When they first really noticed you
Fluff one shots from all the Slytherin boys x fem!reader
Although you guys have been going to hogwarts together for such a long time, you haven’t really made acquaintances yet. That’s about to change though;)
Mattheo Riddle:
He really noticed you first when he saw you trying out to be on the quidditch team, moving through the air swiftly and all concentrated on doing everything perfectly
The wind searing through your long hair and your fit body
He started crushing on you when you flashed him a smile mid-air, thinking about how you had the most perfect smile, plus how good you looked playing his favorite sport
Tom Riddle:
Tom really noticed you first when you guys were randomly paired to do a potions assignment
Unlike every other idiot (he thought so at least :)) you were actually competent to his surprise
He enjoyed your wit and ability to keep up with him, and to make good jokes occasionally
Not that he’d ever admit it, but man started crushingggg (and wondering why he hadn’t noticed before)
Theodore Nott:
During recess he saw you and your friends sitting by a tree and chatting
Although he didn’t think much of you at first, barely remembering your name, he saw you coming over
You handed him a book, which happened to be his, that he’d dropped after class
As he reached out for it, he touched your fingers briefly and felt your hand lingering onto the book too for just a second
You walk away quickly, thinking he didn’t notice your heavy blushing, but he did, thinking you were cute, and since that moment he wanted nothing more but to talk to you again
Blaise Zabini:
Blaise had almost never talked to you, until once during a party you accidentally stumbled onto him
As you were drunk you, started rambling on about how sorry you were and how he looked really handsome that night
Smirking at you he asked “oh really” and you responded “why would I lie to you Mr. Handsome”, in a drunkenly giggling manner
When you left, Blaise was grinning like an idiot hoping to talk to you again when you weren’t drunk
Enzo Berkshire:
He really noticed you first during a lake party by the black lake
You were removing all your clothes to the point you were only standing in your bikini
Seeing your stunning figure in that bikini made him want to get to know you more immediately
Even if everyone thinks he’s so innocent his mind was imagining some not so innocent things that day ;)
Draco Malfoy:
His sacred spot was the astronomy tower at night
It gave him a little quiet and peace amongst all the drama that he had to deal with every day
Coincidentally, it was also yours, you just by some chance never met
One night, when he was on his way there, he saw you standing there already
You must’ve had a bad day, as you were crying, and in that moment he felt the urge to go up to you, hug you and to tell you that everything was going to be fine, maybe because no one ever did that for him
Before he could go up to you though, you’d gotten up leave
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LEE HEESEUNG ; 이희승
— requested: yes!
— synopsis: running into your rival house’s quidditch captain with your friends at hogsmeade wasn’t exactly the way you planned to hard launch your relationship.
— word count: 2k
— genre: harry potter au, fluff, a bit of angst sorry i love angst
— pairing: gryffindor!heeseung x fem!slytherin!reader
— featuring: jake, sunghoon, jay, aespa yizhuo (ningning) and minjeong (winter), loona/loossemble yeojin and hyeju, txt huening kai
— warnings: cursing
— taglist: @llvrhee @lovelycassy
i. BUTTERBEER AND EXPOSURE
It was cold, to put things lightly.
It was the second week of December, about a week before the fall term at Hogwarts ended, and the winter season decided to make its presence known well this year with the chilly winds and white snow covering every surface imaginable. You were donned in a sweater, jeans, boots, a puffy coat, and a green scarf to accentuate your Slytherin pride. You weren’t wearing gloves, and the frostbite that would soon be eating away at your hands was making you regret not deciding to wear a better outfit to Hogsmeade.
You were currently stood outside of Three Broomsticks with one of your best friends who’s also the captain of the Slytherin quidditch team: Park Sunghoon. The two of you were waiting for some other close friends to join you at the tavern for some Butterbeer and unloading stress after the packed term.
Sunghoon watched you shove your hands into your pockets after trying to warm them up for the third time in the past minute; he laughed at your once-again failed attempt, rubbing his own (gloved) hands together, “You really should’ve brought gloves, Y/N.”
“You really should mind your business.” You retorted, giving him a sour look. You looked at your watch, “What’s taking them so long, anyway?”
“I dunno, you know how Hyeju and Yizhuo get when Jay is running late,” he sighed, “because what I bet is that they left without him, like usual, and then they felt bad and went back for him, like usual.”
“You’re definitely right,” you paused, “but that doesn’t mean we need to suffer in the cold for them. Can’t we go inside?”
“No,” Sunghoon laughed, “they’ll be pissed and you know that.”
Your friend group, comprised solely of Slytherins, seemed to always have situations like these happen to it. Especially those consisting of Hyeju and Jay.
