#viktor Krum smut

[delacoursshp]

Hii I came across your fred fic and i have to say that it was really amazing ! I saw that you were taking requests and i was wondering if you were down to write either a victor krum smut where the reader is close to the golden trio and a bit jealous of the relationship him and Hermione have, but ends up being invited to the Yule Ball by Viktor, or a brother's best friend smut fic with Fred where the reader is Ron's best friend and stays a lot at the Burrow and secretely becomes Fred's gf but get caught by Ron and are forced to reveal their relationship.

Have a nice day, sorry if there's any mistakes, english isnt my first language !

oh myy dayss. i love both ideas! i chose the viktor krum smut bc my boy needs more attention. i think this is longer then i wanted it to be, i got carried away😭 but here you go love!

viktor krum x fem reader

"my jealous girl."

- use of y/n, jealous reader, reader is friends with the golden trio, both are of age, yule balllll😍😍

warnings: smut, 18+, doggy, oral (f receiving), rough but loving viktor, love-making, dirty-talk bc we need to hear our mans sexy accent.

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you were sat with your friends, neville, seamus, harry, ron and hemione; the 4 boys were gawping at the triwizard cup. you rolled your eyes at them, and you started a rather hateful conversation about mrs trelawney with hermione.

you never really found the triwizard cup that interesting; yeah, it was cool and yeah, anyone who won the cup would be one of the bravest people alive, but whatever.

a lot of people entered the entrance hall, admiring the blue object. one particular figure caught your eye. the buff, burly yet skinny visitor; viktor krum. your eyes stayed glued on him. yesterday, when he first made his appearance at hogwarts, before you even knew he was an amazing quidditch player, you already had a big crush on him. he was exactly your type. for a split second, his deadly eyes caught yours too. he savagely strutted towards the cup, stepping inside of the age circle.

he dropped what looked like a small piece of paper into the cup, and an enormous flame flew upwards, calmed down and his mates were cheering.

viktor smirked proudly; it looked like his eyes were fixated on you again. you almost blushed, and glanced at hermione, who was smiling at someone opposite of her. following her eyes, you saw viktor again, who was now smiling a lot brighter, and winked at.. hermione? the two didn't break eyecontact, until fred and george caught everyones attention.

you felt a sort of unease rise up within you. it felt like an itch, that you were unable to scratch, or a knot in the stomach that wouldn't let go. the feeling wouldn't go away, and you started to feel like it was becoming visible on your face.

you stood up, muttering a 'see you later' to your friends and hurrying off to the gryffindor dormitory.

you sat down on one of the scarlet red sofa's, grabbing a book and began "reading", although the book was held upside down. your face was heating up, your brows were furrowing and your nostrils stood flared. why hadn't hermione told you something was going on between her and krum? or was there even something going on? well it certainly seemed so didn't it?

tumultuous thoughts relentlessly raced through your head. your grip on the book hardened so much, the pages started ripping.

the bell rang.

you almost forgot that you still had one last lesson today. you dropped the book on the floor and rushed to your next class. everyone was already seated, and you went to sit next to hermione, who was sat behind ron and harry. she looked at you as though worried, as you were taking your books out of your bag.

"y/n, are you alright? you dissapeared just like that, earlier." she had this merciful expression glued on her face, and you smiled and muttered 'fine, i'm fine' to relieve the tension from her sad face, but you also still felt uneasy being in the presence of someone who possibly liked someone you did too.

once the lesson had finished, you stuffed your books and -about the 7th time this day- a work sheet into your bag. you immediately walked off. "hey- y/n! wait up, will you?" ron yelled. great, you thought. just perfect. hermione was the first out of three to catch up with you. "are you sure you're fine?" she asked. you sighed.

"hermione, what is between you and krum?" you spit spontaneously. she looked at you as if flabbergasted, then said, "well, me and viktor are kind of, you know, dating."

'what?' you thought.

"right." you replied blankly, nothing else could come out. they're together? this only made that irritating storm inside you worse, like you were about to puke.

you walked with the three of them to the dorms, staying quiet. on the way, you glanced at one of the yule ball posters. 'now who am i gonna ask?' you thought. of course, there were lots of other boys willing to ask you. but you didn't care. you thought you had a chance with viktor. how stupid, too. of course he'd already have someone, considering his reputation.

you realized the four of you stood before the fat lady, who was whining about something that sounded like 'that longbottom child.' hermione muttered the password and she, ron and harry stepped in, except for you.

"actually, guys, you go ahead. i'm just gonna go fetch neville, he's probably stuck again somewhere." you lied. they nodded in agreement and hermione yelled 'bye!' as the painting closed. the fat lady looked confused at your presence. "my dear, i've already let you in. i don't suppose i have to-"

"no, i'm going." you spoke quickly, not being able to bare another one of her rants.

you made your way down the frustrating stairs. instead of actually fetching a probably struggling neville somewhere, you went to the triwizard cup. you just stared at it, the blue light radiating on your skin. there were barely any people here, most of them still had lessons to attend.

you rested your head on your hand, focusing on the blue flames, waiting for anything to happen; even if it was the most impossible thing ever; viktor krum asking you to the ball.

just then, viktor entered the hall. great. he sat down next to you. you avoided his eyes, but your breathing was far from slow. it was awkward, but comforting. having him close to you. sad that nothing more than that could ever happen, as you wouldn't betray your friend.

then, viktor inhaled. a shaky, sort of inhale. "y/n" he spoke.

'y/n? as in, me?' you thought.

"what?" you said, still avoiding his gaze. it wasn't supposed to come off rude, but you just couldn't look at him. he sighed, in a nervous way, then spoke words you'd never thought would come out of those beautiful lips.

"y/n, would you like to go to the yule ball with me?"

you gasped softly, eyes widened and immediately averting your gaze from the cup, to viktor. of course you wanted to say yes, but what about hermione? you were truly confused. so he wasn't going to ask his own girlfriend?

"viktor," it felt weird to say his name infront of viktor himself. "what about hermione?"

viktor pursed his lips, "we are no longer something. i broke it off with her just now. she was pretty, yes, but i do not want her. i've always wanted you. i know you want me too, right? i see it whenever i am with hermione. your face goes murderous."

you laughed in embarrassment. "oh, please. i don't want you that bad."

"sure, y/n. but... what is it? yes or no?"

-

"it's okay, y/n. it really is. he apologized. though you should've told me earlier that you liked him!" hermione assured. you had told hermione everything about what happend. her reaction was relieving.

"i know! i still feel bad, though. who are you going with?" you asked. you truly felt bad that viktor just ended it with her like that. hermione grinned. "oh, no worries, i've got someone." she said mysteriously. you both let out loud laughter at her tone of voice.

"'mione! c'mon, tell me!" you begged. "well, he's a hufflepuff, brunette, handsome. good at quidditch." she whispered. you thought deeply. hufflepuff.. brunette.. good at qui- "DIGGORY?" you gasped. hermione shushed you while chuckling and nodding her head. "we're both some lucky girls, aren't we?"

bang! the door slammed open.

"hermione! y/n! we've already found dates!" it was ron, harry next to him. "i suppose you haven't yet. that's okay, you can take eachother!" he teased, both boys chuckling. "i think all the best guys are unavailable by now-"

"mind you, ron, we've already gotten dates. the best ones, too." you said, grinning.

hermione laughed at rons dumbfounded expression.

"what? who?" ron squeaked.

"i told you, the best ones." you repeated, giggling with hermione.

"pfft, alright then, don't tell me! like i care!" ron said angrily before storming off, a smirking harry behind him, looking back at you and hermione.

you winked at harry then playfully shoo'ed him away with your hand.

"atleast harry got it."

-

it was the day of the yule ball. everywhere you went was excited murmuring; girls talking about dresses, boys sharing which girl they were gonna take, and even staff giggling happily.

the lessons were shortened to give students more time to get ready for the ball. once all the lessons finished, you, hermione and ginny rushed to the girls dorm to get ready. hermione wore a beautiful, soft pink gown, a light tint of red lipstick, and her hair done in a glossy, tight hairstyle; your almost empty, abandoned bottle of sleekeazy's hair potion finally came in handy.

ginny was also allowed to go, since she's been asked by neville. she wore a white-beige dress with a gorgeous tiara.

then there was you, you were wearing a long, tight, glimmering dress that revealed your back, neck and shoulders. your hair sat loose, shining. you haven't ever felt prettier.

the three of you admired eachother and giggled, before making your way to the ball.

-

you were greeted by viktor, who was wearing a red suit of rough material. "you are beautiful." he said. you smiled up at him as he offered you his hand. you took it, and the both of you walked off to the ballroom with the other contestants and their dates.

after a while of dancing, viktor suddenly took your hand and walked to an empty, faraway space in the ballroom. "viktor, wh-" he shushed you with a deep kiss before you could finish your sentence. his hand crept up your waist and you leaned into his touch. the kiss ended rather difficult and sloppily, since both of you didn't want it to stop.there was a moment of just examining eachothers facial features, lust and need filling the air so quick, that your pants were being heard. your heart was beating so fast you were sure viktor could hear it.

"come on." he said, and you had no choice as he brought his arm around your waist and forced your steps to follow his.

"viktor, are you sure we can just leave the ball like that-"

"shh. in here." he said firmly. he pulled you into a barely lit, small messy room. it looked like an abandoned cupboard. your eyes wandered around the room for a second before viktor had you by the waist again, connecting his wet lips to yours once again.

it didn't take long for his rough hands to slide down to your butt. he squeezed the perfectly round cheeks, making you whimper into his mouth. he kissed you harder, deeper. you backed up on instinct. he followed, still in the what seemed like an endless make-out session. your back was now against the door, and viktor snaked his hand behind your back, easily unzipping your dress. you broke the kiss, gasping for air. viktor now had his attention on sliding your dress off, slowly. teasing.

"viktor.." you whined. it was supposed to be warning, but it came out desperate. and you were. who could blame you, when his lips felt that good.

he bent his head forwards licking a stripe up your throat and then kissing around your earlobe. he sucked on a spot by your jawline, making you let out a high-pitched gasp. "i love your little noises." he whispered into your neck. your dress finally fell off, leaving you in your bra and panties.

