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littlewinnow · 10 months
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Like father, like son :)
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Matteo: Hey baby! Why did the chicken cross the road?
Y/n: Why?
Matteo: To get to the idiot's house!
Matteo: Knock knock!
Y/n: Who's there?
Matteo: The chicken!
Y/n:
Matteo:
Y/n: I won't throw you out on one condition.
Matteo: What?
Y/n: Go tell that joke to Draco.
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cutielando · 4 months
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Can I have oneshots for Theodore nott and reader when he finds out that their daughter is constantly bullied at school?
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Pairing: Theodore Nott x Wife!Reader x Daughter
School can be tough. That was a given. Especially if you end up being a Slytherin.
Theodore knew that better than anyone. Being a Slytherin himself, also being friends with the infamous Draco Malfoy always attracted some unwanted attention.
Most of the other students knew not to mess with him, but there was still the occasional bully who didn't give a shit and picked on him anyhow.
Because of that, he never wanted his kids to experience the kind of pain he went through when he was younger. He did everything in his power to make sure your children were safe and happy at school.
Oh, how wrong he was.
He didn't notice the signs early on, but you did.
Y/D/N was more distant than usual, spending an awful lot of her time in her room when she was home for the holidays and summer break, her letters always failed to mention any of her school friends and the atmosphere there, she was sadder and lost the spark that she always used to have in her eyes.
Thinking it could be something serious, you decided to talk to your husband about it.
"Tesoro?' you asked him one night as you entered your shared bedroom and saw his under the covers, reading a new book he had purchased the previous day.
"Yes, amore?" he put the book aside as you sat next to him, giving you his full attention.
"Can we talk about something?" you were nervous, you didn't even know how to approach this subject with Theo.
"Of course we can, amore. What's bothering you?" he took your hand in his, drawing soothing circles on the back of your palm.
"I'm worried about Y/D/N" you confessed.
His eyebrows were scrunched, not understanding where you were coming from.
"Why? Did something happen?"
"I don't know. She's just...different. She hasn't been herself in a while, she's always in her room, she barely eats or talks to us, her letters seem downright robotic and she's just not the same girl we know her as anymore. I'm worried something might be happening over at the school" you explained.
You felt Theo's hand that was holding yours tense up, stopping the movements.
You looked up and saw that his jaw was clenched, he was fuming and looking at a fixated point on the wall of your bedroom.
"Do you think someone might be making fun of her? Bullying her?" his voice was low and tense, making you sigh and shrug your shoulders.
"I don't know, but I think maybe we should talk to her. You should talk to her, you know she'll open up to you a lot faster than me" Theo nodded at that, numerous thoughts running through his mind.
Y/D/N had always been a daddy's girl ever since she was little and you were okay with that. Your younger son was a mama's boy, so it evened the scales a little bit.
You knew that Y/D/N would open up to your husband and you hoped that the problem wasn't as bad as you felt it was.
"I'll talk to her"
Come the next day at breakfast, Theo turned to your daughter as soon as you and your son left the kitchen to go to the living room.
"Y/D/N, love, I wanted to talk to you about something" he started and put his hand over hers.
"What is it?" she was avoiding eye contact with her father, which happened very rarely when they would talk.
Theo put a hand under her chin, slowly lifting up her face so she could look at him.
Her eyes had lost their sparkle, now void of any emotion and tired.
"What is bothering you, vita mia?" Theo asked, brushing his finger over her cheek.
You didn't mean to eavesdrop, wanting to let the pair talk in private. You instead focused all of your attention on your son, who was more than content to have his beloved mother's attention on him.
"Nothing, dad" Y/D/N tried to shrug Theo off, but he was having none of that.
"Stella, don't push me away. Your mother and I are very worried about you. You haven't been yourself for a while and it's concerning us. What is wrong, vita mia?"
Just one look into her father's eyes and she was sobbing, letting herself fall into his arms and clinging to him.
Your heart broke when you heard your little girl sob, taking everything in you not to run in there and scoop her up in your arms to reassure her that everything would be okay.
"I hate them, dad" Y/D/N whispered once her sobs had calmed down a little.
"Who do you hate, stella?" he was trying to keep his anger in check, his blood boiling at the thought of anyone hurting his princess.
"Everyone at school. They all make fun of me for being a Slytherin and they bully me because their parents hate you and now they say they're supposed to hate me too. I'm just so tired of always being the one getting hurt over there" the young girl finally confessed, her words breaking Theo's heart.
He pulled away from the hug, instead opting to take her face in his hands.
