind curse at him, and the next thing you knew Luna was pulling you with her to the Rawenclaw commen room.

"You shouldn't have done that!" Luna scolded you.

"He was making fun of you!!!" You shouted back at her.

"I know but that doesn't matter I dont care what he thinks," she reeplied.

"Well I do!!!"

"Are you emberesed of me being weird?" Luna asked in a small voice.

"Why would I be embaresed of you!!! You are absolutly amazing you are butifull and kind and I love you! And-" You rambeled.

Luna cut you off by kissing you. You were so shocked you didn't responed. Then thinking that you didn't meen what you said she pulled away.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to it's just you said that you loved me and I thought-"

This time you were the one who cut her off with a kiss.

"Of course I love you, I was just supprised you acctually kissed me," you breathed.

[whatugonnasayboutitfreud]

3 Scorose prompts

Anyone good in writing?

3 possible scenarios for your future fic

Rose is Gryffindor, Scorpius and Albus are both Slytherin.

1. We are at Hogwarts.

Rose is golden girl, acts always perfect, plays quidditch, top marks and all, funny, witty, clever. Nevertheless she holds this dark aura around her that even Ron sometimes jockes that the hat was wrong and she had to be sorted into slytherin. in reality she is the biggest pretender/hypocrite, she is super smart, that’s why she is good at hiding that she is bipolar, has anxiety attacks and fairypills and all the other magic drugs addict. One of the Scamander Twins is Rawenclaw and brews some drugs. All the drug shit in Hogwarts comes from Rawenclaw and their scientific arrogance. Albus is kinda her whole world, they are inseparable since birth. and the only one who eventually find outs about all of it and helps her keep it secret, because he thinks he is helping.

Scorpius is easy going, always smiling with that dimples kinda smiles. Till some time people don’t understand why he is not in Hufflepuff because he is super friendly, handy and blindly loyal. But he is real slytherin. he is ambitious and he knows exactly what opens doors for him. And how make his desires real. But he is really kind. He also plays quidditch but he also draws. He has this eternal crush on Rose, but she is being a total bitch. And since he is super observant, he knows that something is wrong with Rose. And eventually he is the one who will help her and they are definitely endgame.

2. Rose and Scorpius are professional quidditch players. (Or Scorpius can have any other occupation if you prefer, he can possibly be a healer so during some tests he find outs Rose’s secret or he is journalist and dig some dirt and unexpectedly instead of what he was digging, because of all the rumors he was really expecting incest scandal for Rose and Louis Weasley, or her other relative, who you think will be better suited for narrative but he discovers Rose’s drug problems) Combined with all previous childhood paparazzi drama and later fame issues rose became addict. Here we deal also with all publicity shit, ignorance of privacy, because audience thinks that if person becomes public figure than it’s ok to trash it out.

3. Rose trains for Auror and Scorpius also, so he can watch out for her reckless Gryffindor ass.

Everything she is doing is trashed by paparazzi. But Scorpius also get thrashed a bit because of his ancestors , but since he is more charming he is loved more by readers, even becomes nation sweetheart.

Rose get assigned for some mission in British ambassy for Ukrainian ministry of magic. Meanwhile there poped out magical revolution and she is involved. Later on, because she has seen shit and done some shit for the greater good (a.k.a official mission), she has PTSD. And somehow it leads to her addiction.

But eventually she is over it. She really bonds with Harry all about PTSD so at some point there is huge tension between Scorpius and her, because he thinks Rose has being involved in some relationship with Harry.

I imagine it all with some humor, some darkness, it’s bittersweet, it’s real.

[swordwieldingeowyn]

Thank you so much @liliaenbaggins for tagging me! ♥

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better.

Name: Paulina

Nicknames: Pauli

Star sign: Virgo

Sexual orientation: heterosexual

Height: 172 cm

Time right now: 8.31 pm

Last thing I googled: Peru (it’s for a presentation ;D)

Cats or Dogs: Because I own one: Cats *purr*

Dream trip: NEW ZEALAND ♥

Favorite music artist: Oh gosh, far too many! To name a few: J Balvin, Ed Sheeran, Halsey, RED and mooore ;)

Song stuck in my head: Fun by Troye Sivan

Last movie I watched: I don’t feel at home in this world anymore (Damn, what a good movie!)

