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Almost loosing you- Cedric diggory

Chapter 1 (Chapter 2 coming soon)

Warnings: Obsessive Cedric, torture(in the upcoming chapter), Cedric is 17 you are 16), Includes spoilers for Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Someone dying( not you or Cedric) You probably think this is cringe but I tried my best, Slight Harry x reader, angst, Harry is kinda a jerk in this but bare with me.

Pairing: Dark Cerdic Diggory x FEM reader

Summary: What would happen if Barty(Jr.) did not only put Harry's name in the goblet but also yours.

Author's note: Y'all I'm sorry if this is cringe, I tried my best, ok?

"The Hogwarts champion, Cedric Diggory!"

The hall filled with the sounds of clasps and cheers, Cedric Diggry, the Hogwarts golden boy had been chosen by the goblet of fire.

His friends and other Hufflepuffs congratulate him as he walks to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore shakes Cedric's hand and congratulates him, as he goes to another room where the rest of the champions are.

"Excellent! We now have our three champions, but in the end, only one will go down in history." Shouted Dumbledore, the students becoming quiet.

"Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory, The Triwizard Cup!" Said Dumbledore, pointing at the cup as The cloth flew away, revealing it in all its glory.

The hall filled with the sounds of claps once again. Suddenly the goblet of fire's blue flames became stronger, glowing red as 2 sheets of paper came out of it.

Dumbledore slowly walked over to it, catching the 2 small sheets of paper before it touched the ground.

He slowly opened the pair, "Y/N L/N and Harry Potter!" Shouted Dumbledore, as he turned his head to look for the both of you, looking furious.

You were frozen, you did not move an inch of your body, you were frozen in shock, you did not put your name in the Goblet of Fire, and you were still 16, The goblet won't accept your paper if you are under 17!

You looked over at Harry, fear was written all over his face, he was probably thinking the same thing.

You slowly stood up, your legs feeling like jelly. You slowly walked over to Dumbledore as Harry did the same.

You looked around, and you saw people whispering, probably thinking that you asked someone older student than you to put your name in the goblet or that y. You wanted to dig up a hole and bury yourself in it, not wanting anyone to stare at you anymore.

What seemed like a thousand years, you and Harry reached Dumbledore as he handed you your paper.

You opened the paper to see your name written on it. You were confused, who would put your name in the Goblet? It is definitely someone 17 or older since Dumbledore put a spell where only people above 16 can pass, but the only problem is who it was, Who would put you and Harry's name?

You and Harry went to another room where all of the other champions were in. You were scared, you did not like the feeling you were getting right now.

When you and Harry went to another room, You saw Krum, Fleur, and Cedric, who was supposed to be the only Hogwarts champion, but now it was Harry, Cedric, and you.

"Harry, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?! " Shouted Dumbledore as he grabbed Harry by the shoulders. "No sir! "Harry replied."

How about you L/N? did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire!? "Dumbledore said, turning away from Harry, now focusing on you.

"No sir, I didn't! "You replied back. Even if you were 17 you still would not put your name in the Goblet, not wanting to die.

Did any of you ask one of the older students to do it for you? No sir! You and Harry replied back at the same time.

"Are both of you absolutely sure?!" "Yes sir!" You and Harry replied back at the same time again.

"But of course, they are lying!" " The hell they are!"

Said Olympe and Alastor, the Other teachers arguing back.

"The rules are absolute. The Goblet of Fire constitutes a binding magical contract, said Bartemius, turning to look at the both of us. Mr. Potter and Ms. L/N have no choice. They are, as of tonight...a Triwizard Champion", he said, making the other teachers look at you and Harry.

You were horrified, you did not want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament! But what can you do? You have no other choice yet to play and hopefully survive...

"Goodnight to the both of you", said Dumbledore turning his back to the both of you, walking away with the other teachers, still whispering to each other if they should allow us to participate, leaving you, Harry, and the other champions in the room.

You turn to Harry, you never really talked to him before, you just see him walking to class or eating in the great hall. He was in his 4th year at Hogwarts while you were in your 5th year, so you were never really that close.

You were snapped out of your train of thought when you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder. You turned your head to face the person to see no other than Cedric with a concerned face, "What did you do?" asked Cedric, he looked concerned, "Nothing, I did not do anything", I replied back, turning to Harry, "Neither did he", I said, making Harry look at me and then to Cedric.