"Y/D/N, listen to me. Nobody, and I mean nobody, is allowed to make you feel bad or think any less about yourself. You are perfect, mi stella. You hung my moon and stars from the day you were born and both your mother and I know that you're destined for great things and a bright future. Never listen to what anyone else has to say about you when you know the truth about yourself. Do you understand?" the girl nodded, giving her father a small smile.
"I love you, dad" she said before kissing his cheek, hugging his body once again.
"I love you more, vita mia"
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alcoveofconcealment · 8 months
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I like to think that Percy goes out of his way to give multiple tours of the castle to first year's during the first couple months. It can be difficult to navigate with the moving staircases.
Too bad nobody informed this 15 year old that a pack of 12 year-olds are not gonna be paying attention when they could instead just talk to their new friends/dormmates
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emlovessid · 5 months
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@wolfstarmicrofic november 15, twilight, 115 words
They’re three movies deep into their Twilight marathon when Lily says, “I know the whole leaving the country and abandoning her thing was a bit of a shit move, but I’m still Team Edward.”
“Same,” Pete agrees.
“Team Edward!” James and Regulus both chime in.
“Oh, definitely Team Edward. Who wouldn’t be? I mean, just look at him,” Mary says, waving a hand at the screen.
“I dunno, I’ve always had a bit of a thing for werewolves,” Sirius shrugs, trying to keep his voice and expression neutral.
Glancing across at the other couch, Sirius is delighted to find a blush on Remus’ cheeks, rolling his eyes at Sirius as he continues eating his popcorn.
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pooks · 7 months
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George: I'm tellin' you, this is a whole new world for us. New stuff, new era; it's a fresh start. Percy: Then why the fuck are we having the same stupid conversations? George: Just think, you know how people say, "If I knew then what I knew now?" Well, that person is you, and you already know it. And the "then" is right now. Percy: (soft amusement) What?
(AN: this is their dynamic post-DH, lmao. all they do is to stand around and talk. XD)
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oxydiane · 2 years
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golden trio going out on halloween to get absolutely fucking pissed because it’s not a good day for harry okay? they always opt for muggle places so there won’t be hoards of journalists waiting for them outside by the time they decide to leave and, against their better judgement, sometimes they just forget to change from their robes to muggle clothing. being stopped and complimented by all sorts of people from small girls in pointy hats and brandishing old brooms to elderly men with eyes full of mirth on how cool and realistic their costumes are is never not amusing
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olivers-cocoapuffs · 8 months
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”Regulus had no choice but to be a death eater!!” Yes he fucking did??? Yes he did.
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i bet loads of muggles break pass the Muggle-Repelling Charm bc most spells are based on intent right
so a 40 year old really late for work who has to go through this specific field to get to work on time
a 12yr old experiencing love for the first time who uses the field as a shortcut to their friends house
and all accidentally seeing the Quidditch World Cup
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dramioneasks · 2 months
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Lovefool - WillowingScribe - E, WIP - Draco gets doomed by the Ministry to live without his magic for a year. Hermione, tasked to chauffeur the proud but now magically-impotent wizard to a small cottage in the middle of nowhere, never imagined she would be responsible for teaching her former nemesis how to use a toaster. Neither of them would've thought that through their forced collaboration they would learn to appreciate each other beyond their wildest imagination. OR A decade spanning love story inspired by When Harry Met Sally but with a much heavier dash of spice.
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hogwartscastle · 2 years
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Mood.
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phoebe-delia · 1 year
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All That Jazz
Entirely self-indulgent. This is a mini "Chicago" AU (as in the movie musical. yes I know it originated on the stage. I've seen both and I like the movie better so that's what I'm using). CW: mention of murders, jail, American AU, 1920's AU, Muggle AU, Past Harry/Male Character(s), Past Draco/Male Character(s), immoral characters. Also this isn't so much a warning as a note that I am writing CHARACTERS here and the views they express do not necessarily align with my own. Also I borrowed like. A couple lines from the movie lol.
Harry scowled at the newspaper clippings in front of him. One attorney advertisement after another. They all blended together after a while. He knew enough from listening to the shows on the radio that they'd have to give him a lawyer if he wanted one, but he didn't trust whatever government sleaze bag they'd stick him with. Besides, he had enough money saved up to afford his own. Thank god he'd made Mike get that prenup.
Hopefully, it wouldn't cost too much. He needed the rest of that money to get a place of his own. And an agent. Harry closed his eyes and let himself dream, for a moment, of life outside the jail cell. Of bright lights and tight costumes and roaring applause. He'd get there one day.
