#room of requirements

[oh-my-bindery]

I clearly had a little late night rant to myself so I decided to share it…

Drarry and how I see them and why they are SO IMPORTANT to me

Draco

Draco is sheltered, an only child, he is spoiled, he has been fed blood purist nonsense all his life by his family and those around him. Which is so relatable to me as I am an ex-catholic who not only had extremely clouded beliefs about race, but also sexuality and religion. I said awful things to people, I was being fed that by teachers, parents, newspapers, Catholic Church, school classmates and teachers. Everything around me was that way. I was a very closeted trans gay man who eventually lost it and wanted to burn all those beliefs down once I figured out what I his deep down about myself and became more aware of people, suffering and prejudice.

I used to use my words to protect myself and even being nasty to people, wanting to hurt them so they couldn’t hurt me. I was a very closeted gay and transgender person. I really relate to Draco.

Draco’s humanity/ vulnerability

The turning moment for me seeing Draco differently (or having a chance of change) as it was for Harry in the books, was seeing the humanity to Draco.

We never truly see Dracos humanity or how he is on his day to day basis (we do get some scenes that shape him as a person and present wider outlook on his character) as the book is written from Harry’s perspective and JKR really hates Draco.

Which is awful, she never gave him a true redemption despite hinting at it, building it up over the 6th, 7th book. Draco stops eating in his 6th year (it’s not directly stated but it is said that he looks “sick” which could be taken is such which addition to not sleeping and overwhelming stress and pressure clearly visible on him), he is forced to become a Death Eater and given the mark as a punishment to his father, he becomes panicked and miserable and acting out of paranoia and not doing a great job. He cries so much so, he becomes friends with Moaning Myrtle and even she says how sad and depressed he is, how lonely he is. Which leads me to conclude that either a) he distanced himself from his friends b) his friends are not his real friends but only friends with him bc of his high up status as a Malfoy or they have been family friends for years due to their parents being friends. c) both. At first maybe Draco felt like he could restore the good family name to his family. He was proud. But then he realized what all of it meant it meant that he would have to kill and he is truly not capable of it.

Draco’s wand working for Harry very well/ being a light side wand

Let’s take a look at what Harry Potter Wiki says about it first.

“Draco Malfoy's wand was 10" long, made of hawthorn wood, and had a unicorn hair core. “

“Hawthorn wands are said to be "most at home" with a wizard passing through a period of turmoil. During the last couple of years of owning this wand, Draco Malfoy was under enormous pressure to murder Albus Dumbledore, and immediately afterwards suffered through Voldemort occupying his family's home. Harry Potter claimed mastery of this wand at a time of great turmoil as well, undergoing a robbery of Gringotts Bank and the Battle of Hogwarts within a short time of gaining this wand.”

What can be told about Draco from it is that he not only was going through some turmoil when he was chosen by his wand at 11 but also continued to do so in Dracos darkest time in 6th year.

What we can gather from this regarding Drarry is that they are both going through the worst. They would understand each other.

Then we move on to:

“Wands with unicorn hair as its core are the hardest to turn to Dark Arts. Although this would seem ironic at first, as Draco's inclination to Dark Arts during his early to middle years (and his success at casting the very dark Imperius Curse) his last years at school led to a change of his lifestyle that made him realise he had gone further than he expected, and henceforth turn away from the Dark Arts.”

Draco was opposed to Dark Arts from a young age even though his father was most certainly very into them. Which is extremely interesting. What was Draco like before he came to Howarts? I can only assume his mum was a good and living influence on his life (she’s definitely flawed and believing in blood purity, but she will give up her own life and happiness if it means Draco is alive and happy).

And yeah Draco was always a terrible Death Eater because his heart was not truly in it. He wanted to save his family and himself from dying.

Draco’s wand in Harry’s hand (GET YOUR MIND OUT IF THE GUTTER)

“Harry looked down at the hawthorn wand that had once belonged to Draco Malfoy. He had been surprised, but pleased, to discover that it worked for him at least as well as Hermione's had done.” - Deathly Hallows

IM SORRY BUT DRACOS WAND CHANGING ALLIANCE TO HARRY IS THE GAYEST THING EVER.

Wands to tend to have difficult time switching masters. Yet Dracos wand doesn’t. It works great for Harry despite Garry not winning it fairly.