"ohh, fuuck." viktor mumbled, as he raised his head from your neck, eyeing your body. you automatically moved your arms to cover up yourself, but viktor grabbed both of your wrists with one hand and held them above your head.

"don't do that. you are perfect." he said, his other hand playing with the waistband of your underwear. you thrusted your hips forward, impatiently waiting for him to give you something.

he chuckled at your antics. he slid your underwear off and turned you around. your hands clawed at the door material, as krums back locked you tightly to the door. you heard the faint sound of a belt buckle unlocking, and you let out a sigh of relief. viktor smacked your butt one last time, making you squeal. you cursed your current position for not being able to see how his pants and boxers slid off. he teased your entrance with the tip of his cock, swirling it around the little hole.

"viktor, please." you softly said. viktor chuckled darkly, kissed the back of your neck and held your wrists behind your back. he entered you slowly, the both of you moaning in unison. he stopped at the hilt, pulled away fully, then pushed back inside completely, making you cry out.

"so sexy." he moaned, biting at your neck. he started a slow, passionate pace, which didn't last long. you gasped loudly as he sped up, faster and faster, until wet skin-slapping noises were to be heard.

your moans did not only increase in volume, but in amount as viktor let go of your wrists to hold your throat tightly. your head now fell completely limp onto his shoulders, eyes shut. his other hand moved to your bra, clicking it open and letting it fall off.he played with your breasts, in a way they jiggled every now and then. "fuck, viktor! don't stop.." you screamed, not caring as the music from the ball was far too loud for anyone to hear you.

"thaaat's it. cum on my cock, beautiful." his words sent shivers down your spine, one in particular that sent shockwaves to your core.

he retreated his hand from your tits, lowering it to your thigh. he squeezed the flesh before lifting it up so he was tip was probing at your cervix.

"oh god- ah!" your voice was barely working anymore, as you were close to your orgasm and mainly because of viktor grip on your throat. "i'm, i'm-"

"go on." he said, his voice sounding strained. "please, baby." this sent you over the edge. you shook and choked on your own moans. the feeling was nothing like you had ever felt before. with the little strength you had, you reached for viktors hair and held onto it, to express your gratitude. he grunted in amazement, once again placing kisses along your jawline as you came down from your high. "my jealous girl."

your legs felt like jelly, so viktor muttered a spell that shoved the junk away to a corner of the room, making space for you to lay down. he picked you up and followed you down onto the floor. he was placing kisses all over your body, making you sigh in sensitivity. then he reached your stomach, licking around your navel and kissing it. tiredly, you smiled at him. he grabbed your legs and moved them just slightly upwards, making you wince. viktor then stuck his tongue out, before letting it dissapear into your cunt. "oh, viktor." you moaned.

the new level of overstimulation made you squirm and gasp for air. it felt so good, but it was too much. he licked you clean, his tongue swirling around the bundle of nerves, and dancing along your entrance.

"hmmhh.." was all you could let out, as he finished with a kiss to the clit, and sat up on his knees.

viktor watched you intently as you got up on your elbows, too exhausted to move any other muscle in your body.

"look what you did, krum." you said playfully. he just smiled in return, looking rather proud.

"next time, you reward me for it, yes?"

.・。.・゜✭・

a/n: no bc, LOWKEY in love rn. i love love loveeee this idea, and i'm so grateful i got to write this. anywayss, hope you enjoyed! <33

.・゜゜・

- sincerely,

@delacoursshp

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✩ popular!shy!reader - ron’s friends think you were the one who made the move but are shocked to find out the opposite (❀𖤐)

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✩ the chosen one - Ron has lived in the chosen one's shadow since they became best friends, so when he gets the one thing Harry wants, he decides to never let go (𖤓)

✩ sewing kit - "The instant Ron came to you asking for help sewing a rip in his t-shirt, Molly knew you were the woman he was going to marry." (❀)

✩ i think i've seen this film before - when sirius found out that bellatrix lestrange was having a daughter, he did everything in his power to protect her. he never met her until one day she showed up at his doorstep the same way he had at the potters. but what he didn't know was that she was dating a boy who was under this very roof. (❀𖤓)

Ron won't stop complaining about Seamus and his girlfriend taking up the dorm until he's the one with a girl in there. coming soon...

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✩ me and you - You keep telling Ron to just 'ask her out' but he won't take your word seriously until you take your own advice. Somehow, you both end up with dates... (❀𖤐)

✩ long kisses, risky places - When kissing in the library leads to something more... (❀𖤐)

✩ concussions and interruptions - You aren’t expecting to meet Harry’s parents for the first time while you share an intimate moment in the hospital wing after he sustains another quidditch injury (❀𖤐)

✩ love, mum and dad - Harry gets the memory book you and James made for him to open on his 17th birthday, but he gets it a little sooner, and discovers things about the family he could have had (𖤓)

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✩ "you knew?" "you didn't?" - In which the twins only just find out their sister is dating Harry (𖤐)

Sub!harry begging mean!slytherin!reader to let him cum, but she's having too much fun... coming soon

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✩ snake ring - In which the twins pull you into a game of seven minutes in heaven. (❀𖤐)

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✩ I already won - even though he very much lost the game, he still won you (❀𖤓)

✩ how he reacts when you tell him you're in the mood (꩜)

✩ blood, dirt and reunions - You almost die and reunite with an old ex-boyfriend... or not (❀𖤓)

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✩ guilt trip - Charlie tries to guilt trip the reader to visit his family with him (❀𖤓)

✩ bloody introductions - When some of Charlie's siblings break in to his apartment to surprise him, they find out about his roommate/girlfriend (❀𖤓)

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✩ tipsy - Seamus takes care of you when you're drunk (❀𖤐)

✩ safe in his arms - Brother!Harry Potter makes Seamus promise him to keep you safe because of how obvious your feelings are for each other (❀𖤓)

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✩ just a swim - Percy's partner tries to get him to break a couple of rules (❀𖤐)

✩ how they react when you're in the mood (꩜)

'For the first time in his life, Percy pushes academics aside to focus on a girl, but his family doesn't know and thinks he has gone down a dark road.' coming soon...

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✩ what's her face - Rita skeeter being annoying (𖤐)

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✩ no disturbances - You and Cedric make such a cute couple that teachers have turned a blind eye to several accounts of PDA (❀𖤐)

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✩ that look on your face - draco malfoy's usually neutral face has a tendency to make people think he hates them, but his face always fails to betray his adoration over you (❀)

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✩ someone finds out you're dating

✩ he gets turned on at the wrong time

✩ she gets turned on at the wrong time

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Babes have you seen that recent HP reunion with the slytherin actors and VICTOR KRUM!!!

He looks like a whole meal oopsie 🫣Very much giving sexy Hogwarts professor and with the accent even hotter😩

Big boy needs more appreciation

no, because why is he SO HOT!!

He would be such a DILF as well! And he would be teased in class as her skirts only become a little bit shorter

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Face On the Milk Carton -

Every witch and wizard knows the story of the Eze Baby. Taken from her pram by a squib never to be seen again, the greatest tragedy of the Cote d'Azur. What happens when the baby in the picture looks just like the baby pictures Hermione has seen her whole life?

My Summary:

An epic level story following Hermione as she meets her biological family; which sets her on a new path that opens many doors providing much support for both her and Harry. She in turn introduces them and many other Slytherins to the muggle world.

A wonderful mix of serious and fun, romance and pain. Dealing with Death Eaters and crazy people while building new friendships and discovering the pleasure of love they are all far from bored.

Starts after 2nd Task of TWT going through their graduation. Settle in an enjoy the adventure.

Language: English Words: 204,362 Chapters: 64/64 Collections: 10 Comments: 1,083 Kudos: 4,805 Bookmarks: 1,676 Hits: 236,133

Hermione Granger/Theodore Nott, Hermione Granger, Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pureblood Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley Bashing, Manipulative Albus Dumbledore, #Hermione is a Malfoy

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Send in asks and requests for the Grishaverse and House of the Dragon!!!

Currently writing for any character and have no limits on what you can request.

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Frayed Nerves

Chapter Nine

✨Summary: In the wake of the final battle, Hermione Granger is determined to restore Hogwarts. When she hears about a powerful restoration potion from a mysterious hag in Knockturn Alley, she takes a risky plunge. But after a magical mix-up leaves her and Viktor Krum with matching tattoos, they're forced to confront their growing feelings while searching for a way to reverse the potion’s effects.

✨Content: 18+ Loss of Virginity, NSFW

✨W.C: 4934

✨ Also on AO3

Hermione and Viktor approached the hag's hut. The journey back had been a blur of adrenaline and conflicting emotions. Now, standing on the threshold of potentially undoing the magical bond that had brought them together, she felt a strange mix of anticipation and reluctance.

The hag's cackling laughter greeted them as they entered the dimly lit cottage. "Well, well! Look who's back, and in one piece, too. I must say, I'm impressed."

Hermione stepped forward, holding out the delicate flowers. "We got what you asked for," she said. "Now, about the tattoos."

The old woman's eyes gleamed as she snatched the blooms from Hermione's hand. "Ah, yes. Beautiful specimens, these are. You've done well, dearies."

As the hag bustled about, gathering ingredients and muttering incantations, Hermione stole glances at Viktor. 

Her mind drifted back to their close encounter in the hollow tree. She licked her lips as she recalled the press of Viktor's muscular chest against her body. The memory of his strong arms around her had goosebumps form on her skin.

She bit her lip, remembering how she'd felt his body responding to her closeness. The firm press of his growing arousal against her thigh had ignited something primal within her. Far from being scandalized, she'd found herself thrilled by his obvious desire.

A warm flush spread across Hermione's cheeks and down her neck as her body reacted to the vivid recollection. She shifted restlessly, aware of a growing ache between her thighs. 

Viktor stood mere feet away, his broad shoulders and athletic build on full display as he conferred with the hag. Hermione's eyes traced the lines of his body hungrily. She imagined running her hands over his sculpted muscles, feeling his skin hot beneath her palms.

A daring thought flitted through her mind - what if they'd given in to temptation right there in that tree hollow? She pictured Viktor pressing her up against the rough bark, his strong hands roaming her body as he claimed her lips in a searing kiss. 

Hermione pressed her thighs together, trying to quell the throbbing need building within her core. She wanted - no, needed - more. She craved the feel of Viktor's body moving against hers, inside her. The urge to drag him into the nearest secluded spot and have her wicked way with him was nearly overwhelming.