His daydreams were interrupted by the sound of boots clicking against the concrete floor. He frowned; the other inmates wore tennis shoes, and the warden had already done the hourly inspection. That meant there was a visitor.
Harry stood from his bed and walked to the door of his cell, watching with wide eyes as a tall, handsome man in a suit shook hands with—
No. It couldn't be.
"Draco Malfoy?" Harry gasped.
The strange man looked at Draco amusedly and said something to him Harry couldn't hear. Draco rolled his eyes and shooed the man away. He turned to face Harry expectantly while the stranger walked off.
Harry nearly tripped over himself to walk up to Draco. "You're the Draco Malfoy!"
Draco raised an eyebrow. "And you are?"
Harry blushed. "I, er, I'm Harry Potter. You're not going to believe this but–but I was there! I was there at the club that night you killed your husband and your friend! When you were arrested!"
Draco scoffed. "Yeah, you and half of Chicago."
"Well, sure, but—I just have to say I'm such a huge fan. I loved that act you had! With your friend?"
"My former friend," Draco drawled. "Must you make me relive the worst night of my life? Or is there something else you'd like to discuss? I have work to do."
Harry looked away. "Er, sorry. What work?"
"On my defense. For my trial. Which is what you'd be working on too if you had half a wit."
"Hey," Harry frowned. "I'm still hiring a lawyer."
Draco laughed meanly. "Take your time with that. Definitely no rush or anything."
Harry crossed his arms. "Oh, yeah, like you've already got a lawyer."
"As a matter of fact I do."
"Oh yeah? Who."
Draco smirked. "You just saw him leave."
Harry's heart dropped. "That was your lawyer?"
"Mmhm. Blaise Zabini. Ring a bell?"
Harry shook his head. "Never heard of him."
"He's only the best criminal defense attorney in the state. Seriously, Harper. Open a newspaper sometime."
Harry frowned. "It's Harry."
Draco waved a hand and turned to walk into his cell. "Whatever."
Without thinking, Harry grabbed his wrist. "Wait—"
Draco yanked out of his grip with a sneer. "Don't touch me!"
Harry winced. "Sorry, it's just. D'you think Blaise Zabini would take my case?"
"Don't know. Don't care. Don't want to continue this conversation." Draco smiled sarcastically. "Goodbye Henry!" Draco stepped into his cell and shut the door in Harry's face.
Harry clenched his fists and shouted, "My name is Harry you asshole!"
When no response came, Harry sighed and walked back to his cell. When he returned, he grabbed a pen and ripped off the corner of his newspaper.
He pressed the paper against the wall and wrote: Blaise Zabini.
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Draco: you're pretty cute when you're nice.
Y/n: and what am I when I'm not nice?
Draco: hot as fuck.
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cutielando · 8 months
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Hello, can I request draco x muggleborn! reader where the reader is actually a member of the royal family in the muggle world?
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Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Princess!Muggleborn!Reader
Being a Muggleborn was hard in the wizarding world. Especially when confronted with people who didn't believe that you were worthy of having magical powers.
But being a Muggleborn while dating Draco Malfoy, practically magic royalty? Now that was a whole other story.
Draco didn't care that you weren't a Pureblood. He loved you regardless of that. His mother was the same, she was just happy that her son found someone to love and cherish.
Lucius was the problem.
Ever since Draco decided to tell his parents about your relationship, his father made it very obvious to him how much he disliked you and didn't approve of you. You'd never even met the guy and he already hated you.
But that was all going to change because Draco had decided to take you to his house for dinner during spring break.
"Are you sure you want me to come? I don't want to be the reason you fight with your father" you had asked Draco one night before while you were lying on the couch in the Slytherin common room.
"I'm sure. My mother has been insisting that she meets you and we've put it off enough. I don't care what my father has to say, I'll still love you no matter what" he explained, pecking your lips to reassure you.
"Have you told them the 'thing' about me?" you asked quietly, not trusting that others wouldn't hear your secret and make a big deal out of it.
"Not yet, figured I should wait and we'll tell them over dinner. Maybe my father will come around and respect you when he hears"
You thought for a second and nodded, leaning back into Draco's embrace and letting the warmth emanating from his body envelop you and lull you into a peaceful sleep.
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"Are you sure about this? Last chance to run" you told Draco as you stood in front of Malfoy Manor, your hand tightly gripping his.
“Love, I’m sure. Are you sure you’re up for this? We don’t have to if you want to” he turned to you and put the hand that wasn’t holding yours on your cheek.
You looked him in the eye for a minute, feeling safe and sound as you let his eyes calm you down.