Draco’s wand is one that is the least likely to turn into dark arts. The wand chooses the wizard. On the topic of wands Dracos wand felt the most friendly to Harry and he defeated Voldemort with it. Dracos wand also is said to have a very hard time to switch owners/ sides yet there was no problem of it when Harry took it from Draco. Draco didn’t even fight back enough for it. Almost as if he wanted Harry to have it. Which would make sense that the wand worked so well for Harry as Draco wanted it to work for Harry. It only makes sense that way. It may have not been intended by JkR to write that but it’s what she wrote.

Not Identifying Harry in the Malfoy Manor

Draco lies to his family risking his own and his family’s lives to give Harry time to escape the Manor. He knows Harry is Harry but instead says he “can’t be sure” which is the only response he could go for in order for Harry and his friends not to be killed. If Draco said that Harry was not Harry, him, Hermione and Ron would have been killed because they are useless to the Death Eaters and Snatchers.

Draco is top student in some of his classes from what we know. He is smart, he must have known how to deal with this situation. He also was terrified when he saw Harry as Harry noticed.

“… Draco… approached.

“Well, Draco?” said Lucius Malfoy... “Is it? Is it Harry Potter?”

“I can’t—I can’t be sure,” said Draco….

“But look at him carefully, look! Come closer!… …Draco, come here, look properly! What do you think?”

“…Draco’s expression was full of reluctance, even fear.

“I don’t know,” he said, and he walked away…”

-Deathly Hallows

Harry noticed so many of Dracos emotions, more than anyone, they both read each other so well. Know each other by their breath, by their slight movement (main piece of proof is the emotive HBP). They know what the other is going to say or is thinking. Harry knew Draco was terrified and didn’t want to torture Rowle as his punishment. He could see it on Dracos face in his visions after the Manor escape. So far so Harry felt bad for Draco, it hurt him to look at it and he had to cut off that connection it hurt him so much.

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“More, Rowle, or shall we end it and feed you to Nagini? Lord Voldemort is not sure that he will forgive this time. . . . You called me back for this, to tell me that Harry Potter has escaped again? Draco, give Rowle another taste of our displeasure. . . . Do it, or feel my wrath yourself!”

A log fell in the fire: Flames reared, their light darting across a terrified, pointed white face — with a sense of emerging from deep water, Harry drew heaving breaths and opened his eyes.

He was spread-eagled on the cold black marble floor, his nose inches from one of the silver serpent tails that supported the large bathtub. He sat up. Malfoy’s gaunt, petrified face seemed branded on the inside of his eyes. Harry felt sickened by what he had seen, by the use to which Draco was now being put by Voldemort.” - Deathly Hallows

Also going back to Draco, he had to live with Voldemort since his fifth year. Terrified, watching people die in his house, terrified that his parents or himself will be tortured or killed. And let’s not lie he probably was tortured himself by letting Harry get away. Draco is a skilled at occlumency so he could probably hide his feelings towards Harry from Voldemort or his father.

Harry saves Draco from the Room of Requirements and then again even tho Draco is talking to a Death Eather saying he is on their side. Harry cares about Draco not dying. He risks his own and his friends lives to save Draco. I’m pretty sure Harry would not to that to other people he hates and he didn’t- not Crabbe or Goyle. All he cared about was Draco. This boy is not just a noble Gryffinor and his Harry-self who is adamant about saving lives. He cares about Draco more than he does for other people that are not his friends or family.

I can definitely continue but if people want to add to it, please feel free as I WOULD LIVE IT!

[therealvinelle]

PAUSE? i have never considered the idea that TOM created the room of requirement. i actually never thought abt who mightve made it... but considering he hid the diadem "among years of students' discarded items" it was likely made before his time? damn there goes that idea. actually perhaps ravenclaw made it considering the diadem presumably also has some sort of legilimency powers (gives you "wisdom") and its located on the upper levels too

Anon is referring to this post, where I contemplated the Room of Requirements and put out that Tom might be the creator. And while it's not a theory I'm particularly invested in, I was... surprisingly able to come up with good arguments, at least good enough that Tom gets put on the list of possible creators for that room.

Just for the record, the "among years of students' discarded items" argument proves nothing about the age of the chamber. Harry enters the room where things are hidden, it simply means that Tom once entered the Room of Requirements with the thought "I need a good hiding place".