Last TV show I watched: How I met your mother

What am I wearing right now: A grey jumpsuit

When I created this blog: Gosh, I think it was last year ;D

The kind of stuff I post: TOLKIEN (books and movies)

Why I chose my url: Because I'm a calm tolkien reader :D

Gender: Female

Hogwarts house: Rawenclaw

Pokémon team: Folks, I don’t know anything about Pokémon (Sorry :3)

Favorite color: dark red

Avarage hours of sleep: seven to eight, sometimes six, sometimes nine

Lucky number: 11

Favorite characters: Legolas, Frodo, Aragorn, Maedhros, Beleg, Eowyn...

Dream Job: photographer

Number of blankets I sleep with: Just one

Dream fictional character that you would like to be: Delayla (my middle-earth alter ego :))

One interesting fact about you: Mhmm...I daydream a lot!

Thank you again, I had fun doing this ♥

I’m tagging: @feanope @inlovewithnewt @nattyk4 @bronweathanharthad @sauron-is-a-pretty-girl @feanory @nimrodels

[satorinnie]

haikyuu !

fic’s

a soulmate who wasn’t meant to - suna rintarou

always and forever - suna rintarou

play with fire - sakusa kiyoomi

cry for me - miya atsumu

timestamps

6:00pm - suna rintarou

smau’s

night changes - suna rintarou

headcannons/drabbles

haikyuu boys after meeting your parents - osamu, atsumu, suna

how the haikyuu boys fall in love with you + relationship aesthetic - sakusa, atsumu, suna

friendship between rawenclaw! reader and slytherin! suna

[ra-veela-claw]

A Real Life Kind of Romance

Hello lovelies!  This was requested by @grint1811, I had a great time working on it! 😊  Enjoy! xx

Request: Helloooo! Can you write an imagine with Ronald Weasley x Reader (Rawenclaw girl) falling in love. Thanks ❤

“Bloody Hell!”  Obvious frustration accompanied with the sound of a heavy book slamming closed echoed throughout the hushed aisles of the library.  Your sleepless eyes wandered lackadaisically about the room, until a certain red-haired target was acquired.  A small smile twitched on the corner of your mouth.

Ron Weasley glanced around at the irritated expressions that now faced him.  He cleared his throat.

“Sorry, all,” he remarked in a much more hushed tone as he reopened the textbook in front of him, attempting to find the page he’d left off on.  You couldn’t help but grin and chuckle to yourself at his crass behavior.  You’d think he’s never been to a library before.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a heavy sigh from Ron, who leaned back on two legs of his chair with his hands shoved in his pockets. His freckled face gazed up at the ceiling, as if searching for some sort of divine purpose as to why he had to complete his homework.  From this angle, you could just make out his inviting blue eyes.  The dim lighting from above skated across their surfaces as if they were pools of water.  You soon found yourself staring, head tilted dreamily and, frankly, rather girlishly. It was only seconds after Ron’s eyes met yours and his eyebrow quirked up that you broke your trance and blushed. Still, you offered a small wave.

His freckles melted together as he smiled grandly and beckoned you over.  You gathered your books and quill in your arms and started towards him; he looked far too happy that he now had a suitable distraction that was easier on the eyes than the stone ceiling.

“Hi, Y/n!” he exclaimed quietly but excitedly, nonetheless. He pulled out the chair next to him for you to sit.

“Hello Ron, I see you’re getting loads of work done as usual,” you grinned and sunk into the seat beside him.  Ron chuckled deeply and shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m tellin’ ya, Y/n, Slughorn’s class is bloody awful,” he flipped a few pages of his book absent-mindedly.

“But I suppose you couldn’t empathize seeing as how you’ve been through and finished with potions for a year,” Ron scoffed playfully and nudged your knee with his.  You smiled and shrugged yourself.

“What can I say, Ronald?  There’s a reason for my placement in Ravenclaw,” you teased quietly. Ron rolled his eyes and slumped forward dramatically.