"Right then," the hag's raspy voice cut through Hermione's thoughts. "The potion's ready. One sip each should do the trick."

Hermione stared at the small vial of shimmering liquid the hag held out. This was it - the moment they'd been working towards. So why did she suddenly feel so hesitant?

"Before we do this," Hermione said, her voice barely above a whisper, "I need to know. Will this-- will it undo everything? The, the... feelings?"

The hag's wrinkled face softened slightly. "The potion will remove the tattoos, dearie. Nothing more, nothing less. As for the rest..." She glanced between Hermione and Viktor, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Well, that's entirely up to you two."

Hermione nodded, taking a deep breath. She turned to Viktor, searching his dark eyes for any sign of what he might be thinking. "Are you ready?" she asked.

Viktor's gaze was intense as he looked at her. "If this is vot you vant, Her-my-oh-knee, then I am ready."

With trembling hands, Hermione took the vial. She raised it to her lips, pausing for just a moment before taking a small sip. The liquid was cool on her tongue, tasting faintly of cherries. She passed the vial to Viktor, watching as he drank his share without hesitation.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a tingling sensation spread from Hermione's wrist, traveling up her arm. She looked down, watching in fascination as the elegant script of Viktor's name began to fade from her skin. Beside her, Viktor was examining his own wrist, where her name was similarly disappearing.

In a matter of seconds, it was done. The tattoos were gone, leaving behind unmarked skin as if they had never existed at all.

Hermione stared at her wrist, running her fingers over the spot where Viktor's name had been.

Hermione shivered as another gust of icy wind cut through her soaked robes. The magical storm had come out of nowhere, transforming the clear evening sky into a tempest of swirling purple clouds and crackling lightning. She squinted through the downpour, barely able to make out Viktor's broad shoulders as he forged ahead.

"There is a village over there," Viktor shouted over the howling wind, pointing to a cluster of lights in the distance. 

Relief flooded through Hermione as they stumbled towards the faint glow of civilization. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, her body trembling from the cold that seemed to seep into her very bones. As they drew closer, she could make out the outlines of quaint cottages and shops, their windows battened down against the raging storm.

A weathered sign swung violently in the wind, creaking on its hinges. "The Drunken Unicorn," Hermione read aloud, hope surging in her chest at the sight of the small inn.

They burst through the heavy wooden door, bringing a gust of wind and rain with them. The warmth of the inn's interior hit Hermione like a physical force, making her skin tingle as feeling slowly returned to her numb extremities.

A portly man with a bushy mustache looked up from behind the bar, his eyebrows rising at the sight of the two bedraggled travelers. "Blimey," he exclaimed, hurrying over with a stack of towels. "You two look like you've been through the wringer. Caught in the storm, eh?"

Hermione nodded gratefully as she accepted a towel, her fingers fumbling with the thick fabric as she tried to dry her face. "We didn't see it coming," she explained, her voice hoarse. "Is there any chance you have a room available for a couple of hours?"

The innkeeper's expression turned sympathetic. "Aye, that I do. But I'm afraid you've stumbled into more than just a bit of bad weather, miss. This here's a Tempest Storm - magical in nature. It'll rage all night, and it's not safe to travel until it passes."

"But we really should be getting back to Hogwarts." 

"I wouldn't recommend it, miss. The roads are treacherous in this weather, and there are all sorts of nasty creatures that come out when the skies open up like this. No, you'd be best off staying put for the night."

Hermione exchanged a worried glance with Viktor. They hadn't planned on staying away from Hogwarts overnight. But one look at the raging storm outside the window made it clear they had little choice.

“Ve vill take the room."

Hermione reached for her coin purse but Viktor grabbed her wrist.

" No ," he commanded.

Hermione wanted to protest but Viktor's scowling face held her at bay. He'd never used that tone on her before and she liked it.

The innkeeper eyed them thoughtfully. "Well now, I only have one room left. A nice cozy little thing, perfect for a young couple like yourselves."

Hermione felt her cheeks flush at the implication, but before she could protest, Viktor was nodding. "That vill be fine," he said, reaching into his pocket for his coin purse.

The innkeeper nodded, retrieving a large iron key from behind the bar. "Right this way, then. I'll show you to your room."

As they followed the man up a creaking wooden staircase. She hadn't packed for an overnight stay. Would her transfiguration skills hold if she changed her clothes to PJs? Could she sleep in her clothes? Probably, but she didn't want to. It'd just serve as a reminder of running from Death Eaters in the middle of the night. What would people think when she and Viktor didn't return to the castle? Oh, Merlin. What was Ginny going to think? The last thing she needed was Ginny teasing her about spending the night with her "Bulgarian Bon-Bon." The thought of spending the night alone with Viktor sent a flutter of nervous excitement through her stomach.

The innkeeper pushed open a heavy oak door, revealing a cozy room lit by the warm glow of oil lamps. Hermione's eyes were immediately drawn to the large four-poster bed dominating the center of the room. The single bed. Any and all of her thoughts revolved around what they could do in that bed. Looking at it, it was pretty big.

"Here we are," the innkeeper said cheerfully, seemingly oblivious to the sudden tension in the air. "There's extra blankets in the chest if you need them. The bathroom's down the hall. If you need anything else, just give a shout."

With that, he handed Viktor the key and bustled back downstairs, leaving Hermione and Viktor alone in the quiet room.

Hermione stood unmoving, her eyes locked on the bed. One bed. For both of them. Her heart hammered in her chest as the implications sank in.

"I can sleep on the floor," Viktor offered quietly, breaking the silence.

Hermione turned to look at him, taking in his damp hair and the way his wet shirt clung to his muscular frame. The thought of him spending the night on the cold, hard floor made her chest tighten with guilt.

"Don't be ridiculous," she said, forcing a lightness into her tone that she didn't quite feel. "The bed's plenty big enough for both of us. We're both adults, after all."

Viktor's dark eyes searched her face for a moment before he nodded. "If you are sure," he said softly.

Hermione swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way her pulse quickened at the thought of sharing a bed with Viktor. "Of course," she said, her voice only slightly higher than normal. "It's just sleeping, after all."

"If you say so."

Hermione's breath caught as Viktor's eyes raked over her, dark and intense. 

"Ve should get out of these vet clothes," 

Hermione blushed. "I... what?"

A hint of a smirk played at the corner of Viktor's mouth. "So ve do not get sick," he clarified, his tone innocent. But then his eyes glinted mischievously. "Vot vere you thinking, Her-my-oh-knee?"

Hermione's blush deepened. "Nothing! I just... I'll go change in the bathroom."

She turned to flee, but Viktor's hand on her arm stopped her. "I could help," he offered, his voice low.

Hermione's heart thundered in her chest. She knew she should say no, that this was a line they shouldn't cross. But the memory of their night in the library, of Viktor's hands on her body, sent a thrill of desire through her. 

"I... yes," she whispered.

Viktor's eyebrows shot up, genuine surprise flickering across his usually stoic features. He took a step closer, his body radiating heat. "Are you sure?" he asked softly.

Hermione met his gaze, understanding the weight of the question. If she said yes now, there would be no going back. They would cross that line, and everything would change. This time there was no potion to blame. 

She nodded.

"Okay." He smirked again, that playful glint returning. "Then let me help," he murmured.

His fingers found the clasps of her robes, slowly unfastening them. As he pushed the heavy fabric from her shoulders, his lips brushed against her neck.

"Beautiful," he murmured against her skin. "So beautiful, kote."

"W-What does that mean? You kept saying it…" her cheeks warmed even more. "The other night."

"Kitten."

"Oh," she breathed out. Viktor's hands slid under her jumper, his calloused palms warm against her stomach. He pulled the garment over her head, his eyes darkening as they roamed over her exposed skin.

"Perfect," he breathed, leaning in to press a kiss to her collarbone. 

Heat pooled in Hermione's belly. Her fingers itched to touch him, to explore the muscular body.

"Can I..." she started, then swallowed hard. "Can I take yours off too?"

Viktor caught her hands in his, bringing them to his lips. He kissed each fingertip reverently. "You can do votever you vant vith me," he said, his voice rough with want.

With trembling fingers, Hermione pushed Viktor's robes from his shoulders. She tugged his shirt over his head, revealing the chiseled planes of his chest and abdomen. Her hands roamed over his skin, marveling at the hard muscle.

Soon, they stood before each other, completely bare. Hermione's eyes widened as she took in Viktor's naked form. His body was a work of art, all lean muscle and smooth skin. Her gaze dropped lower, heat flooding her cheeks as she saw his impressive member.

Viktor's fingers ghosted over her breasts, making her gasp. He stepped closer, and Hermione felt the hot, hard length of his cock against her stomach. She ached to touch him, to wrap her hand around it.

As if reading her mind, Viktor took her hand and guided it to his cock. Hermione wrapped her fingers around him, marveling at the contrast of velvet-soft skin over steel-hard flesh. She stroked him experimentally, drawing a deep groan from Viktor's throat.

Encouraged, Hermione continued her explorations. She trailed her fingers along his length, cupped his heavy balls in her palm. Viktor's breathing grew ragged, his hips rocking slightly into her touch.

"Her-my-own-ninny," he groaned. "You are driving me mad."

Hermione looked up at him through her lashes, a small smile playing at her lips. But then Viktor stepped back, breaking contact.

"You should shower," he said, his voice rough. "Get varm."

Disappointment crashed over Hermione. She nodded, trying to hide her crestfallen expression as she turned towards the bathroom. But then Viktor's hand closed around hers, tugging her gently towards him.

"Come," he said, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I vill help you get clean."

Hermione's heart soared as Viktor led her into the bathroom. As he turned on the shower and steam began to fill the small space.

As the warm water cascaded over her body, Hermione felt her nerves melt away. Viktor's strong hands glided over her skin, spreading soap across her shoulders and down her arms. She shivered as his fingers trailed along her sides, ghosting over the curve of her breasts.

"Is this okay?" Viktor murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

Hermione nodded. Her body tingled with anticipation as Viktor's hands moved lower, caressing her stomach. Viktor's fingers ventured even lower, tracing the contours of her cunt. The sensation of his touch there was electric. She gasped, as he found her clit. She needed him to touch her already.

