#soft!draco x reader

[actually-mentally-ill]

[mrsmikaelsxn]

A Malfoy And A Potter

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pairing: draco malfoy x female potter reader

warnings: fluff, kissing

summary: you and draco have been dating in secret but the secret comes out when you two attend the yule ball together

a/n: i am so sorry i have not posted in forever, i've just been busy with school and work, and trying to catch up on my reading goal for the year! it's almost summer break so i should be posting more again :)

song: sleigh ride - the ronettes

You were currently pushed up against the wall by your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.

His lips roam the smooth skin of your jaw and throat. Peppering you with loving kisses while you play with his hair.

Both of you are breathing heavy and he brings his lips back up to your mouth as he kisses you. You let out a satisfied hum and put your hands on his chest.

You gently push him back a bit and he looks at you. "What's wrong, love?"

"Someone is going to see us," you whisper.

"Hm, well that sucks for them," he grins and kisses you again.

You push him and laugh, "I guess you're right," you smile.

"They're going to see us when we go to the ball tomorrow night, you do know that, don't you?"

"Well of course, I know that!"

Draco pulls you into his chest and rests his head on yours, "If Potter has a problem with you and me tomorrow, I'll be more than happy to practice some hexes on him," he glides his hand along your waist.

"There will be no practicing hexes, Draco," you pick up his hand and kiss it before walking out of his embrace.

"Boring!"

"Oh, don't be such a baby," you squeeze his cheeks. "Anyway, I'll be off to dinner now, you should come too," you start walking to the great hall and he follows you like a lost puppy.

You go in and sit with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. "Hello," you smile at them.

"Hi, Y/n," Hermione smiles.

"Hey, mate," Ron says.

"Greetings," Harry salutes you. You grin and salute him back.

"So, do you all have your dates?" You ask them. You already knew about Hermione's date, of course, you two are like sisters.

"Er- not exactly," Harry replies scratching the back of his neck.

"Same here," Ron sighs and drops his head onto the table. You cover your mouth to stop your laugh when he groans in pain.

"Welp, you two got under a day left," you clasp your hands.

"What about you?" Ron asks, "I've been wondering if you finally picked someone out of the two hundred people who asked you," he says with amusement.

"Oh don't be silly, Ron, it was not two hundred people!"

"Sorry- two hundred and seven," he corrects.

You roll your eyes, but it was true. You four have literally been tallying how many people have asked you, boys and girls. "Well, yes, I have a date."

"Really? Who?" Hermione asks.

"I suppose you'll have to see tomorrow," you exclaim with a smile.

You were in your room getting ready for the ball, slightly panicking. Hermione was already dressed and now helping you. "Y/n, you don't need to be nervous," she says as she helps with your hair.

"I know but-"

"No buts. You are perfect and you dance amazingly! Your date is very lucky," she smiles.

You relax a bit and look at her through the mirror, "Hermione, have I mentioned how much I love you?"

"Yes, yes you have," she takes her wand to finish your hair. You already did your makeup with some of her assistance. She claps her hands in excitement, "I believe it's time for the dress!"

You pick up the beautiful dark green gown. You had bought Draco a matching tie when you picked the dress out.

You put the dress on and flatten out some wrinkles.

"You look stunning!" Hermione squeals.

"You mean that?"

"Of course! Now, let's head to the ball!" Hermione links her arm with yours. You two make your way to the entrance when you start to panic again. For someone as well known and popular as you, you get social anxiety often.

"You go in first, I'm scared," you bite your lip nervously.

She sighs but nods. She gives you a quick smile with a thumbs up before she heads down the stairs and goes to her date, Viktor Krum. You peak through the curtain to watch. Ron's jaw drops when he looks at her and her date. He looks angry and you could almost laugh.

After pacing for two minutes you decided to just go down. You pull the curtain and try to sneak in without being noticed. Unfortunately, things don't always go the way you want.

There were an absurd amount of gasps as you made your way down the stairs, praying to Merlin that you didn't trip in your heels. The gaping gazes of the people there making you even more nervous.

You see Draco talking with his best friend, Blaise Zabini. Draco listens to his friend talk as he waits for you to arrive. He notices his friends eyes widened as his mouth opens a bit.

He furrows his brows and looks to see everyone staring at something. He looks and his eyes land on you. He feels all the air sucked out of him. He admires you and then snaps out of his trance and makes his way over you, who was smiling at him.

He holds out his hand and you place yours in his. He leans down to your ear and whispers, "I hope you know how ethereal you look, sweetheart," he pulls back and you blush. Another round of gasps fill the room and you hear a, "WHAT?!" You look over and see Harry rushing over to you two, "I- what in Merlin's name are you doing with Malfoy?!"

"Um, he's my date," you say.

Harry's jaw drops as his head goes back between the two of you. You laugh and shake your head.

Draco pulls on your hand, "I would appreciate a dance with my girlfriend while you continue gaping," he places his hand on your lower back and walks you to where people started to dance.

"GIRLFRIEND??!!"

[theosbaby]

off-limits

stepbro!draco malfoy x fem!reader

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part two ;; birthday princess

summary; as his stepsister, you're supposed to be off-limits, but you're just too irresistible. one little taste wouldn't hurt... right?

warnings; innocent!reader, soft!draco, stepcest, use of y/n (just once), corruption, SMUT, fingering, virginity loss, a lot of praising, unprotected sex (wrap it up everybody!)

author's note; english isn't my first language, so you might find some mistakes!

it was midnight, the rain was pouring outside, and you couldn't sleep; the thunderstorm had you tossing and turning in bed anxiously. you had always been afraid of storms and being alone in your massive bedroom back in malfoy manor was doing nothing to ease your fear.

you got up from your bed, walking towards the door to leave your room. the house was in complete silence —everyone was asleep, of course. carefully of not doing any noise, you made your way towards your stepbrother's bedroom and, once you arrived there, you opened the door quietly. you saw him sleeping peacefully under his covers, his dishevelled platinum hair peeking through the sheets. you approached his bed, shaking him softly to wake him up and he started to open his grey eyes, frowning in confusion when he saw you standing there.

"y/n?" he muttered, still sleepy, as he rubbed his eye gently.

you bit your lip, feeling bad for waking him up in the middle of the night, and you started shivering a little bit, your tiny pijamas were doing nothing to cover you from the cold december air.

"mmm... i'm sorry for waking you, but it's storming," you answered as you looked at him with big innocent eyes, then you added, "can i stay here with you?"

draco's eyes seemed to soften when he saw you standing there, so scared and vulnerable, and he immediately nodded, flashing you a reassuring smile.

"yeah, of course," he said, pulling his bedsheets out of the way so that you could crawl beneath them, "climb in."

as you climbed into bed with him, he wrapped and arm around your body to warm you up. there was something comforting about being in his embrace that made you feel safe and secure. you snuggled next to him, sighing as you started to relax.

"thank you, draco," you muttered.

he always took care of you during storms, he had done it since you were kids; in fact, he was the only one who knew about your phobia.

he kissed you softly on the forehead before hugging you tighter against his body, muttering, "anytime, princess."

your heart melted when he called you 'princess', it was such a sweet nickname. you smiled as you rested your head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat; it was calming, like music that put you in a trance. draco made you feel things you should certainly not feel for your stepbrother, but you couldn't help it, he was so loving and caring with you; no one had ever treated you like he did.

you stayed silent for a moment, then asked, "why do you always call me 'princess'?"

draco smiled down at you, brushing a strand of hair away from your face tenderly. after that, he caressed your cheek with his fingertips, making your skin prickle under his soft touch. he cupped your face to make you look up at him, your gaze met his.

"because you remind me of one... so pure and innocent and so beautiful," he whispered as he looked at you with adoring eyes; your heart skipped a beat.

your cheeks flushed slightly at his compliment, and you felt a strange sensation in your stomach, like a bunch of butterflies fluttering around inside of it. You never thought someone would say such kind words to you, especially not your stepbrother.

"you're so sweet, draco," you cooed.

draco pressed another gentle kiss against your forehead before speaking again, "just for you, my pretty girl."

there was a noticeable hint of desire in his voice that you had never heard before, and it sent shivers down your spine. you trembled slightly, feeling a sudden heat spread through your body, and you bit your lower lip nervously. it felt like something had shifted suddenly between the two of you.

"i like it when you call me that..." you stammered nervously, looking at him with big innocent eyes full of longing, as you started toying with the hem of his white t-shirt.

draco's hand moved to the small of your back, pulling you closer to him, your bodies now completely pressed together. you could feel the heat radiating from his skin, while he couldn't resist leaning down to place a trail of kisses along your neck, starting at your jawline and working down towards your collarbone.

"you look so fucking beautiful when you blush," he whispered between kisses, his fingers lingering over the waistband of your shorts.

your breathing quickened, and so did your heartbeat. you let out a soft gasp as his lips trailed over your sensitive skin, making you squirm. your hands found their way to his hair, pulling and tugging it gently as a response to his kisses.

"draco, wait... this isn't right," you stuttered in a barely audible voice, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden rush of new sensations coursing through your veins.

"oh, but it does feel fucking right," he said, grinning as his hands moved to grab your thighs while he brushed his lips lightly against yours, then he asked you, "can i kiss you, princess?"

your breath hitched when he called you 'princess' again, and your heart raced faster than ever. you bit your lower lip nervously, but you nodded.

"yeah..." you answered shyly as your gaze inevitably dropped to his lips.

draco took advantage of your consent, pressing his lips softly against yours in a tender kiss that left both of you breathless. his hands squeezed your thighs tightly, pulling you even closer to him as he deepened the kiss after a few seconds. his tongue slipped past your parted lips, exploring every corner of your mouth eagerly. you could feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against your belly through the fabric of his sweatpants, and it made your own desire grow stronger; you couldn't help but moan softly into the kiss.

"i want to see you," he murmured against your lips, breaking the kiss briefly.

"see me?" you whispered back, not quite understanding what he meant.

draco nodded, pulling back slightly to look at you, his grey eyes glinting in anticipation. "show me, please." he breathed, reaching down to tug at your pijama shorts slowly, waiting for your reaction. "i want to see how fucking perfect you are." he spoke each word slowly, trying to not scare you off.

you paralysed when you finally understood him and hesitated for a moment, feeling embarrassed of exposing your most private part in front of a guy, and not just any guy, in front of your stepbrother.

"i've never done this before..." you stuttered nervously.

you bit your lip as you lowered your eyes, unable to hold his gaze, but he reached up to stroke your cheek gently, forcing you to look at him once again.

"i know," he said softly, voice thick with desire. "i promise i won't judge you, princess. you trust me, right?"

he stared deeply into your eyes, making sure you understood that he meant every word he said.

you swallowed hard, but you nodded. "yes, i trust you, draco." you whispered.

you were nervous, of course, but it was just draco in front of you... your stepbrother, draco, who had always taken care of you. you felt safe with him, so you sat up on the bed and reached for the waistband of your shorts, pulling them down your legs alongside your cotton panties.

at first, you kept your legs closed, but he kneeled in front of you and stroked your thighs slowly, opening them to expose your smooth wet pussy; you saw his eyes gleaming at the sight.

"fuck me, princess," he muttered hoarsely, reaching out to touch your slick folds gently with his fingertips, "you're so damn perfect."

you shivered at his words, feeling your muscles clench involuntarily when his fingers brushed your sensitive skin. you had never been touched there, so it was a strange sensation for you, and yet it felt incredibly good.

"m not," you told him breathlessly, blushing.

draco continued to explore your pussy with his fingers, spreading your wetness all the way up to your clit.

