#ron's situation is sooo.

[tubhole]

Ron's question to baghera (the highlighted part) and baghera's response

[dronarryfest]

What an incredible first week of dronarry! Here is the roundup of all the amazing works we’ve shared so far. We’re giving you the Sunday off to catch up if you haven't yet! And we want to send a huge THANK YOU to our wonderful readers for all the comments and kudos you’ve been sending. Keep them coming and stay tuned for week two!

[FIC] Some Nights || E || 23k || by @thecouchsofa

Ron fucks up his Silencing Charms in the dorms one night. Then Malfoy does. The rest, as they say, is history. 

💭 Came for the filth stayed for the feels. And the filth. Scorching hot, funny as fuck, got me curling my toes so hard my whole leg cramped. - emsuemsu

💭 This is so incredibly perfect, like the smut is perfect but Harry’s cluelessness and excitement is amazing and Ron just rolling with the punches…needless to say I’ve already read it more than once - marebear723

[FIC] Hear Me Out || E || 5k || by @rainstormradish

“I know this is all just a big joke to you,” whispered Draco, his lips inches from Ron’s ear, his breath on his neck, his hips pressed against him, Merlin, “but I need you to fucking commit to the bit here, Ron.”

💭 I am burning UP. i love how distinct each of their characters are. And the tension???? God, they’re all so sexy. - lostinyourcostellation

💭 Scorching hot! Absolutely love this premise & the way you carried it out here felt sooo good. Wonderfully done :) - thestarryknight

[ART] Signing The Forever Bond || G || by @digthewriter

No fanfare adorned their sacred moment, no gaze of a world eager to witness, for they sought not the spotlight's glow but rather the quiet dance of shared hearts. And some paperwork.

💭 I adore long hair Dronarry! What beautiful patterns and color, and I love their comfortable closeness and contentment. adore long hair Dronarry! What beautiful patterns and color, and I love their comfortable closeness and contentment. -schmem_14

💭  This is so gorgeous! I'm obsessed with ALL the details. Bearded Draco! There isn't enough Bearded!Draco content, honestly. - sleepstxtic

[FIC] Permanent || M || 14k || by @citrusses

"Harry's always been fixated on older men. Have you ever noticed that, Ron?” Granger asks. “Have I ever noticed—Hermione, we’ve lived with the bloke for years! He doesn’t bring them home much, but I’m not blind. I see who he’s shagging.” “And David, an older man, tells Harry ‘Saviour Complex’ Potter he needs him to save the world?” “He didn’t stand a chance,” Ron agrees. “Fascinating,” Draco says, in a strangled voice.

💭 I love this so much. I can't wait to reread it. What a gorgeous fucking fic with beautiful, agonising detail and introspection. - TheGoblinMatriarch

💭 Omg I don’t want to be that person BUT I COULD READ 300K OF THIS it was brilliant! - Moonflower_Rose

[FIC] These Foolish Little Games || E || 8.5k || by @schmem14

Thanks to a falling out between Harry and Ron, Draco can finally get together with Harry, have the most spectacular and inappropriate office sex, and enjoy Weasley-free weekends out. Life is perfect. So why does he have the nagging feeling he should get the estranged best friends to patch things up?

💭 Incredibly steamy, love the setup of a Ron/Harry fight and Draco’s scheming ❤��❤️❤️❤️ - citrusses

💭 yesssss - i am always here for the under the desk shenanigans. Lol at how easily they convinced Ron. There was no hope for him 😂 - MaesterChill

[FIC] Edging into His Heart || E || 5k || by @chelsiewhitlock & diplobeanz

Stuck on a long stakeout, Draco has reached the end of his patience with Ron Weasley's rule. In an effort to make the best of the situation, he decides to push the boundaries and past the edge of propriety. Shenanigans ensue.

💭  THIS is the Draco Ron dynamic I’m here for 😍 this story was fucking hot, and that tantric spell thingy oh, my… 🥵 - schmem_14

💭 wowww the dynamics you have going on here!!! 100/10 will be thinking about forever.  - fluxweed

[FIC] People Are Boring || E || 14.3k || by @starquestingfordrarry

“Alright, what’s your terrible news?” Draco braces himself on Harry’s desk. “Weasley’s hot.” “You’ll have to be more specific, there are a lot of hot Weasleys.” Draco makes a strangled, groaning sound in his throat. “The Weasley. Weasel. Weasel-by. Your Weasley.” Harry’s heart jumps to his throat, and his stomach drops to his shoes. “Ron’s back?”

💭 THAT.WAS. DMCJSKDKCJDH. I was excited, my heart ached at one point, I cried, then screeched, this really did have it all 🔥 - Jaqie

💭 So softly angsty then so tender then so sexy. This dynamic just works beautifully, and your Ron is 🔥🔥🔥 - gr8k8

[sailforvalinor]

i'm a harry x ginny shipper, but i see that you like harry x luna. and i'm willing to hear it out. make your case. gush. i'm listening

I really don’t have a super strong reason that I ship them other than I just like it? And I also have absolutely nothing against Harry x Ginny, it just doesn’t particularly intrigue me.

It’s less a case of “I ship these two characters SO HARD and will accept no other ship” and more like, it started out as a bit of a crackship in the beginning, but then the more and more I thought about it the more delightful I found it? It’s just so cute????

(I really wish I could reread books 5-7 for more developed thoughts about it, but I’m only on book 3 right now on my reread and I didn’t want to wait that long, sooo, here’s the slightly half-baked version.)

I think a part of what endears it so much to me is how much Harry genuinely likes her, even just generally. Like, Ron and Hermione are initially a bit put-off by her oddities, and even though Harry does think she’s a little odd, he also just thinks she’s neat? “Oh, I have this party I have to go to, and I don’t have a date—I’ll ask Luna, cause she’s cool.” It’s just so precious??? (Imagine if he’d known her during the whole Yule Ball debacle! He could’ve asked her and it would’ve been great—again, even from a non-shippy perspective!)

They are also both social pariahs, albeit in different ways (Luna is generally thought of as “weird,” while Harry gets ostracized in different situations because he’s famous), and even in-canon they seem to really connect on that point, and don’t see each other as their assigned labels. Harry doesn’t see Luna as “the weird girl.” Luna doesn’t see Harry as “The Chosen One.” Like, can you imagine how nice it would have been if they’d known each other during Chamber of Secrets? Because she absolutely was not buying the whole “Heir of Slytherin” thing people were spreading around.

Also, correct me if I’m not remembering this correctly, but Harry is just so ride-or-die for her after she risks her life going with them to the Ministry in book 5, and it’s just. So great. Like Luna CAN be and IS independent and can make it just fine on her own, but she needs people in her corner just as much as anyone else. (And she knows it!)

They are also both fundamentally very kind and compassionate people while also being pretty brutally honest—and tbh, I think they BOTH could use that kind of person in their lives.

Anyway, TL;DR: I think they’re neat, they have a lot of interesting similarities and parallels, and even if you don’t ship them, I think they are undeniably kindred spirits.

[journeysfable]

Isn't Ron in a simaler situation to some of the islanders?

Where's finally in a comfy place and able to think for himself but isn't allowed to leave?

Kinda reminds me of how Fit and Cellbit are finally in a pretty great place. They have a family now and aren't alone in war or a wasteland fighting to survive every day.

I wish I was smart because this is sooo

Someone smarter than please write and essay abt this or something

[foundfamilyarena]

Hi! I am just finishing my propaganda that I was writing on the nomination thingy but didn't have time to finish last night, sooo propaganda for Cale's family (they have no good name:()from lout of the counts family!

(btw I just copy and pasted my original description and added more)

A spoiler warning for Lout of the counts family/ trash of the counts family!

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Imma infodump here now sorry, Cale is basically one of the most important people in all of their lives, usually because he saved them in some way shape or form, for example with On and Hong he saved them off the streets from starvation starting not by just asking them to come with him when realizing their situation,  but by slowly giving them things usign the excuse it was a bribe to keep them from talking about how he was visiting the man-eating tree. He started by giving bread, then he gave them (Some random street children!) Meat and cake, and then the next day, he noticed how On was limping lightly and bought her medicine and bread, making sure she wasn't hurt. 

Now onto Choi han, he was the protag of the novel he's transmigrated into and he was soo scared of him, bcs orignally Choi han beat Cale up, but instead of just avoiding him or just throwing Ron and Beacrox at him (his chef and butler who originally joined choi han after he beat cale up) he decided to go up to him, fully aware he had broken into the territory and very angry and traumatized bcs his entire village just got massacred and he killed all the perpetrators? But he decided to go up to him, and offered him food, a place to stay, and helped him pick himself back up from the ground up and learn how to live again after his second family died, and became Choi han's own third family and sooo much more.

Onto Raon! Raon was a little black dragon that originally went berserk after being tortured for his entire life and killed a lot of the town that he was going to just be passing through, but instead of just rushing through and leaving the town to be destroyed on its own, he decided that he was going to save him from the torture, and let this young dragon choose his *own* life. He saved him and once he set him free instead of taking this strong dragon that could make him the most powerful, popular person in the *continent* he healed him, looked him in the eye and asked him what *he* wanted to do with his life, how Raon would like to live and told him to live how he wanted, he was the first person to ever tell Raon that he could live, that he could do what he wanted. And even when Raon showed up again and told Cale that he would stay with him, Cale only made sure that he was coing to be okay, that if he was going to take care of Raon he might as well make sure that he would be safe and a good guardian.

I'm not sure how far into cale's camily member's I'll get but just to let you know, I am thinking for including basically *all* of his family/allies I am sorry.

Skipping a few people but onto Alberu crossman himself! Alberu was basically alone in the world with his aunt being the only person he trusted, he was paranoid and constantly faking everything about himself. Once he met Cale he slowly began to trust cale (over the vourse of like the first 100 chs?) and began showing his true self, he began to show his true self literally *and* figuratively, he shows his true self as a dark elf in a show of how he trusts cale enough to show the part of him that he's been so paranoid about hiding his entire life. He begins to speak his actual mind rather than just hiding behind fake smiles and fake words that he doesn't actually mean. he begins to let himself laugh and joke around, he begins to actually enjoy himself, laugh a genuine laugh around someone who isn't his aunt. and he gets a family out of him as much as he got one out of his mother.

Lock and the wolf children's turns! They actually came a lot earlier than alberu but ignore that, Lock was like-- 14, 15 I can't remember, and his entire tribe was killed. Rosalyn and CHoi han brought him to Cale and Cale helped him out, he taught rosalyn and Choi han how to deal with his first berserk state. Cale could have just kicked them out and left them in the dark about what to do, but instead he left behind his original plans, taught Rosalyn and Choi han how to take care of lock and made sure that he would recover. Thenn the other wolf children, lock's siblings. When Cale found out they had survived,,, he was surprised to say the least, they were originally meant to die but Cale had sent CHoi han earlier than the novel, saving them in more ways than one. He chose to take in the wolf children and brought them into his home territory, he rebuilt an entire village for them to live in and requested for his father to get them all citizenship. And even after that the continued to help them out, He got them all teachers, hilsman as a sword instructor, Beacrox to take care of them when he couldn't. A bit more on lock, when lock came to him first, Lock told Cale that he wanted to build his own knights brigade to be useful and to pay him back for taking care of him and his siblings. But Cale told him, that he was still a child ,he constantly tells him and all of the wolf children and other kids this, and has he asked his siblings this? Is there anything else you want to do? 

I'm kind of randomly switching between characters to talk about sorry.

Rosalyn! She was the crown princess of the breck kingdom but she didn't really want to be a queen, she wanted to be a mage. She was attacked in the roan kingdom by the archduke of breck. Cale sent Choi han to get her and lock like in the original story and saved the wolves. When they went to cale for healing lock, after rosalyn and choi han fought lock he passed her a potion and she said "Potions don't work on lock" and Cale's response was immediately, It's for you. Over the course of the next 100s of chapters, Rosalyn ends up beign the person who understands Cale the most, and Cale continues to sponsor her, making her stronger with gifts of magic stones, magic devices, and eventually she became the commander of the magic brigade and even the magic tower master (the symbol of mages).

Eruhaben-nim's turn! Eruhaben is an ancient dragon who at first was kind of suspicious of cale bcs, Raon a baby dragon was following him around and following his orders, but dragons are usually very proud of themselves and too proud to even talk to a human. Cale tries to get Eruhaben as Raon's teacher and eruhaben agrees. Eruhaben also kind of thinks that Cale is a dragon slayer because one of his powers was once owned by the first ever dragon slayer. Eventually over time of being together, Cale learns that eruhaben is going to die (of old age dragons will fade into nature once they reach past 1000) and so cale chose to try to find an artifact to save him. Cale goes through several tests to get the artifact and goes through a bit ( a lot) of emotional pain when getting to it. There's even one time where the main villain shows up for the first time and he threatens Cale and raon, Eruhaben attacks white star (main villain) and screams "Don't you dare touch my children" because he sees cale and raon as his children<3333. And he nicknamed Cale 'Unlucky bastard' (affectionate) and he's basically Cale's 3rd dad (he bascially has 4 dads)

Good girl Mary now! Mary is a necromancer who Cale brought out of the land of death (the dark elf city). Mary had told Cale and Raon that she dreamed of leaving the underground city one day because she wanted to see the sky, and so they brought her to their own home and let her stay with them. She becomes Raon's bff and helps save the henituse territory, and continues to help them out. One quote of her's thats really fun: "I do not need to hide. I am strong. Vice Captain Hilsman-nim told me that the words of the priest are bullshit. I also wish to be like Choi Han-nim and stand behind you, no matter what happens."

I could add an analysis on all of them but thats long and I can't even count them all, Sorry I this is bothering you!

Have a nice day/night! :)

Ayy propaganda thank you for sharing!