"Tell me vot feels good," Viktor murmured, his voice a soft rasp in her ear.

Viktor began to stroke her gently. His touch was feather-light, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

He had an impressive, no, an extraordinary memory, she thought dazedly. It was as if he'd taken a mental note of every gasp, every shudder, and was now using that knowledge to bring her to the brink. In no time at all, he found that sweet spot, the place that made her legs quiver and her toes curl against the wet tiles beneath her feet.

She clutched at his shoulders, her fingers digging into the solid muscle there as she struggled to remain standing.

"That," she whispered. "Right there. Vik."

His name on her lips seemed to spur him on, and he continued his tugging, circling her clit leaving her boneless and trembling. Her hips rocked instinctively, seeking more friction.

"Like this?" Viktor asked, increasing the pressure slightly.

"Yes," Hermione moaned. "Oh gods, yes."

She leaned back against Viktor's broad chest, her head falling onto his shoulder as waves of pleasure washed over her. His free hand came up to cup her breast, thumb brushing over her hardened nipple.

Hermione reached behind her, fingers wrapping around Viktor's thick shaft. He groaned low in his throat, his hips jerking forward.

"Show me," Hermione whispered. "Show me how to touch you."

Viktor's hand enveloped hers, his fingers long and sure guided her. With a gentle squeeze, he encouraged her to apply more pressure, to trace the veined length of him with a firmer grip. Hermione followed his lead, her strokes becoming more confident, more purposeful. She watched his face, noting the way his eyelids fluttered closed, the slight parting of his lips.

Then, with a subtle shift of his hand, he urged her to quicken her pace.  Merlin, he was so incredibly sexy, and here she was stroking his cock. She wet her lips. She felt powerful, in control knowing she made him like this.

Each stroke, each moan from Viktor's lips made her wetter, needier. 

"Like that," Viktor breathed. "Just like that, kote."

Their hands moved in tandem, pleasuring each other as the shower steam swirled around them. Hermione felt herself climbing higher and higher, chasing her release. Viktor's fingers moved faster, circling her clit with practiced skill.

"Viktor," she gasped. "I'm going to..."

"Let go," he murmured. "Come for me, Her-my-own-ninny."

With a cry of ecstasy, Hermione tumbled over the edge. Her body shuddered against Viktor's as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She felt him tense behind her, his cock pulsing in her hand as he found his own release.

For several long moments, they stood under the warm spray, holding each other as they caught their breath. Hermione's legs felt weak, her entire body buzzing with residual pleasure.

"That vas..." Viktor began.

"Amazing," Hermione finished, turning in his arms to face him.

She stretched up on her toes, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Viktor responded immediately, deepening the kiss as his arms tightened around her waist. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless once more.

"Ve are just getting started." He stated, kissing the top of her head.

Hermione clenched her legs. She reached for a towel, but he gently took it from her hands. 

"Let me," he murmured, his dark eyes intense as he began to tenderly dry her skin. 

His touch was reverent, his large hands gliding over her curves. Hermione let out a short moan as Viktor's fingers grazed and squeezed the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. 

She gasped as Viktor's strong arms lifted her effortlessly. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed, her skin tingling where it pressed against him. 

"Viktor" she breathed as he lowered her onto the soft mattress. His dark eyes blazed with desire as he gazed down at her.

"Tell me vot you vant, kote," Viktor murmured, trailing kisses along her collarbone. 

Hermione's breath hitched. "I want... I want you to touch me. Please."

Viktor's lips curved into a wicked smile. "Vith pleasure."

Viktor's lips trailed a fiery path down her body. Each kiss felt like a brand, searing her skin. When he reached her breasts, he worshipped them with a fervor that made her arch off the bed, a soft moan slipping from her parted lips. The sensation of his mouth on her, warm and insistent, was amazing.

She wanted more as his teasing kisses ventured lower, tracing her stomach, until finally, his breath ghosted over the apex of her thighs. Hermione was afloat on a sea of desire, trembling with a need so deep it was almost painful.

The first swipe of his tongue on her was like a jolt of pure electricity. 

"Oh god, Viktor," she moaned. "That feels incredible."

"Call me 'Vik' and I vill make you see stars." He said, his obsidian eyes on her as he teased her swollen clit. 

Gods, she needed more of that tongue of his.

"Viktor, please, I—"

Viktor's strong hands gripped her hips, pinning her to the mattress.

" No ,'" he growled.

"Vik," she tried again

Viktor hummed. He continued, delving deeper into her cunt. Hermione's fingers threaded through his dark, tousled hair, clutching at him as if he were her anchor in the storm of sensation that threatened to overwhelm her.

With each skilled stroke of his tongue, she was undone a little more, gasping and whimpering. Hermione was lost in a haze of desire, her legs trembling, her heart racing, as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, pulling her under into a sweet, blissful abyss.

Viktor's hand moved with purpose, his fingers slipping into her. He curled them just so, a deft movement that seemed to touch the very core of her. The sensation was blinding, a cascade of stars exploding behind her eyelids as she arched into his touch.

"More!"

He complied. Each deliberate stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, unraveling her thoughts until there was nothing but pure pleasure. Hermione's fingers clutched at the sheets.

"Come for me again, kote," he urged. "Let me taste you."

It didn't take long before Hermione was crying out, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Viktor worked her through it, his touches gentling as she came down from her high.

When she could breathe again, Hermione tugged Viktor up for a deep kiss. She could taste herself on his lips.

"My turn," she whispered, pushing gently at his shoulders.

"You do not haff to."

She smiled. "I know but I want to."

The witch trailed kisses down his chiseled abs, savoring the way his muscles tensed under her touch. When she reached his impressive length, she hesitated for a moment.

"I... I've never done this before. Tell me what to do," she said, looking up at him through her lashes. "I want to make you feel good too."

He reached down to cup her cheek. "Start slow," he instructed, his voice husky. "Use your tongue first. Then just do vot feels natural. And if I like something, I vill let you know."

Encouraged, to not only do well, but excel, Hermione wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, her fingers barely meeting around his girth. She gave an experimental lick along the underside, drawing a sharp intake of breath from Viktor. The sound was a heady reward, encouraging her to continue. Feeling brave, she took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip as she adjusted to the new sensation.

"Fuck," Viktor groaned. "Just like that, kote. Suck my cock."

Her cunt throbbed in response to his words. She had just had an orgasm, but she still needed more. She needed him inside of her. 

Hermione followed his instructions, alternating between licks and gentle suction, her movements guided by the sounds of his pleasure and the subtle shifts of his body. She watched Viktor's face, noting what made his breath catch or his hips buck. Each reaction was a clue, a piece of the puzzle that she was eager to solve. She wanted to memorize every nuance of his desire, to learn what drove him wild and to be the one to give him that ecstasy.

Hermione felt a sense of triumph every time Viktor's hand twitched in her hair, every time his thighs tensed beneath her. She was doing this to him, reducing the stoic Quidditch champion to a man moaning her name.

As she grew more confident, Hermione increased her pace, taking him deeper.

"So good," Viktor praised, his accent thicker than usual. "You are perfect."

Hermione redoubled her efforts, taking him deeper into her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder as she bobbed her head.

Viktor's hands fisted in the sheets. "Her-my-own-ninny," he gasped. "Stop, or I vill--"

Hermione pulled back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Isn't that the point?" she teased.

Viktor chuckled, sitting up to pull her into a hot wet kiss. "Not yet," he murmured against her lips. "I vant to be inside you vhen I come."

She nodded, suddenly feeling shy again. "Um, how should I—?"

Viktor's eyes darkened. "On your back," he said, his voice rough. "I vant to see your face."

Hermione lay back on the bed, her legs parting instinctively as Viktor settled between them. He braced himself on one arm, using his free hand to guide himself to her entrance.

"Are you ready?" he asked softly.

Hermione nodded, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Yes," she breathed. "Please, Vik."

He uttered a contraceptive charm as Viktor pushed inside her, the slow, deliberate stretch of her body around his making her feel full in the most exquisite way. When he was fully seated within her, he paused, pressing his forehead against hers.

"You feel amazing. So tight and vet for me."

A whimper escaped Hermione's lips, and she rocked her hips, the slight movement felt amazing. Each nerve seemed to sing with the sensation of his cock inside of her.

"Move," she urged. "Please, I need--"

Viktor didn't need to be told twice. He began to thrust, his movements starting slow and deep. Gradually, he picked up the pace, his rhythm matching the crescendo of their mingled moans. Hermione met him thrust for thrust, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer.

"мака му," Viktor growled and although she couldn't understand, she still knew what he was saying.  "You take my cock so so good kitten. So perfect for me. Just me."

His words, so deliciously crude made her cunt clench around him. "Harder," Hermione gasped, her fingers digging into the firm muscles of his back. "Please, Vik, I need more."

Viktor obliged, snapping his hips with more force, the sound of their flesh filled the room. The new angle had him hitting a spot deep inside her that made Hermione see stars, each thrust threatening to shatter her into a thousand pieces of pure bliss.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried out, a high sound she barely recognized as her voice. "Don't- don't stop."

"Never. I could fuck you forever, kote. You feel too good."

Hermione whimpered.

She gasped as Viktor's hand tangled in her hair, gently tugging her head back into the pillow. His lips brushed her ear as he murmured praise, his voice rough with desire.

"You're incredible," he growled. "So beautiful, so perfect for me."

She'd never imagined Viktor could be so vocal, and the effect was intoxicating. Each phrase of praise had her wanting to hear more, stoking the fire of her arousal.

Viktor's rhythm faltered for a moment, and he let out a deep groan. "Her-my-oh-knee," he said, his voice strained. "I need more. Can you--?"

Hermione nodded eagerly. "Yes," she breathed. "Anything."

With a gentleness that belied his strength, Viktor withdrew from her and guided her onto her hands and knees. Hermione felt exposed in this new position, but the vulnerability had her cunt throbbing.

"Beautiful," Viktor murmured, his hands caressing the curve of her hips. "You're perfect, kote."

Hermione felt the blunt head of his cock teasing her entrance, and she whimpered with need. "Please, Vik," she begged. "Don't tease."

Viktor chuckled, the sound low and full of promise. "Patience, my Hermione," he said. "I want to savor this moment."

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Viktor began to push inside her once more.