So, to retrace my thinking:

Somebody, somewhere, created the Room of Requirements

We have two scenarios for when the room was created, and it was either constructed along with the castle or it was made later on.

If it's the former then Tom Riddle obviously didn't create it, however, I will assume it's the latter. This room isn't used as a learning resource, it isn't widely known, and it is... a very strange thing to implement.

A bit about the Room of Requirements

Most of Hogwarts' esoteric features read like they were implemented by someone working to improve the school. The moving staircases seem impractical at first glance but I can imagine some genius thought, "this way the students will save energy as they can wait for the staircase to move them to where they wanted to go! Get fucked, Escher stairs!", the portraits are surely excellent guards for the student common rooms, just as the Ravenclaw tower being guarded by riddles will surely be delightful!

Were the people making these features particularly practical about it, no, but the point I'm making is that the Room of Requirements doesn't seem to have a purpose beyond being the place students can stash their porn.

It is, however, a room that detects students who are concentrating on a need, interprets this need and then to the best of its ability becomes a physical space filled with objects that are best suited to accommodate this need.

It reads to me like something someone created as an academic exercise.

We also know, from the Marauders being able to create a map that tracks every person present at Hogwarts, that Hogwarts is not... locked from students, for lack of a better term. However James, Sirius, Remus and Peter gained access to this kind of information (and I imagine they have the map connected to some kind of ward that does the surveillance for them, whether they erected the ward themselves or made a use of an existing one doesn't matter as either option allows students... an alarming amount of leeway) the fact remains they shouldn't have been able to.

Which goes a long way in indicating that rumors of Hogwarts impregnable wards might have been exaggerated.

Where Tom comes in

We know Tom was in the top tier of students to have attended Hogwarts, if the room's creator was a student then he's automatically on the shortlist.

And since the room is in Hogwarts, it would have to be either a student or faculty creating it. A student is in my eyes the most likely option, as a faculty member wanting to a bit of magical experimentation would have better arenas to do this than the hallway at their workplace.

A student growing up in a Muggle household, however, would not. If that student is also a prefect, later Head Boy, then all the more occasion to do this as it means he'd be able to be out past curfew with no questions asked.

As for why I suspect Tom specifically: the Room of Requirements is, at its core, a legillimency room. It reads your mind, and uses the direction of your thoughts to give itself form. It's a very neat enchantment, and something very few people would be capable of.

We know Tom Riddle was a talented legillimens even before he started Hogwarts, we know he was compelling people. We also know that by the time he was sixteen, he could implant false memories of committing a triple homicide in a stranger's mind. In other words, he'd been developing his talents. We also know Tom had a talent for wandless magic, and that he'd been self-taught for the first few years.

Now, seeing the Sorting Hat read minds and make verdicts but not be able to do anything further than that, and learning to make objects transform, vanish, or appear with the power of his mind in other classes, who's to say Tom Riddle wasn't inspired to create an object that would read the wizard's mind and then do the magic itself?

Last of all, we know he used the room.

What we know is that somebody certainly did this, and I think it is likely that this somebody was a student at Hogwarts, somebody extremely gifted and innovative and with a talent for Legillimency, and who didn't have occasion to create this room elsewhere.

I can't prove it was Tom, but he's on the shortlist.

[amomorii]

Don't let go

[aroaceleovaldez]

the dynamic of demigods thinking which other demigod is the most powerful is always amusing to me because. like, we know the big 3 kids are all the most powerful. That's just a fact of their universe. And then we know nearly every character views Percy as the strongest demigod, and most people are very rightfully intimidated by him.

and you look at the powers of the Big 3 kids and there's Percy, but then you realize Nico is just kind of objectively more powerful than him but simply chooses to hang out in Percy's shadow like he's Percy's scary dog privileges. Like, the two of them are pretty equally capable of causing multiple different apocalypses. Nico just also has like four different instakill powers and it's not like he doesn't use them. He very much uses them! Not infrequently, even! And they don't seem to take a significant amount of energy from him! And other demigods are pretty intimidated by both of them! But Nico makes a conscious point to keep his cards close to his chest and not let on exactly how dangerous and scary he can be if he wants to. People are already scared enough of him without knowing anything about him and he doesn't like that. Percy doesn't think about that nearly as much, and so usually just goes in guns blazing and that's part of why he's considered a wildcard. And then Nico himself puts Percy on a pedestal, so those who do know more about Nico's abilities then presume Nico knows something they don't about Percy that implies Percy is even stronger than him.