"yes, you are," he whispered back, his voice low and raspy, as he ran his thumb over your clit gently, causing you to gasp sharply. "so fucking perfect."

your hips began to move involuntarily, trying to find some sort of relief from the pleasure that was building within you. meanwhile, his other hand moved to cup your breast gently, squeezing it firmly while he continued to tease your pussy with his digit. you whimpered slowly, your nipple hardening under his touch... you needed more.

"i want... i want to take this off too," you told him between heavy breaths, biting your lower lip as you reached for your tank top.

draco nodded eagerly, removing his hand from your breast but still keeping his fingers busy stroking your pussy. he helped you lift the tank top over your head, leaving you completely bare before him, your breasts bouncing with every movement you made.

he groaned, trailing his lips down to your collarbone before moving lower to suckle one of your sensitive nipples into his mouth. you gasped as his lips attached themselves to your nipple, feeling the coil tightening in your belly.

"such a beautiful girl," he complimented you, his voice mutered by your flesh, "you're driving me wild."

your hips bucked against his hand, while your own hands found their way to his hair, pulling at it to bring him closer to your breast.

"d-draco... i need you..." you whispered, biting your lip as you felt your orgasm building up inside of you. "i want to feel you."

"i need you too, princess," he whispered, pulling away from your tits reluctantly to look at you, "but we need to take things slow... i don't want to hurt you."

you nodded, agreeing with him; despite how needy you were, you knew he was right. he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, then stood up and grabbed a bottle of lubricant from the nightstand, pouring some onto his fingers before kneeling between your spread legs once again. with his free hand, he dragged you towards him until your spread thighs were seated over his, your hips a little bit lifted.

"okay," he said softly, "i'm going to put my finger inside you, you ready?" you nodded in response.

his middle finger gently traced your entrance and you flinched slightly when you felt the cold lub against your skin. you let out a cute nervous giggle that soon turned into a gasp when he pushed his digit into your tight hole, sliding it in slowly until it was fully inside.

"aw..." you whined, pouting; you felt a light sting caused by the intrusion.

his thumb instantly reached for your clit to try and ease the pain, making you whimper for him, and your muscles started to loose thanks to the pleasure he was providing. he continued to rub your clit gently while pushing his finger deeper into your tight pussy.

"attagirl," he whispered, "that's it... relax for me, let me take care of you, princess."

as he spoke, he added another finger, pushing them both inside you slowly, until they were buried deep within your wetness, to stretch you out and prepare you for his cock.

your body relaxed completely when you felt his fingers curling inside you to massage your sweet spot, and soon enough you were whimpering softly for him.

"d-draco... that feels so good." you panted, biting your lip as your hips bucked upwards.

draco smiled at your response, increasing the pressure on your clit slightly while his fingers continued to rub against your g-spot. you could feel your pussy clenching around his digits; your release approaching quickly.

"good girl," he whispered, "you gonna cum for me?"

your breath caught in your throat, the anticipation growing stronger, and you nodded, unable to speak as you felt the coil in your belly about to snap. a few more seconds was all it took for you to cum all over his fingers with a moan that he had to mute by kissing you as he finger fucked you till your orgasm faded, leaving your completely spent, even your legs were shaking.

"so pretty when you come," he muttered between kisses, caressing your face with his free hand.

then he pulled his fingers out, making you whimper at the loss of contact, to reach for the waistband of his sweatpants and pull them down just enough to free his throbbing cock. you opened your eyes and looked down at him, eyes widening when you saw how big he was; you almost panicked. you bit your lip nervously, wondering if you could handle something that big; you didn't think so.

"draco..." you whispered, "that's not gonna fit."

"i'll make it fit, pretty girl," he cooed, reaching to stroke your hair reassuringly. "let's make you comfortable first."

he grabbed one of his pillows, lifting your hips to place it underneath them, and he kneeled between your spread legs, taking his cock to slip it between your folds and tease your clit briefly while he asked, "ready, princess?"

you nodded silently, feeling the head of his cock nudging against your entrance, and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist, holding onto him tightly as you were about to get penetrated for the very first time.

"yeah... i'm ready," you whispered.

he smiled down at you and pushed forward gently, feeling the resistance of your tight entrance giving way to his girth; every inch he pushed in brought you a new wave of sensations, both pleasure and pain mingling together in perfect harmony.

he groaned as he finally entered you fully, filling you up to the brink, and paused for a moment to let you adjust to the intrusion before beginning to move steadily, his hips thrusting in and out of you at a slow pace.

"so fucking tight," he growled, "you feel so good."

he reached to untangle your fingers with his, pinning your hand against the mattress. the position allowed his body to rub your clit directly every time he pounded into you, which made you let out a series of soft whimpers. your eyes closed as your hips started moving along with his, meeting each one of his thrusts, which made him grunt in satisfaction.

"d-draco..." you panted, "f-feels very good..." you bit your lip, lost in the sensations.

he grinned as he looked down at you and increased the pace of his hips, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. he leaned down to capture your lips in a messy kiss, all tongue and teeth.

"mine," he growled against your lips, "always mine," he repeated.

he showed no mercy to your sensitive pussy, plunging into you relentlessly, making your whimpers turn into moans, that grew louder each time he pounded into you, too damn loud, and with your parents sleeping in the same hallway as you, that was a recipe for disaster.

he let go of your hand and reached to cover your mouth with his palm, muffling your sounds slightly, but not enough to stop them entirely.

"shh... need to be quiet, baby," he cooed, "can you do that for me?"

you nodded quickly, doing your best to keep your moans low, but it was hard with his cock pounding into you like that; your cheeks flushed red.

"good girl," he praised you. "so fucking good for your stepbro."

your whole body was trembling, while his thrusts were becoming sloppier each passing second. and you knew he was close to cumming, but so we're you.

you wrapped your fingers around the wrist of the hand he was using to cover your mouth and your face contorted in pleasure, feeling his hard thrusts almost reach your cervix.

"i'm so close, princess," he warned.

he managed to hold it in, though, determined on making you cum first. his free hand moved down your body and his fingers attached to your clit to rub it, which made your pussy clench around his dick. you heard him moan softly, indicating that he had liked that, so you did it again and again, triggering your own orgasm.

you exploded in a mind-blowing climax, your walls convulsing around his cock while wave after wave of pleasure ran through you. your legs gripped him even tighter, pulling him closer as your pussy engulfed him completely.

he groaned, unable to hold back any longer, and he let himself fall over the edge, his own orgasm crashing down upon him like a tidal wave. he held you tightly, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside you, filling you with his hot cum.

"oh fuck yes," he muttered hoarsely, "so fucking good."

he collapsed on top of you, and you felt his transpired t-shirt clinging to your own sweaty skin, but you didn't mind, you both laid in bed, bodies intertwined as you catched your breaths.

"i love you, draco. i love you so much," you admitted.

your heart was racing, and you felt incredibly vulnerable, but at the same time, you had never felt safer than in that moment, lying there with him.

draco lifted his head from your chest to look up at you with the biggest smile you had ever seen in his face. he stroked your hair gently, adoration filling his grey eyes.

"I love you too, princess, more than anything in the world," he whispered, your heart swelled.

the storm was still ragging outside, but you didn't care about it anymore.

[vanessamooney]

Heaven Above - Draco x Reader

Prompt: Draco finds you late at night in the astronomy tower, set during 5-6th year.

Pairing: Draco x Slytherin!Reader

On black nights where the air stood still and the sky was littered with flashing bulbs of hope she came and sat on the highest peak of the astronomy tower. Her legs were curled against her chest, squeezed uncomfortably tight by her frail arms. It was cold; not cold enough to shiver but cold enough to sit and ponder in thoughts that swirled within them the very galaxy.

Of course, she wasn’t allowed up here so late - no one was. It was so much like a game, one of the only thrills she partook in. It was worth it for her, even if she were to get caught; but she never did, not by wandering prefects, not by professors or other misbehaving students. Never by them. 

She was caught by the moon, and the stars, and creatures watching from the forest she wasn’t aware of. But she was aware of the moon, aware of the planets and the yearning which pulled her closer, which made her twinkling eyes widen just that little bit more, made her inhale just that little bit deeper and made her nostalgic for lifetimes ago that she never really experienced. 

It was the sort of magic the professors never taught, the sort of magic which had no history books or lessons to attend or true believers. Magic from another world, so much more fragile and fussy than the magic which spouted from her wand. It took tender love and peculiar attention for this magic to blossom; the kind which granted wishes made on stars and pleas blown on dandelions. 

Y/N let her legs dangle along the edge, fighting the cold stone against her skin. She planted her palms firmly next to her hips and she pondered on her own self and the foreboding which wrapped her in chills. She imagined she was the dandelion, and her petals were blown to be forever spread across the cosmos, never to be seen again.

'Don't get too close to the edge lest you fall,' 

She heard the familiar voice of Draco echo around the tower and into the distantness of the night. She pressed her lips into a thin line, and slowly turned to see the blonde boy standing with posture so rigid and his blue gaze piercing through the darkness. 

She met his gaze, her own expression unreadable. 'Malfoy,' she acknowledged, taken aback from the unexpected company. 

Y/N and Draco had spent the entirety of their schooling at Hogwarts in the same house, exchanging glances and polite nothings. 

In second year, the glances became longing and stares became more noticeable. Polite exchanges became longer and their seats in the great hall grew closer. Their friends became mutual and late night study in the library turned into giggles.

In third year their hands brushed each others during potions class, receiving unapproving looks from Snape. Weekends were spent with butter beer moustaches and unexpected flowers plucked from gardens.

In fourth year Draco asked Y/N to the Yule Ball and she was sorry to tell him that a Durmstrang boy had already asked her and she had said yes. Draco watched that year as she danced the night away with another boy, his heart heavy with unspoken emotions.

His eyes held the same look now as they did that night and she saw his face heavy with grief as the moonlight illuminated his features, 'Y/L/N,'

She motioned for him to join her, a flicker of sympathy softening her features even more - as if he didn't melt her just by being a flame. 

Draco joined her on the cold floor of the astronomy tower, the moon bathing them in her light. For a moment, they simply sat in silence, legs swinging in the tension, taking in the breathtaking view of the night sky stretched out before them. 

'It's beautiful, isn't it?' Y/N murmured, her voice barely above a breathy whisper as she gazed to the stars. 

Draco nodded in agreement, sneaking a glance of Y/N's side profile. He noted how flushed her lips were from the cold, how rosy she was and how the scent in her long hair enveloped them in peonies and myrtle with the gentle blows of the wind.

'Why are you out here?' 

'I could ask you the same thing,' 

'That’s true,' she smiled, 'But I asked you first,' 

Draco couldn't help but return her smile, he always had a soft spot for her. 'I just needed some air,' he admitted, his tone laced with a reserve that hinted against his own words. 'Now you,' 

'I just needed some air,' Y/N parroted, a glint of mischief lighting her up momentarily as they both let out a slight chuckle. She laid her heavy head on the willing shoulder next to her and he relished in her touch.

Draco felt a rush of warmth flood through him as Y/N mirrored his words, her playfulness always brought a sense of lightness to the atmosphere and he wishes he could selfishly lock her into a box, all for himself.

'Do you remember the first time we snuck out of the castle together?' he asked suddenly, breaking the tranquil silence that had settled between them. It was a moment he had buried deep within himself, yet it resurfaced now in the stillness.

Y/N lifted her head from his shoulder, looking at him inquisitively. 'How could I forget?' she replied, her voice filled with amusement. 'It seems like life times ago now,' she remembered, of course she remembered. 