"Oh, Merlin," she moaned. "Viktor, that feels amazing."

"Чувстваш се невероятно," Viktor growled in Bulgarian. "Толкова стегнат, толкова идеален за мен."

He started with slow, deep thrusts that had Hermione clutching at the sheets. But soon, spurred on by her gasps and moans, he picked up the pace.

The room filled with the sounds of their passion - skin against skin, breathless moans, and Viktor's continuous stream of praise and dirty talk.

"Приемаш ме so good," he groaned, in English or Bulgarian, but the sounds were unrecognizable. "Such good vitch"

Hermione felt her arms give out, and she collapsed onto the mattress, her face pressed against the sheets.

Viktor's hands gripped her hips tightly as he rutted into her, his pace almost frantic now. One hand moved to squeeze her bottom, the slight pain mixing deliciously with the pleasure.

"Vik," Hermione gasped. "I'm close. I'm so close."

"Ела за мен, коте," Viktor urged, now this time in Bulgarian, squeezing the flesh of her arse.

She cried out Viktor's name as waves of pleasure crashed over her, her entire body trembling as the ecstasy consumed her.

Viktor followed soon after, his rhythm faltering as he came. He collapsed onto the bed beside her, pulling Hermione into his arms.

For a long moment, they lay there in silence, catching their breath. Hermione felt boneless, utterly sated in a way she'd never experienced before.

"That was..." she began, struggling to find the right words.

"Amazing," Viktor finished for her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

Hermione nestled into Viktor's embrace, her body still humming with pleasure. She felt a strange sense of contentment she'd never experienced before, a sense of rightness that went beyond the physical.

Viktor's fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, sending little shivers through her. She tilted her head to look up at him, marveling at the softness in his usually stern features.

"Her-my-oh-knee. I haff something to ask you."

"Yes?"

He took a deep breath, his dark smoldering eyes met hers.

"Vill you be my girlfriend?"

She couldn't help the wide smile that spread across her face. "Yes," she said, almost without thinking. "Yes, I'd love to be your girlfriend, Viktor."

Viktor's face lit up with a smile that took her breath away. She hadn't seen that smile since he had asked her to the Yule ball. He pulled her closer, pressing a tender kiss to her lips.

"Maybe ve get tattoos to celebrate," he teased, his fingers brushing over the spot where their tattoos had once been.

Hermione laughed, swatting his chest playfully. "I think we've had quite enough of tattoos for now, don't you?"

Viktor chuckled. "Da," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "No more tattoos. Just you and me, kote."

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am i reorganizing my masterlist for the 10,000th time? yep! i’ve finally written enough that i need to break this down into tinier masterlists!

key: 🚹 = male reader ⚧️ = nonbinary reader 🚻 = gender-neutral reader

☣️ = yandere tw 💥 = violence tw ‼️ = homophobia/transphobia tw 🩸 = blood/gore tw 🧨 = implied sexual content/sexual innuendos ❤️‍🔥 = smut tw

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mattheo riddle masterlist

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theodore nott masterlist

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polyamorous/non-monogamous masterlist

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“Splinched” masterlist • theodore nott 🚹🩸

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“Pansy’s Brother” masterlist • theodore nott 🚹 ☣️ 💥

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“lipstick” masterlist • enzo berkshire and draco malfoy 🚻 ☣️ ❤️‍🔥

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“watercolors” masterlist • tom riddle 🚹

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“The Doll” masterlist • enzo berkshire, regulus black, draco malfoy, theodore nott, mattheo riddle, and blaise zabini 🚻 💥

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“phoenix tears” masterlist • riddle brothers 🚹 ‼️💥🩸

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draco malfoy:

the audacity, i can’t believe this 🚹

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enzo berkshire:

shut up 🚹☣️❤️‍🔥

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ron weasley:

love triangle 🚹

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neville longbottom:

mr. green thumb 🚻

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weasley twins:

common room confessions 🚹

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blaise zabini:

uniforms ⚧️

fiendfyre 🚹

yandere! blaise zabini headcanons 🚻

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narcissa malfoy:

yandere! mother! headcanons 🚻 ☣️💥

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riddle brothers:

June 🚻

crystal 🚻☣️💥 (referenced attempted S/A tw)

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pansy parkinson:

paralyzer 🚻

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viktor krum:

sibling rivalry 🚻

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slytherin boys hcs:

slytherin boys: gn! muggleborn! reader’s music taste is rather…unexpected 🚻

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random non-reader stories:

key:

❌= implied/referenced child abuse tw 🛑= graphic child abuse tw

“where have you been?”

molly weasley discovers the extent of the dursleys’ abuse ❌

the weasley family and their cinematic adventures

just some funky lil headcanons

Harry Potter and the Amount of Abuse He Suffered at the Hands of His Guardians That Doesn’t Get Mentioned Nearly Enough (aka LET THE POOR BOY BE TRAUMATIZED)

writing prompt: “…jegulus taking in teenage harry after he runs away from the dursleys” 🛑 ❌

untitled tomarry thingy (i just love them okay)

writing prompt: “Touch starved Tom / Voldemort” 🛑 ❌

two thousand words of pure marauders-raise-harry fluff

writing prompt: “regulus black becoming the best seeker ever and harry being his biggest fan and then he finds out that his dad use to date him and he tries (and plots with sirius) to get them back together just so he can call the regulus black his stepdad”

Children Don’t Belong in Cupboards (pt. 1/?)

synopsis: jily comes to the dursleys’ to get their son back 🛑 ❌

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[siobhanhazel]

Masterlist (Harry Potter fics)

SiobhanHazel @ AO3 🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕

Whispers Over Wolfsbane

a collaborative Snupin fanfic rec list project! Come nominate your fav Remus/Severus fics with us! Jan 9 - Feb 28, 2025 Come chat with us on The Snupin Server on Discord

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🌟Shivvy Recs <- check out my tag for all my HP fanfic rec posts

FANFIC MASTERLIST

SNUPIN: COMPLETED

Of Ink Stains and Rust [G] 500 words Remus Lupin/Severus Snape ー Severus is convinced dust is inevitable, but Remus notices the dour man won't tolerate any other untidiness.

Burn the Dark Away [G] 500 words Remus Lupin/Severus Snape ー Cathartic, somewhat angsty moment for Remus and Severus after the war is all over. Fangs [G] 100 words Remus Lupin/Severus Snape ー Chaos. Fear. Fangs.

SNARRY: COMPLETED

Between These Walls || [E] 40k words [Moodboard post] Severus wakes up in the hospital next to Harry, who he soon realises is struggling with depression. They both learn what it means to be in a relationship for the first time.

Our Forever Home || [E] 20k words 7th Year Severus Snape ♡ Professor Potter feat. time travel Kintsugi || [G] 2.5k words “Magic is not material. It is paradoxical. Almost spiritual.” Only Harry's magic can save Snape. Written in Japanese and translated to English (so the style is a bit different from my usual fics).

DRARRY: COMPLETED

How I Want Him || [M] 2.5k words This is how Harry wants Draco Malfoy: teeth gritted and spitting, bristling with frustration, desperate to— The Risk of Falling || [T] 19.7k words Draco-centric coming out fic i wish that i could wear hats || [T] 4.5k words Humorous songfic for brian david gilbert’s song

DRACO RARE PAIRS: COMPLETED

Copper and Blond Catharsis || [E] 16.6k words [post with banner] Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley ー Seven years after the war, a potion-dependent and troubled Draco returns to Britain; Ron picks up on old habits, following him around Diagon and pining after him. Smut with feelings. Brightly Shining || [T] 2.8k words Draco Malfoy/Charlie Weasley ー Draco’s first Christmas with his boyfriend, Charlie, at the Burrow. Surrounded by the boisterous Weasleys, Draco struggles to find the peace and joy of Christmas Eve—until Charlie leads him into a quiet corner for some loving reassurance.

WOLFSTAR: COMPLETED

Sweets and Meat & Sweet Relief || [T & E] 8.2k words Marauders Era, anxiety, hurt/comfort, realising feelings Seeing Other People || [E] 8.8k words Marauders Era getting-together songfic for Belle and Sebastian’s song Summer Sweating in a One-Room Flat || [E] 4.0k words Muggle AU smut short with Japanese Sirius and travelling Brit Remus Whines, Knocks, Shouts || [E] 3.6k words Humorous smut for Animagi Week 2024

F/F SAPPHIC MISC: COMPLETED

Striking a Spark || [T] 8.4k words Minerva McGonagall/Lily Evans Potter ー Thanks to sophisticated time travel methods, de-aged nineteen-year-old Minerva finds herself at a bar, revelling in the spontaneity of youth with her former students; Lily Evans and her friends. Perfectionism || [T] 2.6k words Minerva McGonagall/Eileen Prince ー Hogwarts Seventh Year, sweet girlfriends Hanami (Cherry Blossoms) || [G] 500 words Minerva McGonagall/Eileen Prince ー More sweet girlfriends, for Animagi Week 2024

M/M MISC: COMPLETED

Snapshots of Us || [G] 600 words Colin Creevey/Percy Weasley ー A house is not a home without love and care. Snapshots of how Percy and Colin love each other. So Just Go and Love Who You Love || [E] 2k words Louis Weasley/Lysander Scamander/Lorcan Scamander ー Louis remembers the sincerity as Lysander said, “My fool heart’s chosen you for everything you are. What do you think, Lorcan?” Lorcan summoned the nerve to admit, “I’d never settle for gorgeous wrapping with nothing beneath. You’re dazzling, inside and out.” Aurum et Ossa: Hallowe'en || [E] 2k words Viktor Krum/Scorpius Malfoy ー His ghost-grey eyes meet Viktor’s—time to let him catch another glimpse. Scorpius has been scattering teases all evening like droplets of freshly pricked blood dappling a trail. (Launch of the rare pair Vikorpius ship!) Jupiter and Virtus || [G] 2k words Neville Longbottom/Harry Potter ー Magical AU. An offbeat short fic about growing up and the crushes along the way. After Dawn Delight || [E] 1.8k words Viktor Krum/Percy Weasley ー Percy wishes Viktor would eat a proper meal, but unfortunately, Viktor distracts him from cooking breakfast. Tranquillitas || [E] 2k words James Potter/Severus Snape ー in 7th year, struggling with pressures of his own, James Potter finds himself making an unexpected peace offering. Hurt/comfort. Lightning Strike, Loving Squeeze || [G] 3.5k words Harry Potter/Ron Weasley ー Auror Ron discovers his animagi and his feelings for Harry Fluffy Snuggles || [G] 2.1k words Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter ー Pure fluff in an AU with an interesting animagi Fiery Sniffles || [G] 2.1k words Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter ー Fluff sequel to “Fluffy Snuggles” Nibbles || [G] 1.1k words Sirius Black/Severus Snape ー Snogging and antics in Grimmauld’s potion lab Lost & Won || [T] 1.4k words Sirius Black/James Potter ー Marauders Era Seventh Year, a romp in the Forbidden Forest