[vazaha-tya]

Alastor Moody being Hermione's dad is even more funny than cockblocking!Ron. Like I can just imagine the trio meeting up at Hermione's house to plan and Ron/Harry sitting next to her in her room. It's just the two of them for the time being, the other boy is late, and Hermione moves closer to discuss something with Harry/Ron (it's totally platonic) and Moody bursts in brandishing his wand yelling "CONSTANT VIGILANCE" and then proceeds to give them both the sex talk with surprisingly excruciating details about the horrors of childbirth, STIs, and just sex in general (I picture diagrams). The remainder of the trio enters (idk how he gets past Moody's protections and w/o breaking his tirade) and slowly tries to back away but Moody catches him and makes him listen as well. By the end, the trio swear off sex and vow to turn into Buddhists or something. Sorry for rambling

Ooo it sux that you're going through a writer's block. Would you like to talk about it?

I love your ideas!

Honestly, I can't even imagine Moody as a dad. What would him parenting even look like?

As for my writer's block, eh. There's not much to say about it. I have a bad attention span and my personal life can be a bit stressful, so sometimes I just can't bring myself to type anything. I know what I want to happen in my fics, but I can't just decide to write and be done with it. Sometimes it's just not enjoyable to do, so I'd rather not make it a chore for myself.

Then I felt really pressured since I was querying agents to publish my original work, and it kinda spiralled. It happens.

A lot of people who get annoyed at my sporadic updates don't really take into account that when I started writing fics I was doing a gap year. I had sooo much time to write and almost no stress. Now I have a job. It's an entirely different situation.

[riddle-me-ri]

Riddler x F!Reader - Crossing the Line Pt. 2

A/N: Sooo dropped the ball at work so I’ma drop the next part for you guys :P Thanks so much for all the likes and reblogs on the first part! I appreciate every single one of you beautiful beans. I did NOT mean for this to be a 3 parter but...I got carried away rip. I promise I won’t have you guys waiting too long, I’ve already started on the final part. 

First Part Second Part (you’re here) Third Part 

Word Count: 2.2k like I said I got carried away rip

18+ Readers ONLY! Trigger Warnings: explicit sexual content, exhibitionism, cursing, violence, drinking, gun/weapon usage, heavy sexual harassment (Ed’s not doing the harassing)

Shit, shit, shit. I know I recognized him from somewhere. 

You sat between the guy who invited you over, Dave, and the golden-eyed brick of a man still leering at you like a hungry animal. He looks familiar but your mind’s hazy putting a name to the face. 

It’s one of Eddie’s guys…Don? Bob? One of the heavy lifters that help with shipments and backup for scraps with the Bat.

You sneak a glance over your shoulder to the only camera that has eyes on you. It felt like you had your actual back towards Ed. 

Shit. Hopefully, Eddie’s listening in…

You went in hoping to find evidence or some leads to a traitor, but not be ensnared immediately with the strongest contender. 

Quit jumping to conclusions…he hasn’t done or said anything to incriminate himself.

However, your instincts told you otherwise. You just wish he would stop staring daggers into you. 

“So…hiccup…w-what brings you here all by yousself?” The man next to Dave asks. You barely make out his name to be Connor and the guy furthest down is Steve. 

“Oh, just trying to unwind after a stressful week at the office.” You smile as you take a sip from your drink. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice the burly man beside you lower his eyelids and perk his lips in a sly smirk. 

“Ooohhh I hear ya!” chimes in Steve as he raises his glass so fast he almost raises himself off his seat. 

The still unnamed man chuckles at his friend’s plight. “I think you’ve ‘ad one too many Stevie.”

You turn to face him, slightly caught off guard to hear him finally speak. Trying to put off this uneasy disposition he befell upon you; you smile coyly and ask, “and I didn’t quite catch your name…Mister…?” 

“Ron, but cuties like you can call me Ronnie, or Daddy if you’re lucky enough.”

It took every ounce of control in you to not roll your eyes. 

“Oh well, we’ll just have to wait and see how lucky I can get, huh? Ronnie?”

He put his arm around the back of your chair and moves it up to wrap his arm around your bare shoulders. He squeezes your shoulder. 

“Oh, baby...you won’t have to wait long.”

The three men behind you began spectating the whole exchange, like some kind of National Geographic documentary on how to get some…the illegal way. 

Ron put his other hand on your knee. He has no problem getting under your dress because of the thigh-high slits on both sides. His hand began crawling up from your knee, heading to your upper thigh. The hand on your shoulder began rubbing it up and down in a false sense of comfort. 

You grab his wrist before it got any higher up your leg. 

“Now, now,” you try to keep your voice steady and defiant. Searching for any inkling of control over the situation. “Let’s not get carried away-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Ron cups his hand under your legs and wraps his other arm around your shoulder. In a blink of an eye, he places you on his lap. His friends’ eyes widen in awe. Your eyes widen in terror. 

“Aw c’mon, said it yourself, you wanna unwind. Lemme help ya, I could use some relaxation, too…”

You put your hand against his chest. “I think you’re relaxed enough.” 

You made eye contact with the camera. All Ed could see was you over Ron’s broad shoulders. You try to push and squirm from his grip, but he just tightens it. 

“Listen, baby, it wasn’t an option for you. After fucking over Gotham’s finest like Riddler, Penguin, and Two-Face for whatever mullah they can give me. I’m pent up and besides…” he leans closer to where there is no space between your bodies. 

He whispers the rest in your ear, “...my buddies wanna demonstration on how to properly fu-”

*click* 

Gasps fill the club as every light and sound is cut off instantaneously. 

You take this as a sign to book it. You gave Ron one last hard shove to the ground and start gaining some distance from the man. 

“*bzzt* Y/N! C-Can you hear me? I’ll lead you out. Be careful.”

You have never been more relieved to hear Ed’s voice. He directs you through the frightened and confused crowd. Drinks were spilling on you, the occasional drunk bumping into you. You barely hear Ron cussing you out over the ruckus. Hollering at you to come back and something about being a rude bitch. 

You may be a rude bitch soaked in booze but you are free from him. 

When you finally exit the building, the cool night air almost knocks you out. It takes time for your eyes to adjust to the light from the lampposts. Your body shook so much you couldn’t stop moving, so you kept walking down the sidewalk. 

More distance from that shit hole the better…

However, you did not get far. A small black car pulls up beside you along the sidewalk. Still trembling from your fried nerves you kept walking, not bothering to stop and see who was the driver. 

“Y/N! Darling, it’s me!” “Eddie?” You were finally able to reign your body to a halt as you watch Ed round the front of the car and walk towards you. 

When he reaches you, he puts his green jacket over your shoulders, gently turns you around, and guides you back to the car. 

“Come on, let’s get you home. It’s okay, it’s going to be okay.”

He opens the passenger door and you take a seat. You pass out as soon as your head hits the headrest. 

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You are close to breaking the water temperature knob on the tile wall. The water still did not feel hot enough. The suds began filling the bathtub floor from the excess soap. Your skin starts to tingle in irritation from how harsh you are scrubbing. 

It still was not enough. 

How fucking dare he!

Who did he think he was?

You would give anything to pummel his head into the pavement. You wish you would have splashed his whiskey in his face and broken the glass over his stupid head. 

Anything, any goddamn thing…but I fucking froze.

“Y/N…a-are you almost done? It has been over an hour and a half…I made you something to eat and some tea…whenever you are ready, darling.”

You hear his footfalls slowly echo away from the door. Before your eyes get glossy with fresh tears. 

Then there was Eddie. You hardly remember seeing him pick you up and put you in the car. You could hear him but couldn’t make out what he was saying. 

Oh god, is he disappointed in you?

Disgusted?

You don’t want to think about it, but you couldn’t stay here forever. You look around the bathroom for your fresh clothes.

Shit…

You were in such a rush to wash away Ron’s touches and scent from your body that you didn’t grab any clean clothes until you see a dark green sweater and black sweatpants hanging next to the towels. 

You smile softly, almost bursting out the waterworks again. He may be disappointed, but he isn’t disgusted at least. You wouldn’t lend your clothes to someone you found repulsive…right?

Once you get the sweater on, you can’t resist burying your face into the fabric. You are immediately overwhelmed with Ed’s scent. Your worries fade away. Ron is almost a distant memory. You emerge from the bathroom and walk down the small hallway to the living room. 

You found Ed over on the couch watching TV. Although the volume is so low you could barely hear it. When Edward looks up to see you, there is a pause until he smiles softly. Slowly, he gets up and walks towards you. He opens his mouth to say something but immediately closes it. 

Instead, he opts to lift his arms and hold them open. It took less than five steps before you immediately wrap your arms around him and he wraps his arms around you in return. Ed rubs your back soothingly as you softly start whimpering into his shoulder. 

“I-I’m sorry…” you mutter.

Ed lifts his head from your shoulder, with a quirked eyebrow. “What are you apologizing for? You have nothing to–”

“I-I…I failed…” you sniffle. “A-And I almost got–”

Ed stops you with his index finger pressed to your lips. “That encounter was not your fault. Drunk or not, Mr. Hanson crossed a line. He was entirely in the wrong. If anyone should apologize it should be me for letting him go as far as he did.”

“Did something happen? I-I noticed you went quiet…I knew something had to have happened.”

You bring one of your hands up to his face and have your thumb caress his cheek. 

Edward’s eyes dart off to the side away from yours for a moment. 

He sighs before he explains, “apparently…Dent has a little tech security guru of his own. They kicked me off the cameras and cut the connection to your earpiece. It may not have been for long. But it still was too long for me not to have eyes and ears on you.”

Ed’s eyes are still wandering around anywhere but yours. Until he inevitably closes them and just relishes in your touch. He hates being defeated almost as much as being wrong. Even if it was just a small interference, nothing was too small when it came to you and your safety. 

He perks his head back up and kisses the palm of your hand that is still holding his cheek. He looks back into your eyes with a content smile. 

“And you didn’t fail, my dear. In his drunken stupor, Mr. Hanson admitted to being in alliance with Dent and Oswald…I only ever had him as hired muscle. Never for any informant roles.” 

You beam up at him. The night was not a total bust after all. You bring your other hand to cup his other cheek. His face is perfectly nestled in your hands like they were meant to frame it. You pull his face forward so his lips can meet yours in a sweet deep kiss. 

You both tighten your hold on each other. Your hands instantly grab the back of his head as your fingers comb into his soft curls. His hands go further down to the end of your back and pull you closer to him.

Ed starts walking backward, pulling you to join him on the couch. As he sits down you are quick to straddle his lap. The kiss has grown more passionately at this point. Tongues swirl around each other before diving into the moist caverns of one another’s mouths. 

Ed dares to break the kiss but does not hesitate to continue the intimate moment. He lowers the neckline of the sweater to where your shoulder is exposed. He tucks his head between your neck and shoulder. Now with more skin exposed he starts kissing your skin feverishly from the bottom of your earlobe to your shoulder. 

One of your hands is still drowning in his sea of hair and the other is hanging onto his shoulder like a lifeline. 

“Eddie…”

“Mm?” 

As if speaking too loudly would ruin this passionate moment between you two. You turn your head to whisper in his ear. 

“I wanna make him pay, Eddie. I want him to know he never had a chance with me…”

Edward groans and squeezes your ass in response. 

You start slowly grinding your hips into his groin in a circular motion. Never seizing his assault on your skin, Ed starts licking back up your neck and gently nibbling your ear lobe. 

“And I don’t want to stop with him…I want all your crew to know. You’re the only one that can touch me like this. Kiss and hold me like this.”

You gasp blissfully as his teeth finally sink into the conjunction of your shoulder and neck. His bulge is very prominent now and you can’t resist the pleasurable friction it provided as you continue grinding against him. 

“I want them to know…” another gasp from another bite. “I’m yours, and yours alone. If they so much as look at me…they are done for.” 

Edward is lapping at the fresh marks blossoming under his lips before he lifts his head back up to look at you. 

You cup his face with your hands again. He looks gorgeous like this. Hair falling to the front of his face, all in a disarray from your wandering hands. His pretty face flushed red, his chest slightly heaving from the pleasure building up. When he looks like this tenfold after sex, he is divine. 

“You want me to make an example out of him? Show my men who you belong to? That you’re all mine?”

“Yes sir,” you smirk at the low growl he tried to muffle. You know him too well. You know all the right buttons and when to press them. 

He leans in abruptly to seal his lips with yours. You smile into the kiss, your thumbs caress his cheeks before your hands crawl back into his hair. 

Before he lifts you to take you to your shared bedroom, he smirks at you. 

“Consider it done, darling.”

[peculiar-lover]

Finding Courage

Request: Can we have one about the Yule ball where Neville tries to ask you but you've already been asked and your date ends up ditching you so Neville comforts you, that would be sooo cute

Neville is sweating bullets just thinking about asking you to the the Yule ball but he may have lost his chance...

Just ask. Ask them. Ask them. Ask them.

"Hello, Neville!" You greeted while sitting down right next to him. Neville jumped a little, surprised, and worried that you might hear his thoughts.

“Y-y/n! Hi!" Neville straightened his posture and tried not to fidget as much. "So y-y/n I wanted to ask if-" Neville tried to gather all the confidence he had and ask you to the yule ball but the moment he looked into your eyes his face got all red, "if you are having a good day t-today?" You smiled and looked down shaking your head. So sweet. You thought to yourself.

"Today is going really well. I have been thinking about the yule ball quite a lot, and who I will go with. It's only a few days away now." You looked up at Neville, hoping that he caught on to how desperate you wanted him to get the hint and ask you. "Have you got someone in mind, Neville?"

Neville stared into your eyes for a while, trying to bring himself to ask you to the ball right then and there. He shook his head, "N-no." Neville looked back down at his book fidgeting with the lining of his sleeve. You felt the slight fluttering in your chest drain. You frowned thinking that maybe Neville did not want to go with you. Frustration quickly took over and so you stood up from your seat dramatically enough for Neville to worry.

"Y-your leaving?" Neville asked.

"Yes. I don't want to disturb you, I need to go do my own thing." You walked away before Neville could say goodbye. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid Neville hit his forehead a few times. You really blew it, Longbottom.

"Neville, don't go smothering your face now. What happened." Ron and Harry both sat down beside him, concerned about what they just witnessed. "Y/n looked upset? What happened." Harry asked.