And even on a meta level Nico's narrative role requires him to be functionally more powerful than Percy, because he very often serves the purpose of getting Percy out of situations he can't handle on his own. That's just part of his function as a character! But also narratively he can't overshadow Percy so he just takes a backseat of his own accord and that's very amusing to me.

[myrows]

Waiting for the sunrise in the room of requirement

[lala-blahblah]

The thing is I don't believe Miles Edgeworth would ever say "I love you" to Nick, and I don't think he would reach out to hold him. But I do think the moment he hears about what's going on with Trucy he would show up at Nick's door with a stack of documentation on adoption and sit down with him for hours as they wade through the legal process to gain custody. One step at a time, you are not alone in this, we'll figure this out together. Acts of service my beloved... Let me ease your burden by taking it on. I love you and want you to be well.

[moonstruckmoony]

Sneaking friends into the Room of Requirement 👀 Guess what each of them are saying/thinking?

[allofthelights11]

Five Months Until Summer - 27k, rated E

She's tried three times over holiday break and it hasn't worked out. Now she has a little more than five months until summer when she can try again. It can't be Ron. Even if were someone she was less close to, she can't shag someone she knows, someone she's known since they were all eleven, and have it get around the school. How ridiculous. She straightens her skirt and wraps her tie around her neck to begin tying it before they get too close to Hogsmeade. Her fingers fumble with it absently when she bounces right off a hard chest. Ice blue eyes narrow down at her. She tries to squeeze by him and maybe she imagines it, but he seems to hesitate a fraction of a second. She ducks under his arm instead and continues on towards her own carriage, wondering why her pulse sped up, and why it won't slow back down now that she's noticed it.

Five Months Until Summer - art by @dara-art

Complete on AO3, 27k words, rated E, AO3 acct required

[blorger]

“It’s hot,” Malfoy said, as if Harry couldn’t tell that from looking at him. His face had flushed pink and his hair had gone limp with sweat. His robes remained buttoned all the way up to his throat, and the fine black wool had to be stifling. “Then take off your robes,” Harry said. Malfoy’s chin came up a fraction. “No.” “Then quit complaining,” Harry told him. Like that would ever happen. “Fuck off, Potter,” Malfoy snapped at him. He shoved a hand through his damp hair and it stood up oddly on one side. Harry fought down the urge to taunt him about it. “One or the other, Malfoy. Either take off your robes or shut your mouth.” “I can’t,” Malfoy said. Harry rolled his eyes again. “Well, I knew that much. If you were capable of keeping your fucking mouth shut—” “No,” Malfoy interrupted. “I mean, I can’t.” He fixed his gaze on the wall just beside Harry’s head. “I’m a wizard.” “I’ve noticed that,” Harry said dryly. “I’m a proper wizard,” Malfoy clarified, his eyes darting to Harry before sliding away again. “Unlike you.” Harry’s hands clenched into fists. “If you’re going to lecture me on blood purity you can just—” “I’m not wearing anything under them,” Malfoy said. He gave a haughty sniff. “It ruins the lines.” Harry blinked at him. “So you’re, er…” “Yes.” “Not even, um…” “No.” “Bloody hell.” Harry felt a bit faint, and he couldn’t quite blame it on the stuffy warmth of the small room.

from In the Interest of Interhouse Cooperation by firethesound

[traceyc-uk]

(How not to) Care of Magical Beasts: I do this all the time and feel mega guilty hurting my poor beast babies.

[lavender-000]

Finding James curled up on the floor in the room of Requirements was not something Regulus ever got used to.

His sun hidden by thick clouds of sadness broke his heart.

"Mon amour, what's wrong" the black haired whispered while kneeling down to embrace his lover. After the months together he knew physics touch is something James needed right now- who is he do deny the sun?

"I just-" James began in between his tears. "I feel like I'm letting everyone down".

"My love, you know that's not true"

"but-" James began before quickly being interrupted.

"Mon amour, tu es le solei. You are incapable of hurting anyone. You love with your whole soul, know they love you back"

James didn't respond with words, he hid from the world in Regulus' embrace and that was enough.