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You've Always Had a Thing for Me

You've Always Had a Thing for Me https://ift.tt/sCbPktu by vespria Summary: Draco and Hermione are paired on a project together by the ministry. While working, Draco (tipsy on fire whiskey) accuses Hermione of always having a thing for him growing up. Hermione, eager to knock him down a few pegs, challenges him to a game. So there they are, cooped up in a room together; who will give in first? Bonus Musical Inspiration: Bad Choices by Kode Words: 8136, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Viktor Krum, Harry Potter Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Smut, One Shot, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Co-workers, Banter, Fingerfucking, Consensual Non-Consent, Mutual Pining, Enemies to Lovers, Possessive Draco Malfoy, Teasing, Explicit Sexual Content, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Denial, Orgasm Edging via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/uGWnN5H November 01, 2024 at 09:34PM

[delacoursshp]

"3…2..1.. DIVE!"

cedric diggory x fem mermaid reader

- use of y/n, reader is in slytherin AND IS A MERMAIDDD, reader is independent, cedric is your cheesy lover, triwizard cup (2nd task) drama, you almost being caught as a mermaid

warnings: nothing

i write quick stories, but dis one felt a tiny lil longer than usual so enjoy����

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the bell rang. you were so glad to be out of ms trelawneys lesson. she was such an oaf, with her ''ooohh i see potentional murder ahead!" or her 'aahh i see much death in your future!'. like, honestly!

not that trelawneys sayings would've been a surprise; half-blood mermaids were very rare and often seen as demons. and funny enough, you were one of them.

you made your way down the stairs to study in the library.you avoided pansy parkinson and her little group, as they always put themselves in drama and you were never up for that.

once arrived, you yanked about 5 books from a shelf and then seated yourself at a table next to a big window.

you began reading. first book, second book, third book-

ding!

19.00.

you closed the books quickly, put them back and then rushed so fast out of the library, making people turn their heads.you went upstairs, third floor, to the prefects bathroom, then muttered something that sounded like 'pine-fresh' and the painting swept forwards and you quickly stepped in.

there was nobody, as expected, except for the mermaid on the painting onto the wall. you waved politely and she waved back excitedly, looking as if she had missed you really much. you undressed, leaving yourself completely naked, then stepped into the pool.

after what felt like 10 minutes you felt your body heat up, your toes clench really hard, and your breathing quickened. the double eyelids formed onto your face.

what used to be your legs had now shaped into a long dark green, grey-ish shiny tail. your skin turned a little grey too, and your nails extended in length. your iris had become bloodred of colour, and your black pupils dilated until there was just a thin red line around the black dot. you sighed as all the changes finished, and relaxed.

about 50 seconds later, you heard the prefects bathroom opening open. it was him.

you looked up, hoping it was him and not someone else. the painting creaked and there you saw the tall, fit, brunette figure walk through.

"cedric." you whispered in happiness. he smiled at you before sprinting and hastily jumping into the pool.

you squeaked. "cedric!" he laughed, shaking the water off his hair and swam towards you. "well, hello beautiful." he smirked, eyeing your sea creature body. your breasts were practically naked, except for the shell symbols spread around your areola.

"ced. your clothes are wet." you said sarcastically, staring up into his eyes while his arm rests around your shoulder.

"doesn't matter, love. how've you been? mind helping me with the triwizard cup? i think it has something to do with, you know, your kind. i heard sirens when i opened that egg. anyways, i hope they wo-"

you admired him as he kept talking about the upcoming triwizard task. you were so lucky to have him, he never judged you on being a mermaid. of course, he's also the only one that knows about it.

your deadly- (but oddly attractive to cedric) -eyes were caught by cedric as he finished the topic. he stared at you, and if looks could kill, you'd definitely been dead. you leaned your body onto him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"i don't know what i would do without you, cedric." you spoke softly. cedric chuckled.

"well, luckily that's something you don't ever have to worry about."

"promise?" you whispered, stroking his arm with your dainty hands.

"promise."

the mermaid in the painting clasped her hands onto her mouth, and her watery eyes blinked dramatically. she wiped them with a piece of seaweed.

cedrics hand that wasn't at your shoulder, trailed down your tail and felt at the texture.

he was mesmerized. he'd seen your mermaid self once before, from afar. now that he sees it up close, it's so much prettier.

you smiled softly, exhausted from reading so long before. you glanced at the mermaid, who winked back at you.

"i love you." cedric suddenly said, what made you turn your head immediately.

"i love you, cedric" you said back, not breaking eyecontact.

"good. fish babies!" he joked.

you giggled and sat yourself sideways onto his lap. your tail flicked up and down in excitement, making the water splash. cedric grinned at your actions. then you locked lips with him, drowning in his taste.

if only this moment would never end.

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[CEDRICS POV)

it was the day of the second task. i was really nervous, but i prepared my bubble charm so everything should be fine.

bagman went on and on about this and that. to be fair, i wasn't listening. i was watching the lake before me, swinging my arms unpatiently.

"okay, enough chit-chatting! now, are we ready, best contestants?"

bloody right i was ready.

"3...2..1.. DIVE!"

an enormous splash erupted from the lake, onto the murmuring crowd. i swam and swam all the way down, trying to find what i was searching for. i didn't know exactly what. i just knew it would be guarded by mermen.

many minutes passed, and i saw 4 vague figures. i swam a little closer, and saw the four figures clearer. they were all tied up, cornered by merpeople.

one of them was a girl with rather bushy hair, next to her a boy with hair so red it looked like fire was burning in the lake, and next to him was a little girl, and right next to her was-

oh no. this couldn't be.

i frowned my eyebrows and my mouth dropped in fear. y/n.

the fact that it was y/n tied up, wasn't the worst thing. it was that her tail showed. a mermaid transformation took about 10 minutes, right? so whoever put her here must have done it quick! or else she would've been killed by them already.. if anyone up there sees she is a mermaid, things could get disgusting.

i examined her unconscious face, searching for any wounds. it was rather hard, curse the bubble charm for blurring my view.

i grabbed a knife i brought just in case from my pocket, and cut the ropes around her wrists. i carried her heavy figure up the water fast, as i felt like time was running out. our heads popped out, and y/ns eyes opened slowly. the first thing she saw was my face. then she looked around, very confused. she saw the water floating around her, and it looked like she was about to faint.

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[YOUR POV]

what? what is going on? you felt fear, anger, and confusion rise up within you. please let this be a nightmare, you thought.

a soaked cedric with a bubble around his head was looking at you, worryingly. when you wanted to say something, but it came out as a whimper, he shushed you. "shh, it's okay, leave everything up to me right now, okay?" he whispered.

"and we have our first contestant up! cedric diggory!". the gryffindors, hufflepuffs, ravenclaws and a few beauxbatons cheered loudly. some looked confused at your slightly new appearance; your grey skin & red eyes weren't hidden. cedric tried to hide you from the crowd.

he grinned at them so nobody would find it off, and then swam to dumbledore with you, both of your bodies underwater, except for your heads.

"sir, she- she's.." cedric tried to make up an excuse to make sure your body stayed beneath the surface. you looked at him, terrified.

dumbledore smiled. "it's okay, boy. i'm not stupid, you know. show her to me."

cedric hesitated, but you nodded, after all, he was the headmaster. what choice did cedric or you have?

you shyly turned around, horrified to see his reaction, but dumbledore kept his same expression. "ah. and so i was right." he said, his eyes twinkling.

you frowned your eyebrows in surprise, looked at cedric, and saw that he was doing the same. "your bubble still functions well, i'm assuming? 2 hours they work, yes?"dumbledore said.

"uuh, yes, sir." cedric said. "turn around, dive, go north, then west, you'll find a cave, go through there and leave the rest up to me."

you and cedric looked at eachother in both relief and confusion, then cedric nodded.-you swam forward, cedric holding onto your hand. a smile crept up your face, as he struggled to keep up with you.

"keep up, tough boy." you mouthed, feeling a little less worried then before.he just chuckled nervously at you. the moment of it was almost romantic, if to ignore the context. you felt a sense of joy, being in your other home, together with someone you wanna spend your entire life with.

hopefully, the next task would be a lot less terrifying.

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idk idk idkk. i don't rlly like this ☹️ but!! i felt like i wrote the task scene okay, right? 😝 anyways, hope u enjoyed!

- @delacoursshp

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Requests!

Hi!! I’ve just started getting back into writing again and I would love to take your requests!

The fandoms/ people I write for currently include:

HEARTSTOPPER

CHARLIE SPRING

NICK NELSON

IMOGEN HEANEY

TORI SPRING

DARCY OLSON (PLATONIC)

TARA JONES (PLATONIC)

JOE LOCKE

KIT CONNOR

RHEA NORWOOD

JOKER OUT/EUROVISION (Bit of a random one I know but I'm a huge fan so)

BOJAN CVJETICANIN

KRIS GUSTIN

NACE JORDAN

JURE MACEK

JAN PETEH

KÄÄRIJÄ

JANN

MISS PEREGRINES HOME FOR PECULIAR CHILDREN

Enoch O’Connor

Jacob Portman

Horace Somnusson

FORMULA ONE

MAX VERSTAPPEN

CHARLES LECLERC

HARRY POTTER/FANTASTIC BEASTS

HARRY POTTER

HERMIONE GRANGER

OLIVER WOOD

NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

LUNA LOVEGOOD

DRACO MALFOY

VIKTOR KRUM

NEWT SCAMANDER

HIS DARK MATERIALS

LEE SCORESBY

LYRA SILVERTONGUE

MARISSA COULTER

YOUTUBERS

WILLNE

JAMES MARRIOT

DAN HOWELL

VEGARD SAETERHAUG (FORMERLY WISE HUFFLEPUFF)

SEAMUS GORMAN

(This list will be added to eventually)

I only write for Male or Gender Neutral readers! (unless I see an idea I really like that fits any other category)

I’m okay with writing angst/trauma or smut (just be warned it might not be very good lol) though I will turn down specific requests if they make me feel uncomfortable to write and I would prefer to only write smut about fictional characters rather than real people.