She let out a heavy sigh upon the resurgence of buried memories, her gaze faltering to the twiddling thumbs in her lap. Her watering eyes met his and she couldn’t help but let out a sob, her eyes fluttering with embarrassment.

'What happened to us?' She breathed out shakily.

Draco reached out instinctively, his thumb brushing away her tears as he met her gaze with an unwavering intensity. 'I wish I knew,' he admitted softly, his voice tinged with regret. 

With a lingering kiss on her forehead. Y/N leaned into his touch, seeking comfort in his warmth as she struggled to compose herself. She reached out to rub his forearm to comfort him too but Draco had flinched, frantically pulling the white sleeves of his shirt down. And with a silent knowing glance, she knew exactly what happened to them. 

[rainyreading]

admire me in the morning

draco malfoy x reader

a/n: I deactivated my account a couple years back, but i’m back now and ready to write. I’m posting this again but I have more new stuff coming soon.

Draco couldn't help but stay awake. He knew the sun would be starting to rise in a few short hours and the night would be no longer, but right now he didn't seem to care. No he did not because right now the love of his life was looking breathtaking, sleeping peacefully next to him.

She was clad in nothing but his sweatshirt, merlin he loved her in his clothes. He couldn't help it that his mind was turning smoothly and calmly with thoughts of nothing but her. Which was quite opposite to his heart, racing and running and thumping, laced with love, almost mind numbing. He was in disbelief that she was his and she possibly loved him just as much as he lover her.

She looked so beautiful, so stunning. Her lips parted with soft breathes leaving her mouth, snuggled next to him. The moon outside leaving a little glow into the room giving her face softness and light.

His hand reached out to brush some stray hairs that fell on her face, smoothing them back. His hand not want to leave as his thumb stroked her cheek, "pretty baby" he muttered.

She lightly stirred, he moved his hands to rest on her hips, under her sweater on her skin, drawing her even closer. He began massaging her hip bones, thumbs brushing up her sides.

His touch drawing her out of her sleep, she mumbled softly, "Dracoo."

"Go back to sleep, my love."

She tucked her head into his chest pushing lightly, her hand slide up, to his neck, finally reaching his cheek, "what about you? you need to rest, want you to go to sleep too," she whispered almost incoherently in her tired state.

He turned and pressed a kiss to her palm "I will."

"Are you ok?" she asks still not opening her eyes wrapping her arms around him, and hugging him tightly. She was wondering why her lover was not in dreamland at this hour. Draco danced his fingers up her back and spine, trying to lull her back to sleep.

He kisses her forehead and his nose nudged the spot before he speaks, "just admiring you darling."

He can feel her smile, "well, admire me in the morning." He chuckles at this, because he will and he does almost every new day the sun brings and he wakes up next to his girl. He believes he's in heaven in the morning light, so he thinks it's an almost guarantee that he will.

She leaned back eyes barley opening just this once "want to you to rest" she drowsily repeated. she's absolutely adorable he thought. he pressed his forehead to hers, nose nudging hers, "whatever you want angel," only ever wanting to make her happy.

She burrows her face back in to his chest, relaxing and exahaling as her body becomes tired again.

So, Draco hugs her close and he eventually does fall asleep, when he makes sure she has, both content in their lovers arms.

[bp4545]

The Kitchens (My Sunshine - Part 2)

Word Count: 2000 almost exactly

Warnings: Swearing? (If it bothers you), mentions of sexual activity(barely)

Summary: You sneak into the kitchens for a late night snack, but you bump into someone on the way...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6.

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It was around 2:16 am in the morning. You couldn't sleep at all. There was just too many things going on in your mind, this year you felt all the pressure coming back in a rush. You were a sixteen year old girl in Hogwarts, fifth year was something you weren't looking forward to very much, I mean you were only 2 weeks in so far. It seemed like this year would be full of boredom. I mean first year was great, everything was new and all, especially for a muggleborn like you, it was all an adventure. Second and third year was all about making new friends and mucking around, Fourth year was all about the excitement of Yule ball and the Triwizard tournaments. Fifth year needed to be real drama filled for it to top last year.

You glanced back at your clock again. 2:23 am. You groaned in frustration, it must've been your period or something, but you were suddenly craving those little French macarons you remember tasting when the Beauxbatons students had come over last year. Surely they would have some in the kitchens still?

You were about to find out. You couldn't sleep anyway, a small snack at this time of night wouldn't hurt?

You quietly shifted yourself out of bed, wincing as the cold air hit your warm skin. You quickly threw on your favourite blue hoodie that was oversized. You slipped on your fluffy muggle slippers that your parents had gifted you and headed out the dorm room quietly; careful not to wake Hannah up.

After you had exited your dorm room, you grabbed the claw clip inside the pocket of your hoodie and clipped up your hair. You slowly made your way up to the kitchens, your craving for any sweet little treats growing stronger with each step. Determination filled your veins as you quickened your pace in search of the kitchens. 

Finally you arrived at the kitchens, you started searching through the cupboards and looking for anything that could satisfy your cravings. You sighed in content as you found the large cupboard full of your favourite muggle sweet treats, macarons, tarts, muffins, muesli bars, chocolate fingers. Grabbing your desired treats, you placed them on the counter and opened them, the plastic wrap making an awful lot of noise.

"Hungry?" You heard a voice behind you and you froze. It was a deep attractive voice.

You turned around, the warm candles of the kitchen illuminated his face perfectly. Draco Malfoy was talking to you. You stood there for a while, trying to think of how else to answer his question. You were usually a really talkative person who could give good comebacks, so seeing yourself tongue tied around him was odd.

"What the fuck do you want Malfoy?" You spat out shocked at how toxic your voice sounded.

"Woah, feisty." he chuckled. God why is his laugh so attractive. "I was just wondering what you were doing in the kitchens at this time of night" he shrugged.

"I could ask you the same question" you shot back at him without a second thought. You were quite good at that. "I'm just hungry okay? And my cramps are killing me." You said in a slightly whiny voice as your period cramps started to kick in once again.

"Cramps?" he said, and you swear you saw a flash of concern in his eyes. But as soon as you noticed it, it disappeared. 

"Yeah. My period cramps." you said, not awkward about the topic.; it was normal

"So that's why you have a hoard of sweets in front of you. Mind if I have some?" Draco eyed at your treats. You defensively covered them with your arms. Why was he even talking to you? It's not like he has ever shown interest in you before. the only time you two ever spoke to each other is if you needed to in class. What was he even doing here.

"No. I found it, go find your own food." you retorted playfully.

"Alright, alright" He put his hands up in defeat and left to find something. He came back with two muffins in his hand. 

"Walnut and coffee" he said as he handed you one of the muffins in his hand. You were feeling a bit curious, so you took the walnut and coffee flavoured muffin out of his hand cautiously. You took a few bites of it and furrowed your brows. Why does it actually taste really good?

"Like it? They're my favourite muffins" he said, as he inspected your facial expressions while eating the muffin.

You didn't answer him, you just looked at him with confusion.

"Draco why are you even talking to me? Don't you have this big thing about not talking to Hufflepuffs, let alone Muggleborn ones?"

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Draco's POV

"Hungry?" I asked the girl as I watched her freeze in her place.

Y/n turned around, and stood there for a while. I'd never really talked to her much, I never had anything to say to her, but I did find it particularly amusing to find her roaming the kitchens at this ungodly hour, with snacks laid all over the counter.

"What the fuck do you want Malfoy?" she spat at me. I knew she didn't like me, but I didn't think it would cause such a reaction at just the sight of me. Sure I had made fun of her friends in the past, but I had never insulted her personally. I had respect for her, plus this year I've a change of heart, I want to be a better person, for many different reasons, I'm was just sick of being a stuck up prick.

"Woah, feisty." I chuckled. "I was just wondering what you were doing in the kitchens at this time of night" I shrugged.

"I could ask you the same question" she shot back at me with a glare. "I'm just hungry okay? And my cramps are killing me." 

"Cramps?" I said. I was genuinely confused, and I must admit when y/n said that I did get a bit worried, though I didn't know why. I had no reason to care about her after all. 

"Yeah. My period cramps." Ah, that made more sense. I knew a little bit about girls on their periods. They were usually moody, hungry, and had cramps often. That's what Blaise told me anyway.

"So that's why you have a hoard of sweets in front of you. Mind if I have some?" I looked at the treats that she was defending.

"No. I found it, go find your own food." she retorted. She's probably confused why I'm talking to her. 

"Alright, alright" I went to the pantries to find some treats that I might like. Walnut and Coffee, my favourite. I grabbed two just in case y/n wanted to try some.

"Walnut and coffee" I said as I handed her one of the muffins. "Like it? They're my favourite muffins" I said. She showed no facial expression, so I wasn't quite sure if she was enjoying it or not. She wasn't spitting it our in disgust, so I figured that she found it tolerable at the least.

She was quick to change the subject.

"Draco why are you even talking to me? Don't you have this big thing about not talking to Hufflepuffs, let alone Muggleborn ones?" 

Draco. I wasn't too sure why she was calling me that. It was sort of nice to have someone call me by my first name, most people usually just spat out my last name. 

I thought about her question. Why was I talking to her? I mean, I could've just walked past her and carried on with my patrol, but instead I joined her. I did need her help though, but right now didn't seem like an appropriate time. She was having cramps and was probably really hungry. Plus I don't think I want to mess with this girl on her period. I was enjoying her company though, as much as I wish I wasn't.

"Well I guess my opinions have changed. I think you'll find that I don't mind people from other houses now. I think I'm quite fond of muggleborns now actually." I wasn't lying. I waited for y/n to respond. She just gasped dramatically.

"Draco? Fond of muggleborns? His father must be hearing about this!" And she burst into a fit of laughter. Her laugh was pretty, I can't deny, it's quite contagious too. I ended up joining in with her laughter. She was a nice person to be around, from what I knew she didn't have any enemies at this school.

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Your POV

You and Draco chatted for a while in the kitchens. You sort of forgot about how stuck up he was, and just started talking to him like he was one of your friends. You started to think that he actually wasn't that bad at all. I mean maybe he has changed like he said so. 

You let out a yawn, and he yawned a few seconds after.

"I think I'm going to go back to my dorms" you giggled "It's like 3:30 am"

"Yeah you probably should go back to sleep" He paused for a while "Do you want me to drop you off to your dorm?"

You were a bit shocked by his kind gesture. I mean Draco being kind to you was a shock in itself, him talking to you was even more shocking, but walking you to your dorm? That seemed a bit fishy in your opinion, but maybe he was genuinely being kind. You hoped he was.

"Uhh" you contemplated what you were about to say next. "Sure I guess". He flashed you a small smile, and the two of you walked towards the Hufflepuff dorms in silence. 

"I've never been to the Hufflepuff area of Hogwarts" Draco said, breaking the silence. "It's quite nice"

"Yeah I guess it is" You said. 

"I've been to every other houses common room and dorm areas, but not Hufflepuff. It's probably because I've never slept with a Hufflepuff girl yet" He chuckled. He was probably hoping that you were going to laugh at the joke too, but instead he watched your face contort into a grimace. You didn't know how to reply to that, talking so openly about the girls that he has slept with was a bit disgusting in your opinion. Though it did make you wonder how good he was in bed.

"I don't do that anymore y/n" he said a bit quieter, he probably noticed that you found it a bit awkward "I used to, but I've changed". You believed him, he did seem like a different person now.

"I believe you" you stated. Then you reached your dorm room. "I guess this is goodnight then"

"Yeah, I had a good time y/n" he admitted, "See you around, goodnight". His kindness once again took you by surprise, and he smiled at you. Softly, but it was genuine. Smiles suited him well.