They eventually moved from the floor after their joints began to grow painful and stiff. But even then, they never left their little bubble away from the worldly troubles.

Here, it was just Regulus and James. An uncanny couple that fit together like a puzzle piece. Complicated and challenging, but together as one.

[rottenherbs]

Lost and Found

Pairing: H.P x Reader Tags: Slow burn // Fluff Summary: After a frustrating assignment was given, you rush around the castle to find a place to rest when a mysterious door opens where you swear one wasn't before. Finding a place to take a nap, Harry finds you in his cozy corner he created to escape the outside world. W/C: 1.9k A/N: i fucking looooooooove a slow burn omg sorry!! I also love the potential for second chapters to really get the love going ya know hahah. If you want something faster or a more established crush or relationships my requests are open!!! Much love, Saige [masterlist]

It wasn't until your fifth year when you found the room of requirement. Walking down the halls in the early afternoon frustrated with the written assignment Snape gave you. Seriously, four feet of parchment? The sound of your uniform shoes clacking against the stone pavement echoed it the hall as you rushed to find a place of solace to collect your thoughts.

Just behind you, the sound of moving rock and stone shook you to stop in your place. Eerily looking over your shoulder, you question yourself whether or not that door was there just moments before. You shifted your book bag as you turned to see if any other students were nearby. You feel an immediate sense of secrecy as you reach towards the doorknob. With a little extra push, it gave way, opening it only enough to sneak your body through. You close it quietly, backing into it trying to see through the dust and darkness.

”Lumos” you whispered, your wand lit slightly illuminating only a few feet in front of you. You paused to listen, trying to gauge whether you were alone or not. Taking only a beat, you continue forward, finally noticing all of the mismatched items and strange furniture that seemed to go for miles.

It must be some sort of miscellaneous room? You think to yourself. Although the items were covered in dust and didn’t look very important, it made sense that Hogwarts had a space that could hold items that were needed in a timely manner. Hundreds of wooden folded chairs stacked upon themselves tower around you. It felt almost like a museum.

Just out of the corner of your eye, a small sunbeam brought your attention to a couch tucked in its own corner, not dusty, not old, but almost new and untouched. Curiosity gets the best of you as you ignore everything around you and walk towards the spot. As you reached the rugged floor where the couch sat, candles appeared around you lighting themselves. In awe you drop your book bags and take the opportunity to sit for a moment. The juxtaposition of this cozy corner to the rest of the drab cold mystery room was stark. You could feel yourself melting into the cough, enveloping the warm feeling it radiated to your body. You take a moment to check your watch realizing you had several hours until your study date with Hermione after supper. You could take a quick nap without worry. Your eyes close as your body curls into itself, the sound of the crackling candles bringing you easily to a cascading slumber.

————-

Your body was startled awake by the sounds of a door closing. Your eyes open frightened, forgetting for a second where you fell asleep. The slow shuffling feet of the new intruder quickly made you realize you were not sure if you were allowed to be here. The thumping of your chest quickened as you attempted to grab your book bag and blow out the candles just before the person's feet came into view. Your eyes widened as you slowly stood up, a sense of relief noticing it was a student's uniform but immediately washed back with nervousness as you realized who it was.

“I didn’t know other people knew of this place.” His voice is soft and quiet, soon recognizing a small look of fear in your eyes. “It’s okay you're here, I mean it's not mine to dictate.” His hand quickly reached to the back of his head fidgeting with his black hair. You stand like a statue not realizing the silence enveloping you both. Harry clears his throat looking around.

“Sorry, oh my god, you're..” You start, the anxious motions taking over you. Of course you knew Harry. Not necessarily in the “boy who lived’ type of way. But in the realization that he wasn't a professor or a prefect for that matter. “ I genuinely thought I was in trouble a moment ago.” A large sigh of relief takes over you as you slump comfortably again, letting your book bag drop to the floor. A small chuckle comes from Harry as he shifts his feet from under him.

“How did you find this place?” He asked, picking up a small snow globe at the table next to him, trying to keep his focus on his hands and not the girl who was sitting in his secret area of solitude. He wasn't upset that she found it, almost a relief that he didn’t have to bring Ron or Hermione here to show them what he was working on. He could keep it his secret for a little while longer.

