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chapter nine - the black lake

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pairing: theodore nott x reader

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author’s note: thank you so so so x10389885 for all the love i've been getting as of late!!! i see all your notes, reblogs, and comments and they mean the absolute world to me. wishing you all the best for the coming new year and i hope you all have/had happy holidays!!! <3

that being said...please forgive me for this chapter LMAO

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song inspiration: "baby i'm a fool" by melody gardot

“How bad could it be, hm?”

Meeting Parvati’s eyes in your dorm mirror, you considered her seemingly innocent question.

What was the harm, truly?

“Well, he could be horribly ugly.” A puff of hot air escaped your lips at Ginny’s rebuttal. You caught the glare Parvati shot the redhead who could only sheepishly grin.

“Are you trying to suggest she shouldn’t go?”

“Not at all!” Ginny replied. Pausing, she turned to look at you. “Just trying to temper expectations. Don’t want you to be disappointed, ‘s all.” Her change in tone only worsened the sinking feeling that was quickly settling into your gut. Seeming to sense the catastrophizing her sentence had set off in your mind, she piped up. “Hey! If he’s not cute, maybe he’ll be this great guy! Godric knows the lookers can be the absolute worst.” The bitter smile on her face let you know she was thinking of her ill-fated romance with Dean Thomas.

“So, I’m either saddled with some class-act minger or an attractive asshat. Wonderful. Loving these options.”

“I have a feeling my comments have not been entirely helpful this afternoon,” Ginny mused.

“You think?” Parvati rolled her eyes. “What I’m hoping Ginny is trying to say is that you don’t know who’s going to be waiting for you at the Black Lake, so don’t go into it expecting anything, right?”

“Right-o, Patil.”

“Anyhow, it’s not like you’ve been cracking on with anyone recently, right? So, who knows what will happen.”

Your mind seemed to stall over the feelings you hadn’t voiced to anyone. Though Hermione’s eyes had hinted at your affection for a certain Slytherin that first snow of the season, you had yet to be fully candid with your friends.

You fronted a smile. “Right again, Parvati.”

“So…” she drawled, getting up from your bed and standing behind where you sat at your desk. “It’ll be grand, Y/n.” Parvati patted you on the shoulder. “Just grand.”

“Besides, if he tries anything naughty, I’ll jinx him in the—”

“Ginny!”

Having clasped your secret admirer’s latest gift around your neck, you made your descent from Gryffindor Tower. Your friends had kindly let you get ready in peace; their endless chatter had only served to put your nerves on edge. The sun had just begun to set over the surrounding mountains of Hogwarts, casting the grounds in rich blues and oranges from the dying light. Wrapping your arms around yourself in an ill-favored attempt to stay warm, you made your way to the Black Lake, hoping that whoever he was, you wouldn’t have to wait in the winter chill.

As fate would have it, you didn’t have to wait long.

“Y/n!”

Turning around to see who the voice belonged to, you were met with the sight of Zacharias Smith jogging toward you.

A seventh year like yourself, Zacharias Smith was a Hufflepuff you had shared a few classes with over the years. However, the frequency of your shared schedule had petered off as Smith decided to not pursue certain advanced coursework. You’d chat on the occasional run-in, but he was more of an acquaintance than a friend.

One of your last classes with him was History of Magic in fourth year, where you had been seat partners. Smith wasn’t a bad student per se, but he made it perfectly clear studying the goblin rebellions of the eighteenth century was not at the top of his priority list. At the end of the year, Professor Binns had assigned each pair of students a section of the International Statute of Secrecy to study and present to the class. You could count on one finger the times Zacharias had helped you with the project, constantly skipping out on study sessions for time on the quidditch pitch. As a chaser for Hufflepuff, Zacharias was perfectly adequate. As a student, he was less so, and you found yourself slaving away for hours to make up for his lack of effort and frankly, blatant disregard for your time. You fourth year-self had most definitely shared an unkind word about the Hufflepuff.

“Zacharias…Hi.” In your nervousness, you rocked back and forth on your feet, still reeling from the realization that the brown-eyed blonde before you was your secret admirer. A feeling shamefully close to disappointment began to gnaw at you. “I wasn’t expecting you.”