"Goodnight Draco" You said, and you closed the door as you walked into your dorm.

He found it odd that you were still calling him by his first name. He wasn't complaining. 

You walked further into the dorm room, you were still recovering from your encounter with Draco. You didn't like him like that did you? Then why were you feeling hot all of a sudden? Gosh he was charming, and he was funny, but why does he all of a sudden have a change of heart? You were full of questions, hoping they'd be answered.

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a/n: hopefully you enjoyed his chapter! I have been struggling to keep up with writing because I have so many ideas but not enough time due to my exams, sorry guys:)

[gleasonlovesjasontodd]

look at what my cheer coach got me i couldn’t stop blushing and laughing because i really didn’t think she payed attention when i talked about jason to my friends but when i got home i left it downstairs and i just got home from finals and look what my mom did

DRACO AND JASON BOTH THE LOVES OF MY LIFE fun fact draco > jason 😭😭

[confusedmuggle]

Silver Lining

f!reader x Draco Malfoy, a little bit of f!reader x Blaise at the beginning

Summary: Blaise Zabini is a dickhead, and you wish you would have seen it sooner. But someone else is here to help you through the damage he caused.

Warnings: Swearing, NSFW themes

A/N - Hello! If this post gets up to 15 likes a Chapter 2 will be posted! Please leave a comment if you have any suggests for this writing or other writings, I would love to hear from you guys!

In the beginning, everything was perfect. No one really knew how a Ravenclaw girl like you ended up dating a slytherin boy like Blaise, but you two didn’t care. He would take you out on dates to hogsmeade, give you small gifts, talk with you for hours, and even gave you the password for the slytherin common room. Not that you ever needed the password, because you always went there with him. He took pride in you being his girlfriend, showing his friends pictures of you two, calling you ‘his girl’, ‘darling’, ‘my love’. In the beginning, everything was perfect.

Until it wasn’t.

Slowly but surely, Blaise stopped hanging out with you. It started with fewer dates and less time talking together in his dorm, then turned into no dates. He stopped inviting you over. You two still talked in classes and the halls, but then he started ignoring you. Everywhere. “Hey Blaise do you maybe wanna hango—” you started, only for him to walk right by you. You were so upset that you turned around and ran away, missing the blonde boys head that had turned to look at you. “What?” Blaise said.

“Nothing.” The blonde one had replied.

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You were fed up. It had been two weeks of Blaise ignoring you, and you were done crying over it. At least knowing the Slytherin common room password would be useful now. You stormed to the dungeons and made your way into the common rooms. As you approached Blaise’s dorm door, a voice stopped you. “I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.” Ah. Draco Malfoy, one of Blaise’s friends you had mostly seen in passing. “Why not?” You asked firmly.

“You’re going to get hurt. If you walk through that door, your relationship is over.” You simply stared at the boy. You weren’t an idiot, you knew what he was implying was in there. But you weren’t going to let that stop you. “Maybe I want the relationship to be over.” You said, and reached for the door handle.

shit

You knew what to expect, but it still hurt like a bitch. There, on the bed you and Blaise had spend hours talking about life in, was him and Pansy fucking. He didn’t even notice you at first, continuing to thrust himself into her, until he followed her worried gaze to the door. “SHIT” he yelled, “this isn’t what it looks like, it’s a mistake! I don’t love her, she came to me first!” He continued to yell excuses at you, but you couldn’t even hear anything. It was like everything was in slow motion. You glanced from Pansy trying to hide herself under the sheets to Blaise, walking towards you while also trying to put his boxers back on. He reached out for your arm as you snapped back to reality and pulled yourself away, but not quick enough. He held your arm with a steel grip, looking up at you.

“I told you it was a mistake! Pansy means nothing to me! Just forgive me already, we are still boyfriend and girlfriend after all.” He said, with a smirk at that last part.

“Let go of me you bitch. We are done.” You said, trying your best to remain calm. “No the fuck we aren’t. You don’t get to dump me.” Blaise responded, his tone sending chills don’t your spine. “Blaise fuck off and let her go. You fucked up this time, and you still have another girl in your bed waiting for you.” Draco appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Blaise’s arm that was still on yours.

“Fuck you Draco” he said, but he still let you go and turned to Pansy. You couldn’t keep yourself up for much longer. You ran to the girls bathroom, the one no one ever goes in because of moaning murtle. You ran in, then collapsed on the floor sobbing. When did things go wrong? Everything seemed so right until out of nowhere Blaise changed. Maybe I’m the problem, you thought, and no matter how hard you tried to push that thought away it kept coming back. You weren’t sure how long you sat there for until you heard a voice.

“I’m sorry Blaise did that. He’s a total dickhead.” It was Draco. You sniffed, trying to pull yourself together, “Do - Do you know why he did it? Why he cheated on me?”

“No, but I wish I did. He lost his relationship with the perfect girl just because he wanted to get his dick wet.”

You laughed lightly and stood up. “I’m sure you already know who I am from Blaise, but let’s pretend that bastard never introduced us. I’m y/n. It’s nice to meet you.”

“I’m Malfoy. Draco, Malfoy. Are you up for plotting for revenge in the library with me?”

You smirked at this. Although you doubted you were done crying over Blaise forever, you had cried enough right now. A certain type of rage filled you, one that could only be satisfied with revenge. “I would love to, Malfoy.”

[rosemary-morgan]

Draco Malfoy X F.Reader - Forbidden flower (Part 4)

(Pictures are not mine! Found on Pinterest/Google - Collage made by myself. OC Jericho Griffin belongs to me.)

Many thanks to @fangirl-ramblings 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹

This AU is set 10 years after the Battle of Hogwarts

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Summary: It's just you and Draco. A night full of passion and sins... ♥

Warning: NSFW 18+ and lots of fluff, romance and sweet, soft Draco

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Forbidden flower - Part 4

Draco sighed softly, kept watching the time, and hoped for the soon arrival of his girlfriend. In his hand he held a red rose and he could hardly wait to give it to her. He would have liked to give her a whole bouquet, but she would be unable to keep it in her home. 

Draco felt more and more worried about Y/N. In the last few weeks, Draco had also become familiar with the unpleasant side of her husband. Jericho had more and more often been noticed negatively at work, seeming hardly to be able to control himself when he was annoyed about something. Y/N hadn't mentioned  a single word that Jericho had ever gotten handsy with her, and Draco hoped that her husband would never dare. His thoughts faded as he saw Y/N leaving the store.

Y/N saw Draco and she instantly smiled, which he returned immediately - but her smile faded as Jericho appeared in the next moment. He just came out from behind Olivanders and headed straight for Y/N. Jericho didn't see Draco at all, for Draco was standing a few meters behind him. 

Panic instantly spread through Y/N's mind, because this was a risky moment. Draco didn't seem to have noticed her husband either, for he walked towards Y/N without any hesitation. Her eyes grew wide as she glanced briefly at Draco and he frowned in question, smiling nonetheless. He wondered why she suddenly looked so serious but Draco was not expecting that her husband would suddenly appear. Draco believed that Jericho was still sitting at his desk, working. To make things worse, Y/N saw the red rose in Draco's hand and if Jericho would see it too and then instantly he would understand what was going on between them. Y/N tried to keep a clear mind, but Draco sped up, almost catching up with Jericho. Now Y/N had to act quickly. Her heart was beating up to her throat and she turned pale. Her stomach contracted painfully and it felt like she was about to throw up. But she walked purposefully towards Jericho and greeted him;loud enough so that Draco would hear it too and understand what was happening.

"Hi Jericho!"

Abruptly, Draco stopped, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning and turned away from her, his heart pounding. The blond man stayed in place for the moment, overhearing the two of them and watching Y/N forcing herself to ignore him, as hard as it was for her. 

"Surprise, sweetheart!"

When Draco heard him speak, he felt sick. Sweetheart? No, she certainly wasn't his sweetie! Jealousy crept up involuntarily in Draco and he clenched his jaw tightly so that his bones were clearly pressing through under his skin. 

"I thought you were going to be working late again tonight?"

"Aren't you glad to see me, Y/N? Though I was going to give you a treat and take you out for dinner!"

Draco held back hard, hating the thought of her having to spend the evening with Jericho. The young Malfoy made his way down one of the narrow alleys, close enough to keep an eye on the two of them. It drove him crazy to see Jericho kissing and touching her. Stroking through her soft hair and seeing how uncomfortable it made her. Instantly, Draco couldn't help but think of that awful dinner where Jericho had treated his wife with no respect at all.

"Come on, sweetie. Let's enjoy tonight. We haven't spent time together for a long while!"

Draco would have loved to throw several curses at him, but he didn't. Not when Y/N was around and obviously Y/N was afraid of being caught having an affair with him. Draco looked down at the rose in his hand and sighed heavily before leaning the back of his head against the wall. 

"Fuck..."

From that day on, Jericho waited for Y/N every single day and Draco didn't even have a chance to talk to her. This had been going on for four days and the young Malfoy thought he was going crazy. Jericho didn't seem to let his wife out of his sight anymore and he left his workplace much earlier than usual. Draco couldn't visit her at work either, for she was never alone there. It was a crappy situation, that much was certain. He had to figure something out if Draco wanted to see his lover. And Y/N liked the current situation even less; Jericho didn't leave her side, seeming to be his old self. He brought her flowers, gave her gifts and was charming. But Y/N was not stupid, knowing that this was not his true nature. Whatever got into him, she didn't trust him. Too much evil had happened between them and Y/N would never forgive him. No matter how hard Jericho would try, he had already lost her. Draco was the only man she wanted and she had to see him. The young woman reached for other ways to make that happen...

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"Sit down, Jericho. Dinner will be ready in a minute."

He hugged his wife from behind, burying his face in the crook of her neck and breathing in her scent. Y/N shivered and closed her eyes for a moment, simply disgusted when Jericho got too close.

"Can't we just skip dinner? And go upstairs?", Jericho whispered hoarsely in her ear, making her shiver even more. 

"No, Jericho..."

"Come on, sweetie. It's been so long since we last had sex. Why don't you feel like it?"

What was she supposed to say in response? That she found him disgusting? That she loved and desired another man? Oh, Jericho would freak out! And Draco probably would too, if she gave Jericho what he demanded.

"I just don't feel like it lately."

She heard Jericho sigh and when he let go of her, she instantly reached for the plates she had already filled with food. Wordlessly, she walked to the table where she placed everything.

"You never feel like it. I just wonder why? Am I not good enough in bed for you?"

There he was again. The selfish, neurotic Jericho. 

"Not today, Jericho. Please. Sit down and have dinner with me."

She tried the quiet way, and sometimes it worked but once she got into an argument, she was lost. By now she knew how to deal with her husband. Nevertheless, it was not easy to restrain him, as it was now. He did sit down at the table, but Y/N flinched now and then at his abrupt movements. She averted her eyes from him while he stared at her, and of course it didn't escape her. It was more than uncomfortable, but she tried to focus on her food with her appetite gone. Jericho, on the other hand, ate everything Y/N had cooked him. Y/N just poked around in her plate, taking a bite or two. Again and again she looked furtively at him and wondered when the effect of the potion she had secretly bought would finally take effect. This potion was supposed to make him completely sleepy within a few minutes and put him out of action for the next eight hours. And when Jericho finally began to yawn, Y/N smirked unremarkably. Jericho himself didn't even think that Y/N might have added something into his food. Still, he found it strange that he suddenly became so tired.

"Fuck... I'm going to lie down. I can barely keep my eyes open..."