“The door just…. Appeared.” You said quietly. “I was rushing out of class to work on some dumb essay when i heard the wall move and i couldn't remember if the door was there before or not.” You sit trying to remember earlier that day. Were you crazy? This room had to have been here the whole time.

“They call it the room of requirement.” He set the snow globe back on the table and turned to you slightly. “It only reveals itself to an individual who needs it. Sometimes it shows me other types of rooms. But this one is my favorite.” His eyes cascade around you, not landing on you for more than seconds. His cheeks were colored slightly by the candles around him. His hands fidgety and nervous, but content all together.

“I don't understand, why is it all old….stuff and yet this area seems brand new.” Your hands rubbing the fabric of the couch feeling the crushed velvet on your fingertips.

“Oh I made this.” His voice was quiet but matter of fact. Your eyes widened. When in godric's name would Harry Potter have the time to create all of this. You and Harry shared most of your classes and you could always see him with Ron or Hermione together conjuring up plans or going to Hagrid's. He seemed more busy than the average student.

“It’s beautiful.” It was all you could say. It was the truth, you did enjoy your moments in this place, finding it easy to sleep. You took a second to realize that you should let him enjoy his own space. Clearing your throat you pick up your bag and press out your uniform.

“Thank you for sharing it with me, even for just a few hours.” You say smiling at him. You couldn’t help but flicker your eyes to his scar, it was faint but a reminder that it really was Harry Potter in front of you.

“You don't have to go if you don't want to.” His hands hold out, almost halting you from leaving. His eyes were soft but a sense of pleading ushered you to sit back down on the couch. He’d never reveal, but he was able to watch you for a moment while you slept, your hair cascading on your face as your eyelashes flickered to the sound of his feet. He was mesmerized by you. Mesmerized by a girl in his space using it for the reason he made it for himself. It appeared when you needed it most, and he was the one to build it. It was a strange feeling but he felt important, not for being Harry, but for being a creator of peace and not chaos.

The room fell silent as you patted the seat next you, inviting him to sit. He hesitated for a second but took the opportunity and sat lazily next to you. You could smell his cologne or the shampoo he used, you couldn’t tell but you liked it just the same.

“So do you come in here and sleep too.” You ask, resting your head on the back of the couch looking up to the ceiling.

He mimicked your actions before responding; “mmm sometimes. Sometimes I come here to just be alone ya know.” You both just look up for a moment.

“This room is insane when you think about it.” You mumble softly. Harry's head turns to face you. He is closer than you realize, but you keep your head facing up feeling his soft exhales hit your cheek.

“I never caught your name.” Harry says quietly. He was taking in your side profile while he could in the moment. The way the sun hit your nose and reflected off of your cheek, you looked like a Victorian painting to him, beautiful and almost untouchable. He stared hoping to memorize this moment. He has only seen you in class or talking to Hermione after quizzes to get each other's viewpoints on the topics. The opportunity to speak to you never felt natural but now he was alone with you in the room of requirement only a few inches from each other.

”It's y/n” you say, turning slightly towards him. You made eye contact for a moment, his eyes were beautiful and the tension growing around you two. If on cue, two small birds fly above you both tweeting and chasing after each other. You both look up in astonishment.

“I’m never leaving.” You whisper trying to keep sight of the birds. Your hands fall and rest to your side on the couch, the feeling of his leg shooting small bolts of electricity to your chest. Even just being in this room was amazing but being alone with Harry was something special. You both follow the birds to the best of your ability, his hands very slowly moving from his lap trying to be coy with his attempt to touch your hand. It took a lot of courage from Harry to finally relax his hand to rest on top of yours. You both don't verbally mention it and keep quiet, the sounds of your beating heartbeat almost overtaking all of your senses.

You turn your head to look at Harry just for a moment before he does the same. Both of you staring into each other's eyes in a silent moment together. You move your hands to entwine your fingers with his, not saying a word. The moment lasts for an eternity as you break eye contact and rest your head on his shoulder. It felt natural and sweet. Before you could realize the feeling of sleep crept up on you and you almost slumped into his chest. Harry's eyes widened as your body rested closer to his, feeling a sense of protection taking over him as he readjusted his arms to wrap around you. He’d let you sleep for as long as you would, if it meant he could stay in this moment with you.