He let go of my shoulder, taking a few steps back, "Ok then, good night", he said to the both of us, before walking away.

I watched him walk way silently, before turning back to Harry, 'Did Dumbledore hurt you? Huh?'

'Your shoulders', I pointed, "he grabbed it remember? It looked like it hurt", you said.

You felt awkward, you did not know what to say to him, you just wanted to have a good relationship with him for now, knowing the both of you would face hatred from the other students, so at least you had each other right?

"No, it's fine don't worry" " he replied, "Oh that's good", you said nodding, turning your head away from him.

"I- um... Good night," he said, walking away from you," Oh uh, goodnight!" You said with a smile, well that was awkward, you sighed, I should really go to bed, you left the room, now going to your common room.

*CLICK*

the next day came, and you were beside Harry, smiling the best you could, you were holding that smile for so long that your cheeks were starting to hurt. When will this photo-taking be over, you thought, getting irritated by the second.

The blonde lady walked closer to where all of you were standing. "What a charismatic quartet", she said, becoming silent once again.

You side-eyed Harry, cursing the person who put your name in the goblet.

"Hello!" Said the lady, walking even closer, reaching her hand over to Cedric, which he took, shaking hands with her.

"I'm Rita Skeeter", she said, now handing her hand out to the other champions, shaking it with excitement.

"I write for a Daily Prophet, But of course, you know that don't you? It's you we don't know, she said with a chuckle, you're the juicy news, what quirks beneath those rose cheeks?" She said touching Fleur's cheek before giving it a light slap, "What mysteries do the muscles mask?" She said now walking over to Cedric, ruffling his hair, Does "courage lie beneath those curls", walking in between Harry and Cedric.

"In short, what makes a champion tick? Me, myself, and I want to know. Not to mention my rapid readers", laughing to her self.

"So, who's feeling up to share? Mh?" She asked, looking at all of us, waiting for a volunteer.

"Shall we start with the girl beside the boy?" Lovely, she said before gabbing your arm and dragging you to another room.

She pushed you inside, before closing the door halfway. Rita looks around the small and tight room, "mh, this is cozy", she said, "it's a broom cupboard", you replied back, getting a little nervous.

"You should feel right at home then", she says before guiding you towards the stairs as she walks down.

"Don't mind if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill, do you"? "No not at all", you replied, sitting down on the stair case.

"So tell me, Y/N. Here you sit a mere girl of 12"-

the quill started to write on the notebook by itself, which is not really surprising, considering other magical stuff you have seen.

"I'm 16, you interrupted making her close her eyes in irritation before continuing to speak:

-"About to compete against four students, not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself. But you have mastered spells that you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams".

Rita said before the quill pointed at you, waiting for an answer, "I- um...I never really thought about it", you said, getting even more nervous.

"Just ignore the quill", Rita said making you look away from the Quill now facing her.

"Then, of course, you're no ordinary girl of 12, are you?"

"16"-

"Is it true that you asked someone older than you to put your name in the Goblet?" She continued, "No, I did not and I don't even know why anyone would put my name in the goblet. Maybe for revenge or something? Well can't really be that reason since I did not do anything to anyone"-

She gasped, "Of course, you didn't". she said before smiling at you and giving you a wink.

"Everyone loves a rebel Y/N", she continued, before chuckling again. Scratch that last, she said turning to the Quill, making the Quill erase it.

Speaking of your parents, "How would they feel? Proud or concerned, That their child joined such a dangerous tournament, so dangerous in fact that people died"-

"I did not join"-

"How would they feel if their daughter died in the tournament? What would they do?"

"Why are you asking me this?"

Her questions were getting more and more concerning, it was making you feel uncomfortable. You cursed that person who put your name in the goblet, how you wish to punch them square in the face.

"Do you think you will win this tournament Y/N?"

She asked, with a serious look on her face, the Quill stops writing waiting for an answer, making you feel pressured

You thought about it for a moment, Would you survive? You were not really sure, you never really thought about it.

"I will do my best. Even If I lose, at least I tried, right?"

"Mh, ok then", Rita said, the quill continued writing, "you may leave now Y/N", said Rita.

You stood up from the staircase, dusting the dirt and dust off your robe.

"By the way, Please call Cedric, it's his turn."