As if on cue, the echoes of the voices of the aforementioned Yizhuo, Hyeju, and Jay were heard in the distance. You playfully rolled your eyes at the three as they made their ways into your field of vision.
Hyeju ran ahead of the other two, clad in a puffy coat and fuzzy hat that made her look like a second year rather than a seventh year. Even running late, she was dressed more appropriately than you were.
“There you guys are,” you huffed when they got closer, “we’ve been waiting for like ten minutes. It’s freezing.”
“Maybe you should’ve dressed warmer,” Jay said, shrugging, “just an idea. Wanna go inside?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
The five of you entered the tavern, immediately met with a wave of warmth and the chatter and laughter of the fellow tavern-goers. The scent of Butterbeer and Rum enveloped your nose and made you smile without realizing. The warm lighting welcomed you into a table around the middle of the room.
A waiter soon found his way to your table, “Good evening, everyone. Do you all know what you want or should I give you a few minutes and then come back?”
“I think it’ll just be a round full of Butterbeer, so long as that’s okay with you.” Sunghoon motioned to the whole table, smiling at the waiter.
“On it. I’ll be right back with those for you.”
Talk about school and classmates flowered easily into the conversation, mostly about Quidditch and your recent loss to Gryffindor’s team a weekend prior. Sunghoon wasn’t pleased about the situation, and he especially made his disdain towards the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain, Jake Sim, known.
“It’s bloody stupid,” he nagged, “Sim caught the Snitch at the worst time. We were up 20, and then of course the ‘Golden Boy’ had to sweep in and get the victory. God, I hate Gryffindor.”
Your friends all agreed with Sunghoon, but you kept quiet.
You were secretly dating Lee Heeseung, one of the Chasers on the Gryffindor team, and none of your friends knew. You had shown up to the match with them, clad in your Slytherin attire, cheering on Sunghoon. In the middle of the match, however, you feigned sickness, and told your friends you were going back to your room to rest. You roomed with Yizhuo, so you had to make sure that whenever you were done with fibbing to them, you had to beat her back to the housing.
What you were really doing was going back to the Slytherin common rooms to change into Gryffindor attire so you could cheer on your boyfriend. Luckily, the entire house was attending the match, so you had no worries about being caught in the Gryffindor wear. You snuck back to the match and found yourself with a few of Heeseung’s friends, Kai, Minjeong, and Yeojin.
Your friends still had no idea (you hoped) about what happened that day, and you intended to keep it that way. So, instead of speaking against their badmouthing, you just sat there in silence.
The waiter returned with your drinks and you wasted no time getting started on yours.
As if on cue, a voice cut through the noise that you would be able to recognize anywhere; it was Heeseung, accompanied by Jake, Yeojin, and Minjeong, who had just also walked into Three Broomsticks.
“Speak of the Devil.” Sunghoon snarled at the presence of the four.
“Ironic,” Hyeju laughed, “that’s bloody ironic.”
The four Gryffindors sat themselves at a table not far from where you and your friends were sat, close enough to be in earshot despite the chatter of the tavern.
You knew Sunghoon was a lightweight, but you didn’t think he’d be drunk (or ballsy) enough to already start conflict with the Gryffindors.
“Aye, Sim,” he called, to which Jake whipped his head around to spot the voice. At the sight of Sunghoon, he rolled his eyes.
Heeseung had also turned his head, quickly scanning the group to look for you. His gaze softened when you locked eyes, but he quickly sent a glare to Sunghoon.
“What do you want, Park?” Jake asked, turning his body around to face your table. He laughed, “Not still caught on that Quidditch match, are you?”
“Oh, yes, I am, actually. Some bloody sense of luck you’ve got, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d cheated to win.”
Jake rolled his eyes again, “Maybe we’re just better, Park. Ever think of that?”
“No,” Sunghoon glared, “it has never been a thought in my mind, and it never will be. Because it’s just not true.”
“You really think so? Because, if I recall correctly, one of your friends even came to cheer on Gryffindor. Some loyal housemates you have,” Jake said, “won’t even cheer on their own team because they know we’re better.”
Jake’s eyes flashed towards your own for a split second, making you widen your eyes in an attempt to get him to stop talking.
“As if,” Sunghoon commented. He looked at all of you, “because I saw them all there cheering for Slytherin.”
“Clearly you weren’t looking close enough.”
You saw Sunghoon furrow his eyebrows, to which he glanced back around the table. You swallowed briefly, hoping that he wouldn’t notice your nervous look. You again widened your eyes at Jake, urging him to stop.
“What’s going on…?” Sunghoon looked confused, and a bit hurt.