"I-i didn't think she was upset. S-she just asked about the Yule ball. I wanted to ask her to go with me because I couldn't bring myself to do it." Neville crossed his arms on the table and laid his face on them.

"C'mon now Neville, Y/n has been smitten over you for a while now, It's obvious! Go ask her now before someone else does." Ron patted Neville's back which did give Neville some encouragement. . Neville stood up, "Alright. I'll ask her." He quickly tried to catch up to you hoping that you were not too far off. Before he turned a corner he heard Draco's voice and was about to turn a different way until he heard your voice.

"So y/n. What do you say? Spend the night with me at the yule ball?" Neville heard you giggle and accept Draco's request. He walked back to his dorm trying to ignore the heart-shattering moment he witnessed. You done it, Neville.

It was the night of the Yule ball and Neville felt conflicted with his feelings about tonight. He was so excited to finally dance but felt remorse every time he realized it would not be with you. He was in the middle of the dance floor, Ginny's hands in his and dancing to the first song. As he looked up from ginny, he caught you. Merlin, she's beautiful. Neville thought to himself but he was so entranced that he slipped up his steps and stumbled a bit. Ginny didn't mind as she quickly managed to resync their dancing. Neville couldn't stop looking at you. You were alone standing by the large entrance doors. You looked up into the crowd and locked eyes with Neville. You smiled at him but quickly walked out of the ballroom. You were on the verge of tears Concerned, Neville explained to Ginny that he had to catch up to you.

"It's fine Neville, go see what happened." Neville took the queue and quickly tried to catch up to you once again.

"Y-y/n." You looked up from the floor when You heard Neville call your name. He saw you sitting on the stairs and sat right next to you. "W-why are you out here. Shouldn't you be in there with...Draco?" It hurt Neville to say his name, reminding him how dreadful he felt realizing that he couldn't take you to the ball.

"That, that asshole literally let Pansy Parkinson take him away! He was not worth the fight so I just walked away." You shook your head in annoyance trying hard to ignore how the whole situation really tore at you. "Anyways, I think I'll just miss out on tonight and head back to my dorm-"

"W-would you like to dance?" Neville cut you off. He didn't want to ruin his chance again, so before you could answer he took your hand and pulled you up from the stairs.

"Neville, what about" You tried to pull away from him, feeling guilty that you would ruin his night as well.

"Ginny, well..." He turned his head to the dance floor and you both saw Ginny having the time of her life with her friends. You giggled and smiled back at Neville. Another waltz song came on signaling to both you and Neville that it was time for you both to dance...together. Your chest started to fill back up with its usual fluttering feeling, something only he has ever managed to make you do. Neville held you close and danced somewhat smoothly.

"Wow, Neville, you really can dance huh?" You giggled looking down at your feet. "I-in all honestly y/n, I practiced a lot. A lot because I did not want to step on you and hurt you in any way." You looked back up at Neville's face. You had his full attention.

"Me?" You asked. "Y-yes, see I wanted to ask you to the ball, I guess Draco beat me to it when I saw him ask you. You have no idea how happy I am that he did what he did, I wouldn't be dancing with you now." Still dancing in his arms you smiled and couldn't help yourself but lean forward and kiss him. Neville and you paused on your dancing.

"Neville, you have no idea how happy I am to hear that. I really thought that you didn't like me and didn't want to go to the Yule ball with me. I guess that's why I wasn't in my head when I accepted Draco's request." You both hugged each other tightly, swinging back in forth to the beat of the slow dance song.

"I-I know a hex, i-if you're okay wi-" Neville started but you cut him off by pulling out your wand. "Oh definitely, way ahead of you." You spent the rest of the night dancing and making fun of Draco constantly stepping on Pansy's feet

A.n: Ah this is not so good from all the other yule ball stories I've read but I hope you guys liked it. Please REBLOG! I love the hearts but if I see more reblogs I know that I need to update more!!!!

[vivithefolle]

Is it true that Ron treated Hermione poorly?

If you ask me, I think Hermione treated Ron worse than he treated her; but of course, there were times where Ron could be really shitty to Hermione, without provocation (well, rather, no reasonable provocation). In my opinion the biggest examples are the Yule Ball in Book 4 and the whole period in Book 6 before he dates Lavender.

The Yule Ball, there's really no excuse. Sure, you could imagine that Hermione showing up on Viktor Krum's arm while before she'd been nothing but contemptuous of him gave Ron whiplash and may have triggered a bout of Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria, but that's 1) a headcanon (a great one but a headcanon nonetheless) 2) not an excuse, it explains why Ron reacted so violently but he still reacted badly and Hermione deserved none of it.

The pre-Lavender situation is more ambiguous to me... first off, because you can so clearly see that Rowling is pulling all the stops to force Ron into Lavender's arms so he "learns his lesson" - a lesson he didn't need to learn because he didn't seem to care much about other girls aside from Hermione. So wow, he thinks Rosmerta and Fleur are pretty, big deal, he's not actually trying to get together with them. So I'm already biased here, because I can see that Rowling is forcing this on Ron, because she has a fetish for "boys being stupid and being taught their place" and that's, yeah, ew. And then, the sympathy I have for Hermione vanishes entirely with one word: Oppugno. And Rowling's attempts to make me feel sowwy for her poor little Hermione who cwies because of big bad Won-Won only serve to fuel my utter contempt further. So go ahead, Hermione, cry. Cry like the little punk bitch you are because in the end we all know that Ron is gonna have to apologize to you while everyone else pats your back in sympathy. So while you sit on your royal Author's Darling ass moaning about how Won-Won is sooo mean to you and all other characters are forced to be all gentle and nice to you, know that I'm enjoying every single one of your tears like they're the finest of wines.

... wow, can you tell I'm bitter or what?

So anyway. Yes, on occasion Ron has treated Hermione poorly. On occasion. So did Hermione, and I feel she treated him poorly more frequently than Ron did her, by casually insulting him/belittling him in daily conversations, while Ron's ribbing is intersped with compliments which helps cement the "insults" as just being teasing. Hermione, however, hardly bothers to repay the favour.

[pebblysand]

Hello!!! Hope you're enjoying your well earned vacations and a very happy birthday to you!!! If you're free can you please state Ron's opinions about Hinny (in castles) and their post war life as well as what the rest of the other Weasleys felt about the same. Since the Weasleys have been such a closely knit family they must be extremely hurt and concerned about both Harry and Ginny and their traumas. Did they ever feel excluded when it comes to Ginny's life since she wasn't sharing much and they wouldn't know how to help her out. I wonder how they dealt with all of it especially while grieving for Fred. (If possible please write a long post about this or a fic. I'm sooo in love with your works!) Have a great weekend!!! Loads of love!

Hello and thank you!! Such a lovely message! This is an old ask (sorry for the delay) and now, I've already sort of answered this a couple days ago re:Ginny in a long post (I hope you saw that), so I don't have that much to add. Regarding Harry, I think Molly is worried as well, but obviously he's not her son, so there's always a bit of awkwardness in that particular brand of meddling. Plus, it's hard for her to ask anything given that he's been avoiding the burrow, not knowing how to handle the Hinny situation.

As for your question on whether they feel excluded, I think yes, but as you pointed out yourself, what can they do, you know?

Anyway, thanks again for your question and your kind words, really appreciate it! Let me know if you still have questions :).

[strawberri-blonde]

Familiar - Fred Weasley

PAIRINGS: Fred Weasley x Reader

SUMMARY: Fred and your familiar don’t get along.

WARNINGS: Mentions of sex and a few curse words.

Your familiar Lenanx has had your back through thick and thin, he was there when your parents disowned you for having your grandmothers gift. He kept you going even when you wanted to give up. So when you started school at hogwarts, it was a big adjustment for the both of you. People kinda thought it was strange how Lenanx literally followed you everywhere, then it was the fact that you were a half blood. So to say the least you didn’t have much friends however that all change when you met the trio; Harry, Hermanie and Ron.

Ron was the first you met out of the three; you had poisons together and let’s just say he’s not that good with measurements. The first time you two were paired together a poison exploded in your face causing it to turn green and you couldn’t help but laugh because that had to be the funnest thing to happen to you in a long time. After Ron apologized so much that that’s all he would say to you, he then invited you to sit with him and his friends, and that’s how you met the twins. Once they heard the story they loved the fact that you took everything with a grain of salt and surprisingly quite fun to be around. Fred however, especially has taken a liking to you. He feels as if he’s enchanted by every little thing you do, and everyone can see it, even the orange tabby cat. His green eyes would watch as his hands would squeeze your shoulders, or the slightly caress your hands with his. You however didn’t noticed a thing, so when Fred approached you after a quidditch match you didn’t expect the out come.

-

“Y/n.” You clenched Lenanx closer to your chest as you heard your name being called out. Turning away from Hermanine, you were surprised to be met with Fred.

“Hey, Fred.” Seeing your bright smile made Fred’s shine brighter but once his eyes locked with your cat it dropped a little. The little creatures eyes were squinting like he was actually glaring at the boy. “You played so good.” Hearing your voice snapped his eyes away from the orange creature back towards you.

“Well, you know. They team couldn’t survive without me.” Fred leaned forward some trying to lower his words. You rolled your eyes then shoved his shoulder causing some hair to fall in front of your face. Seeing this Fred quickly brushed it behind your ear and before you could even respond, Lenanx hissed then pawed at the boy.

“Ah, you-” Fred let out a groan while you gasped.

“Lenanx, no.” Putting him down you went over towards the twin and cradled his hand in yours. “I’m so sorry. He’s never like this.” Without realizing how close the two were, when you leaned forward to check on how deep the claws went your forehead  collided with his chin.

“Damn.”

“I’m sorry.” With his one good hand, he rubbed his newest wound while you basically threw yourself on him. “Fred I’m so sorry.”

“S’okay.” The Weasley tried to compose himself before looking down at you. “But I might need something to make me feel better.”

“Anything.” You spoke without question.

“Well,” Fred tilted his head before leaning down towards your ear. “You can let me take you out this Friday.” Right there you could’ve sworn that your heart stopped in your chest. You’ve had the biggest crush on the Weasley and never figured that he would’ve asked you out. Letting your cheeks turn a slight pink you responded.

“Of course.” The smile that you both wore could be seen a mile away. Both of the Gryffindors were so wrapped into each other that they didn’t notice the cat at your feet. When he rubbed his body against your leg you bent down to pick him up, making Fred step back not wanting to be scratched again. “I’ll see you Friday.”

Seeing the evil look in the cats eyes had Fred smile back with spunk. “I can’t wait.” And just like that the war between the two began.

As y’alls relationship grew so did their anger towards one another. Whenever Fred would sleep on Lenanx’s side of the bed, the cat would shit in his shoes. When the familiar would act like the boy ‘stepped’ on his tail later that day Fred put a spell on the cat so his hair would fall out. It would only last twenty four hours but for Lenanx the winter time wasn’t his friend.

And just like today, it was no different. Fred and Georage thought it would be a great idea to prank Snape by bombing his office with a stink bomb. The pair made it towards the Gryffindor’s common room where they ran into you. At first you were too engrossed with your book to noticed but Lenanx did. With ease, the familiar jumped down the table to hide underneath. “Y/n!” Snapping your attention away from your book Fred slipped in the chair beside you and slide his arm around your shoulder, while George sat across from you. “Act like we were here all day.”

Hearing those words from Fred, you quickly caught on to what they did. They oblivious pranked someone. “What did y’all do.” Both of the twins let smirks take over their features.

“Now if we told you that.” George began as Fred leaned closer to you making it so his lips were so touching to your ear.

“We’d have to kill you.” Shivers ripped through your body missing his touch. You turned your head in his direction and pressed your soft lips against his smaller ones. Without skipping a beat Fred placed a hand on your thigh and cupped your cheek with the other, to deepen the kiss.

“Oh get a room.” Feeling something hit the both of your heads, with great despair you parted and turned to the other Weasley. You rolled your eyes at his words from all the times you actually tried to be alone in their shared room but George seemed to always interrupt, even when he was warned.

“Oh my dear brother.” Fred’s threw this arm around your shoulder and gave you a comforting squeeze making it more than habit to lean into his touch. “We surely will.” Laughing at himself, George joined in causing you to playfully shove his arm off of you. With all of this commotion neither of you realize the disappearance of the orange tabby and Fred  definitely didn’t realize that his scarf with his initials embroidered on, do to his mothers doing, was no longer on the table.

An hour had past and George left not so long ago and Lenanx rested on a chair that faced your direction keeping the two of you in his view. Fred pulled you into his side with his hand on your cheek and the other on your lower back with lips on yours. You however couldn’t keep your hands in a single place. It’s been sooo long since the two of you had any alone time. The last time you felt his body crashing into yours was a week or two ago and it had to be a quickie in a dark corner because both of your roommates were in your rooms.

Heat began to pooled in your nether region making you move more into his lap brushing your groan against his. From that single action alone Fred broke away from you to let out an aired grunt. Hearing his noise, you moved your lips away from his and traveled towards his pale neck that begged to be marked by you. Between the kissing, sucking and biting, you managed to pull away for a moment to tell some excited news.

Both of you were breathing heavy and couldn’t stop smiling when you looked into his eyes. “Hermanie is staying with the boys tonight to get us have some privacy.” Fred’s fingers moved the collar down from your shirt to press an open kiss on your jugular.

“Well what are we waiting for-”

“Fred Weasley!” Hearing Snape’s voice immediately caused the Weasley boy to pull away from you then gently push you off of him to shield you from his view.

“We were just snogging Professor I bet you did it-”

“What is this?” Fred couldn’t get his words out as the insufferable scent from the twins smell bomb filled both of their nostrils. You covered your nose with your hand while Fred lifted his shirt to try and mask it. Then that’s when he noticed what Snape had in his hands. It was his yellow and red striped scarf with his intials clear as a summers day. “You want to tell me why this was on my desk and why there was a stink bomb in my office.”

Trying his best to misdirect the situation Fred leaned forward. “Well you see.”

“Dention for the next two weeks Weasley you can kiss quidditch practice goodbye as well. Let’s see how Gryffindor does without their star player.” Before either could reply the older man grabbed Fred by the ear and yanked him off the chair.