He let out a light laugh, “Yeah, sorry didn’t mean to startle you. Just wanted to make sure I caught you before it got too dark. Can’t be getting detention again with Filch. ‘Right bastard, that man.” That made you both chuckle. “Anyhow, L/n, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade together this weekend, maybe grab a butterbeer?”

Eyes widening at his forthrightness, you let out a shocked laugh causing the blonde’s eyebrows to furrow. “Sorry! Sorry. ‘S just…I’m kind of surprised you’re into me.”

Zacharias stared at you in confusion. “Really? I mean, I’ve liked you since our fourth year—when we had History of Magic together. Don’t you remember—I asked you to the Yule Ball that year?”

In fact, you did remember Zacharias asking you to the Yule Ball after class with flowers. You also remembered politely declining—having already secured a date—only for him to turn right around and ask Romilda Vane seconds later with the same bouquet. Rather classy, that was.

“Yeah, I know I ended up going with Romilda, but you were my first choice, you know.”

Geez, way to butter up a girl.

“Still,” you let out a quick huff of air, “I didn’t think you were the ‘secret admirer’ type. I guess I figured you’d be straight-up with your intentions,” you mused, picking at a loose strand on your sweater. “You don’t seem the type to play the long game with gifts and notes, and all that.”

Zacharias paused, an unreadable expression flickering over his face. Running a hand thorough his cropped locks, he looked away at the Black Lake’s horizon before smiling back at you.

“What can I say?” replied Zacharias. “I’m a chaser. I go after what I want. And what I want, is to take you on a date to Hogsmeade this weekend. So…?” he asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

What an absolute line.

Words on the tip of your tongue to turn him down once again, you remembered the words of your wise friends just earlier that afternoon.

What’s the harm? It’s not like there’s anyone else showing up, no matter how much I might wish for it.

Shoving down your disappointment, you made an effort to smile in return at the Hufflepuff in front of you. “I’d love to, Zacharias.”

Offering his arm, you gingerly accepted, and the two of you walked back toward the castle together, watched only by a lone keeper exiting the nearby quidditch pitch.

After your rendezvous at the Black Lake, you had agreed to meet your friends back at your dormitory to dish. Hence, you were laying on your carpet, chronicling the night’s events in scintillating detail. Like you, your friends were surprised by the identity of your admirer.

“Smith? As in Zacharias Smith?” At your nod, Hannah hemmed and hawed before letting out an expressive, “Huh.”

Sitting up from your horizontal position on the floor, you looked at your friend. “What is it?”

Hannah took her time in answering, before finally finding the words. “It’s just that…Zacharias isn’t exactly who I had been picturing.”

While you were loath to admit it, Zacharias hadn’t been who you were expecting that evening either, nor had he been who you had hoped to see. However, you couldn’t help but wonder why Hannah’s expectations weren’t met.

“Why’s that?” you asked.

Before the Hufflepuff could answer, Ginny gave her two cents, “Well, because he’s a complete wanker.”

“Ginny!”

“What, Han!” exclaimed Weasley, “It’s true! And I know you were thinking it too! He’s one of the worst losers I’ve ever seen—and that’s saying something, considering Ron’s my brother.” That sent you all into a fit of giggles, reminiscing on the times you’d had to witness the sore sport Ron could be when it came to quidditch. “Seriously, though,” the girl continued, “I saw him break a broom in a fit after losing in a scrimmage against Ravenclaw. A scrimmage, Y/n.”

“Not to rag on Zacharias, but I can’t say that I’m terribly fond of him either,” added Hannah. “In our third year, he sold out one of his roommates to Snape after they’d broken into the Potions storeroom together, just so he’d get out of detention. Made it terribly awkward between them for the rest of the term” Hannah sighed, “He’s not exactly a model Hufflepuff.”

Their stories only confirmed the sinking suspicion already settling in your mind. The time you had spent with Zacharias wasn’t the worst, but it wasn’t something you took to regularly reminiscing on. You distinctly remembered the feeling of relief when your History of Magic project together had ended. But that had been three years ago.

Plopping down beside you, Hermione nudged your shoulder. “Maybe he’s turned a new leaf? If he did all of this for you to show how interested he was, something’s had to have changed, right? None of us really know him.”