Jericho already rose and left the kitchen without further ado. Y/N glared after him until he disappeared from her sight. Impatiently she tapped her fingers on the wooden table, waiting for him to finally get upstairs to the bedroom. When she heard him going up the stairs, she slowly rose from her seat. Not much longer and she would finally see Draco...

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"Let me take care of your coat," the soft voice behind her said, and Y/N undid the last button, slowly pulling the fabric over her shoulders, tilting her head a little to the side, and she could clearly feel Draco's breath on her neck. He was more than surprised to see Y/N at this late hour, but all the more pleased. Draco slowly took off her coat and didn't take his eyes off her for a second. It took a lot of strength for him not to kiss her senseless. His focus was on her delicate neck and without really thinking about it, he gently caressed her skin with his fingers. Instantly the young woman closed her eyes and enjoyed this wonderful feeling that he caused inside her. 

With one hand, Draco brushed her hair aside and he smoothed a gentle kiss on her neck, whereupon she panted softly. She lifted her hand and placed it on the back of his head as Draco's hands slowly stroked her sides and he eventually wrapped his arms around her stomach.

"God, I've missed you, Y/N..."

He couldn't have endured another day without her, and he was happy to have her with him in his house.

"I almost went crazy without you," he whispered hoarsely.

His words brought a smile to her lips and she felt so wanted. She turned to him, their eyes met, and Y/N lost herself in his blue eyes. As Draco leaned in towards her, their faces were now very close and her heartbeat quickened. Naturally, their lips found each other and the moment Draco kissed her, her eyes closed. Her arms wrapped around his neck as they exchanged a tender kiss and Y/N instantly felt her pussy begin to tingle. There was so much desire, so much lust in that kiss. Sensually, Y/N whispered his name as he began to caress her neck again. She desperately clawed into his blond hair and tried to control her trembling voice, yet again and again a pleasurable groan escaped her. For Draco, this was pure music. His body was on fire, for he desired this woman like no other. He was nervous and also excited, but he managed to hide this well. 

His hands enclosed her petite shoulders as he opened his mouth a crack wide to glide his tongue over her soft lips. This was more than appreciated by Y/N and a passionate dance began between their tongues, making them both moan with pleasure. As if guided by an invisible force, they both went to Dracos bedroom. 

And once there, the two began removing each other's clothes, slowly dropping them to the floor one by one.

"Draco..."

His name fell softly over her lips as her fingers stroked his bare chest. Draco kissed her, looking into her face with half-opened eyes as he gently cupped her neck before covering it with fiery kisses. Full of pleasure, Y/N closed his eyes, moaning softly. Draco could hardly believe his luck. This wonderful and tender creature in his arms was the best thing that could happen to him. After all the years of loneliness and regret, Draco finally found peace in Y/N's lap. 

"Y/N..."

He whispered her name as he looked at her, gently stroking through her hair.

"Do you want to do this?"

Y/N felt so valued and it warmed her heart. Jericho had never treated her so lovingly before and it moved her to tears.

Draco saw the tears in her eyes, but he also saw her smile and she assured him that she wanted that. With a contented sigh, Draco kissed her and Y/N instantly wrapped her hands around his neck. 

"Draco, I want you," she whispered and her beautiful eyes looked at him full of love. "I'm very attracted to you and I can't imagine anything more beautiful right now. I want to make love to you."

Draco took great joy in her words. He leaned his forehead against hers and smiled, closing his eyes for a moment.

"You mean a lot to me, Y/N, and I want to see you happy."

Y/N kissed him with affection before nuzzling her cheek against his and sliding her hands into his blond hair. For a while they remained tightly in an embrace, whispering loving words to each other, until finally Draco lifted her in his arms and carried her to bed. There he laid her down, looking down at her from above, admiring her body. Naked and beautiful as she was created, she lay before him.

"Beautiful," he whispered as he did not take his eyes from her body.

The young woman looked at him, admiring the slender but quite powerful and well-trained body. His cock was already aroused and she almost feared that he might be too big for her.

"Come to me, Draco," she whispered, reaching out to him, an invitation which he gently took. He half lay on top of her, careful not to burden her with his weight. Her warm body felt so wonderful that he sighed in pleasure. He could clearly feel her breasts nestling against his skin.

Y/N's hands slid over his shoulders as he moved his arms under her back, and put one hand on the back of her neck, to support her a bit while he kissed her tenderly. The young woman literally melted in his arms. 

"Y/N"

He whispered her name.

"I want to touch you. I want to kiss every part of your body..."

At his words, the young woman sighed with anticipation.

"Then touch me, Draco," she replied as she took his hand and placed it on her breast. Draco grabbed hold of her firm and delicious flesh, moaning deep in arousal.

The young man bent down to her breasts and instantly closed his lips around the rosy bud. A soft, lustful gasp was heard from his lover as he began sucking on her nipple. Her fingers buried themselves in his blond hair, pressing him closer to feel more of that intense sensation. When Draco heard how much she liked what he was doing, he became even more passionate. His hand moved down her body. First over her hip, then further and further down until he reached the sensitive spot between her thighs. An audible sigh escaped her pretty lips as Draco caressed her and she opened her legs for him, allowing him more room to play. Draco looked up at her with a confident smile, and the lust that was visible on her face was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. He grinned, sliding his tongue around the hard bud as he did so, and he could already feel on his fingers how wet she was getting from his touch. With a soft smack, he let go of her nipple, kissing his way down her body with hunger and desire. Y/N blushed as she realized how close he was getting to her pussy and before she could think about it any further, she saw him already lying between her legs. Full of pleasure, she bit her lips and couldn't wait to be licked by him. 

Draco's hands gently ran over her thighs and he looked at her beautiful womanhood; this sight aroused him very much and her scent overwhelmed him. The young man looked up at her, wanting to make sure that what he was doing was okay. Her beautiful eyes looked at him with curiosity and she reached out to him, stroking through his hair. 

"May I?" he asked softly, with the thought of tasting her driving him mad with lust. He moistened his lower lip with the tip of his tongue as he waited for an answer from her. He would have loved to throw himself over her, making love at her like mad. However, Draco was not to wait long for a response as she nodded at him, and she saw Draco lower his face between her thighs. The moment Draco's tongue caressed her clitoris, her head fell back into the soft pillows.

His tongue circled her pearl, then drove between the wet, soft cleft of her inner labia. Letting her delicious nectar melt on his tongue, Y/N reached into his hair and clawed at it, making Draco hum softly. It was a contented hum that testified to how much he was enjoying this. The young woman kept panting lustfully as he licked her and sucked on her swollen labia. She thought she was going to lose her mind.

"Draco!"

This time she moaned a little louder, her body arching up and her legs began to tremble. Her climax would not be long in coming, that much was certain. As his tongue slid into her wet opening, she felt endless pleasure. She had never experienced anything so wonderful before. Draco took his time with her and gave her what was good for her.

"D-Draco..."

Suddenly she was overcome with such a violent orgasm that she cried out loud. Draco looked up at her, his gaze full of desire for her. His hands held her by the hips so there was no escape from his tongue. She felt hot, very hot, and her heart was hammering madly against her chest. Her climax ebbed only slowly and she enjoyed every single moment. 

Draco spread soft kisses over her inner thighs, possessing himself one last time over her sweet, wet center that shimmered brilliantly before kissing his way up her body.

Y/N could taste herself as Draco kissed her on the mouth; it was an unfamiliar sensation, but an arousing one at the same time.

Her throbbing center yearned for Draco and she felt his thick shaft pressing against her thigh, eagerly waiting to finally plunge into her.

"Y/N"

Draco watched her from under half lowered lids as Y/N nestled her abdomen against his, feeling the velvety tip of his cock pressing against her clit.

"Draco, I need you," she whispered with lust. The blond man reached between their two bodies for his erected penis, rubbing it first against her wet labia before gently pushing himself inside her.

Y/N's gaze moved down, wanting to watch him slide into her, finally making her his.

Her fingers clawed into his forearms and she looked up into his handsome face, which contorted with lust as he penetrated her inch by inch. Y/N let her head sink back into the pillow as she joined him in letting out a moan of pleasure.

He didn't move at first, wanting to let this wonderful feeling of being inside her take effect on him. When he bent down to her, his lips touched her face. He kissed her temple and let his lips brush over her eyebrow. When she lowered her lashes, he kissed her eyelid very gently. His tongue slid over her cheek, and finally his lips took her mouth in possession. He kissed her with such tenderness that she melted. She noticed the scent of the man she was hugging - fresh mint, and his kisses tasted the same. She opened her mouth to his searching tongue and gave in to his desire. Draco gripped her bare tit with the palm of his hand, stroking the tip of her nipple with his thumb. She moaned out as a shiver of purest pleasure took possession of her body. His hands moved down her body, the hot touch of his fingers on her naked flesh arousing her deeply. Clinging to him, she enjoyed his taste and scent, as well as the feeling of him deep inside her. Her soft curves pressed against the hard length of his body. When he began thrusting into her, they moaned together and Draco reached for her hand, letting his fingers slide between hers as he made love to her. She was tight and warm. When he felt her thigh brush against his, fire shot through his loins. Gasping and moaning, he thrust himself into her, sliding out of her silky cunt, and back in again and again.

Lust filled voices and the scent of her arousal was in the air.Y/N couldn't remember the last time she had been this happy. Draco was gentle, whispering sweet words to her over and over, which made her smile, but blush at the same time.

"Draco... this is so good..."

"Mmmm..."

Draco looked down at this beautiful woman and by God, what a glorious feeling that was!

"You're mine, Y/N..."

Draco was possessive, yes. But he wanted to make it clear once and for all that she didn't belong to her husband Jericho. That man didn't deserve her and he would never keep her with him.

"Say it, Y/N... I want to hear it."

"I'm yours, Draco..."

And to him alone. Her thoughts only circled around the young Malfoy and Jericho was completely forgotten at the moment. She would come again tonight, she felt it clearly and Draco was already starting to come. His thrusts became a little rougher, a little less precise and his abdomen began to tremble. Y/N pressed her lover against her, her fingers dipped in his blond hair, she moaned his name in his ear, and finally her climax burst upon her and took her into the sky. He thrust himself hard into her, clawing hard into her hips, and then when the wave of lust overtook him, he pulled out of her and squirted his seed onto her belly. This sight was pure sin and Draco more than enjoyed seeing her satisfied and happy. The cum was sticking to her skin, which was more than tempting. A soft purr left his lips as he finally leaned down to her and tenderly kissed her sweet mouth. His eyes showed pure love as he looked at her. Gently, he stroked through her full hair, then slid his thumb gently across her cheek. Her beautiful eyes shimmered like two stars and he saw the tears that had built up in them. But Y/N smiled, for she was so happy and this feeling literally overwhelmed her, finally began to cry. Draco kissed each tear from her cheeks, whispering loving words to her and Y/N, could not believe her luck.

Draco lied down next to her. Somewhat exhausted, but completely filled with happiness, he closed his eyes before pulling Y/N to his chest. A blissful sigh left her lips as she snuggled against his warm body. But as soon as Y/N would get out of bed and touch the floor, this beautiful moment would burst. Like a bubble…

♦♦♦♦

Tenderly, Draco stroked through her hair as her face rested against his chest and she stroked his skin. She had seen the large scars on his forearm, but hadn't spoke to  him about it. Each injury had its own story.

"I have to go soon, Draco..."

But Draco didn't want to hear that at all. However, he could not stop her. He still didn't understand why she wanted to go back to Jericho. She had no business there anymore! Her place was here, by his side.

"I don't want to let you go to him, Y/N," he whispered, and she looked up at him. "I can't stand the thought of him touching you... Stay here. You don't have to go back to him."