You nodded at Rita, turning away from her as you went back to the other room.

You grabbed the door of the cupboard, opened it slowly, and walked out, feeling relieved that you left that suffocating room.

You walked over to the other champions, they were just waiting there, so quiet.

"Cedric, she's calling you."

He looked at you, oh ok, he replied, he looked as nervous as I was. He started to walk away going inside the dark broom cupboard.

"How was it?" Asked Harry, that was his first time starting a conversation with you, "It was pressuring", you replied, sighing before standing beside him. "Why did this happen to us?" you turned to Harry, asking him the same question he had been thinking the whole night.

"I don't know", he said, before becoming silent again, so silent that you could hear him breathing, so silent that you could hear the muffled voices of Rita asking Cedric Questions.

"I'm sorry this stuff happened to you", you said to Harry, he looked at you, "What do you mean?" "I mean that I feel bad for you, bad things always happen to you, and I feel terrible about it. I remember in your 2nd year, the whole school was terrified of you when you spoke parseltongue."

"It's fine, I'm kind of used to it by now", he said giving you a small smile.

You smiled back at him, you would pray for this boy to have a great life, where no more problems would face him ever again, just a good and happy life.

...

You were walking down the stairs, trying to walk as carefully as you can, making sure that you won't fall when the stairs suddenly move.

"Hey Y/N", you heard your name, you stopped walking, turning your head to where the voice was coming from.

You saw Harry, running towards you, he looked like he was in a rush.

"Hello Harry, how are you?", he stopped running in front of you catching his breath, looking around before saying the first task is dragons, he said before looking at you with a serious face, now breathing heavily, "W-what?" " The dragons are the first task, they've got one for each of us."

He explained to me what happened with him and Hagrid. "Promise not to say to anyone, "Got it?" Said Harry waiting for me to reply to him, "Got it but...How about Cedric, should we tell him?" Harry looked down for a moment, lost in thought before saying.

"You tell him, you are closer to him anyway" Said Harry looking around once again if anyone is near us. Ok then, you agreed, "when though?" You asked, "Any time", replied Harry, before leaving.

So the first task is dragons? You asked yourself before walking down the stairs again. You sighed, if the first task is really Dragons, how much harder will be the next tasks? You groaned just by thinking about it. And why would Harry tell you what the first task is? You were not really sure if Harry was telling the truth. Well, what to do? If the task really is dragons then you are for sure gonna die.

...

You were walking in the halls looking for Cedric to tell him what the first task is.

You ignored the students laughing at you, calling you "a cheat" and saying mean stuff to you, wearing badges saying that "Y/N stinks" or " Y/N is a cheater".

You continued waking until you finally saw the brown-headed boy sitting with friends. You started walking towards them. His friends saw you, they started to laugh and bully you. Cedric, I need to talk to you, you said, once again ignoring the mean comments, "about what?" Cedric replied sitting up and looking at you with confusion, "Just come with me", you said before grabbing his arm and taking him away from his friends.

"Cedric If Y/N confesses to you, reject her, don't want ya to date a cheat"! One of his friends said before laughing with the other guys.

"Fuck off!" You shouted, making them go silent for a split second before laughing again and mocking you. "Jerks..."You whispered to yourself, dragging Cedric to a more private place to tell him "the news".

You stopped walking, looking around before whispering, Dragons are the first task, you said, looking around once again making sure nobody heard you. "Are you serious?" Cedric asked. You nodded, And Harry and the others do they...?

"Yes", you replied, - "Come on Ced, leave her!" said one of his friends.

I need to go now, you said to Cedric, walking away as fast as you could trying to run away before more students made fun of you.

"Hey, listen"-

Cedric grabbed your hand before you could walk away any further. "About the badges, I've asked them not to wear them, but"-

Don't worry about it.

'You said giving him a soft smile, you sure'? Cedric asked softly, still holding your hand. 'Yeah, it's fine', you replied before walking away, making Cedric let go of your hand.

...

Today was the day when you were gonna do the first task, which was the dragons, thanks to Harry telling you.

You were in a large tent with the other champions, preparing yourself for the first task.

"Are you ready?" asked Harry, "Of course not" " you replied, putting on your gloves. "Are you?" You asked, looking at him, '"no..." He replied looking away, you chuckled, smiling at him as you grabbed his shoulder, whatever happens, don't die out there, alright?