“Wait for me my love.” You offered him a loving smile and wave, as you watched him be dragged off to spend detention with Professor Snape. But one thing didn’t add up. Fred and George were really good when it came to pulling pranks, too good even. It’s not like either of them to make a mistake and when you think about it you remembered Fred taking the scarf off before he sat down next to you.

Meow. The soft animalistic noise brought you out of your mind as Lenanx jumped off the chair and strolled over towards you raising his head wanting to be pet. Without hesitation you picked the little beast up and brought him into your arms with a little kiss on his forehead. And as you did you noticed a foul scent. Your eyebrows fused together and your mind began to over think because something wasn’t adding up. 

Later that night you had cleaned your room and finished your homework making sure there would be no distractions when Fred showed. His white button up draped over your shoulders with your red lace matching set hidden underneath. The anticipation grew because you haven’t been intimate in sooo long. The moment the knock from your door echoed in your earrums you strumbled over your own feet to race towards the door. Once you opened it Freds eyes grew in size when he saw his shirt on your body. “Merlin, I’m one lucky bloke.” Giggles let your lips as he shut and locked the door behind him.

Hearing the click of the lock, you instantly crashed your body into his. Fred didn’t even budge from the act as he was expecting you to do so. Hs hands roamed your body as yours reached the tops of his shoulders to push his robe down onto the awaiting floor. Feeling the weight being lifted off his shoulders, his hands immediately went towards your butt and lifted you off the floor making it so your legs would wrap around his waist. A groan escaped your mouth as your mound grounded against his tone stomach. Feeling your eagerness the red head took big steps towards your bed. As you both were still engrossed in the kiss Fred pushed off all the pillows including Lenanx who was not happy and pulled back the bedcover the best he could because he knew no matter how adventurous the two of you got after a few minutes of recovering, you got cold.

Biting down on your lips, you let out more moans giving the Weasley more than enough confidence as he made his way down towards your neck. You on the other hand tried to suppress the moans but it’s just been a while, so instead you let all of the whimpers, and groans out. Wanting more you began to unbutton Fred’s shirt and that’s when Lenanx jumped on the bed and started to meow. Fred put his hand down you lace underwear to try and distract you. It seemed to work because all you could seem to focus on was the mind blowing sensation of his middle and ring finger pounding into you while his thumb preformed figure eights on your clit. Without any warning an animatic moan left your lips that for sure probably woke up some people.

And that’s when Lenanx hissed and scratched Fred right at the temple so close towards his eye. “Shit.” The Weasley pulled away from you making you sit up and cup his face in your hands to inspect the damage. Right as you saw the three bloody scratches, Fred jumped off the bed and pulled his wand out from the back of his pants. “You stupid beast. I’m so sick of you.” His movements advanced at the familiar with his wand pointed directly his way.

“Fred.” Not caring how indecent you were, you jumped out off the bed and grabbed his wand from his hand. Hearing his insults and the orange cats hissing; and that’s when it became too much. “That’s it!!!” Time seemed to still as Fred and Lenanx looked your way. Your eyes had the look of defeat while your hands were in your hair. “I’m so sick and tired of this.” You took a deep breath before sitting on your bed. “I should have known this was going to happen. I finally think I’ve found happiness and life comes around and fucks with me. I mean I have the perfect familiar who would die for me.” Lenanx sat down and lowered his head like he understood was she was saying. “Then I find you.” Tears entered your eyes making Freds heart break. “I’d never thought that I would find someone who would love me but I guess I was right.”

“Y/n don’t say that.” He tried to advance but you turned your head away from him making him stop moving. “I do love you.”

Without hesitation you spoke again with true pain shining through. “If you did love me then you would try to get along.“ lifting your head you looked in Lenanx’s direction. “I’m talking to you too. I know about your little stunt today. Actually, now that my mind is clear there are so many things that you’ve both done to each other.” You shook your head and lifted the covers to crawl underneath. “Please can you both leave. I need time to myself.”

“Babe-”

“Please.” Freds heart felt as if it broke in half watching you turn to face the wall so you couldn’t look at him. Feeling defeated he opened the door with Lenanx falling behind hanging his head low. Fred didn’t make it far as he slid down the wall that was right beside your door and Lenanx sat across from him. Anger filled his chest as he looked at the beast, but as he continued to stare another feeling entered his soul. It was remorse. The cat completely laid down on the cold stone with his paws stretched out in front and had his head rested on them. His green eyes swirled with sorrow, something that Fred has never seen before. Normally, it was disgust or love (of course when he looked at you). “I hope you know this is your fault.” Lenanx didn’t even bother to look at the boy. “If you would have just trusted me none of this would have happened. You like her other friends. Why am I different?” Knowing the cat couldn’t respond the Weasley bent his head back so it was against the wall. “I just love her so much. I knew the moment Ron made her laugh in the dinner hall I was a sucker. Especially, when her nose scrunched up and her cheeks grew a shape of pink that reminded me of a penoy. Maybe that’s why they’re her favorite.” Hearing him ramble, Leanax sat up and tilted his head. “I guess I get why you didn’t want to share. I mean, it was just the two of you for so long that it was scary when she started to get friends. Then I came along wanting to be more and I just you thought she wouldn’t need you anymore because she had friends and a boyfriend.” The little creature shuffled closer moving towards Fred’s side. “But she will always need you, you little bastard. I mean who else will keep me in shape if I mess up.” Fred laughed at himself before he continued. “I mean her heart is so big. I think she has more than enough room for us both. So what I’m saying is how about we get along for her sake?” Moving his head to look down at the creature, the two had an intense stare off before the cat did something Fred never in a million years thought would happen. Lenanx brushed his head against the redhead’s hand. Petting his head, the Weasley noticed how soft the familiar was. “Ok, so this is happening.” Silence washed over the two as they had their bonding moment filled with pet rubs and silent purrs. “Now it’s time to apologize.” Fred was careful as he picked up the orange beast, still scared that Lenanx might snap at any moment.

The Weasley knocked of the wooden door, half expecting not to get a reply and he was right; so he knocked again and slowly opened the door. “Y/n.” Your back was facing the door and anger filled your body from just hearing the redheads voice. You needed space right now. “Babe please.”

Frustration filled your body as you aggressively turned around. “Just leave-” your words were caught in your throat when you saw that recognizable that orange ball of fur residing in your boyfriends arms. You had to rub your eyes to make sure you weren’t seeing things. “What...”

“You’re right.” Fred slowly walked your way with Lenanx still in his arms. You moved over so he could sit beside you and as soon as he did you rubbed the cat’s forehead. “If we did love you we would get along and learn to deal with each other.” A smile formed on your face as Fred bumped into your shoulders. “So here is just two fellow red heads asking their girl if you would forgive them for just wanting you all for ourselves.” Lenanx jumped out of Fred’s arms making it so you could lean into the boys touch.

“You mean that, no more fight.” The pair looked at each other then back at you.

“We’ll try our best.” Knowing those words were true, you pressed a kiss onto Fred’s lips.

You both still felt some affects from the earlier entanglement and the heat began to rise. Unbuttoning his shirt, Fred looked towards Lenanx. “I get her tonight and you can have her cuddles all morning.” The creature squinted his eyes before walking towards the door signaling that he wanted out, not wanting to be in the room as they are spending intimate time together.

Fred jumped up with glee as he opened the door for the kitty and made a face towards your half naked body. “God, I’m going to destroy you.”



[wukindly]

An Important Issue

Hello, followers and non-followers who are bumping into this post! How are you doing? I hope everything is alright with you, folks. I’m here once again to talk about my situation and give you a bit of more information on how that commission thing is going to work. In case you have no idea what I am talking about, I was fired from my job a few days ago. 

I think it’s right to say that this year hasn’t exactly been easy for anyone - we are all trying our best to keep going and not let this whole situation get us down. However, being unemployed right now is difficult. I’ve been on Tumblr for a long time and it has always been my pleasure to write fanfics for free so everyone could read them... But, in the light of this new reality, I thought that I could earn some money from something I really enjoy doing: writing.

If you’re interested in helping me, please click on the “read more” button - I’m going to explain a bit more of how the request system is going to work. If you can’t help me, I appreaciate that you’ve read this post so far and would be really thankfull if you could reblog it so it can reach more people.

Oh, if you’ve bumped into this on the Cinderella Phenomenon or BTS tag, I would recommend you to read it until the end. The conditions for these fandoms are different from the others. 

Thank you!

Hello again for those who have decided to keep reading this! 

I won’t be opening my requests for all of the fandoms I’ve written before, so the first thing you should do is to check this list. I've linked my work to each fandom name, in case you want to check out my writing before considering requesting.

° Descendants: I've mostly written for Carlos De Vil, but I am open to write for Evie as well.

° Harry Potter: Requests will be open for Harry Potter himself, Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom from the Golden Trio Era. I will also write for young Sirius and Remus from the Marauders Era, though.

° I Am Not Okay With This: Requests are very open for Stanley Barber. Can handle some angst for him.

° IT (2017/2019): Keep it in mind that I am better when I'm writing teenagers and stuff, but I would be down for some adult losers fics. I write for everyone in the Losers Club, so be free to request something for any of them.

° Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar Children: oh, I've missed writing for this fandom. You can request for Millard Nullings, Enoch O'Connor, Hugh Apiston and Horace Somnusson. I've read the first three books, but I still have to catch up with the rest so, if your request is book-related, keep that in mind.

° Mystic Messenger: oh, my boys and my girl. Requests will be open for Saeyoung Choi, Yoosung Kim and Jaehee Kang. (Jumin and ZEN are quite difficult for me to write, I'm so sorry). I'm glad to say, however, that I'm halfway through Saeran route, so I think that pretty soon he will make it to the list as well.

° Star Wars: I absolutely love writing for Luke Skywalker, sooo requests will definitely be open for him. Anakin's requests are also open.

° Supernatural: I adore Sammy boy. I've only written for him once, but it was really fun and I loved it. Totally up for doing it again.

° The 100: okay, I haven't watched the last season yet and, to be honest, not sure if I would be able to write good stuff for the last seasons. If plot related, please, send requests for the first two seasons. I do accept AUs or Ark Era requests. I will be writing for Jasper Jordan, Monty Green, Bellamy Blake and John Murphy.

° The Chronicles of Narnia: ugh, love Edmund to death and I really miss writing for him. Requests also will be open for Lucy!

° The Umbrella Academy: I loved Season Two and would love to write for my favorite siblings. Opening my requests for Ben, Diego, Klaus, Five and Vanya!!

° Twilight: my one and only Twilight story kinda has lots of notes even though it was really short, I would love to write something longer for you guys. Requests will be open for Quil Ateara V, Embry Call and Seth Clearwater.

My requests will also be open for Cinderella Phenomenon and BTS! Since I haven’t written for neither of these fandoms before, the first few requests are going to be done for free - so the fans can get to know my writing before paying for anything. It’s going to be a good opportunity for me to test the waters with the characters as well!

° CP fans, feel free to send requests for Waltz, Fritz and Rod! I love those three boys to death and would love to write something for them. As for ARMY, you can request an imagine, headcanon or reaction for any of the boys!

Did you find someone that caught your eyes? Do you have a scenario idea for them? Before requesting, please, be sure to read the plot rules below:

I do not write smut. I’m really sorry about that, but I just don’t feel very comfortable with it. I’m all down for some heated make out sessions - but that is as far as I can go.

I don’t feel very comfortable writing sensitive subjetcs such as self harm.

I love sweet domestic stories, but am not really a fan of writing characters as parents.

This one is not exactly a rule, it’s more of a heads up for the ones that are not familiar with my writing yet: I’m at my best when I’m writing fluff and I’m a sucker for soulmate aus - I’m all in for those. Although I’m not very experienced in writing angst, you can request it if you want. I’m more than willing to try it out!

Okay! 

So, if you got to this point, you’ve probably found a character that you like in the list and have an idea that suits the rules. That’s great! If you still have any questions about what I’m willing to write, feel free to stop by my ask box or DM me - I will be more than happy to answer your question.

If you think you’re ready to send your request, I’m going to ask you to drop by my ask box. It’s a bit more organized than to keep my requests in my DMs. I’m going to analyze it and if I’m sure that I’m going to be able to write it properly, then I’m going to DM you so we can talk about the desired story lenght and a fair price for both parties.

I wanted to thank everyone that is considering to help me - it does mean a lot. And for those who knows that they can’t help, I do appreciate your attention.

Thank you, folks!

[boognish-worshipper]

Midnight City AU

i’ve been having fun writing this story, all these lil snippets n pieces comin together n shit,,, but i also find myself getting so frustrated writing sometimes even tho ik that’s a given with literally creating anything 😭 anyway uhhhh scheming shit ensues in this chapter, and we see another familiar pal pop up 🙏 also included obligatory reference to those aesthetic photos with song lyrics 🏃‍♀️💥

//Chapter 2: Oblivion

The vinyl store was a short walk from Sterling Lake, but Ron and Trevor decided to run there like idiots. Trevor was out of breath by the time they got there placing his hands on his knees, while Ron looked ready to keel over and pass out, pressing a hand against the front of the store.

“Remind me why we chose to run here?”

“So we could,” Ron wheezed out a breath, inhaling deep to stable himself.

“So we could hurry up and get Wade.”

“It was a rhetorical question.”

“Right. Sorry Trevor.”

Trevor swung the door open hastily, calling out for Wade right away. A head with muddy locs popped up in their direction.

“Hey Trevor! Hi Ron!”

“Wade! Get over here, no time for pleasantries!”

Wade rushed over to meet them outside.

“Get out of my G-damn store Trevor!”

“I’m going, Debra. Say hi to lovely Floyd for me, will ya?”

“Get out!”

The trio walked away from the place, not knowing where to head next.

“Let’s go talk in my truck, where we won’t be… disturbed by any fuckwad wearing Andés brand sherpa jackets. Why do they even need jackets out here? It’s like 90 degrees all the time!”

He was parked across the way from Sterling Lake, and as he went, he tried his best to avoid running into the clique of phony fucks. The minute they all piled in, Trevor peeled out so loudly it was surprising he tried being discrete at all.