"I have to, Draco. The potion will lose its effect in a few hours."

"The potion?"

He raised his brows in surprise when she spoke of a potion. Now Draco understood why it had been possible for her to sneak out of the house at such a late hour.

"Yes. Otherwise it wouldn't be possible for me to be with you at all."

And she would continue to give this potion to him. It was an elaborate potion, but it was damn effective; if prepared properly. However, the young woman did not mention that she had bought the potion in a store in Knockturn Alley...

"Well, well. The Gryiffindor is using the tricks of a Slytherin. I guess there is a little Slytherin behind that cute shell of yours though?"

The young woman laughed softly. 

"I'm still a Gryiffindor. But I'm in love with a Slytherin."

When Draco heard this, his expression became quite serious and yet his eyes radiated so much love.

"I love you, Y/N."

And with a deep kiss he testified his words...

[mrsmikaelsxn]

Pretty Girl

masterlist

pairing: draco malfoy x female reader

warnings: draco in love, fluff, some jealousy, soft draco, flirting, making out

summary: although you're a hufflepuff, draco can't seem to suppress his feelings for you and has been asking you out since third year

a/n: i don't think i'll ever get out of my draco phase atp, its been years

song: yellow - coldplay

You were walking through the castle halls with your best friend, Cedric Diggory, wearing a blue sundress with your hair down and a ribbon holding two stands behind your head.

There were no classes today, so you decided to put on some light makeup as well and were taking a walk to the kitchens with Cedric.

"One day in the summer you need come over to my cottage, I can teach you how to bake," you announce, looking up at him as he drapes his arm around your shoulders.

"Hmm, I don't know if that would end well," he paused as he glanced down at you. "The last time you tried to bake with the house elves, you set the kitchen on fire," he laughs as he recalls you begging the house elves not to tell anyone.

"Okay that's not fair and you know it. You helped-"

"Y/n!"

You and Cedric turn around to see a smiling Draco Malfoy walking towards you both. His smile turns into a scowl as he sees Cedric's arm around you.

He quickly covers the jealousy with a charming smile as he looks back at your eyes that he adores.

"What now, Malfoy," Cedric sighs, already knowing what was going to happen.

Draco Malfoy was seen as rude to most people. So it was quite a shock to everyone when he asked you, a half-blood hufflepuff, out to hogsmeade for the first time in third year. You politely declined his offer because of some past encounters with him.

Although he has never said anything offensive to you, he has to your friends.

Your rejection didn't stop Draco from asking again. If anything, it made him want you more.

Ever since then, he has asked you out almost every week. Each time you rejected him, but it still didn't stop him.

Two years later he found himself in love with you. He has tried to get over you, but he can't picture himself with anyone that isn't you. If you were to ask him what he loved most about you, it would take more than a day to list everything. He grew up without much love, except from his mother, so it was a rather odd feeling when he first started to fancy you.

The first time he had gotten some hope for the two of you was when you had agreed to go to the yule ball with him last year. He thanked Merlin and almost cried of happiness. It was most definitely the best night of his life. You two had ended up almost kissed but were interrupted by Snape.

Back to present time, he asked if he could speak to you in private. Cedric looked over at you to make sure it was okay, you nodded and told him you would join him in a few minutes.

Draco gently grabbed your hand and pulled you into an empty classroom.

“You look so beautiful, darling” he compliments as you feel yourself lightly blushing as you avoids his eyes.

You should be use to the compliments by now since he gives them several times a day, but that doesn’t stop your cheeks from turning a light pink shade each time. He finds it adorable and hopes to be the only one to have the affect on you.

“Thank you, what is it you wanted to talk about?”

“Look, you know how much I fancy you- the whole bloody school knows. I- I just want you to give me one chance, love. If you truly don’t feel the same way about me than I’ll accept that,” he starts, his voice growing quieter as he leans towards your face.

“Please, sweetheart,” he whispers, his eyes dropping to your beautiful rosy lips as you gently pull the bottom one in between your teeth in thought.

“Um... okay,” you whisper with a small nod and smile.

He froze, before the biggest smile makes its way to his face. His lips brush against yours as he asks if it’s okay for him to kiss you.

You respond by gently pressing your warm lips to his slightly cold ones. He warps his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him as the other hand is holding your cheek. You run your hands through his hair and gently tug, getting a light groan from him.

You slowly pull back as you look at him in awe. His hair messy, his tie loose around his neck, his cheeks tinted red, his stunning eyes bright, and his lips slightly swollen.

“You are very pretty, you know,” you blurt out, turning your head in slight embarrassment.

He gently grabs your face and tilts your head so you’re looking at him. “Thats all you, angel. My pretty girl,” he whispers to you.

You peck his lips before slowly kissing down his jaw, trailing your mouth down his neck. Your gentle butterfly kisses and your teeth grazing his skin get some more low groans from him.

“As much as I’m enjoying this, love, if you keep doing that, you’re not going to be leaving this room anytime soon,” he grins.

You trail your lips back up to his, giving a quick peck before taking two steps back. “You’re right, I have forgotten about how I was supposed to go back to Cedric, do I look okay?”

“You look perfect as always, darling,” he replies while watching you straighten your hair with your hands.

“I don’t know you what you see in Diggory anyways”

“Oh knock it off,” you laugh hitting his shoulder as you start walking to the door.

“I’ll see you at dinner, yeah?”

“Mhm, bye Draco,” you smile at the boy, giving him one last look over.

As Draco enters the common room, he finds his best friend, Blaise Zabini, doing some potions work on the couch.

He walks over and drops onto the couch next to him. Blaise glances up, back at his paper, and then whips his head to the boy when he takes in his state.

"I- what have you been doing"

"You'll never guess, mate," Draco sighs dreamily recalling your kiss.

"Does it happen to do with a certain cute hufflepuff that you happen to be obsessed with?"

"Maybe, and I am not obsessed with her"

"And I enjoy doing potions homework"

"You told me you did," Draco lies.

"No I didn't"

"Yes, you did"

"No, I didn't"

"Yes, you did"

"No, I didn't!"

"No, you didn't"

"Yes, I did!"

"Aha!" Draco grins in victory.

Blaise rolls his eyes, "did you two kiss?"

"Maybe we did, maybe we didn't," Draco shrugs.

"Good for you, it took long enough"

A few months later, you and Draco were a happy couple and were so close to one another. Since that day you first kissed, he somehow found a way to be with you almost all of the time.

You two were sitting on the grass outside, you both sneaked out, and Draco was showing you the constellation that he was named after.

He suddenly turned and tickled your stomach as you fell backwards laughing.

"D- Draco! St- op, I c- an't breathe! L- let me go-" You laugh as he gives you a few seconds to take some breaths.

"Never, sweetheart," he says rolling on top of you.

"Get off of me you oaf!" You giggle trying to push him off of you.

"Let me think about that, hmm... how about no," he says pecking your lips.

You then flip the both of you so you were now straddling him as your hair surrounding your faces. You lean down and kiss him softly. Pulling back slowly, his lips follow you and you lightly laugh. You look at him with such love and wonder how you got so lucky.

Draco happens to be thinking the same thing as he kisses to again and rests his forehead on yours.

"I love you," he whispers.

"I love you more," you whisper back.

"Not possible, love"

[iloveuhjp]

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[vanessamooney]

The Age of Us pt. 1 - Draco x Reader

Prompt: Glimpses into your lives through the years

Pairing: Draco x Slytherin!Reader

Part 2

Part 3 coming soon!

In First Year you're a ball of glimmering potential. You're staring wide eyed at the brilliant castle before you from the boat house and on the walk up a little Draco is trailing behind you, holding up your robes to prevent them from dragging in the mud. You don't even notice the sweet gesture as you spend the climb up rambling to him about how excited you are to begin learning about magic, bouncy as ever with a smile wider than he's ever been able to draw out from you. Not even his mother's white peacocks at Malfoy Manor brought out such a smile from you, nor the time years ago when you two rolled down the hill on your family's estate, covered in twigs and wrestling in a pile of dried leaves, giggly as ever.

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Draco watches proudly as his girl is sorted into Slytherin house, and he welcomes you with a radiant smirk as you trot over to the house table and seat yourself right next to him. He watches eagerly as Potter and that blasted orange haired Weasley boy are called out next, moping methodically along to the sorting hat, watching them with a glare he reserved for the mud-bloods his father would point out on trips to Diagon Alley. He hopes Potter will be sorted into Slytherin, after all, 'connections are key' Lucius would say and who better a connection than the chosen one?

'Oh Draco,' You tut, 'look at the sky!' you're in awe at the ceiling which you've only just noticed, the enchantments were executed so gracefully if you hadn't of read Hogwarts, A History before the year began you would've had no clue the great hall ever had a roof. 

He looked at you with the same dirty expression sculpted on his face that he had given Potter through the ceremony, stuck like cement, but when he noticed your doughy lips parted in wonder, he reached over and with a nimble finger, he closed your mouth for you, leaving you blushing a tomato red. 

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'Up! Up! Up!' 

You're standing over your broom, watching the other kids stand in organised lines across from you in the fields, succeeding with calling their brooms to them. Draco had succeeded on the first try, of course, and you're embarrassed to be one of the last people whose brooms have still not so much moved from their original position.

He catches your eye and gives you a sympathetic look, crossing his lips into a firm line. The broom in his hand is tossed carelessly to the ground and he makes a leap towards you, his hands reaching to tenderly adjust your arm in another position. 

Draco had received lessons over the Summer and was already worrying his mother as he hastily flew around the Manor windows on the shiny Nimbus Lucius insisted he needed. You watched him on warm Spring afternoons with your feet firmly planted on the ground in the grassy meadows as he perfected his flying, your hands busy with knitting because 'a little girl like yourself needn't fly,' as your mother had so often reminded you when you dared to ask.

'There, try with your hands like that, and say it firmly,' Your best friend instructed you, watching your worried eyes and flushed cheeks.

'I don't know Draco, maybe I just can't fly,' you confess, worried that really was the possibility. 

'Just try,' he furrowed his brows, 'for me?' 

You shakily nod your head, the last one on the field now without a complying broom. The Longbottom boy had now been escorted to the hospital wing by Madam Hooch and you hoped such a thing wouldn't happen to you but Draco seemed to read your mind when he notices your wandering eyes.

'Just look at me, look at my eyes, Y/N,' he began, rubbing your shoulders 'Don't focus on anything else,' 

You gulped, staring into him with an openess you reserved only for him 'Up!' 

The broom snaps into your hand and you squeal in excitement, throwing it away as quickly as it flys to you and embracing Draco in a hug so tight he could barely breathe. 

You don't notice the glares the two of you received from Potter and his gang, but Draco does, giving them an equally dirty look before marching over to the remembrall that had rolled over and snatching it right off the ground.

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 There was a troll on the loose in the castle and you've been escorted back to the Slytherin dorms by the Head boy and girl. Everyone had gone up into their respective dormitories in fear of being taken by the ghastly monster but you had tugged on Draco's sleeves with puppy dog eyes and begged him to stay in the common room and play a game of friendly wizard's chess with you.

He sighs and rolls his blue eyes to the back of his skull but reluctantly agrees and you sit warm by the fire on a bear hide rug. The chess board is nestled between the two of you and Draco instinctively goes to grab the white King but you start to sulk.

'Oh Draco, please, can I be white this time?' you beg, looking up at him with the biggest and glassiest eyes you could possibly muster. How could he say no? 

'Ugh, you just want to be white because you want to use the Wayward Queen opening, you always use that one,' he retaliates, pressing the white King into your little hands.

'Do not!'