Harry smiled at you, right, he said, you should put on your gloves, you need them, you said, "Oh right" he said walking away, looking for his gloves.

You can hear students cheering for the champions, you are nervous, and you do not want to embarrass yourself in front of a bunch of people, you have never gone face-to-face with a dragon before. hopefully, you won't be burned to death-

"Y/N, are you alright?" You turned your head only to face Cedric, "Yeah I am, hopefully, I won't die", you said, awkwardly laughing before falling silent." I just want to say good luck and please be careful out there", said Cedric with a worried look, "Don't worry I will", you replied, placing your hand on his shoulder, and giving him a smile.

*CLICK*

You and Cedric both turned your guy's heads over at where the sound came from, only to see Rita with her cameraman.

"Young love", said Rita walking over to the both of you. "How...stirring", said Rita pointing at her Quill that started to write.

"If everything goes unfortunately today, you two may even make the front page."

"We're not dating, we're just friends", you said to Rita, letting go of Cedric's shoulder, "Are you sure? It sure does not look like it", Rita said smirking.

"You should leave", you looked over to your left side, surprised to see Krum, "this tent is for Champions", said Krum to Rita.

Rita smiled at Krum, "no matter what. We've got what we wanted", she said the Quill brushing its feather on his face, making Krum move away.

*CLICK*

The photographer took another photo, walking away with Rita.

Suddenly, Dumbledore entered the tent, "Good day champions! Gather around, please". He said making all of us surround him. "Now, you've waited, you've wondered, and at last, the moment has arrived", said Dumbledore, making the other headteachers come in.

"A moment only five of you can fully appreciate", said Dumbledore, turning to Bartemius, "Barty the bag", said Dumbledore, making Barty go in front of Dumbledore, "Champions, in a circle around me", said Barty making us go closer to him.

Miss Delacour, over here, he said grabbing Fleur and putting her on the opposite side, Mr. Krum, over here, making him stand beside Fluer. "And Potter, Mr. Potter, over here, Bart said, pulling Harry beside me.

"Now, Miss Delacour", you will, Barty said, handing her the bag, smoke coming out of it. Fleur put her hand inside, flinching at its heat, before taking it out to put the dragon in her hand, "The Welsh green", said Barty, now handing the bag to Krum, he put his hand in, pulling out the dragon, "the Chinese fireball"l, said Barty, now handing the bag to Cedric, he pulled out a yellow dragon, "The Swedish Short-snout", said Barty, now handing the bag to you.

You put your hand inside, pulling it out to see a copper dragon, 'The Peruvian Vipertooth", said Barty now handing the bag to Harry, which leaves...Said Barty, knowing that Harry would get the most dangerous dragon, the horntail, whispered Harry, What's that boy? Said Barty, Nothing, replied Harry.

Harry pulled out the dragon now standing on his palm, "The Hungarian Horntail", said Barty.

This represents five very real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect, your objective is simple: Collect the egg, this you must do, for each egg contains a clue, without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task, Any question? Said Barty

Very well, Good luck, champions. Said Dumbledore, Mr. Diggory, at the sound of the cannon, you may-

Before Dumbledore could continue, the cannon fired, making people jump, the crowd outside shouting, chanting "DIGGORY"

Good luck, you said to Cedric. He looked at you, giving you a nod before walking out of the tent.

...

One by one, each champion got their turn to fight their dragon. Good thing they survived, they just got some injuries but they are still fine.

it was only you and Harry left, both of you were just sitting on your bed, waiting for your turn.

L/N you're up, said Barty to you. You sighed, before standing up, exciting the tent.

Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N!

People around you chanted your name. You had a little confidence, knowing that your dragon is the smallest breed, but knowing that it's also one of the most vicious dragons, made you lose that confidence that you just got.

You saw the egg on the other side, you just ran as fast as you could, grab it, and go, that's all you had to do...Hopefully.

You took a few steps, looking around for your dragon. Nothing, you saw no signs of your dragon.

Where could it be-

You were caught off by a loud roar, The crowd screaming, You started to run, getting closer and closer to the egg, when your dragon stood in front of it, roaring at you.

You were gonna die, you knew it.

...

You were in pain, unbearable pain. When you successfully got the egg your dragon breathed fire, getting you burned on your left arm.