“I’m really hoping you’re right, Hermione” you admitted. “I think the romantic in me might die if I find out he’s the tosser you lot have made him out to be. After all the thought he put into those gifts and notes…”

“It doesn’t bode well to make assumptions about people, Y/n. Just think about all the things people say about Luna,” remarked Padma to your left.

“Pads!” you gasped in shock.

“Look, I love Luna and all her oddities and idiosyncrasies,” Padma offered, “But if I had listened to all the awful things people have said about her, I’d have never become friends with her. People call her Loony Lovegood for Godric’s sake!”

Padma’s reasoning seemed to strike a chord with your group of friends. Sighing, Hannah turned to level a look at you. “Padma’s right, you know. We shouldn’t assume he sucks just from a handful of choice anecdotes.”

“We’ve forgiven all manner of sins, after all,” surmised Ginny. “Even with Ron’s grousing after losing a quidditch match, Hermione still wants to snog the living daylights out of my brother. Can’t understand it for the life of me.”

“Ginny—enough!”

“What? Am I wrong?”

The next day, Hogwarts’s rumor mill was churning out the news of your impending date with Zacharias Smith. Intending to escape the careless whispers and curious looks waiting for you at breakfast in the Great Hall, you had made your way to the Kitchens. With a quick ‘Hello’ to Dobby and Winky, you grabbed a muffin (or three) and stuffed your mouth before heading towards the library. There, the murmurs of your classmates were kept at bay by the harsh glare of Madam Pince, ever the watchful librarian. However, it seemed not everyone feared the archivist’s death glare.

“You’re going out with that prick, Smith?” The harsh accusation had your head snapping to find the person who had leveled it at you. That clipped tone belonged to none other than your coveted Potions partner currently towering above you and your corner table. To the untrained eye, Theo appeared terribly composed. Yet, you could see the tension in his neck, seemingly like a serpent ready to make a lethal strike. His eyes were glacial, boring into your own, mouth in a stern line to complete his sinister expression.

Narrowing your eyes at the venom leaking from his voice, you snappily answered. “I’ve agreed to go to Hogsmeade with him, yes.”

Theo didn’t seem to very much like your answer.

“Why?”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What?”

“Why’ve you agreed to go out with that gormless git?”

“Excuse me?”

“I thought it was a joke when Enzo mentioned it. I wouldn’t do you the disservice of imagining it possible. How could Y/n go out with someone so incredibly thick and inconsiderate? Imagine my surprise when I found out Berkshire was being completely serious.”

You were struck by the leveled ire of his words. The Theo in front of you was completely unrecognizable to you, no longer the sarcastic and thoughtful Slytherin you had come to know—come to care for. While it was perfectly fair for you to have your reservations about your upcoming date with the Hufflepuff, Theo had no right to poke his nose in your business. Anger began to bubble up inside of you like a heated cauldron.

“Not that it’s your concern, Theo, or Berkshire’s—or anyone’s concern for that matter, but yes, I have agreed to go out with him.”

Theo had the gall to laugh. “You cannot be serious.”

“I am completely serious!” you scoffed. “And he’s been exceedingly thoughtful and considerate, if you must know. Sweets, flowers, notes, and the like! What do you know about being considerate, Theodore? Coming in here to scold me like a child!”

The face in front of you drained of color, no longer a vexed red. Confusion replaced his choleric expression before settling into his stony façade once more.

“You really think Smith would do all of that, for you? That he would care about you that much?”

His questions sent a painful pang through your heart, never expecting such cruelty from someone you had come to consider as a friend, and possibly more.

“As a matter of fact, Nott, I do.” With each word out of your mouth, that carefully constructed mask of measured indifference solidified. Everything you said would only bounce off his exterior. The boy in front of you was beyond reach.

Kissing his teeth, Nott hummed. “And here I was, giving you more credit than you deserved. My mistake.” With that, the Slytherin spun on his feet, making his swift exit from the library.

With half a mind to go after him, you popped out of your seat, chair screeching against the ground. You called out at his retreating form.

“Nott, what—where are you going? We’ve got Potions in five!”

“You’ll manage without me, L/n.”