“So, Ron. Fill Wade in.”

“What’s goin’ on?”

“It’s the Merryweather Night Club.”

“Ooh, are we goin’ in to see them pretty girls dance?”

“No, Wade.” Trevor interjected.

“Then what-“

“It’s about Steve.”

“Who?”

Trevor impatiently shot out a breath, trying his best to breakdown the situation to Wade. He put a hand to his face briefly before speaking again.

“Haines, Wade. Steven fuckin’ Haines.”

“Ohh him! That fancy dude at the park.”

“Yeah. The fancy dude at the park.”

“What about him?”

“Well Ron here caught word that Devin Weston is hosting some big event there for Haines and his crew.”

“We invited or somethin’?”

“For fucks sake- No, Wade. We’re gonna plan out how to completely crash and wreck the party, so we can get that club the fuck out of here.”

“How’re we gonna do that?”

“Well first, we’re gonna scope the place out. Get a better idea of what we’re dealing with here.”

Trevor thought to himself that if he didn’t have a good look from the outside, that’d he’d have to get a layout of the floor plans himself. It’s not like he hadn’t visited the club before, but he hadn’t been… sober exactly when he dropped by those few times. So it was basically like seeing it for the first time. If he couldn’t get much from the outside, he knew only one person who could accomplish getting the layout of the place.

“We’re almost there, get ready to do some creeping boys.”

The sun was setting, and soon it would be dark out. And when it got dark in Los Santos, it got dark. The only way the city could be visible was from the surplus of lights that were nearly everywhere, except for a few places. They at least had some darkness to rely on so they wouldn’t be spotted right away. Trevor parked a block away, and the three of them hid on the rooftop of the building across the way. Neon lights flickered on, reading “MERRYWEATHER’S SUNNY DAYS NIGHT CLUB”.

“Such a stupid fucking name. I mean, why is it called Sunny Days if it’s a night club?!” Trevor angrily muttered.

As the sky grew dark, the club began to stir, with some random rhythmic song starting up. Ron lifted a pair of binoculars he brought with him, and gasped.

“There he is! Mr. Weston himself!”

Trevor snatched the binoculars from Ron, causing him to crash into his side.

“Uh, Trevor, it’s still around my neck.”

“Then take it the fuck off, before I take it off for you.”

He fumbled around with it, tossing it into Trevor’s hands. Below them, he saw Devin standing outside, with a pristine woman beside him. Trevor whistled lowly, so they wouldn’t be heard.

“That lady’s wayyy out of that fucker’s league.”

He watched them speak to the bouncer outside, hearing them laugh about something before heading in.

“They’re probably laughing it up now, plotting their next move to take over the city!”

“Shut up Ron, we lost them.”

He growled in frustration, handing the binoculars back to Ron.

“Let’s sneak ‘round back, maybe we’ll see something there.”

As they left, Trevor made a mental note of where the Merryweather bouncers were placed. Two burly men guarded the entrance, with a thick velvety rope not too far in front of it. They had to avoid the streetlights, seeing as people like them were sure to raise suspicion being near one of the hottest night clubs in LS. He couldn’t be made, not when he already had a reputation there.

“Alright Ron, you see anything?”

They hid near a dumpster, away from the lights.

“Not really, it’s too dark-“

Suddenly, the back door swung open. Ron and Trevor ducked while Wade’s eyes were transfixed on who was coming out. Trevor yanked him down, holding a finger to his lips.

“So I says to him, ‘You ain’t payin’ me enough to stay on this failure of a fuckin’ show Solomon!’, old guy flipped the fuck out.”

“That’s that Pelosi actor though!” Wade said, rather loudly.

“Wade! Shh!”

“And then I- wait a minute. The fuck was that?”

“Shit! Shit!” Ron panicked.

“Yo!” Pelosi started to walk in their direction.

“We better get out of here. Now.”

All three of them scrambled up to run off back to Trevor’s truck.

“Get back here! Security!” The actor began to chase them, along with one of the Merryweather guards.

They continued to run down the block, Trevor breaking into a sprint so he could start the car up before anyone caught up to them.

“Get in! Get the fuck in!”

The truck revved up, and Trevor drove off in a haste. Even though it didn’t go as planned, Trevor couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Whew! What a rush, huh?”

“Rush?! We almost got caught, Trevor!”

“Yeah, only because Wade couldn’t keep it down for 5 fuckin’ seconds.”

“I’m sorry! That Pelosi guy is famous! I ain’t ever seen a actor up close.”

“Yeah, but he’s already washed up. Nothing special.”

“Isn’t he our age? How can he be washed up if he’s still-“

“Can it, Wade.”

Trevor came to the conclusion that there wasn’t enough visibility of the place from the outside. It didn’t have a single window. He mumbled to himself that he needed to go see a friend of his. The travel to El Burro Heights didn’t take long, with Trevor telling the other two to wait in the truck.

“Ron, please make sure he doesn’t do anything dumb.”

“Got it.”

“It was one time!”

He made his way up the steps, banging on the door. He lifted his head up to the outdoor camera, snarling at it.

“Let me the fuck in Wheels!”

The front door clicked open, and Trevor walked right in. He shut it behind him, and trotted over to a bedroom.

“Trevor. Didn’t think I’d see much of you again.”

“Neither did I old friend.”

“What is it. What do you want.”

The room was lit up with aqua and pink shades, a visual of a permanent sunset on his computer. Some kind of synth music played faintly. A nerdy looking guy was seated in a wheelchair next to a set up that looked like it was pulled right from the 90s, various posters and novelty items strewn about.

“Let me cut to the chase. It’s Merryweather again.”

“Again? Trevor, I thought we agreed you’d leave them alone!”

“Ah ah ah! I didn’t finish, Lest. Get this, there’s some big event going on soon. Steve Haines- some big get together with him and his posse of lame-os.”

“Really? Devin’s letting those guys in? I thought it was all big name people.”

“Yeah, well Steve isn’t exactly poor Lester. I thought we both knew that.”

“Duh, but still. He’s not exactly Devin’s type of crowd.”

“No no no, I think they might be in kahoots. Planning something.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Hmm. Let me see…”

He turned to the computer, clacking away on his keyboard. It was rather vintage looking, and Trevor was surprised it worked at all. Lester was into technology more than he was though, so he probably worked some kind of magic on it.

“Hm. You’re right. Seems like they’ve known one another for quite some time. Guess their dads work together.”

“Fuckin’ daddy’s boys.”

“But, I still don’t think interfering with that party is a good idea.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’ve had enough run ins with the both of them already.”

“But if we infiltrated the club, we could get it shut down!”

“What are you planning, some sort of raid? You and your buddies? 2 other people isn’t much to work with if you wanna take down one of the most popular clubs here.”

“That’s why I came to you!”

“For what?”

“So you could do your cyber shit, find the floor plans or something!”

“You know that’s gonna take a long time, right? I mean, getting the blueprints, not to mention finding other people who’re on board with the idea of it all-”

“Well no shit.”

“Are you paying me?”

“What?”

“I said, are you paying me?”

“What the fuck would I need to pay you for?”

“Taking time out of my day to get that done for you.”

“Right. Because you’re sooo busy.”

Lester frowned slightly, upset by the remark.

“I’m gonna just ignore that. Anyway, I’m not asking for a whole lot. Just something for the effort I’m putting in to find the plans.”

“So you’ll do it?”

“What choice do I have?”

“Absolutely none my friend!” He said, grin wide.

“Y’know you’re still gonna need to assemble a crew that doesn’t consist of only your… minions or whatever. That’s your part. Now shoo, let me do my thing.”

“Oh Lester the Molester you never let me down!” He said, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

“I told you to stop calling me that!”

“Aww, and here I thought you liked it!”

“Just go already. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right. No funny business.”

“But funny business is my specialty!”

“Oh my God, go!”

He made his way back over to the truck, seeing Wade passed out in the back. Slamming a hand on the truck bed, he yelled for him to wake up.

“Boys! We got some recruiting to do.”

“Wh-what? What d’ya mean? Who are we gonna find? I thought it was just gonna be us-”

“We’re not taking out one of the biggest clubs in LS on our own, Ron.”

“But I-”

“No buts! Now let’s go.”

They all drove across the city, back to the apartment complex Floyd lived in, Wade’s place being the first one you see pulling in. He had been nice enough to pitch in some cash to pay his rent, seeing as Wade basically had no money to begin with. The trio brainstormed for a bit, chattering away about needing to find people who hated those guys just as much as they did, before Wade and Ron promptly passed out. Trevor threw on a random shuffled playlist to keep him occupied as they slept, and some song he’d never heard before played. Some artist called Grimes? The intro was wobbly, like someone was shaking laminated paper. He kept it on, liking how funky it sounded. The music reverberated loud in his ears, the singer’s voice light and dreamlike compared to the dark, heavy tone of the song. It was the experimental stuff Trevor was into. He opened nosedivr, scrolling through his usual feed. This was a thing he did often when he couldn’t sleep. As he kept going through posts, he noticed he still followed Amanda; they stopped being friends long ago and the task of removing her on there slipped his mind. She had posted a new photo though, and he instantly recognized who she was with just from the shoes. It was that Michael guy.

@krystal-klear-tears

𝔦 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢, 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲.

#grunge aesthetic #lana del rey #lyrics #black and white aesthetic

His finger hovered over the reblog button, and he hesitated. What was he doing right now? He didn’t give a shit who Amanda was with anymore. Michael was just another name, another face, another person she was just gonna dump later on. She could never do commitment. That was the one thing he knew for sure in the period of time they had been friends. Amanda wasn’t exactly a bad person for it, she just didn’t express her feelings in the best way. It was why she jumped from guy to guy. They didn’t need anything more than her facade, her surface level personality. So when the time came that she would be close to showing her true colors, she’d cut them off. Trevor didn’t like that. If there was one thing he truly could not stand, it was people being two-faced. He wished Amanda embraced herself more. But like he said, it was whatever now. Soon enough, he wouldn’t see anymore posts like that.

Still, he figured he could unfollow her another day. Part of him did wanna see how long this one would last. Was that bad? Maybe. Who cares. By the time he had finished scrolling mindlessly on his phone, he’d finally grown tired. He wanted to dream about tomorrow, because tomorrow promised a plan in the works, and it was fucking spectacular. He couldn’t let something so meaningless like a new boyfriend of hers distract him. Yet despite that, he still found himself wanting to know more. This was the first guy in a while that Amanda got with that she didn’t run to tell him about. It felt… strange. But again, he couldn’t let that distract him from what was at the front of his mind. He didn’t have time for that. He had to focus on Merryweather first and foremost. Shutting his eyes, a smile grew on his face. He was finally gonna take those stupid fucks down.

//sorry if these seem short rn,,, it’s gonna be a slow build up tbh. it’ll be worth it later on when i complete future chapters lol. don’t wanna rush it too much ,, also i feel like i’m gonna accidentally make this sound all over the place so uh apologies in advance 💯 i will go into more detail abt amanda n trevor’s friendship in this too btw so expect that eventually ig

[jaylixjun]

last kiss pt.2

this is part two of the song fic “last kiss” ! it’s down below if you want to read it !!

https://winchester-fredweasleysgf.tumblr.com/post/650322643337232384/last-kiss

fred weasley x reader

angst

fred stood outside of his flat after he closed the door. he looked in front of him shocked.

did he just do that ?

he was able to hear her sobs from the open window, her trying to catch her breath and mumbling things to herself .

yes, he did that.

he finally felt the tears fall and stream down his face, he contemplated in going back but couldn’t.

he gripped his little messenger bag filled with two outfit changes and toiletries with one hand.with his free one, he wiped his tears with his sleeve, he couldn’t look back and her sobs sounded louder and louder to him.

he picked up his feet,feeling heavy like if he was wearing concrete shoes as he walked to george’s flat a few blocks away, tears falling down.

a few moments earlier….

fred had gotten home a few hours later than he intended.

12:30am read the clock

he had been working since early morning and felt exhausted, this wasn’t the first time this happened, the shop kept getting busier and busier by the minute.

fred got in his flat quietly trying not to wake y/n.

“freddie ? is that you ?” he heard from upstairs

“huh yeah it’s me” he mumbled as he saw her come down the stairs in her cute hedgehog pajamas and fox slippers

“hello love, how was work today ? i’m assuming fun ?” she said sarcastically smiling as she pointed at his tired face and tried to go in for a kiss

“it was fine , im gonna go take a shower” he said dodging it and walking up the stairs .

she would be lying if she said that didn’t sting, but she brushed it off , he probably did have a hard day.

“uh o-okay , i’ll make you some tea”

she wasn’t sure if he even heard.

-

20 minutes later, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs, she was confused when he wasn’t in his pajamas .

“you sure you’ll sleep comfortable in that ?” she giggled grabbing his favorite mug and pouring the hot water into the mug along with a tea bag .

“where are you thinking of going at this hour freddie?” she asked turning around to get fred some biscuits

“george’s”

“how come?” she asked confused “are you two going to work on something new?” she asked again, putting the biscuits beside him and sitting down.

“no” he said

“then ?”

“we should break up” he said suddenly pushing away the tea and cookies .

“wait what ?”

“please don’t make me repeat it”

“but why ?!” y/n asked feeling her throat closing and tears breaming her eyes

“is this one of your pranks?” she said trying to blink the tears away smiling

“no, it’s not, i’m sorry” he said standing up

“wait wait hold up, i’m so confused what happened ? aren’t we going to talk about it? freddie? what’s wrong?” she said standing up too , all he did was walk towards the closet and got his messenger bag .

y/n went after him and held his hand.

“freddie, are you serious ? what happened? why are we breaking up, what did i do? did i do something? why are you leaving??” she said, couldn’t keep away the tears, she felt everything coming apart, she cried a little bit more when he pulled away his hand and adjusted his bag.

“im sorry y/n”

“this is how you’re gonna leave me? you’re not even gonna tell me why? you’re better than this!! please fred, don’t leave, tell me what happened !”