'Do too!'

'Do not!'

'Do too!'

You blow him a raspberry and make your first move. Pawn to E4. 

'Ah hah!' He exclaims, pointing an accusing finger at you with a light scowl brushed on his features, tussling his air with his other hand in frustration. 'You're doing it! You're doing the same opening!' 

You give him a ghastly stare and with a swing of your arm you knock over all of the chess pieces, huffing and puffing as they spread fallen all over the board.

'Fine! Stay down here and get eaten by the troll then!' You hiss at him, and run up to your dorm room to scream into your pillow.

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You're sitting in the first potions class of the year, listening to Professor Snape lecture Harry about not listening after watching him methodically take notes on the Professor's wise words from a couple rows away. You weren't able to get a seat next to Draco at the front of the class and you silently thanked this luck, having boasted about how much you've studied all Summer in preparations for potions and knowing Draco had not read even a single passage. 

You sat next to a bushy haired Gryffindor girl called Lavender who weary looked in a mirror and you smirked as you watched Draco's ivory head listening to Snape assign the first task ever: brewing a common poison antidote. When Snape announces the winning pair will receive 5 points each to their respective houses your eyes twinkle with anticipation.

You leave your partner behind to gather the ingredients for the potion: Bezoar, mistletoe berries and a unicorn horn. You bump into Draco in front of the ingredient cupboard, and beam at him proudly. 

'I read about this potion in the potions book,' you smile sweetly up at him, purposefully brushing against him as you shove to grab the vials. 'It should be a piece of pie,' you laugh accusingly, standing as tall as your short legs allow you to. 

'Good luck,' Draco laughs vacantly, handing you a unicorn horn from the top shelf you couldn't reach. His fingers brush against yours and you scoff, heading back to your cauldron.

Lavender is sat twirling the knife on its tip on the chopping board as if she'd never seen the utensil before and in the time you were gone had managed to spill water just about everywhere, wetting your parchment and bleeding the ink of the potion recipe.

'My goodness,' You exclaim, rushing to take away the knife and wipe up the water, 'have you two left hands?' 

You watch the potion brew and bubble as it cooks, anxiously tracking the time with an hourglass. When the final grains of sands trickle through the narrowed passage, you hastily reach for the unicorn horn you powdered earlier and your heart sinks when you see your partner already poised over the cauldron, a pinch of the precious powder between her fingertips. She carefully sprinkles it into the cauldron and you watch in horror as a noxious cloud of black smoke billows forth and envelops you both in char.

'How many pinches did you put in?' You scream, wiping the soot from your eyes. 

'Two,' Lavender whimpers, eyes stinging from the cloud. 

'It was meant to be ONE!' 

Everyone in the class is now giggling at your misfortunes and Professor Snape has now come over to see what all the commotion is about. 

'You two better clean that up right now,' Snape chastised in his nasally voice, condemning you to blush in shame beneath the soot on your cheeks.

As Snape made his rounds, meticulously examining the colors of each potion, his scrutiny lingered noticeably longer on Draco's cauldron. The pungent aroma that emanated from Draco's concoction filled the classroom, matching the textbook's description exactly, causing you to wince involuntarily.

'Malfoy, Zabini, 10 points to Slytherin,' Snape announces. 

Draco's triumphant gaze locks onto you as he revels in his perceived victory in the silent competition between the two of you. With a mocking laugh, he directs his attention to your soot-streaked face, his expression one of haughty satisfaction as he proudly asserts his well-deserved win with a piercing stare.

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Eyes drifting over to Pansy Parkinson you can't help but notice she is staring at your best friend, and you don't like it. You're in Charms class with Professor Flitwick and you're sitting a few seats down from Draco who is stuffed in-between his minions and looking increasingly annoyed from the class introduction Flitwick is moping on about. Pansy has painted on herself an innocent expression she only wore around Draco and you wished you could shake her until the ribbons came undone and her mask fell off.

Despite her Pureblooded nature and family status, you couldn't rid the feeling of unease whenever she was around and sharing a dorm with her turned to be nothing short of a Lovecratian nightmare. There was something about her that set your teeth on edge. You wanted to pry off her veil and examine her flaws beneath a microsope; you wanted to disect her and unravel the intricacies that made you burn with an inextinguishable fire.

You gaped at her when she cheered on Draco who had quickly succeeded in levitating his feather, leaning over the desk so far you thought she would topple right over and end head first in the middle of the classroom, bouncing on her horribly cut bob upside down and out of the classroom window and into the grounds. You imagined it so vividly you started to chuckle to yourself and didn't even realise Draco had been beckoning you with the usual smirk you loved across the desk. 

Pansy looked at him eagerly, daydreaming about her name dancing on Draco's tongue rather than yours and she blushed a million shades of red when she realised she was drooling slightly from the corner of her mouth. You shot her a look of disdain, features twisting haughty from her sopping desperation. She knew that you had won - as did you -knowing it was your name on his lips, not hers. 

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'Potter,' You're seething through your teeth, acknowledging his dreadful existence as you and Draco pass him on the way to the Quidditch fields. You're dressed head to toe in green, showing support for your house. Draco's Slytherin scarf is wrapped securely around your neck, flowing behind you in the wind and you delight in his scent. You can't help but watch Harry in pure disgust, not because you hate him by proxy, but because Draco should be seeker, not him and it wasn't fair.

'Rosier,' He starts back, his eyes narrowing to a squint at the two of you for an instant before he hurries back to the safety of the rest of the Gryffindor team. Malfoy smirks at you proudly, leading you to the Slytherin seating area with a gentle hand on the small of your back, luxuriating in seeing his scarf around your neck.

And when all of Hogwarts watches Harry reveal he has caught the golden snitch, you feel nauseous and you can only think back to all of the nights you spent comforting Draco when he found out Harry had made the team. You scowl, your fingers sliding down to find Draco's beneath the bench and you squeeze them hard. It should've been him.

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You wake up in a panicked sweat, the hair on your face sticking on your damp skin. You feel tears sliding down your plump cheeks and you reach up to wipe them away but they won't stop. Nightmares invaded your dreams, mercilessly rocking you awake in a sea of no hope. When you look around your sleeping quarters, you see strange figures in the form of your wardrobe, capes draped across armchairs and coat stands twice your height. Your dormmates are sleeping peacefully In their own beds, their light puffs of air comforting you - but it wasn't enough. You needed Draco. 

Gulping, you manage to place your wobbly feet on the floorboards and wrap a Slytherin blanket around your tiny figure, tip-toeing out of the room without causing anyone else to lose sleep. You left the girls a silent prayer for their safety and you snuck down the stairs.

The common room was now empty in the middle of the night, the hot fire still roaring its song to warm the unforgiving dungeons the Slytherin house called home but you couldn't shake the uneasy feeling of being watched by prying eyes and you squeaked with the floorboards, rushing up the stairs opposite and straight to Draco's dorm. 

You padded on the door softly with care to not wake the wrong occupant. You whispered his name more times than you could count, counting instead the hot tears that flew to the ground from your leaky eyes. When the door opens revealing a half-asleep Draco he knows right away to open his arms and hold you tight, and that is exactly what he did. That night he inhales your sweet scent and whispers sweet nothings into your ear, lulling the bad dreams away.

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Snow topples from the sky and for the first time in your life you're happy about it. Christmas break came and went all too soon and now in front of you lies the vast whiteness of Winter. She covers Hogwarts in a thick blanket and you sink in it's softness, snow filling your boots and socks. 

'Ah!', you jump around from the chill, pausing Draco is his steps as he's foraging for a stick to finish the snowman the two of you had spent all afternoon building. He lets out a hearty chuckle directed at you when you point to your boots, mouthing 'wet' and pouting with your pillowy lips. 

He is stifling a laugh as he goes back to searching for the perfect twig and you don't feel content at this reaction. Without a single further thought, your gloves pawed into the sheath around you and formed a perfectly round globe of snow. You eyed your target meticulously, catching the eyes of Blaise and Pansy in the process and before Pansy could warn her precious Draco, you've already belted the snowball at him and watched as it exploded into dust on his back. 

Draco whips back to see you howling in laughter, bracing yourself with your hands clutching your thighs, the pom of your beanie shaking erratically. He frowns, glancing over to his friends who shrug their shoulders at him, and while Blaise sends a cheeky smile, Pansy is mouthing your name and pointing to you crudely.

'Hey!' he yells, abandoning the stick he spent oh so long looking for and creating his own balls of destruction. He was going to make you regret this.

That afternoon you all walked back to the castle covered in snow and ice, hair wet and lips pink but you silently wished the day would have never ended and you replayed it over and over in your head that night, cackling silently when the image of Draco's scowl turned into a mischievous grin and it all lingered in your mind.

[areislol]

daph's hp era coming through?!

[strstab]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐚 — 𝐝.𝐦.

summary ; after a long day of studying, you and draco sneak off to make hot cocoa and are finally able to get cozy by the fireside !!

pairing ; draco malfoy x slytherin!reader

notes ; non-canon / soft draco… fluffff, kisses, christmas / winter, cuddling, sneaking out

a/n ; apologies for my hiatus and the fact that this sucks & is short cs it’s been soo long. also my writing style might’ve changed? i apologize again 😓

glancing at the clock above the entrance of the library, you let out a quiet sigh as your gaze wandered its way back towards the book that sat flat in front of you. the clock read 9:47 and you had to be back in the common room before 10:00 pm. merlin, time really did fly when your head was deep into the books, didn’t it? you had been sitting in this same chair since 5:30 sharp.

4 hours and almost 20 minutes of constant reading and writing boring shit.

you shut the book, shoving the highlighters and pencils back into the pockets of your bag. you stretched out your arms and back before slinging your bag over your shoulder. giving a small smile and polite wave to the librarian, you walked out and made your way to the slytherin common room.

it had been such a long day. with all the classes, all the studying, all you really longed for was to be cuddled up with your blonde haired boyfriend.

the halls were quite hushed. only few were usually seen strolling through the cold, dark corridors at this time of night. some prefects, others to be the ones who didn’t care about the rules of the castle.

once you had finally found the familiar entrance to the slytherin common, you murmured the password and walked in. looking around, you noticed that people were spread around in their little groups per usual. you scanned the room looking for a certain boy; eyes glistening when they locked with a pair of comforting gray eyes.

you smiled and ran to draco who was sat on the black leather couch besides the huge fireplace, his arms wide open ready to hug you. you wrapped your arms around his neck as his own slithered around your waist, bringing you closer to sit on his lap. you took a deep breath into the right side of his neck, inhaling his aroma that smelt of a mix of wood and cologne.

“how’s my girl?” draco asked as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. “haven’t seen you all day.”

you smiled against his skin. “i’m fine. tired, though.”

draco rubbed his warm hands against your back slowly as he nodded along to what you were saying. “yeah? i could tell. what were you up to anyways?”

“mm you know, studying, reading, all the boring shit.” you giggled quietly. draco nodded again and averted his gaze back to the crackling fire.

the two of you sat there in a comfortable silence for a moment before you shifted on his lap to face the fireplace. it had deep emerald colored stockings hanging on its mantle, followed by beautiful greenery mixed with golden berries and ornaments.

draco placed his chin on your shoulder, pressing a quick peck to your cheek. you stared intently into the fire. they were pretty, the flames—the perfect mix of orange and yellow, not too bright, not too dark. plus they emitted just the right amount of heat— and in a sense i guess you could say they reminded you of a certain someone. fiery comebacks and hot tempered, but yet still so beautiful and mesmerizing. you could never look away.

time passed by and the small groups of people began to disappear from the common room bit by bit. the quiet chatter slowly turned itself into quiet wind and wood being scorched. soon enough it was just the two of you besides the flaming fireplace.

the only thing that would complete this moment would some hot cocoa topped with marshmallows—and almost like he could read your mind, you felt draco tug on your sleeve, a gentle smirk on his face when you looked up at him.