“Ughhhh, don’t go on about that again, Y/n,” he laughed. “You’re making me look bad, here!”

“You know I’m only having fun,” you grinned. “Ravenclaws aren’t all brains and no fun, after all!”

“Right you are,” his eyebrows raised as he nodded in agreement.  You both smiled and were quiet for a few seconds more.  Drumming your fingers on the table, you turned to the red-haired boy.

“Did you need help though?  With potions, I mean,” you questioned.  He smirked slightly and shook his head.

“Nah, I figure I’m a lost cause now anyways,” he sighed and shut the noisy book again, eliciting another round of glares from the students studying around him.  All except you; you only smiled.

“Well, I’ll leave you to it then,” you rose quietly from your chair and reached to straighten your skirt, when you felt a tug on your sleeve.  Ron gazed up at you with big, doll-like eyes.

“Please, Y/n…I’m hungrier than a bloody mountain troll after slaughtering season,” he begged.  You lifted an eyebrow and shooed him away, a smile tugging on your lips.

“And you expect me to bring you nourishment, Ronald Weasley?” you giggled.  He shook his head fervently.

“No, no.  Come with me!” he sprung out of his chair, and suddenly he was towering over you. His eyes were bright, and you had to resist the urge to swoon a bit.  You couldn’t let him notice, so you covered your tracks with a simple roll of the eyes.

“Oh, alright.  How ‘bout the Three Broomsticks, then?” you offered.  Ron lit up with a goofy smile.

“Perfect!” he placed a hand on his stomach.  “My stomach and I thank you, from the bottom of my…er…stomach.”  You could just detect a faint pink rise to his cheeks, and you were entranced by his adorable charm.

Ron’s barstool squeaked noisily as he slowly osculated around and around.  He groaned and you rolled your eyes.

“Honestly, Ronald, I can’t take you anywhere,” you laughed and grabbed hold of his broad shoulder, halting his circular motion. His eyes took a moment to adjust to the lack of movement.

“I’m just so bloody hungry!” he exclaimed.  He began twiddling with his thumbs.  You chuckled and placed your hand over his to cease the fidgeting.  The warmth of his large hands radiated through your skin, and though the contact only lasted a mere few seconds, you relished in the warmth.  Your heart seemed to blossom as his eyes met yours before quickly looking back down to the table.

“M’also nervous,” he mumbled, nearly inaudibly for once.  You quirked your head.

“What ever for?  Did you see a spider, Ronald?” you smirked and to your surprise, his whole body twitched. He shook his head and smiled.

“Honestly, Y/n, don’t even joke about that,” he chuckled dryly and refocused.  “No I just…well I dunno.”

He stretched his long legs out in front of him and folded his hands on his stomach.  Your eyebrows pulled together.

“You can tell me, Ron,” you assured him, nudging his foot under the table.  Ron smiled softly.

“I know I can,” he explained.  “But I don’t know how.”

Your insides tightened and your breath caught in your throat.  He couldn’t be thinking…no of course not. Why would he?

You had liked Ron ever since your first meeting.  His goofy smile and charm caught your attention immediately, and of course that flaming red hair and those sky blue eyes helped a bit.  But you settled for being friends for fear of ruining a perfectly good friendship. Still, that never stopped you from dreaming.

Every romance novel you picked up became the story of you and Ron, conquering all obstacles and defying all odds to be together, forever in love.  But you wouldn’t dare breathe that word, or any like it.  That is, unless you were sure he felt the same blossoming in his heart.

You held your breath and reached for his hand, which now rested on the table in front of him.  Taking it gently, you met Ron’s gaze.

“I beg you tell me,” you pried with intentional drama, yielding a smile from Ron. He cleared his throat and gently squeezed your hand.

“Well-“ his words halted when his meal came into sight. He perked up as it was placed in front of him, and he greedily dug in.  You shook your head and raised your eyebrows in waiting.  He looked up from his plate, cheeks full, and slurred:

“I’ll tell you later, this is important.”  You couldn’t help but laugh

Please don’t forget.