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guessthestrangers · 2 years ago

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Dating Billy Hargrove hc Part 3

Billy Hargrove x reader

part 1 part 2

Warnings: bandages, the word “sexy”

A/N: Scroll before hating. Feedback, requests and comments are appreciated. Thanks Strangersss

-Billy likes cooking for you

-Ever since the mall fire, Billy pays a lot more attention to the ones he cares about (you and Max)

-It took him a few weeks to recover, but you were always there with him at the hospital

-He had to sleep a lot, and you were there most of the time, but the rest of the time you took care of Max

-You and Max grew so close during this time

-You emotionally healed together

-And grew as close as siblings

-When Fall came around, you’d come after school to the hospital (some of the staff became your friends too so they all knew you) and you learned how to knit, so if he was asleep you’d knit him blankets and scarves and little bracelets

-He cherished them

-You made this little knitted heart, when you saw him recover a little more, as a gift for your little fighter 😇

-And he wore it as a badge and had it on 24/7

-He woke up during the nights a lot, looking for you

-Don’t worry— you were there.

-He hated being vulnerable around you, so he pouted angrily a lot and you giggled at that

-A few days before Halloween, he got so much better and only needed light bandages for his stomach and hands

-You brought him home— in a trailer you and max saved up for, close to Max and her Mom‘s trailer

-He was so happy

-Before entering, he kissed your whole face and hugged you as tight as he could (considering the bandages)

-“I love you, I love you, I love you”

-The next morning, he wasn’t in bed with you, and you freaked out (A/N should I make an imagine on this in deeper details)

-Until you saw a note

‘I’ll be right back, don’t eat just yet— B’

-So you stayed in bed in your pjs, and Max invited herself over at some point, then you served some orange juice and you played some board games as you waited for Billy

-Max left a few minutes beforehand to go see Lucas and the others

-Billy barged in with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him

-He, in his nice baby blue opened button up, came over to you on the couch with his smile, gave you a big ol’ kiss, and put a big paper bag and two coffees on the table

-“G’morning, sweets” He smiled, kissed your cheek and plumped right next to ya

-“Billyyyyy that is so nice of you” you whine

-“This is nothing, babe, I swear, I got somethin’ else,” he started, then took a sip of his coffee, and got up

-He pulled his button up even more open to reveal his left peck, where a new bandage was placed

-You got up, panicking, “Did you get hurt?!”

-Billy stopped you, “No no baby, baby, baby, just look”

-Through the bandage, you saw a thin black shape

-A heart.

-Your own stops beating and your eyes fill up with tears, so you cover your face with your hands and mutter his name

-You hadn’t realized how much it had hurt you to see him hurt for months

-Billy held you in his arms, and kissed your forehead

-“I love you, Billy” you look back up into his eyes

-“I love you more.”

-He was your survivor, your fighter, the love of your life. And you thanked whoever was up there for it every single day.

-EXTRA:

-For Halloween he got a sexy nurse costume to act as your nurse

—-you laughed so much—

-YOU GOT DRESSED AS THE MIND FLAYER LMAO

Part 4?

Please leave comments and requests :)

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razrogue · 3 years ago

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Birthday Month is live y'all 🥳

Made a wishlist for my birthday - no one is obligated to but any gifts would appreciated.

Gifts for Raz

If you'd just rather donate some coins, they are very very much appreciated as well 💖

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And just like that, I'm pulled back in again...

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Just curious, for those who have OCs that get married:

Do they do any name changing type stuff? Whether it's taking one or the other's surname or creating their own surname together?

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zevlors-tail · 4 years ago

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Congats for the 300+ followers. Could you please do a BNHA match up please?

-I'm about 5'5" in height and average weight. I also have brown hair, often in a braid and hazel green eyes and I'm Caucasian.

-I am a kind, generous, shy person who's got some trust issues and can get overwhelmed at times. I tend to get embarrassed with PDA as well.

-I am a Virgo, I love to draw, play video games, my favourite colour is blue and I love chocolate. I also have Crohns disease and take Renflexis (An infusion medication) for it.

-Male

-Either pro heroes or someone from class 1A. (Please just pick one, I don't want you to stress yourself.)

And scarves and apples for the fall words.

Thank you so much if you chose to do it.

Thank you! My favorite color is also blue, good choice! <3 PS: My cat helped me write this, if you wanted to know lmao (he likes to rub his face on the corner of my laptop).

Participate in Sweater’s 300 Follower Special

I match you with: Izuku Midoriya!