With all that being said, I’d love to take your requests!! ❤️

[consistentsquash]

Hp Rec Fest 2023 Recs by Squash

AO3 collection for the recs I made during this fest!

The fest mods deserve everything <3

Rec masterlist - links are for my rec blurbs.

31. A fav among favs: Almagest by eldritcher (2018). Harry/Voldemort

30. A precanon fic: The Unspoken and the Unsent by hollycomb (2013). Dumbledore/Elphias Doge

29. A postcanon fic: Candles Lit Against the Dark by perverse_idyll (2023). McGonagall/Grubbly-Plank

28. An underrated fic: A Cliff in July by Miss M. (2013) Millicent/Marietta.

27. A Muggle AU: Commonplace Magic by Acid, Sinick (2010). Snarry

26. A fic with an ending you can't stop thinking about: In Infinite Remorse of the Soul by perverse_idyll (2011). Snarry, Snape/Dumbledore.

25. A fic rated T: On Wednesday by Tryfanstone (2006). Snarry

24. A holiday fic: 10 Snarry Holiday fics.

23. A soulmate fic: Inch by Inch We Crawled Toward Each Other by Chatter (2017). Fleur/Hermione

22. An unfinished fic: The J. Alfred Prufrock Arc by vain (2003). Snarry.

21. A thought provoking fic: Brown Sugar by eldritcher (2018). Voldemort/Tom Riddle (Diary).

20. A G Rated fic: The Dream of the Fisherman's Wife by eldritcher (2021). Snape/Giant Squid.

19. Hottest smut fic: Both Sides Now by Predatrix (2006). Snarry.

18. A fairytale fic: The Lost World (short version) by perverse_idyll (2013), Snarry + Omphale by eldritcher (2015), Harry/Voldemort

17. A fic that made you cry: 10 Snarry fics to make you cry

16. A fic that made you laugh: 10 Snarry fics to make you laugh

15. Most recent bookmark: De Aegypto by squibstress (2023). Minerva/Rolanda

14. A fav series: Pandemic by eldritcher (2021) Harry/Voldemort

13. A fic over 100K words: Catullus 16 by eldritcher (2014) Harry/Voldemort

12. A WIP: Year of the Thestral by perverse_idyll (2022) Snagonagall, McGonagall/Hooch

11. A dark fic: King of Fat by rinsbane (2006) Snarry

10. A fest fic: A Matter of Time by danpuff (2022). Snarry

9. A rarepair fic: Extraordinary Lengths by MaxWrite (2009). Percy/Barty Crouch Jr.

8. A canon divergence fic: When the Rose and the Fire Are One by perverse_idyll (2010). Snarry

7. A canon compliant fic: Storytelling by kellychambliss (2010). Hermione/Minerva McGonagall

6. An unreliable narrator fic: Remember Me to Cheetham Hill by Delphi (2021). Snape/Filch

5. A non AO3 fic: Down the Rabbit Hole by RaeWhit (2008). Snarry

4. Fic + art: PS, I love you by mywitch and groot (2022). Snape/Hermione

3. A podfic: [Podfic of] Bad Girls, Bad Girls, Whatcha Gonna Do by wilfriede (2023). Minerva McGonagall/Rolanda Hooch + [Podfic of] Plenitude by wilfriede (2023). Amelia Bones/Hermione

2. A comfort fic: Epic of the Forgotten by eldritcher (2017). Viktor Krum/Voldemort + Sexing the Pumpkin by ratherbrightred (2007). Snape/Sirius Black

1 . A fav fic under 5000 words: Corresponding with Snape by asnowyowl (2010). Snarry

[wh0reyp0tter]

SERIOUSLY NEED THE REMAINING CHAPTERS OF THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE NOW. RIGHT NOWWWWWW UGHHHHH I LOVE IT SO MUCH. GIVE ME MORE SLOWBURN ANGSTY JEALOUSY SAPPHIC HERMIONE FICS PLEASEEEEEE AHHHHHHHHHHH

A/N:

Hi Guys!

I know it's been a REALLY long time but here we are! I'm sorry for leaving everyone hanging but A LOT of shit happened... But anyway, here we are, chapter four!

Y/N Y/L/N is chosen as one of the champions in the Triwizard Tournament with one of her best friends, Harry Potter. Along with the struggles of being one of the champions, she also has to navigate her feelings for her best friend, Hermione Granger. But, as far as Bex knows, Hermione fancies Krum.

Includes: Angst, pining, swearing, wlw, bi!reader (mentions of flirting with men), smut, name-calling, Krum hating, fighting, physical violence, fighting, mentions of injuries, and flirting

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Music rings through the Gryffindor Common Room as everyone cheers. I grin at the crowd as I walk through it. I feel people patting me on the back as I come down from changing. I see Hermione standing in the corner next to a girl from the year below us. “Hey ‘Mione!” I call. She looks at me and ignores me as she returns to her conversation. I tap her shoulder, she still ignores me. “If you’ll excuse her.” I say politely to the girl she’s speaking to. I grab her arm before tugging her to a secluded area of the room. 

“What the hell?” Hermione seethes. 

“I wanted to talk to you! You haven’t said a word to me since this morning!” I say in a hushed tone. 

“Has it occurred to you, maybe I don’t want to talk to you right now,” Hermione replies. 

“Why don’t you want to speak to me?” I ask, confused. I hear a voice call my name. I look over to see Avery wave me over. I smile at her as I hold up my pointer finger. 

“That’s why,” Hermione scoffs. 

“What?” I say confused. “Avery?” 

“Yes! Bloody hell, I told you I didn’t trust her,” she replies. 

“You don’t even know her, H,” I argue. 

“I know I don’t like you being with her,” she seethes. 

“What?” I ask. 

“I don’t like you being around her,” Hermione repeats. “It pisses me off! You called her Dove.” Her voice grows quieter at the end of her sentence. 

“Sorry, but you’ve been so busy being shoved up Krum’s arse that I’ve barely seen you besides classes and at night!” I argue, my voice growing louder. 

“I don’t spend that much time with him!” She scoffs. 

“Notice how you were his treasure today? You know who mine was? Fred. You’d think it’d be you, but nope. You’re in love with Krum now!” I laugh. 

“His name is Viktor!” She exclaims. 

“I don’t give a fuck what his name is. You have no right to try and tell me I can’t be involved with Avery while you’ve blown me and the boys off every moment you can to hang out with that git. Or is it just me?” I ask. Hermione’s silent as I shake my head. “I gotta go. Avery wants me.” I turn and walk away from the small girl as I walk up behind Avery and wrap my arms around her middle. I rest my head on her shoulder as she smiles. 

“Hi love,” she hums.

“Hello, Angel,” I smile. “What are you doing?” 

“Just chatting,” Avery replies. 

“Sounds boring,” I whisper into her ear. 

“It is,” she whispers back. I grin happily as I tug her closer to me as I tuck my face into her neck. 

“How was your day, Dove,” I say against her skin. 

“Stressful, you gave me quite the scare today,” Avery says as she rubs my arm. 

“I’m sorry. How can I make it better?” I ask as I press a soft kiss to her neck. 

“You could stay in my dorm tonight,” Avery replies. 

“Sounds good to me,” I grin. Avery leans her head back against mine as I kiss her forehead. 

A few hours go by until the party dies down. I feel Avery’s body slumped against my side as I help her up the stairs. She’s babbling drunkenly as she presses her lips to my neck. 

“Ave, what are you doing?” I ask as I push her face away. 

“Kissin you,” she mumbles as she tries to kiss my lips. 

“You’re drunk, not right now,” I say as I push open the door to her dorm. I see one of her friends sitting on her bed. “She’s drunk, but I’m pretty sure she’ll be out soon.” I smile at the younger girl. I set Avery down on her own bed before I pulled her shoes off. 

“Are you staying?” Avery whines as she looks up at me. 

“Not tonight, maybe tomorrow,” I say softly. Avery pouts as I cover her up. She falls asleep moments later. 

“I have to tell you something,” the girl across the room says. I turn to look at her in confusion. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever gotten your name,” I say. 

“I’m Clarissa, but you can call me Rissa,” she smiles. 

“What did you have to tell me?” I ask. 

“Avery was dared to do this, the whole thing with you. I heard her and her friends talking about it. She was dared to make a champion fall for her, and she chose you,” Rissa says softly. My heart drops as my mouth dries. 

“What?” I say softly. “You swear to Merlin you’re not lying.”

“I swear, I have no reason to lie about something like this,” she says softly. 

“What do I do?” I say as I shake my head. 

“Don’t get with her, don’t do anything. You’ll get hurt,” Rissa says. 

“Thank you so much,” I say as I walk through the door. I walk quietly back to my own dorm before I push through it. I kick my shoes off as I close my door. I walk to my dresser as I pull pajamas out. I change quickly before I get into bed. I fall asleep staring at the brick ceiling. 

Once I wake up my mind instantly flies to what Rissa said last night. I stand up and slip on a pair of socks and trainers before going down to the Great Hall. I saw Hermione sitting next to Ron with Harry and the twins across from him. I quietly slip into the spot between the twins as I grab a chocolate croissant. I eat it silently as I stare at the table. I feel a shoulder nudge mine, I look up to see George looking down at me. 

“You alright, Y/N/N?” He asks softly. 

“Avery, it was a dare,” I laughed quietly. 

“What?” George says angrily. 

“Her friends bet her that she couldn’t make a champion fall for her. And I was the oh so lucky champion she chose,” I reply. 

“I swear to bloody Merlin, if she wasn’t a girl,” he says angrily. 

“What’s the matter?” Harry asks as he looks between George and I. 

“Fucking Avery, that right cunt,” George seethes. 

“What’d she do?” Ron asks. I look at George as he gives me a look asking if he can say. I nod softly before he bursts. 