“i’ll be looking for a new flat soon,i’m going to stay with george for a bit,i will be coming for my stuff tomorrow”

“please freddie, i love you, can’t we talk for like at least five minutes??!”she said frantically

“goodbye y/n” fred said walking towards the door

“please please don’t! don’t l-leave me like this, i can’t just please don’t” she said sobbing and choking on her words.

he just opened the door and left.

she couldn’t believe it.

they were fine that morning before he left to work

-

that morning…

fred and y/n we’re sleeping peacefully, his arms around her , his face nuzzled in her neck, he held her like if she was his teddy bear.

beep beep beep beep !!

he heard the first time the alarm went off, he really had to be early that day, he had been waking up at night due to him being on the look out making sure he didn’t over sleep.

he reached over and turned it off groaning, y/n shifted feeling fred move and eventually waking up right away.

“fred ?” she said groggy from sleep and barely waking up

“shh it’s okay darling, i’m just going to go get ready for work, you can go back to sleep”

“hmm noo i’ll get up too”

“love it’s okay” he said giggling at her bed head, still thinking she was beautiful”go back to sleep” he kissed her forehead.

when fred went to go change, y/n got up stretching her limbs and getting her slippers.

“what are you doing up?” he asked smiling up at her

“well, since you’re rushing to go to work and probably won’t have time to get breakfast right now, i know you’re not going to eat until later sooo i though why not make you something !” she said blowing at kiss his way and running down to the kitchen before he got to protest,making him shake his head and laughing quietly to himself while he buttoned the last of his buttons in his shirt.

-

he went down after he had done everything to get ready for work, hearing y/n wash the dishes downstairs.

“hey darling”

“hey freddie”

“why are you washing by hand, we have magic you know?”

“yeah but its okay to do it like this once in a-hey !”she said as fred casted a spell for them to clean themselves

“you’re welcome” he said with a smirk

“whatever” she rolled her eyes

“anywayss , i made you a quick omelette, i know you have to go and i didn’t have enough time to make you something else but you need to eat something”

“it’s perfect y/n/n , thank you, i’ll eat it fast over there”

“here i made george one too, he’s probably rushing just as much as you are”y/n said handing him a container with his breakfast

“thank you, i’m sure he’ll appreciate it”he said kissing her nose making her blush

“oops i have to go love” he said going over for his jacket

“alright, be safe okay ?” she said walking towards him

“i always am” he said smirking

“hmm yeah okay” she said while he placed his hands on her face and held her delicately, stroking his thumb across her cheekbone looking into her eyes.

“i love you” they said at the same time, making fred smile and y/n blush, they leaned in, giving each other a sweet kiss, making them melt inside.

“alright lover boy, you’re gonna be late for work” y/n said , her cheeks tinted pink after their kiss

“only because you say so” he said kissing her hairline before going over to the counter and grabbing his and george’s breakfast.

“i love youuu !!!” he said running out the door turning around to look at her

“i love you most” she said waving at him before he left.

…never thought that would be their last kiss.

-

what went wrong ? y/n didn’t know nor have any sort of clue what.

an hour later of her crying in the living room, she got up and grabbed her suitcases.

she went up to their room and packed all of her belongings.

she grabbed her wand by the nightstand trying to get out of the house as fast as she could.

she got a hold of her suitcases,knowing she forgot a thing or two but didn’t really care, and aparated to hermione’s and ron’s front step, she almost went to ginny but she knew she would tear fred a new one no matter what time it was.

ron and hermione were pissed at fred when they found out, they let her stay the night there before she went to look for an apartment in the morning.

-

when fred told george about what happened, george was screaming and cussing him out, calling him an idiot almost telling him to get out, but he couldn’t and although fred didn’t cry and acted tough, george could see he was hurting.

the next morning when fred went to go pick up his things,he knew something felt off. when he entered the house it felt empty, not that he expected it to be filled with love though, it was too quiet, he slowly went upstairs to their bedroom and saw the closet door open but no y/n, he saw all of her things were gone and knew she moved out instead. he sat in the bed and let his tears fall.

within two days of them breaking up, all the weasley’s had already found out, all of them upset with fred for leaving her with no explanation, he felt embarrassed to tell them why.

george visited y/n in her new flat for the whole week of her living there. when he went back one day and saw the “for rent” sign back up, he went up and knocked on the door frantically until one of the person living there told him that a young lady had moved out that morning.

he quickly went over to fred’s house and screamed at him. he cried that his best friend was gone and didn’t know where she went. he didn’t talk to fred for about a week.

-that was months ago .

fred knew george had been hanging out with y/n and that so had ginny,ron,hermione and harry. he never said anything or ask about her because he knew he had no place in doing that.

he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss her. some days, he would be grumpy and other days he would lock himself in his room crying softly over her. he thought no one noticed, but of course his twin always knew.

over the months, he had less and less of an idea on why he broke up with her,he kept saying he did the right thing but then he would always doubt himself. he had pushed his feelings about this for a while saying he didn’t deserve to be sad about this situation, so now it was hitting him a bit harder. he wondered how she was and if she met someone new or anything, but didn’t have the guts to ask george or anyone. he always acted like if he was unbothered. he really wanted to see her again and hold her, tell her how sorry she was and that he was an ass for leaving her with no explanation.

george was able to see how sorry he felt for himself and seen his spark slowly fade. george himself also missed having y/n a walking distance, although he could always aparate to her house, it was different, they used to see each other almost everyday .

fred wished she could just come back, until one day she did .

-

fred woke up with a headache, and like the last few months, there was no y/n next to him sleeping.

he groaned getting up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. he looked over to where y/n used to sleep. he wasn’t able to move out from that house. he had left everything how y/n had left it. he stared over the same spot for a few more seconds before he caught on. he cleared his throat and got up to get ready for his day.

he adjusted his tie while looking at himself and his messy hair that he had let grow like he had in his sixth year. still managing to pull it off .

he went downstairs and ate his breakfast before he aparated to work.

“hey mate, it’s your day off ! what are you doing here?” george asked when he saw fred aparate infront of him, not admitting it lowkey scared him a bit.

“yeah i know, i just didn’t have anything to do”

“um welllll” george thought while scratching his eyebrow “you can restock those things over there and put away those boxes” he said pointing to the objects.

“ok” fred said bluntly.

george knew it was one of those days so he let him be.

“alright man, later you want to go pick up some lunch or something”

“uh yeah sure”

“brilliant !”

-

more stocking up later and running around the store, 12 o’clock hit.

“alrightttt dear old brother of mine!!what shall we go eat for lunch today!!” fred heard george loudly say as he entered the room he was in

“huh?”

“where do you want to go eat?”

“dunno, anywhere really, doesn’t matter”

“oh cmon not a place in mind? huh? leaky cauldron maybe?”

fred got up and adjusted his work jacket/blazer

“not really”

“alright then, move your bloody arse and let’s see where we shall go!!” he said pushing fred out the door.

-

the twins had been walking around diagon ally for a while now deciding where to go.

“cmon freddie, just pick a place”

“we should just go back to work, i’m not that hungry anyways”fred said turning around and tried to make his way over to the joke shop leaving george behind.

george had tried to go after fred, he was able to see him a few feet away and was about to run to catch up with him when he accidentally bumped into someone.

“…and can we go try those cauldron cake you like so mu-woooa !!!”

“i am so sorry ma’am i apologize !”

“marianne are you okay?!”

“georgie ???” y/n exclaimed

“y/nn ??!!”george said while pulling her into big hug .

“you two know each other?” marianne asked

“yes ! he’s my best friend”

“i’m george weasley, i’m so sorry again”

“i’m marianne y/l/n, y/n’s cousin and it’s all good don’t worry” she said as they shook hands and both let out some “nice to meet you’s”

“what are you doing back here ?!!decide to come and visit me ??” george smirked.

“no you big bloke” y/n jokingly said, “our cousin is having a baby and we came over for her baby shower, and you? where you rushing off to?”

“well uhh” george tried to come up with an excuse but his eyes widened when he saw him already staring at them with his mouth open,shocked.

-

a few moments earlier with fred ..

he had tried to make his way to their shop, he felt bad for just leaving george there, he didn’t feel hungry and just wanted to go back to work to distract himself before he went back home and go back to feeling sorry for himself.

he knew george was trying to catch up to him, he wasn’t far behind and he hadn’t walked far enough due to the tons of people around, he knew he had crashed into someone because he heard him apologize.

“marianne are you okay?!” he heard someone exclaim

that voice he instantly recognized.

that same voice made him stop dead in his tracks.

he couldn’t believe his ears and just thought he was imagining it.

until he heard it again.

“georgie ???”

“y/n ??!!” he heard george say, confirming his suspicions of y/n being a few yards away from him

he slowly turned around and saw her, her back was facing him but he still managed to gasp as he let himself acknowledge he wasn’t dreaming.

he felt his feet moving quite slowly but surely making his way over to them, his eyes welling up, he hadn’t seen her in months, which had felt like an eternity to him. he had blocked out everyone and every noice, it’s like his feet kept moving on his own til he finally stopped , less than ten feet away.

he saw george look up and his eyes widened when he saw fred, which made him snap out of it a bit.

y/n and marianne saw george looking behind him with a distressed face which made them turn around.

y/n saw what george was looking at

both fred’s and y/n’s eyes connected, making her let out a loud gasp

she saw his face in person after a while, she couldn’t believe it. he had let his hair grow out, it was messy but it still looked good on him.

he saw that she had changed her hair too, she had gotten a haircut, but her eyes looked sad, she had under eye circles that were still visible even when covering up with concealer and saw her face go a bit pale when she saw him.

marianne right away knew what was going on, she knew that was fred, y/n’s ex, and knew the person that bumped into her was the same george y/n has been hanging out with.

she saw y/n’s eyes start to well up, she turned to look at george and he just gave her a “shit” look, she right away gave fred a dirty look.

“y/n…” fred whispered as he took a few steps forward

y/n had never turned around that fast in her life, she felt dizzy, she didn’t know if it was because of what was happening or because she turned so fast, maybe both.

“we have to go, i’ll see you later okay george ??” she said desperately

“y/n” fred said a bit louder while he tried to walk closer to her but marianne stopped him.

“y/n” he said firmly, almost begging, he knew she had heard him but just ignored it, which hurt him but understood.

“i’m so so-“fred desperately tried to apologize but didn’t get to say it

“bye georgie” y/n said while quickly taking out her wand and apparating away .

he didn’t miss to see the tears already escaping her eyes before she left.

“no! is-is she-“ fred tried to ask

“no! you do not get to ask anything about her !” marianne loudly said, making a few heads turn around to where they were standing.

“but-“

“but nothing!”she told fred, with a nasty look on her face.

“i’ll go check up on her” she told george, not before she gave fred one last mean look and went after y/n, knowing she went back to her house.

fred dropped his head ,let it hung low and put his hands over his face,feeling a few tears come out.

“cmon fred, let’s go back to the shop” george said patting his back and walking to their destination.

-

Once y/n apparated back to her house,she dropped her purse on her bedroom floor and cuddled herself on her bed crying,just letting her tears drown her while sobbing.

a few minutes later, she heard her cousin get home.

“y/n/n ?, are you in here?”

she didn’t get any respond but her sobs let her know she was in there.

“oh honey come here” marianne said approaching her, sitting next to her while y/n was crying her eyes out.

“shh shh it’s okay let it out”marianne consoled her,stroking her hair.

“i can’t see him again marianne,i tried to move on i really did and now he appears i can’t ! what-what if he finds out where i am and-and i can’t go through that i can’t !!!”y/n rambled sobbing.

“honey it will be okay”

y/n cried, trying to get some words out,not knowing what to say.

“it’s okay,i’m here for you”

y/n just nodded and stayed there for a few minutes.

“i’m so sorry mari”

“hey,it’s okay y/n/n, you don’t have to apologize”

she just sniffled.

“you want to go take a bath? get refreshed and maybe we can watch a movie and i can go get some snacks, maybe your favorite ice cream?”

“o-okay” she replied while wiping her tears, standing up from her bed.

“here i’ll go get you a glass of water, be right back”

while marianne went for her water, y/n took out her pajamas,undergarments,towels and her fox slippers.

“here you go”marianne came in handing her the cup.

“i’ll be downstairs, howl if you need anything” she chuckled

“thank you”

once marianne left the room, y/n undressed herself, wrapping the towel around her and took her things to her bathroom.

she turned on the water and let it fill up a bit. while it was filling up, y/n stared at herself in the mirror, her puffy red eyes burning up as she started to create some more tears.

she finally let go of her towel and stepped into the warm water.

-

meanwhile at the joke shop. . .

fred and george entered their store, george flipping their “open” sign over to “closed”

fred was making his way upstairs when george stopped him.

“where do you think you’re going?”

“upstairs” fred said quietly

“no you’re not,you’re going to come talk to me”

“georg-“

“no fred, you need to let me know what happened when you two broke up, why did you do it fred? you won’t even tell me!”

“george,i don’t know”

“what do you mean you don’t know! you just can’t do that! i mean cmon ! you left her with no explanation and when she’s doing better you just come barging in !”

“i’m sorry” fred said while he just let his tears escape

“i’m not the one you should be apologizing to, you’re my brother and i love you, but you can be an idiot sometimes, i understand you’re hurting and your feelings are valid, but what you did was not okay, i still can’t understand why you did what you did, it hurt her a lot freddie, whenever i would go see her, she would always ask about you and how you’re doing, she still loves you,and very much.”

“i miss her george, i miss her a lot” he choked out

“i know you do mate”

“i need to see her, georgie please tell me where she is, i need to make things right again”

“fred..i-“

“please george i’m begging you”fred exclaimed, crying a bit harder

“look fred, i’m not sure if she would be comfortable with that”

“please george,please ! i’ll leave her alone if that’s what she wants me to do! i need to at least try !”

george looked at how desperate he looked, he looked completely in shambles, both of his best friends were hurting right now, he too wished it went back to how it was, he knew it was definitely not going to be that easy.

george took one more look at fred and sighed.

“okay,fine alright”

fred felt like he could collapse right there, he was finally going to go talk to her and try to make things right after 5 long months.