“wanna hit the kitchens?” he asked as it were to be the easiest task in the world.

your brows furrowed. how the hell would you ‘hit the kitchens?’. your lips pursed before responding, “we don’t even know where the kitchens are?”

“who’s we?” draco chuckled quietly, “must i remind you that i, sweetheart, am a prefect?” he flaunted his prefect badge that his ego never allowed him to be rid of. he slapped it onto whatever piece of clothing he wore.

you rolled your eyes, shrugging. draco gave your sweater another tug with puppy eyes. wow, never thought you’d live to see the day where draco malfoy was giving you puppy eyes.

with a sigh escaping through your smile, you gave in.

draco was quick to lift you off his lap and grab your wrist to drag you out of the common room. you glanced around the empty halls cautiously in case a certain professor so happened to pop out of no where. meanwhile draco on the other hand held onto your wrist, a smile plastered across his face as he pulled you along the corridors.

he turned his head to look back at you. “scared?”

“me? never.” you shook your head, grinning. you noticed the way the corner of his eyes crinkled up and that alone made your heart tickle.

by the time you had reached what seemed to be a normal painting, the thoughts of snape catching the both of you in the halls were long gone and all you could think about was how good that hot cocoa was going to be.

draco clicked his tongue before listing a weird combination of ingredients to the painting in front of him. the painting pushed itself backwards opening just as a normal door would. with a conceited expression on his face, draco strutted his way into the room with you right behind him.

you observed the large room full of wooden tables and cooking equipment. the sound of the portrait closing was quickly interrupted by draco’s deep voice. “cool, isn’t it?”

“definitely. where’s the hot cocoa powder?” you questioned as you pulled open a cabinet that only revealed a few cups and plates. draco shrugged when you looked behind your shoulder at him.

you now sat on the countertop with a warm mug in hand. you were busy taking a sip of the chocolate when strong arms wrapped themselves around your waist and you felt a body force itself in between your legs. you tilted the mug down and smiled at draco.

“want some?” you offered, holding out the glass. he shook his head.

“no, i think ill just…” as dracos voice trailed off, he pulled you closer by the waist, a sparkle in his eyes. he brought you in for a soft kiss, his tongue stealing a taste of chocolate that lingered on yours. with a smirk he pulled away.

your lips were left parted and all you did was stare at him. merlin, how you loved this boy.

you finished up your late night drink and made your way back to the common room, making sure to keep quiet. the beautiful fire welcomed you back as you settled back down onto the couch, positioning yourselves just as you were before.

it was always going to be those small intimate moments you loved the most. like the time he snuck into madam pomfreys office to get you medicine when you were sick and ditched quidditch practice to stay and take care of you, or when he found you asleep in the library so he carried you back to the dorms.

“dray,” you whispered as you tilted your head up to meet his eyes. “i love you.”

draco looked down at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “do you now?”

“mhmm.”

he nodded. “nice to know.”

your brows furrowed and your lips turned into a small pout. “hey, tell me you love me back!” you whined as you tugged on the sleeve of his green sweater.

a small chuckle escaped from your boyfriend’s lips. he glanced at you before looking back at the fire. this made you whine again. “dracoo.”

you watched as he rolled his eyes in a playful manner. “give me a kiss.”

“you don’t deserve one! tell me you love me.”

he sighed softly. “you know i love you so why do i have to tell you?”

you stayed quiet for a moment. the sounds of the crackling fire and soft background talking filled the atmosphere. you shrugged. there wasn’t really a reason.

“because i like to hear it?” you shifted on his lap.

he let out a deep groan into your ear before falling backwards, letting his back hit the rest of the couch, pulling you down with him. “i love you.”

grinning sweetly, you placed a soft kiss onto his jaw before nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. “good.”

draco smiled. he casted a nonverbal spell to summon a fuzzy blanket. he carefully wrapped it around the two of you and then smothered your hair down to place a kiss on the top of your head.

you cuddled up closer to him and let your eyes flutter shut. sleeping in the common room didn’t seem so bad. draco tightened his arms around you, leaning his head against yours. oh how you could stay like this all day. it didn’t matter how many times you guys cuddled up together, it always felt better and longer than the previous.

though this time you were a bit cold, regardless of the heat in front of you and the blanket that was draped over you. you wiggled around, trying to hog more of the blanket.

“not comfortable, love?” he asked as you squirmed to find what he assumed was a cozier position. he did nothing but watch you quietly when you didn’t answer his question. he cocked a brow when you successfully took more than half the blanket for yourself. “seriously?”

you giggled to yourself and cuddled back up against his chest. draco rolled his eyes knowing if he were to put up a fight he’d lose to you. he almost always did.

“going to sleep are you?” he murmured when he noticed that your pretty iris’ were now hidden behind your eyelids.

you nodded your head lazily. draco hummed, beginning to rub small circles on your hip softly with the pad of his thumb. just when he thought you were fully asleep, your soft voice popped into the air.

“i hope i see you in my dreams.”

“ew,” draco let out a breathy chuckle. “stop being so corny.”

“mmm, but you love itt.” you teased, poking at his cheek.

draco sucked his teeth, a smile still on his face. “i do not. now go to bed, love.”

you laughed. he always tried to play these things off. you grabbed his chin and leaned in for a kiss. draco cupped your cheeks, smirking against your lips before pulling away slowly. he looked into your half lidded eyes, holding back a laugh as you tried to peck at his lips again.

he shook his head in denial, “sleep.”

you let out a whiny ‘nooo’ and caught his lips for a split second before he dodged away. after some quiet bickering you finally gave up, too tired to continue. you let out a huff and pressed your cheek against his chest.

“i’ll see you in my dreams, love.”

guess who’s back 🤗🤗!! that was so short and horrible but i swear ill try harder. i honestly have no idea how to go back to my old style because that was like so damn long ago but uhm yeah.. i just wanted to write for someone different.

but yeah, thanks for reading my hearts !!

EDITT !! ┊ i added in the part where they went to the kitchen because i felt like i didn’t give you guys enough writing so hopefully that’s good?

— enjoy whatever time it is!! 🫶

[zriasstuff]

Them after especially rough ykyk

Slytherin boys x reader (hcanons, aged up to 18 years old)

Warnings: soft smut, 16+ I’d say (?), on my shit again after a long time I’m sorry, no Draco and idc if he’s the original slytherin boy, go on Wattpad if you want Draco bc there’s enough of him on there /jk but not rlly

Theodore Nott:

you’d be incredibly flushed afterwards, panting and still holding onto the sheets for dear life

your eyes closed, lips swollen and slightly hanging open, trying to get yourself down from your high

he’d immediately hover over you (still undressed, only in boxers), both his arms on your side to support himself

“fucked you a little too good, didn’t I?”, he’d cockily ask and he’d just gently stroke your flushed cheeks with his thumb

you would counter, but your throat felt too hoarse from all the obscene noises he had coaxed out of you

“c’mon let’s get you cleaned up, you did so well for me”/“you are always so good for me, my perfect girl” he’d praise you, knowing you would let him do it all over again just for him to call you his good girl

Tom Riddle:

with Tom it’s never soft, bu when you have a especially rough session with him, it is rough

afterwards you’d most likely still be tied up by your wrists, or facing downward with your face on a pillow, insides feeling twisted and hypersensitive

you would barely be able to move and especially your legs would be quivering if you tried to get up

Tom definitely knows when you’ve reached your limits, but sometimes he actively pushes those to remind you of your place, you are there for his pleasure

He isn’t the praise type, but he’d quietly clean up and allow you to cuddle him, but only if he felt completely fulfilled

Matthew Riddle:

usually it’s a mix of rough and soft with him, but both of you need those rough sessions sometimes for a complete stress release

afterwards he’d worship you from top to bottom, leaving soft kisses from your jaw to your stomach

he’d rub over all the hickeys he left, the bruised spots and your plump (fuvked out) lips of course

while stroking your hair he would tell you how much he loved you and how amazing it was with you

he’d help you get up and go to the shower, having a soft make out session in there of course, and afterwards do whatever you wanted

mostly it’d just be cuddling or talking

Blaise Zabini:

knowing that you didn’t use your safe word, he’d still ask if you were alright

after making sure, and checking up on you he’d make you sit up and sip some water (somehow he’d always insists that)

“you think you can handle one more?”, he’d jokingly ask to make you smile after having made you (s)cream

he’d want to discuss what went well and what could be improved upon, to fuck you even better next time

although that sounds like a joke, he means it fully

when you tell him that he couldn’t possibly make you feel better, or how good he is, he just smirks, knowing no one could do what he does

Lorenzo Berkshire:

he’d totally tease you so much, especially if you begged for him to go rougher

“I knew my princess liked it rough”/“just needed someone to fuck you into your place didn’t you”/“look at you, all fucked out like some slut, and enjoying it too”

of course he’d make sure you were alright too, asking whether he went too hard

“it’s hard to control myself when it comes to you y’know”, he’d seductively murmur in his deep voice, while caressing your body

after being especially rough, he would want to be the perfect boyfriend the entire week, attending to your every wish; basically golden retriever behavior

[crimsntwlip]

study break | theodore nott.

pairing: theodore nott x fem!reader

warnings: short fluff, slight needy!theodore, readers status not mentioned, small google translated italian.

summary: just theodore wanting kisses while you’re busy studying<3

a/n: i apologize for being so ia !! just had the WORST writersblock ever 😣 happy new years, hope this makes it up </3

| posted: 01/15/24 | masterlist

"theo, not now," you whispered, trying to divert his attention elsewhere.

but theodore was persistent. he leaned against the table, trying to catch your gaze. "(y/n), I miss you. can’t you take a tiny break?"

you couldn't help but feel guilty as you continued to concentrate on your work, trying your best to ignore his adorable antics. you could tell he was getting more and more restless with each passing moment.

letting out a heavy sigh, you finally closed your book and looked at him, a soft smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "alright , what is it that you need, amore?”

a mischievous glint sparkled in theodore’s eyes as he leaned even closer, puckering his lips into a playful pout. "i want kisses," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire. "lots and lots of kisses."

you couldn't help but laugh at his sudden need for affection, but you couldn't deny him either. leaning forward, you placed both hands on either side of his face and placed gentle pecks on his forehead, his cheeks, and his nose, leaving a trail of soft kisses.

just as you pulled away and admired the playful kiss marks left on theodores's face, draco & blaise happened to pass by the open door of the study room. their eyes widened with surprise, and muffled snickers escaped their lips.

"what’s going on here, nott?" draco called out, unable to hide the amusement in his voice as blaise snickered aside of him.

theodore’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as he batted away his teasing friends. "its nothing," he stammered, trying to regain his composure. “piss off..” he mumbled, just loud enough for the two boys to hear him.

the two friends burst into laughter, unable to resist the opportunity to tease theodore. they exchanged knowing glances as they continued on their way, leaving your blushing boyfriend to deal with their good-natured taunts.

he turned his attention back towards you, holding your hand in his as he looked at you with puppy eyes. "join me for a quick break mia cara, and we can resume your studies later?"

you couldn't resist his puppy dog eyes, or the thought of spending time with him. with a soft sigh, you agreed, knowing that you were using this study break as an excuse for your sanity.

as you gathered your belongings, you couldn't help but smile at the thought of theodore’s face, adorned with little kisses that only you had planted there.