[gabbymfoy]

Soft and loving sex with Draco

Pairing: Draco x reader

Word count: 1,783

Warnings: smut, oral(female receiving), vaginal sex,

Summary: You meet Draco in the room of requirement for some much needed alone time.

He needed you so so bad right now. He hadn’t been able to focus all day. He’d spent all of his classes day dreaming about you and his cock was so hard it was throbbing painfully in his pants. He paced the room of requirement impatiently waiting for you, resisting the urge to palm himself through his pants just to get some kind of relief. He knew if he started touching himself now he’d barely last a minute when you finally showed up. Finally, he heard the door gently open and close, and saw you.

He was a beautiful sight to see. So clearly worked up to the point of absolute impatience already for you. His hair was slightly out of place, his cheeks were tinged with red, his uniform was untucked, and his pants were bulging so dramatically, you thought he might break his zipper. “What took you so long?” He asked, a hint of irritation and desperation in his voice. Instead of answering, you approached him and immediately grabbed his bulge as you pulled him into a kiss by the back of his neck. He couldn’t stop a moan as he leaned into your touch, bucking into your hand eagerly. You slowly rubbed him as you guided the two of you to the bed in the middle of the room and pushed him back onto it, landing on top and straddling him. “I’m sorry love. But I’m here now.” You said softly into his ear while grinding yourself against him. He let out a whimper as he matched your movements, grinding up into you as well. You held his head by the back of his neck right at the beginning of his skull and stroked the hair there as you pulled him into a slow, passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around your back, gripped your long hair and deepened the kiss with a moan.

He sat up, keeping you straddled on his lap. “I’ve been thinking about you all day darling.” He said with a breathy whisper while unbuttoning your top. He hungrily wrapped his mouth around your left breast while kneading the other gently with his hand. You moaned and let your head fall back as his tongue flicked your hardening nipple as he lightly sucked. You ran your hands under his shirt and up his back, feeling his smooth, tight skin. You felt goosebumps form on his pale skin as you lightly scratched up to his shoulders. And dug your nails into them as he lightly nipped the bud of your nipple with his teeth. A soft moan escaped your lips and you felt his cock twitch against your heat. You brought his forehead to yours as you started to unbutton his shirt and he pulled you into a deep kiss when your hands made it to the last button, and lowered to undo his belt. Once his belt was off, his breathing grew more rapid, and he began lightly bucking up into your hand as you undid his zipper and button. You moaned softly “someone’s excited” you said into his mouth then bit his lip.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day y/n. I could hardly listen to my lectures.” He says looking into your eyes. You were taken aback by his beauty. His hair was ruffled out of its usually perfect sweep, and his eyes held nothing but pure desperation as they looked back and forth between yours. Your core throbbed as you felt an intense hunger for him at this sight. This boy was such a powerful figure on campus. Between his status and his attitude, no one dared to cross Malfoy in the school. And yet here, he was putty in your hand. He was obsessed with you, and completely at your mercy. He needed you so bad and couldn’t deny it. You couldn’t help but moan at the thought of this as he grabbed your hip and the back of your neck and flipped you over so that you lay under him. He dragged your skirt snd panties down your body and brought his hand to your core. You gasped and let out a shaky breath as he rubbed your clit with his fingers, his cock teasing your hole. He smirked as he felt how you soaked his hand and bucked your hips up towards his cock, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you, clenching around nothing. “It looks like I’m not the only one who’s been thinking about this all day, am I?” He says smirking as he slowly and sweetly kisses your jaw. You let out a moan and grab him by the back of the head, running your fingers through his hair and moving his head to your neck. You begin to answer him, but he starts sucking on your sweet spot and grinding his cock against your clit, and your response gets swallowed in a shaky moan. You feel Draco’s smirk widen