-Your kindness and generosity is what attracted him to you. Poor dear just keeps ‘forgetting’ his pencils for school. Actually, it’s more like he’s losing them on purpose at this point. “Can I borrow a pencil from you, Y/N? I promise I’ll give it back!” He just wants to make conversation with you so bad!

-It was genuine forgetfulness at first. And you were right there, offering him whatever supplies he forgot about without even thinking twice about it. How nice was that!? And hey, you’re super cute too, and he sure would love to talk to you more... So he keeps on forgetting his supplies.

-Since you’re kind of shy, the Izucrew decided to adopt you as their own after you and Izuku became friends, and they made it their mission to make you feel comfortable and safe. Ochako and Asui are your best friends who would do anything for you. They even set you up with Izuku after finding out about your feelings for him. Could you even ask for better friends?

-The two of them set up a group hangout but told everyone else (except you and Izuku of course) to cancel last minute. It wasn’t until you and Izuku showed up to the movie theater that they texted and canceled on you. But you guys already paid, so what were you to do? Well, see the movie of course! Iida even texted the both of you to have a nice date, which caused a lot of blushing and stuttering on Izuku’s part.

-You both had so much fun seeing the movie and talking about it together afterwards. In fact, you wanted to spend more time with each other after that, so you did! Izuku asked you to dinner, so the two of you went somewhere you were both comfortable with, and then after it was all over, he officially asked you on a real date, one that the two of you could plan together. You went home feeling like you were on cloud nine.

-Izuku keeps tabs on your health to make sure you’re doing okay, always. He has a notebook dedicated to you specifically with a little calendar inside. Important days, doctor’s appointments, and whatever else you need are marked on the calendar and little notes are scribbled in to remind you both what the appointment is for or where it is or what time. He’ll gladly do whatever you need of him, whether that’s giving you space or staying for infusions. He just wants to make sure you’re okay.

Fall Drabble: Scarves/Apples

“Crap, we didn’t bring any bags with us!” You raked a hand through your hair as you let out an exasperated whine. “How could I forget a bag? Who goes to an apple orchard to pick apples and forgets a bag of all things? I’m hopeless...”

You looked forlornly at the orchard in front of you. The both of you had come all this way, and for what? How were you going to take any apples home? You didn’t want the trip to be pointless...and besides, you had been looking forward to this for weeks.

“Y/N, you’re not hopeless. And I’m sure they have bags here; it’s an orchard after all.” Izuku laughed softly and grabbed your hand to lead you in the direction of the barn where people were milling about. “So, what kinds of apples do you want to pick? I’ve heard this place has a lot of different kinds!” He gave you an excited grin.

“I don’t think I mind which ones as long as they make a good pie. Store bought apples are one thing, but picking them from an orchard? Nothing beats that!”

“Please tell me I get to have your first pie of the season.”

As you reached your destination, you leaned into your boyfriend and snuggled into his side, his warmth radiating even through his coat and gloves.

“Who else would I use as a guinea pig to make sure I got the recipe right?” you laughed.

Luckily the line for line for admission was short, and you were nearing the entrance in no time. However, when you were next in line, you overheard the couple in front of you mention something something about not bringing any bags, to which the orchard worker explained they had just run out themselves. The couple ahead of you looked upset as they turned around and went back to their car, presumably to go home.

“I can help whoever’s next!” the worker greeted you both cheerfully.

“Izu, what do we do? They don’t have any bags here either...”

“Hm...” He looked thoughtful for a moment before his eyes rested on the giant infinity scarf he had gifted you not that long ago. Since Autumn was here and Winter fast approaching, he bought you a scarf to keep you warm, but now...it seemed it would serve other purposes. “I’ve got it!” Without an explanation, he paid admission and made his way to the orchard with you. “Here, give me your scarf.”

You obediently handed him the soft garment, thoroughly confused but intrigued none the less. He tied a loose knot on one end, then wandered over to an apple tree and plucked one off. You finally understood as he gently set it in the makeshift basket.

“Izuku, that’s genius!”

“I’d let you do the same with my scarf, but...”

“It’s too long and thin, and I know you love that one especially because it’s got All Might on it.”

“And because you got it for me.”

#matchup #sweater answers #punisher2006 #bnha matchup

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