“can we go right now?”

“right now? fred are you sure you’re ready? and don’t you think she needs some space right now?”

“i have to george!”

“okay okay, just hold on, let me go lock up” george said getting up”i won’t take long”

fred sighed and sat down with his hands over his face.

-

after what felt like an eternity later, george came back up.

george saw how fred was bouncing his leg up and down and how fast he stood up when he saw him come in.

“what took you so long!”

“woah, it’s not that easy mate, you’ve been working here as long as i have”

“sorry, can we please go now?”

“are you sure fred? i mea-“

“yes! just please take me to her”

“alright”

-

i actually hit the limit😭the link to the continuation of this is up now !!

[accioromione]

Things that people/characters judge Ron by /use as a joke that makes 0 sense to me

So as we all know. We read the books from Harry’s point of view. Here are my issues with how Ron was treated. 

1. His food habits - this has to be the most annoying part about the series. J.K Rowling is partly to blame. She is always highlighting how Ron’s on his ‘sixth chocolate frog’ or how he’s always hungry, or going further on about his food habits, that it overrides moments of when Ron shares food or plates it for other people. For instance

 'Course, once Dumbledore turned up on your side, there was no way they were going to convict you,' said Ron happily, now dishing great mounds of mashed potato on to everyone's plates. 

One sentence, simple, no elaboration, just a simple ‘on to everyone’s plates’, much easier to forget than something like this

'Oh, yes,' said Nick, who seemed glad of a reason to turn away from Ron, who was now eating roast potatoes with almost indecent enthusiasm. 'Yes, I have heard the Hat give several warnings before, always at times when it detects periods of great danger for the school. And always, of course, its advice is the same: stand together, be strong from within.'

 'Ow kunnit nofe skusin danger ifzat?' said Ron.

 His mouth was so full Harry thought it was quite an achievement for him to make any noise at all.

 'I beg your pardon?' said Nearly Headless Nick politely, while Hermione looked revolted. Ron gave an enormous swallow and said, 'How can it know if the school's in danger if it's a Hat?'

 'I have no idea,' said Nearly Headless Nick. 'Of course, it lives in Dumbledore's office, so I daresay it picks things up there.'

 'And it wants all the houses to be friends?' said Harry, looking over at the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy was holding court. 'Fat chance.'

 'Well, now, you shouldn't take that attitude,' said Nick reprovingly. 'Peaceful co-operation, that's the key. We ghosts, though we belong to separate houses, maintain links of friendship. In spite of the competitiveness between Gryffindor and Slytherin, I would never dream of seeking an argument with the Bloody Baron.'

 'Only because you're terrified of him,' said Ron.

 Nearly Headless Nick looked highly affronted.

 Terrified? I hope I, Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington, have never been guilty of cowardice in my life! The noble blood that runs in my veins -'

 'What blood?' asked Ron. 'Surely you haven't still got - ?'

 'It's a figure of speech!' said Nearly Headless Nick, now so annoyed his head was trembling ominously on his partially severed neck. 'I assume I am still allowed to enjoy the use of whichever words I like, even if the pleasures of eating and drinking are denied me! But I am quite used to students poking fun at my death, I assure you!'

 'Nick, he wasn't really laughing at you!' said Hermione, throwing a furious look at Ron.

 Unfortunately, Ron's mouth was packed to exploding point again and all he could manage was 'Node iddum eentup sechew,' which Nick did not seem to think constituted an adequate apology. Rising into the air, he straightened his feathered hat and swept away from them to the other end of the table, coming to rest between the Creevey brothers, Colin and Dennis.

 'Well done, Ron,' snapped Hermione

As you all see, J.K Rowling went out of her way to make the way Ron is eating noticed, and the way Harry and Hermione react to it. I absolutely hate this. I hate how the characters look at his food habits and I hate the way readers now remember him by. Ron is about 6′3 (maybe even taller), he is a teenage boy who is GROWING, and is also skinny. It is COMPETLEY NORMAL for him to eat like how he does. He is the YOUNGEST SON of 5 older brothers, he is used to having to eat food quickly. I don’t understand why this became a thing of judgement, he is allowed to be hungry. When other character’s are hungry, it’s fine, no one addresses it, but when it’s Ron of course Hermione has to look disgusted. Meanwhile, look at the reaction’s the occur when Harry is hungry... 

"So you persuaded Horace Slughorn to take the job?"

Harry nodded, his mouth so full of hot soup that he could not speak.

"He taught Arthur and me," said Mrs. Weasley. "He was at Hog-warts for ages, started around the same time as Dumbledore, I think. Did you like him?"

His mouth now full of bread, Harry shrugged and gave a noncommittal jerk of the head.

"I know what you mean," said Mrs. Weasley, nodding wisely. "Of course he can be charming when he wants to be, but Arthur's never liked him much. The Ministry's littered with Slughorn's old favorites, 

No looks of disgust from Mrs. Weasley? If it was Ron I bet you Mrs. Weasley would have been like, ‘slow down Ron!’ or something to shame him for being hungry and this is just not O.K. LET RON EAT. LET HIM BE A GROWING BOY. WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SHAMED FOR BEING HUNGRY? 

Okay onto number 2. His insecurities. 

In my opinion, it started off O.K and then after GOF it became something that was like..characters were like ‘yeah O.K Ron’s insecure we get it,’ like in GOF Hermione goes from understanding him to the point where she explains to Harry, don’t you see, it’s hard for him always being compared to people, to OOTP where she’s like shut up with your jealousy Ron you’re sooo annoying. It particularly pisses me off in HBP when Hermione is like going out of her way to compliment Harry and Ron is clearly annoyed with it. And Hermione just ignores Ron like it’s an inconvenience that he’s insecure. I personally would never go out of my way to compliment one friend and ignore the other, especially when tha other friend looks bothered. We see this trend with other characters, who make fun of him for being insecure. The whole Weasley is our King is literally a song that abuses Ron’s lack of confidence in order to make him choke up in quidditch, and no one thinks nor cares about the seriousness of just how insecure Ron is that even other houses can recognize it to use it for their advantage. They just roll their eyes at it like ‘ugh Ron stop being insecure’ and I feel like he deserved more sensitivity, rather than make it like, Ron needs to stop being an insecure prat. Harry is the KING of brushing out other peoples problems because he’s Harry Potter and he has BIGGER PROBLEMS. They ignored Ron to the point where Harry was surprised as to what was coming out of the locket, Harry should have known, he should have not treated it like a minor inconvenience. 

Number 3. His lack of ‘compassion,’ or ‘empathy’ 

We see it highlighted a few times. Harry has described Ron as lacking empathy in situations, or in being too blunt. And these situations tend to be, well, not serious situations, they’re also situations where he is 14 years old. However, when Ron is showing empathy and emotion it’s always brushed off. Like how he cried during Dumbledore’s funeral. Or how he was dealing with Harry’s tantrums, or how he was able to diffuse tension with jokes. It makes Ron appear as if he’s emotionally underdeveloped, but this is not the case, Ron lacks in lady knowledge, what teenage boys don’t? The reality is that Ron knows when to be serious, he IS emotionally mature. When Sirius dies he doesn’t interrogate Harry like Hermione does, he knows when to draw the boundary and respect space. 

Number 4. His status.

It’s often highlighted how he is poor, is a ‘nobody’, or is Harry’s friend by other characters. We see it in HBP with the slug club, we see it with the Slytherin’s. Here is my issue with this...yes he is a Weasley..but let’s look at all the Weasley’s. We have Bill, a curse breaker who married a Veela, Charlie a dragon hunter, Percy, who is high up in the ministry, Fred and George, who have a funny swagger and are popular with everyone, and Ginny, Ms. Badass. I just don’t understand why he was the only Weasley who really got made fun of for being well, a Weasley, why was it RON? Even in the slug club I don’t get it, Slughorn liked people with connections, wouldn't he have had connections by Bill being is brother, or like his aunties? Cormac was taken in because of his uncle...And of course Ginny get’s invited. 

Number 5. The downplay of his accomplishments and the highlight of when he messes up. 

By convenience we don’t get to see How Gryffindor won the quidditch cup in fifth year because of Grawp, but we got to see him failing miserably before-hand. We don’t see him duelling the death eaters in the ministry, but we see him with the brains, although we know what he’s done, due to another character, or Ron telling us what he’s done, the readers get a limited amount of how many times that is actually described. 

Number 6. The tone J.K Rowling uses with Ron’s descriptions. 

Huge pet peeve of mine was how J.K Rowling decided to describe Ron’s owls marks. She gave Harry’s all laid out, and all we get for Ron is ‘Harry saw no O’s’ only to see that next book, they’re cleared for the exact same classes, meaning he got Exceeds Expectations in everything Harry did, like wtf? With ‘Harry saw no O’s’ that could mean 11 P’s, the only reason we know this is not the case is because Ron highlights how he only failed divination and history of magic, and how Molly says he got more than the twins combined. Without this, readers could have assumed anything as all they had to go by was ‘Harry saw no O’s,’ UGH it still bothers me. 

All in all, I think there was a tone implied in the novels that tried to downplay Ron’s character. And it’s sad because I think J.K Rowling knew she created such a likeable complex character, so she downplayed it. Making Ron suffer in the process. 

[rainydayhogwartsimagines]

Hi could you write to Draco?  The Malfoys signed a marriage contract with another thoroughbred family, time passed and the girl who would marry Draco was selected for the hufflepuff so she thought the contract would be canceled, but when the war was over Lucius thought it would be a good idea to do  Draco marries someone other than Slytherin to clean up the family image a bit, of course keeping the tradition purebred.I could have anguish I like, but the ending is very happy?  Please!

I’ve got you homie! 

Warnings: Self harm, swearing, slight NSFW stuff.

The battle of Hogwarts haunted everyone’s memory. It was slightly infuriating to be a muggleborn child in that time because it was impossible to come home and tell family what happened. Wizards would deal with their demons in the invisible walls of the world only you all knew. You could only imagine what wizards who were forced to abandoned their families unwillingly. Hermione only talked to you about that pain. How she had to remove herself from the memories of her own parents. You got lucky. You were a pureblooded wizard, your parents being ones of a high income family. Your parents loved you, they fought with you during that battle. They didn’t hesitate to run to their bleeding daughter when you took a hit for Fred Weasley, ultimately saving the boy’s life. They didn’t hesitate to stay by your side when you recovered due to Fawkes taking a liking to you. They didn’t hesitate to protect you when you ran back out into battle. You understood they loved you. 

What you never understood though was the arranged marriage. When you were eleven, you were set to be in a arranged marriage to Draco Malfoy. He was nothing but an ass to you though, part of you questioned whether or not he even knew about the arrangement. Well he did. And quite often threw it back at you when you were in his presence. When describing this boy, you wouldn’t exactly use the word “hate”. No you didn’t hate him. You had a STRONG disliking to the boy. He often was rude over your house, saying you must’ve been weak to be put in Hufflepuff. You swore one day you’d prove him wrong and actually did when the battle of Hogwarts came. You saved his life, pulling him back and shouting a defense charm telling him to be more careful before running off. Draco was surprised to see you fight for him in such a way. He nearly expected you to leave him for dead but you didn’t. So he stealthily watched you through out the battle, allowing you to narrowly escape death a few times. When you did nearly die he was actually present. You weren’t aware of him being in the makeshift medical unit, watching you silently. Your parents were very aware though. They recognized his presence and the fact that he had been anonymously keeping you alive throughout the entire battle. When sides had to be chosen it was gut wrenching to look at you. You were good friends with Harry and his ragtag group of friends. When you saw Harry dead in Hagrid’s arms you just fell to your knees staring at the boy with shock and tears. Hermione and Ron both were by your side as your eyes just locked onto him. Voldemort seemed to take great joy in seeing you in pain. Draco’s parents were visible, standing with the dark lord with great pride as to say “We won and you can’t fight us anymore”. Lucius extended a hand to Draco but you stopped him, grabbing his hand with this pained expression. “Don’t go.” You whispered. Draco looked at you and then his father. Would he really stay for someone who he seemingly hated? Would he stay because you asked him to? The answer seemed to be obvious. But it surprised everyone when he stepped back into his place with Hogwarts

It seemed you two buried the hatchet after the battle was over, especially when Harry turned out to be alive and Draco grabbed his wand from his father, giving it to Harry. It was the only time you heard Draco say “Potter!” With no disgust in his voice. You were the one that kept him safe though. You grabbed Draco’s hand and ran to the order. “We need to move.” Remus said. “Where, the battle is literally going on everywhere!?” Fred asked. “We need to not be stopping, that’s for sure, I’ve already almost died once here, I don’t plan on doing it again!” You said. You all ran to the second floor, finding a vacant hall so you could finally rest. “I am too old for this!” George whined. “You’re joking right? Tonks, tell me the boy is joking.” Remus said making you let out a breathy laugh. Draco had this confused look on his face. “Why did you help me?” Draco asked. “I--” You were cut off by the crackling noise of Harry’s magic against Voldemort. Your eyes couldn’t even handle looking at it, it was so bright. But then almost as quickly as the battle picked up... It stopped. You were terrified that Harry might’ve lost but when you could finally see you saw Harry still standing. “He did it!” You gasped. Tonks looked out the window and let out a relieved sigh. “It’s over.” You said. “Draco its-- Draco?” You noticed his absence and that was the last you saw of him