As he moves his cock to tease your hole with his tip. “Oh” you moan softly as you buck up into his cock, trying desperately to get more of him inside of you. “Shhh sh sh” he hushes softly against your lips. “I’ve got you love.” His body lowers as he kisses down your neck, your collar bone, lingers at your breasts, and down your stomach until he gets to your core. His arms wrap under and around your thighs, and his hands come to rest on your mid stomach, just below your ribcage, forcing your thighs to raise a bit and rest on his arms. His thumbs stroke your skin lovingly as he places slow, deep, open mouth kisses on your inner thigh, inching closer to your glistening pussy at an agonizingly slow rate. Finally he reaches your pussy, inhaling your scent before moaning and attaching his mouth to your clit and sucking. You gasp and grab his hair, feeling the soft blond strands bob up and back as he continues to make out with your clit, and rub it with his tongue. You could feel his smirk against you as a moan escaped your lips and you bucked up against his mouth. One of his hands snaked out from under your thigh, and moved to circle the entrance of your hole. He repeatedly pressed an inch of his finger into you slowly, teasing you while his mouth continued to pleasure your clit. You raised your legs and placed them on top of his shoulders, gently squeezing up into his mouth and finger, trying to feel more of him. “Come on love. What’s the magic word?” He said against you, his hot breath tickling your cunt. “Please!” You cried softly, and finally, his finger plunged into you as he once again wrapped his mouth against your clit and licked it at a fast pace. As his long finger repeatedly hit the perfect spot within you, and he sucked and licked at your clit, you grabbed his head and thrusted your hips towards his face. Your breath became shaky as moans escaped your lips “o my God…Draco!” You cried as you felt your release approaching “I…mmh…I-I’m gonna-“ and suddenly he pulled away, leaving you on the edge. “Hey!” You cried in a breathy voice before he grabbed you by the thighs and pulled you down closer to him so that his mouth was level with yours. He moaned as he crashed his soft lips into yours, and grinded his throbbing erection into your sensitive core. He kisses down your jaw until he reaches your ear. He reached down to align himself as he whispers “You drive me crazy y/n.” He takes His cock, rock hard, angry red and shinning with precum, and rubs himself up and down your slit. You moan as you feel him rub against your clit, insert his tip, and then come back up to rub your clit again. You grab the hair on the back of his neck and grip his mid back. “Please Draco!” You cry, looking desperately into his stormy eyes. He couldn’t resist you when you looked so pretty begging for him. He plunged himself into you as deep as he could as you gasped and gripped his body with your nails. He groans and lowers his head to your neck as he thrusts into you at a slow but steady pace. “Fuck y/n” he says as his breath grows heavy against your neck. You moan and scratch lightly at his back and his thrusts start to speed up. You know he wants to tease you by keeping a slower pace, but he simply can’t help himself. He lifts his head from your neck and places his forehead against yours. You lift your legs and wrap them around him, pushing him further into you. His face scrunched as he moans, and kisses you deeply, you feel so completely surrounded by him. His scent completely overwhelming you, his arms on either side of you, resting his body on his elbows while he cradles the base of your head with one hand and brushes some hair out of your face with the other, his breath filling your mouth and lungs as he breathes quickly, his firm and pale body pressed flush against yours, and his cock filling you up so that you could feel him in your stomach. You arch your back as his hips thrust into yours at an even quicker pace. “Draco!” You cry between moans.

“I know love” he says through shaky breaths. “I’m-ah-im gonna cum” he says, you’re moaning so hard you can’t form words, so you simply nod and grab his face, pulling him into a deep kiss while the coil tightens further and further until you hear Draco whine and feel him twitch inside of you, and the coil snaps hard. You gasp and moan as you clench around him again and again. He holds you tight and jolts into you again and again while ropes of his warm cum shoot out of him and fill you up until you’re dripping. He continued thrusting while you both ride out your highs until eventually his thrusts finally slow and then stop. he rolls over and takes a deep breath before pulling you into his chest and placing a long kiss on the top of your head. “Jesus Draco.” You say melting into his body. He lets out a breathy laugh and lies there for a moment longer before reaching for his wand and casting a spell to clean you both up. “You’re incredible” he says while tucking you both under the covers. You raise your face to his and say “as are you” before kissing him slowly and falling asleep.

[essektheylyss]

I miss the original Aeor arc but specifically because I didn't have any responsibilities in 2021. I had fuck-all to do. No one expected me to attend events. Now you can't even spend a day rotating the blorbos in your mind. The economy is in fucking shambles.

[moonstruckmoony]

Someone had too much fun playing with thestral foals in the swamp vivarium… 🐶

[chillentertainer]

ralph fiennes and sergio castellitto as david and giovanni from Giovanni’s Room (James Baldwin) do you see the vision

now imagine them having this argument in particular ^