Yeojin grabbed Jake’s shoulder, letting him know that he should probably let up and not let his pride get the best of him.
“Can someone please just explain what’s going on?”
The desperation in Sunghoon’s voice caused you to look over at Heeseung, who gave you a reassuring smile, almost telling you, ‘It’s okay, let them know if you want to’.
You sighed and grabbed Sunghoon’s arm, forcing his attention towards you. His look melted from one of hurt and confusion to another of something indescribable.
“I’m sorry for keeping this a secret,” you started, “but now that you know, I can’t lie anymore.”
“Did you really go cheer on our rivals, Y/N?” Hyeju asked, looking at you with a hint of betrayal.
“I did. But I had a reason to,” you clarified, “because otherwise I would have never cheered on Gryffindor. No offense, Jake.”
Yizhuo stifled a laugh at the look that Jake gave you which was one of shock. It seemed like out of all your friends, she cared the least about the situation at hand. Jay and Sunghoon stayed quiet.
You stood up from your spot and walked over to behind Heeseung and placed a hand on his shoulder. You sent your best friends a slightly apologetic look, but started, “I cheered on Gryffindor because I…”
You trailed off. This was a lot harder than you’d anticipated. You started again, “I’m dating Lee Heeseung. He’s a Chaser, and I’d gone to every other match to cheer him on. Sunghoon, I’m really sorry about lying. It wasn’t fair to you guys.”
“You have a boyfriend?” Jay questioned, finally breaking his silence. He laughed, “God, I thought you were going to die alone. This is great news, actually.”
Yizhuo and Hyeju laughed, and the tension seemed to ease at the joke. Even Jake cracked a smile.
But Sunghoon still didn’t say anything.
You returned to your seat which was next to him. He barely acknowledged your presence.
“Do you wanna talk?” You asked. You looked at him, “We can go outside.”
Sunghoon vaguely nodded and stood up to lead you outside into the cold. Once outside, he sighed.
“I’m really sorry, Sunghoon. I should’ve been there to cheer you on,” you said, “I wasn’t being a very good friend.”
“It’s not even about that, Y/N.” He spoke, frustrated, yet seemingly more calm than earlier, “Why did it have to be a Gryffindor of all houses? Our rival house? Really?”
“I know, I’m sorry…” you apologized, “but it just kind of happened. Honestly, I am sorry for lying to you all for so long. But I’m the happiest I’ve been.”
“When did you start seeing him?”
Heeseung stepped out of the door right before Sunghoon started his sentence, and answered the question for you:
“We’ve been together since April.”
“April? Y/N, that’s a long time.” Sunghoon said exasperated.
“I know,” you said, watching Heeseung make his way to stand behind you. You brought your attention back to Sunghoon, “but you always talk so lowly of Gryffindors. I didn’t want you to feel betrayed.”
“I’m more upset that you felt the need to lie to us for so long, Y/N,” he huffed, “I’m really happy that you’re happy. But we’re your best friends, why didn’t you feel like you could trust us with knowing this?”
Heeseung wrapped his arms around your shoulders to preserve heat. Sunghoon’s gaze softened at your smile towards Heeseung.
“I’m happy for you,” Sunghoon said, “I really am. I’m sorry we had to find out like this, my pride got the better of me during the argument.”
“I forgive you, and I’m sorry for lying to you.”
“It’s okay, we know now, and that’s what matters,” Sunghoon replied, “at least you’re not dating Sim. That’s what really matters.”
You laughed at him.
“I’m gonna go back inside,” he told you, “and maybe try to make friends so that things aren’t weird,” he stopped, looking at Heeseung, “but you better treat her well. I have no problem being anti-Gryffindor again.”
Heeseung laughed nervously as Sunghoon entered the tavern again. You turned around in his embrace, craning your neck to look at him.
“So,” you started.
“So?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow at you and breaking into a smile.
“I’m sorry.”
“Why are you sorry, angel? You did nothing wrong. It’s better that they found out eventually, but I should be sorry for not keeping Jake in check.”
“You’re okay,” you reassured, wrapping your arms around him. You pressed your cheek against his chest, “I’m happy they know. Sunghoon will get over the loss.”
“Hopefully.”
You looked up to notice the snowfall that had started falling on Heeseung’s brown locks. You pressed yourself closer to him for warmth.
“Maybe they could even become friends.” You suggested.
“I hope they can become friends: Jake and Sunghoon. I feel like they’d click.”
Peeking into the window of the tavern, you noticed how your friends and Heeseung’s had conjoined into one table.
You let your face break out into a relaxed smile, “Maybe.”
a/n : this was so fun to write i can’t wait to get to other reqs
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