Until today. You opened the door to your parents’ home and there he was, that same stern expression he usually kept plastered on his face. “Draco?” Your father asked. Draco let out a long sigh and you rose a brow. “The contract was never terminated.” Draco said. Contract? What was he-- WAIT WHAT!? “I see.” Your father said. “My father cannot terminate it because of his... situation so it appears we’re stuck in this.” Draco said to you. “...Shit.” you muttered. Your father didn’t even bother to scold you for that one. “Well... Welcome to your new home for the time being I suppose.” Your father said. “Thank you sir.” Draco said, blank expression as he stepped in. “May I speak with you? Alone?” You asked him. “If you must.” Draco said. You dragged him into the empty dining room. “Are you alright?” You asked. “Excuse me?” Draco asked. “You disappeared after the battle and I got worried something had happened... Fred tried writing to you.” You said. “I see... You’re concerned with me? Genuinely?” Draco asked. “Yes!” You said. “Why?” He asked. “Because... Someone has to be.” You said. “What?” He asked. “You deserve to have someone care about you.” You said point blank. “Plus you apparently saved my life. Multiple times.” you added. Draco blushed slightly, putting a hand on the back of his neck and looking away. “So you did?” You asked. “I... May have kept you alive longer?” he said. “Why didn’t you say anything?” You asked. “Because I didn’t want you acting strange about it!” He said aggravated. You couldn’t help but smile. “You don’t hate me do you?” You asked. “I never said I did!” Draco said. Your smile grew bigger “This is exactly why I didn’t say anything!” Draco groaned making you laugh. He liked hearing that laugh... Something about it was so... Pleasant. “So do you actually want to get married or are you sticking with ‘it’s my duty, nothing more’?” you asked. “I mean no offense, but why would I want to actually get married to you?” Draco said. “Offense definitely taken.” you nodded. “Look, you can understand how I am not exactly thrilled to be bound to marry a girl I barely know by a fucking contract.” He griped. “It’s no cakewalk for me either asshat.” You said, roughing up his hair. He frowned and swatted your hand away. “But you’re right. We barely know each other. so we should start getting friendly now.” You said, pulling a seat out at the table. “Christ don’t--” “Sit.” You said sternly as your father walked through. “Little tip for your marriage, son: The women actually run the household.” He said before leaving. Draco sighed and sat down, you sitting across from him. “Sooo. Where did you go after the battle?” You asked. “...I really don’t want to answer that.” He muttered. “Can you at least tell me that you’re okay?” you said, showing legitimate concern, taking one of his hands into yours. He looked into your e/c eyes and swallowed. “Yes... Y/n I’m fine.” He nodded. “Okay... So Harry might be coming in five minutes.” You said. “What!?” Draco asked. “Hey, we didn’t realize you’d be here today! They’ve been coming over for dinner since the war.” You said. “Oh Christ, all of them are coming!?” Draco asked. “Yes and they’ve been worried about you too!” You said as he stood up. He turned back around. “Why?” He asked. “Because you were a leading cause of winning the war dumbass, your name is everywhere.” you said. Draco sighed. “Plus your parents--” “Don’t.” Draco muttered. You nodded. “Sorry... But Molly feels responsible for all children... She cares about you and she doesn’t want you to feel alone. And neither do I.” You said. He ran a hand over his face and the front door opened, a house elf walking into the dining room. “The Weasley family.” She said. “Thank you Francis.” you said, the house elf nodding and leaving. Molly walked in and halted. “Draco showed up earlier and--” Molly hugged Draco making him freeze before slowly looking to you. “hug back” you mouthed. Draco slowly hugged her back and she pulled away. 

“We’ve been so worried about you dear!” Molly said. Fred walked in and he hugged Draco on sight. “Told you they were worried.” You said. “Was there any doubt that we weren’t!?” Fred asked. “I’m not exactly liked Fred, please let go.” Draco said. He did and George hugged him afterwards making Draco groan. Tonks, Ron, Hermione, Remus, Harry and Teddy all joined you soon after. You soon all sat down for dinner, Draco being silent for most of it. “So you’re safe. What made you leave?” Fred asked. “I was checking on my...” He swallowed and shook his head. “I was checking on my family... Before they...” he muttered. Remus nodded. “We’re grateful you’re safe son.” Remus said as you wiped Teddy’s mouth. Draco noticed you with him, keeping him on your knee while you ate. “He almost said your name the other day.” Tonks said to you. You smiled. “Did you now?” you asked Teddy rhetorically, hugging him. He let out a giggle and Harry smiled. “He clearly favors you.” Harry said. “Hmm, you give me a run for money though.” You chuckled. Remus smiled. The house elf from earlier emerged. “Yes Francis dear?” Your mother asked. “A package for Miss Y/n has arrived.” the house elf said. “Oh.” You got up, passing Teddy to Draco. “Y/n I don’t--” “Harry, help the poor guy.” You said as Draco seemed to struggle with Teddy. You walked out and Draco sat Teddy on his knee, mimicking the same way he saw him with you. “See you’ve got it.” Harry nodded. “I have no idea what I’m doing.” He admitted. “Oh, you’re doing just fine son.” Remus assured as you walked in. “What was the package?” your father asked. “A new set of stationary.” You replied sitting down. Teddy made grabby hands and cooed as if to ask to be back with you. You took Teddy and smiled, kissing his cheek. “You’re so becoming our babysitter. He never stays this calm.” Tonks chuckled. “Y/n has always had a way with children.” Your mother said. “She gets that from you.” Your father told her. “I don’t know.. Teddy do I have a way with children?” You asked with a smile. Teddy giggled and grabbed your finger making you chuckle. Draco smiled at the sight and Fred noticed. “So what exactly brought you here?” George asked. “Uh... I’ve been in a arranged marriage with Y/n since the first year of school.” Draco admitted. “Wait what!?” Hermione gaped. “Since father is in... Azkaban no one can revoke the marriage so... We’re both stuck with this.” Draco said. “Yikes.” Tonks winced. “When is the wedding?” you asked. “Looking forward to the marriage or something?” Fred teased. “I just figure there’s no loophole or anything. We may as well just accept what’s happening. Glass half full approach.” You shrugged. “Y/n, your Hufflepuff is showing.” Tonks coughed out making Remus smile. You chuckled and Draco sighed. “I understand where your coming from. I suppose she’s right.” Draco nodded. “Did you just... Agree with her?” Harry asked. “And?” Draco asked. “You two argue over almost everything.” Ron pointed out. “We do not.” Draco sighed. “We spent three hours in an argument over potions before.” you reminded. “.... I’m just trying something new.” Draco admitted. “...Being more agreeable?” Ginny asked. “Being nicer... From what I understand I’ve... Been kind of a pain.” Draco said. “Kind of?” George asked, Fred kicking him from under the table as a response. “I’m trying to make up for what I’ve done.” Draco admitted. You smiled.

The rest of the night was mostly spent with the family. But Draco stayed up once everyone went to bed, sitting in the library by the fire. Well... Almost everyone. “Couldn’t sleep?” You asked, making him turn. “No.” He said, turning back to the fireplace. He seemed to be thinking about something as you sat down. “Something wrong?” You asked. Draco swallowed. “I went looking for the ministry...” Draco admitted. “Hmm?” You asked. “Why you never saw me... I went looking for the ministry.” Draco said. “...Any reason why?” You asked. “To find my parents... If I was going down they were going down with me.” Draco said. “Wait, why would--” “Because I had a dark mark. I chose to bare this. I chose this.” Draco said, clearly saying it to himself rather than you. He started scratching at his wrist and you stopped him, hugging him close. “You don’t have to bare these demons alone Draco.” you said in his ear. He clung to you as if you were the most precious thing to him, sobbing into your shoulder. “I’m sorry.” Was the only thing he could seem to get out. When he finally calmed down you left, coming back with hot cocoa. “Here... I’ve learned from Remus that chocolate fixes everything.” You said. He let out a small chuckle and took the mug. “You’re always so kind... I honestly feel like shit when I think of how I’ve treated you in the past.” Draco said. “Can I admit something crazy to you?” You asked. He nodded. “I had a massive crush on you in third year. to like our sixth year.” You admitted, making the boy nearly choke on his drink. “...That is crazy.” Draco said. “I know.” you chuckled. “I had a crush on you in our second year.” He said. You rose a brow. “You treated me like shit our second year.” You laughed. “I did not handle those feelings well, as you can see.” he said making you laugh. “What, pray tell brought on those feelings?” You asked. “Quidditch.” He admitted. “What?” You asked. “There was a quidditch game where it was Slytherin vs Hufflepuff and you ended up nearly falling off your broom for the snitch. I watched you leap off your broom, fall and then get right back up, covered in grass and dirt. And apparently twelve year old me thought that you were amazing.” Draco chuckled. You smiled and seemed to hide in your hair to cover the blush forming on your face. Draco however brushed back your strands and smiled looking at you. “Your eyes are very bright...” he commented, his voice low and soft. Your lips parted, looking at him. “When did you stop?” You asked softly. “hmm?” He asked. “When did you stop liking me?” You asked. His breath hitched. “I never did.” He admitted. You looked at him surprised, blinking a few times. “Sorry... I-I didn’t mean to--” “N-no it’s fine, it’s just I.. I didn’t expect to hear that.” You said. “Why?” He asked. “I always assumed you disliked me so I dropped it.” You admitted. 

Draco sucked in a breath and chuckled. “So Potter actually kept it a secret.” He said. “Kept what a secret?” You asked. “The Amortentia lesson. You were sick with a cold and you couldn’t come to class.” Draco began. “I had to work with Pansy Parkinson and we were making the potion... I didn’t realize what the scent of the potion was until I made a comment.... ‘Jesus Y/n did you bathe in your perfume this morning, this place stinks of it’.” Draco recalled. “Amortentia smells like--” “Whoever you have feelings for... Which is you. And Potter was there and I practically begged the guy not to tell you... I’m surprised he kept it to himself.” Draco admitted. “Course I was the dolt that decided to say that bit out loud--” you cut him off with a kiss, him cupping you cheeks as he realized what was happening. You pulled away from air and he smiled. “What brought that on?” He asked. “You became bearable.” you chuckled. Draco kissed you again, you pulling away before getting up and straddling his lap. He kissed you passionately, running his fingers through your hair.  “I feel like we shouldn’t do this here.” You breathed. “If you don’t want to I understand.” He breathed. “My god you are the perfect man.” You whispered, making him chuckle. He kissed your nose and you smiled. “Suddenly this arranged marriage thing isn’t so bad.” He said. You curled up in his arms and he chuckled. “Tired?” He asked. “I can only take so much human interaction... Wait till Arthur isn’t working a nightshift... He will not stop talking. Love the man to death, honest... But if he asks Harry for the function of a cellphone I’m going to impale myself on a fucking fork.” You whined. Draco looked over at your chair and saw a blanket. “Accio Blanket.” He said before he pulled it over you. “We don’t have to actually--” “I’m comfortable, it appears your comfortable... Why not sleep here?” He asked. “... Wanna get married?” You teased making him kiss your head. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep.

Your parents found you two the next morning, you curled up in his lap his arms holding you close. “Ahem... Dear?” Your mother called. You sucked in a breath, leaning up and blinking a few times. Draco shifted and turned around. “Mr. and Mrs. L/n!” Draco said getting up and you hitting the floor. “Oh my god Y/n are you okay!?” Draco asked, helping you up. “We fell asleep.” You said to your parents. They started laughing and you both rose a brow. “You’re both adults. And engaged. We just wanted to know why you weren’t at breakfast this morning and it seems we have an answer.” Your father said. “Aha... righhhtttt.” You nodded, blushing a bit. You two sat at the breakfast table and your parents went off to work. “So...” You cleared your throat. “Hmm?” Draco asked, sipping on a coffee. “Last night was fun.” You said, making him almost cough it up. You chuckled and handed him a napkin. He chuckled and sighed. “I suppose it was.” He agreed. You smiled and Francis brought you the paper, you reading one half while Draco read the other. Your hand rested on the table as you read and you felt Draco grip it and you smiled. “Your hand feels nice.” You said. “Mmm, does it?” He chuckled. “Surprisingly soft... Okay, you’ve got to tell me what moisturizer you use--” Draco began laughing silently as you spoke. “Oh God.” You said after a while of rambling. “What?” Draco asked, clearing his throat. You showed him the article. “Battle Hero Draco Malfoy is engaged to Y/n L/n. An article by... Rita Skeeter.” He read aloud. “How the hell am I considered a battle hero!? You saved more lives than I did!” He gaped. “Probably that wand incident that landed you the title.” You shrugged. “I don’t want it.” He grumbled. “Besides she’s completely writing you off. You nearly died for Fred, you saved Remus and Nymphadora, you literally a war hero but she’s--” “Draco, you’re squeezing my hand too tight.” you winced. He eased up and kissed your knuckles almost as an apology. You chuckled. “Draco, this is Rita Skeeter. All of her stuff is bullshit.” You snorted. “True. I still remember that ridiculous article she wrote on Potter.” Draco nodded. You snorted “ ‘eyes glistening with the ghosts of his past.’” You recalled. “God it was so terrible.” He laughed. You smiled. “You have a nice laugh.” You pointed out. He smiled. “So is this our new thing? We’re... together?” you asked. “Well considering the marriage... We were technically already together. But yes, I presume this does mean we’re... Friendlier?” He said making you snort. “If a make out session with you is friendly, what happens if I sleep with you?” You teased. He chuckled and leaned to your ear. “Wonderful things.” He said making you nearly knock over your cup of coffee. He chuckled and you grumbled in your seat, annoyed he could make you flustered. “You pout like a child.” He said. “Fuck off.” You griped making him chuckle and shake his head. 

You and Draco spent most of the day actually wedding planning. Your parents came home to a heated argument. “Are you blind!? You have to be to think that is a good color scheme!” Draco said. What the hell was he talking about? “We are not making it green and black Draco that is depressing for a wedding!” You said. “Alright, compromise. Silver and Yellow.” He suggested. “Yellow? Ehhhhh” “Oh come on!” He sighed. “Blue!” You said. “Blue?” “Blue! Blue and silver are pretty.” You said. “...Blue and silver actually sound nice.” He nodded. “What are you two doing?” Your mother asked. “Wedding planning.” “Roses?” Draco asked. “Are you out of your mind? With blue and silver?” You asked. “True. Lilies?” “Not bad.” You nodded. Your parents nodded, watching you two bounce ideas off of each other. Draco smiled and pulled you into his lap, kissing your cheek as you wrote. “Then there’s the cake.” You said. “hmmm. Chocolate?” He suggested. “Somewhere Remus just screamed. Absolutely.” You nodded. Your parents smiled. 

Maybe this whole thing wasn’t so bad after all.