“Let’s do this. Together” you finally spoke up, determined to get this over with and make it work.
Draco smiled and leaned down, pecking your lips and then forehead.
As you sarted walking towards the front entrance, a million thoughts started racing through your mind.
You were so engrossed in your own mind that you didn’t even notice you were already standing in front of the large black oak doors, Draco having already knocked.
A small, petite house elf opened the door and bowed immediately to his master, scrambling to usher you inside.
“Master Draco, your presence has been highly anticipated. Mistress Y/N, your presence has been waited upon as well. Master Lucius and Mistress Narcissa are waiting for you in the dining hall” the elf explained before quickly hurrying down the corridor and entering, what you presumed was, the kitchen.
“Ready?” Draco whispered, standing in front of you and holding your arms.
You nodded, giving him a small smile.
He returned it and pecked your forehead before taking your hand again and entering the room.
Lucius was sitting at the head of the long dining table and Narcissa was sitting next to him, smiling once he saw you entering.
“My boy, oh how I’ve missed you” she got up once we reached her and enveloped Draco in a tight hug, the boy returning the gesture.
When they pulled away, Narcissa turned to you and smiled.
“Hello, Mrs. Malfoy. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you” you said swiftly, tryinf to calm your nerves.
“You’re even more beautiful than Draco described” she gushed and pulled you in a hug, chuckling when she heard Draco swear under his breath.
A sudden cough made you all freeze. Narcissa pulled away from you and turned to her husband, gesturing for you to sit down next to him.
“This is my husband, Lucius. Lucius, you remember Y/N from Draco’s letters, don’t you?” Narcissa put her hand on his shoulder, most probably considering she could take control of the situation.
“I remember her vividly. The Mudblood, of course” he spit, venom clear as day in his voice.
“Father!” Draco hissed, glaring at him.
“I thought I told you to never bring this Mudblood into my house. What is she doing here?” Lucius asked Draco, glaring at you from the corner of his eye.
“You will not speak to her that way. She is not a Mudblood and she is certainly not your common Muggleborn” he said and stopped, looking at you for approval.
You gave him a small smile and nodded, resting your hand on his leg in order to keep him calm.
“Oh, she’s special now, isn’t she? Do tell me, what could possibly make this girl special?”
“I’m a member of the Royal Family” you spoke up for the first time in front of Lucius before Draco could speak.
The silence that filled the room was thick, almost deafening. Lucius was staring at you like you had grown two heads, Narcissa was beaming at you and Draco was sitting back in his chair, enjoying the reaction from his father.
“Excuse me?” Lucius finally said, his face as white as a sheet.
“I’m a member of the Muggle Royal Family. Quite literally a princess”
Lucius was silent for a minute, deep in thought, before he slowly nodded.
“In that case, I would like to apologize for my harsh words and behavior towards you, Y/N. You have my blessing to date my son and consider this your home from this day forward” he nodded curtly and stood up, walking away from you three and leaving the room.
You turned to look at Draco, whose smile was as wide and bright as the Sun.
“Told you” he said, making you roll your eyes.
You were just glad his parents finally approved of you and Lucius came around.
Because there was no way in hell you were leaving Draco.
Ever.
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enigmaticemperor · 2 years
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Happy Birthday Harry James Potter!
And thank you Ginny Weasley for sharing his story with us!
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invalid-prongs · 2 years
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i’m in the car, and my sister does not have good music taste. i must educate this heathen.
"turn it off! turn it off!”
james tries to suppress his laughter as he dives for the remote, snatching it off the coffee table. he pauses the movie, turning to see regulus shaking and hiding behind a pillow.
“so,” james smirks, leaning back into the sofa. he rests his arm across the back and regulus instantly curls into his side. “not afraid of horror movies?”
“nope,” regulus shakes his head firmly. “i’m not scared of horror movies. i’m scared of these kinds of movies.”
again, james chuckles softly. “darling, this is a horror movie.”
“horror, technically, should not be scary. when you are horrified, you are filled with disgust. this is a terrorising movie, if anything.”
the older lad sinks further into the sofa, flicking off the movie and scrolling through the other options on the disc of movies sirius very legally downloaded for them. “how about... moana?”
regulus crinkles his nose and snatches the remote. “tangled, obviously. flynn ryder is fit.”
james makes no noise of complaint as the disc whirs and the movie slowly starts. he can still feel regulus’ heart pounding in his chest, and he tightens his grip on the younger lad, smiling when regulus squeezes his waist in reply.
yeah, james thinks to himself as regulus begins to hum along to the music on the film. i could get used to this.
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