“She was using Y/N! It was all for a bet, her friends said she wouldn’t be able to pull a champion,” George says. Hermione’s face hardens as she looks at me. She gets up quickly as her face scans the Great Hall before she disappears. 

“Where’s she going?” Fred asks. 

“No idea, should we follow her?” Harry asks. 

“No, probably not,” Ron replies. I get a bit more food before I drink my pumpkin juice. 

I make my way to the Transfigurations classroom. I push the door open to see Hermione already sitting at our table. Her face is hidden by her curly hair as she reads the book in front of her. I slide into my seat before I look to the front of the room. 

“You alright?” Hermione asks, not looking up from her book. 

“M’fine, H,” I say softly. 

“You’re not, you’re allowed to be upset,” she says as she places a hand on my arm. 

“You’re not gonna tell me you told me so?” I ask. 

“Well, of course not. You’re upset and I’m not going to exploit that because I was right,” Hermione says. I nod softly as I look at her. McGonagall makes her way to the front of the room. 

“Today’s class will be held in the Great Hall so we can have a discussion,” she says. “Everyone leave your things and follow me.” As we get there, every Gryffindor is in the room. I smile as I see the twins standing behind a bunch of chairs while leaning against the wall. “Ladies on the right, gentlemen on the left.” I scrunch my nose up as I move to sit on the other side. 

“What’s this about?” Angelina asks as I sit in front of her. 

“No clue,” I whisper back. 

“Today we will be discussing the Yule Ball. It’s directly connected to the tournaments. The house of Godric Gryffindor has been the most honorable and humble house around this time. I will not have you besmirching that name by acting like a babbling bumbling band of baboons!” McGonagall says. 

“Right, she’s obviously never been to a Gryffindor party,” I whisper with a smirk to Lina. She lets out a soft snicker as McGonagall shouts at Ron. 

“Mr. Weasley, please join me,” she says. Ron looks at her in shock as he stands up and walks over to her. “Please put your hand on my waist.”

“Where!” Ron screeches as he looks at her.

“On my waist, Mr. Weasley,” she repeats. Ron slowly puts his hand on her waist as McGonagall takes his other hand. She begins walking through a slow waltz as I cover my mouth to try to stop the laughs from bubbling out of me. 

“Oh I wish I had a camera,” I say in awe. I look to see Fred and George mockingly swaying back and forth. Hermione elbows me softly as she glares at me. 

“Now, I hope you gentlemen will each take a lady’s hand and ask her to dance,” Professor calls. The boys sit silently as I roll my eyes. I see Neville stand up as he offers his hand to Ginny. She smiles as she takes it and they begin to dance around. I smile softly as Ron walks over to me. 

“Your hand m’lady?” he says obnoxiously. I throw my head back in laughter as I grab his hand. 

“Of course m’lord,” I reply in the same voice. He pulls me up as his hand sets on my waist. We sway softly as he spins me. I let out a loud laugh as he dips me. “Wow, Weasley! You got some moves.”

“Oi! I’m not just a pretty face,” Ron winks. I shake my head with a smile as I lift his hand above his head. 

“Now, spin!” I laugh. 

“Absolutely not,” Ron says as he shakes his head. 

“Come on, Ronald!” I say as I wiggle his arm around. He rolls his eyes as he duck under our arms and spins. I grin brightly as I watch him. 

“Now you,” he smiles. He twirls me around as I let out a laugh. Ron tugs me back to his chest as we dance slowly. “So, when are you gonna tell ‘Mione you fancy her?” My eyes widen as I slap his chest. 

“What are you talking about?” I ask, my eyes pulling away from his gaze. 

“It’s painfully obvious, Y/N/N,” he teases. I groan as my head falls to lean on his shoulder. 

“I can’t tell her, she fancies Krum,” I replied as my head lifted off his shoulder to look at him. 

“You never know unless you try,” Ron sings. I roll my eyes as I look around the room. I see Hermione laughs loudly as Harry spins her around. My stomach fills with butterflies as I smile softly. “You’re absolutely smitten!” Ron laughs. 

“Oh, bugger off you git,” I mutter as we continue to dance. He grins at me as he spins me again. I let out a laugh as he dips me again. 

Ron plops beside me as he lets out a loud groan. I shift my seat on the couch of our common room as I smile. “You alright Ronniekins?” I ask as I nudge his shoulder. 

“How the bloody hell am I meant to ask a girl to the ball! They’re always together in their scary groups, staring at us,” Ron says as he puts his head in his hands. 

“It’s not that hard, just ask someone,” I shrug. 

“Have you been asked yet?” Ron asks. I shake my head as my eyes scan the pages of my book. 

“I’m probably not going,” I say. 

“You’ve got to go!” Ron exclaims. 

“Why?” I ask. 

“If ‘Mione finds out you're saying that she’ll skin you alive!” Ron says as he sways us. 

“Is she going with someone?” I ask softly. 

“I have no idea. You know she wouldn’t tell Harry and I, we’d take the mickey out of her if she did,” Ron laughs softly. I nod in agreement as I put my feet on his lap.

I walk into the Great Hall for my study hour as I see Hermione sitting beside Ron and Harry. I sit across from them, next to the twins as Snape sets my workbook in front of me. I give him a tight lipped smile as I open it and begin to work. 

“Have you got a date yet, H?” Ron says as he turns to the brown-haired boy. 

“Not yet, it’s terrifying!” Harry exclaims in a hushed tone. 

“I know! How am I supposed to ask a girl when they’re always together!” The redhead whines. I let out a soft laugh as I look at the two. Fred tears a piece of parchment off as he scribbles on it and tosses it at his brother. Ron reads it before glaring at the older twin. “Right, who are you going with then!” Ron huffs in a whisper. Fred smirks at his brother before crumpling up another piece and tossing it at Angelina. 

“Oi! Lina!” Fred whisper-yells. Angelina’s head snaps towards him as she glares. “Will you,” he says as he points at her. “Go to the ball,” he continues as he mimics dancing. “With me,” he smirks as he points towards himself. 

“Yeah, alright then,” Angelia says with a small smile as she turns back to her work. Fred turns and shoots an overdramatic wink at Ron. I laugh softly as I shake my head. 

“Right, Hermione, Y/N, you both are girls! Come to the ball with us,” Ron laughs as he mimics Fred. Snape walks up behind him as he smacks him in the back of the head with a workbook. Ron winces as he rubs his head. I laugh with Harry as Hermione turns to look at him. 

“I have a date already,” Hermione says. 

“You what?” I say as my head snaps towards her. 

“Someone asked me, and I said yes,” she replies. 

“Who!?” I ask. 

“None of your business,” Hermione says coldly.

“I thought we were best mates!” I say in defense. 

“If I wanted you to know, don’t you think I would’ve told you by now!” Hermione says in a tone that mocked mine a few weeks ago. My face falls as I look at her. 

“Cool,” I say dryly as I turn back to my work. 

“Y/N, are you going to the ball?” Harry asks. 

“Probably not,” I say as I don’t look up from my work. 

“What?” Ron says slightly loudly. 

“Not going,” I say as I look up at the trio with a tight-lipped smile. 

“Yes you are,” Hermione says suddenly. 

“No, no I am not,” I say as I shake my head. 

“You have to!” Hermione argues. 

“No I don’t,” I laugh. 

“You are going. No arguing,” Hermione says. 

“We can go together,” Ron says as he waggled his eyebrows at me. 

“Fine,” I seethe. “Only because I don’t want Ronniekins looking pathetic at the ball.” Harry looks at me in shock as he gasps. 

“What about me!” He shrieks. Snape glares at us as I apologize. 

“You’ll find a date. You’re the chosen one. Every girl wants to get in your pants. Ron here is a little more awkward,” I reply. Harry grumbles quietly as I finish my work. I get up as I hand Snape my book and leave the room. 

“You have a package,” Ginny tells me as she sets a long box on my bed. My face lights up as I move closer to the box. 

“It’s my dress!” I exclaim. I tug the top off the box as I look inside. I pull out a long  dark red dress. The skirt is bouncy and made of a soft tulle. It flows to the floor as I hold it up. The top is made out of a silky material, that was covered in shiny red beads and sequins. The straps are thin and cross in the back. The neckline is a wide V shape.

“Oh my god Bex! That’s gorgeous,” Ginny grins. “You’re gonna look so pretty!” 

“I hope so,” I say softly. There’s a pair of open-toed silver chunky heels, they’re covered in sparkles. It has a strap that goes across the top of your foot and one that fastens around your ankle. I dig around the box to find three smaller black boxes. The first box has a silver necklace with a silver rose as the pendent. The second has a pair of gorgeous earrings. They’re crystal dangle earrings. They look like frosty ice more than anything else. The final box is smaller, shaped more like a cube than anything. I open it to see the ring. It’s the same ring my mother wore everyday. It has been in our family for ages. I take it out and hold it between my fingers. It’s gold and has a tiara like design. There’s a small oval shaped red stone in the middle with two tiny pearls on the top and bottom. 

“That’s beautiful,” Ginny says softly. 

“It was my mum’s. It’s been passed down to the eldest girls in my family for generations. And it’s finally my turn,” I say as a smile breaks across my face. I made a mental note to write mum later. I hang my dress up so it doesn't wrinkle before putting the shoes and jewelry away safely. 

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Characters: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, Viktor Krum, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Regulus Black, James Potter, Ron Weasley, Jason Todd, Paul Lahote, Sam Uley, Quil Atera, Embry Call, Seth Clearwater, Jared, Kim, Captain America, Tony Stark, Thor, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov, Bucky Barnes, Dimitri Belikov, characters of my own creation.

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Chapter 2 art

Dirty Secret (6118 words) by MessrsGrangerMalfoy Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Ginny Weasley, Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Smut, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending, POV Draco Malfoy, POV Hermione Granger, POV Multiple, Triwizard Tournament (Harry Potter), Hogwarts Triwizard Champion is a Slytherin, Triwizard Tournament Happens Differently (Harry Potter), Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Mutual Pining, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter Friendship, Community: Dramione FanFiction Forum Summary: What happens when Draco Malfoy is chosen as the Triwizard champion instead of Cedric? His secret crush on Hermione won't stay secret for very long. You can look at the chapter art here! https://www.tumblr.com/messrsgrangermalfoy