Nearly a week had passed and Ron still had you hanging on a cliff with no answers.  Not that he meant to keep you in such a limbo, but you’d both been quite busy after that night at the Three Broomsticks.  Him with failing a potions exam, and you with finishing a Shakespearean romance you’d picked up in town.  As you scoured the pages of Romeo and Juliet, your mind danced with images of Ron Weasley doting on you from your window.  He’d sneak up to your bedroom and you’d share a passionate embrace, but strictly in secret. Their two houses were divided, after all.  It was quite scandalous.  

Hmm. You had thought to yourself.  Ravenclaw and Gryffindor aren’t too terribly divided…maybe we won’t have to kill ourselves to be together.  You had shaken your head fervently and begrudgingly came back down to reality.

You were quite literally on the edge of your seat with anticipation, both for the words that escaped Ron and for the intensity that accompanied the quiddich match before you.  The information Ron had actually been able to convey to you was that he wanted you to support him at his first quiddich match as Gryffindor’s new keeper. How could you say no?  That big smile absolutely made you melt.  It was your own personal imperius curse, and damned it if you didn’t absolutely love it.

You chewed on your lower lip as the quaffle soared through the air towards Ron.  Your breath caught in your throat and your stomach was in knots; you could only imagine how he felt.  To your great surprise, Ron’s mouth curled into a defiant smirk and with one swift extension of his right leg, the quaffle was launched back into the middle of the pitch.

“YES!  Good show, Ron!” you jumped from your seat and pumped your fists defiantly in the air. The crowd roared with cheers of “Weasley!” over and over again, and you were probably the loudest one.  Ron shot a huge smile at you and raised his own fist in response.  You were elated and clapped your hands in tune with the chanting of your peers.  

Your hands were incredibly sore by the end of the game, but you couldn’t care less because Ron had performed splendidly!  He blocked nearly every shot that hurled towards him, even using his head at one point.  Literally.  You smiled to yourself as you replayed the image of the vibrant red-haired boy swing upside down to offer a swift “butt” to the quaffle with his head.  Throughout the whole game, the determination never left those sparkling eyes and the smile never left his freckled face.

Naturally, the whole team was exuberated by the win and Ron’s mastery level keeper skills.  They carried him from the pitch all the way to the Gryffindor common room.  It was a glorious celebration, and you wormed your way through the crowd until your eyes met Ron’s and he smiled euphorically.

He grabbed your hand through the crowd and his pedestal and kept hold of it almost the entire time.  Your cheeks were bright pink, both from excitement and from the height of your amorous feelings.  Soon you found yourself swept into your opponent house’s common room, where Ron was dropped down directly in front of you.

Ron grinned at you in the midst of the uproarious crowd’s celebration, and his cool blue eyes were all you saw in that moment. Although the noise in the room was incredible, you were stuck in the quiet of Ron’s deep gaze.  Suddenly, he laughed and grabbed you around the waist, swooping you around.

“I did it, Y/n!  We did it!” he was positively giddy and held you up in the air like a child. You braced your hands on his muscular shoulders and laughed musically.

“Ronald you were so amazing!” he lowered you to the ground but kept hold of your waist.  “I’m so proud of you!”

He was always smiling, but the look in his eyes had shifted now that your feet were firmly on the ground.  You opened your mouth to offer more congratulations, but you could barely get a word out before Ronald’s lips crashed down onto yours.  His arms tightened around you as he cradled you against his chest, but you stood still, completely shocked.  You had pictured this over and over in your head before as you read through your romance novels, but nothing in the novels could have prepared you for the enormity of the love that burned deliciously on your lips.

Ron pulled back to gage your reaction, but always ever smiling. You blinked a few times and asked quietly, almost shyly:

“Is that what you’d been meaning to tell me, Ronald?”

“Is it that obvious?” he joked after a brief pause, pressing his forehead against yours.  His lips were only a few inches away, and you ached to feel them again.

“No, no not at all,” you giggled and reached on your toes to press your lips against his once more.  He squeezed your middle and lifted you from the ground.  You both came to life, connected to each other.

So much better than the novels.

You smiled on his lips.

[severussnape-love]

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