You were getting treated by the school nurse, Poppy Pomfrey. "It's a second-degree burn", said Poppy, applying medicine to it.

Ow! You hissed in pain, she sighed, putting the medicine down and wrapping your arm with bandages.

"It would take a long time to heal", said Poppy before standing up and packing the medicine. You groaned at what she said. She sighed, not bothering to look at you, still busy packing the medicines and bandages.

The doors to the Hospital wing opened, Y/N!, shouted Cedric, running towards you. Does no one knock before they enter anymore? Said Poppy, sighing to herself, kids these days...

Cedric reached you breathing heavily, Are you okay? he asked with a worried face, I'm fine, it's not a big of a deal, you said, "I think it was a big deal from how you were groaning in pain". said Poppy walking away to put the medicine back in the cabinet.

You groaned, looking away in embarrassment. "Hey, don't be embarrassed, you did great!" "Really"? You replied, making Cedric chuckle, "Yes, you did"

You gasped, remembering Harry, How is Harry? Is he okay? did he got the egg? Cedric's smile turned into a frown, Yah his ok, just got a few scratches here and there, said Cedric grabbing a chair, placing it beside you, and sitting on it.

Well, that's good to hear you say to him smiling. You know I was worried when you got hurt, "I thought you died for a split second, I thought that the dragon burned your entire body, good thing you moved away in time."

"Yeah good thing I did", you said sighing, laying your back on the bed. "You should rest now as much as possible and uh...you know the prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor?", you nodded, getting confused about what he was trying to tell you. He leaned forward, "it's not a bad place for a bath, just take your egg and mull things over in the hot water", whispered Cedric, pulling away, before standing up, "I need to go now, Bye Y/N", "I-um Bye?" Getting confused about what Cedric just told you.

You watch Cedric leaving the Hospital wing. It was you and Ms.Poppy now, no one else but you and her. "I think that boy likes you", said Poppy out of nowhere, "What? What do you mean?" You questioned, "I mean this boy who just entered is in love with you, I can see it in his eyes", said Poppy making tea for herself. "That can't possibly be true". "We are only friends and I see him as a brother", you explained, "Not to him, he sees you differently Y/n, you're just too blind to see it". Said Poppy, pouring the tea in her cup.

You sighed, If it's true that Cedric really likes you, you have to reject him since you only see him as an older brother, nothing else. You did not want to break Cedric's Heart, he was nice to you from the beginning, same with Harry.

You sighed, this is so complicated...

...

it's been a few weeks ever since the 1st task, your arm has almost healed, but you can't move it too much, or else it will hurt. You already took a bath in the prefect's bathroom on the 5th floor, like what Cedric had told you to do. You have found out what the clue was, it was pretty difficult at first, not knowing what to do in the water, when you accidentally dropped the egg, making you go underwater to get it, only to hear singing coming out from it. You already sent a letter to Harry, about the egg and what to do, making Harry send you a letter back, saying that he was thankful because he could not figure it out. The yule dance was coming up, you were not getting too excited knowing that you didn't have a dress to wear yet, and what made it worse was that the champions must have a date for the yule ball because it is "tradition".

Cedric visited you every morning in the hospital wing, while Harry visited you every night. One of the days when Harry was visiting you, you kinda developed a tiny crush on him. His dark brown hair, his eyes, his smile. You liked everything about him.

You entered your dorm and lay on your bed, sighing to yourself. What to do now? You thought, sitting up and facing the window, looking at the lake.

You squinted your eyes, you saw something coming far away. It came closer and closer, you widened your eyes, surprised to see your house owl flying towards you dorm window with a package in its mouth.

You moved away, making your owl land on your window, giving you the package, "thanks" you said to owl, making it fly back home.

You looked at the package in your hands, it was wrapped in gold gift wrap, with a ribbon on it. You sat on your bed, removing the ribbon, and unwrapping the package.

You saw a letter, you grabbed it, opened it, and read it.

Dear Y/N, I heard the Yule ball was coming soon, And I realized that you did not have a dress to wear, so here is the dress I made you. I hope you like it since it took me weeks to Finnish it. -With love, Mom.

You smiled at the letter, putting it down beside you. You grabbed the dress inside the package, it was beautiful. It was the color blue, with fine stitching around the corset area.

You smiled at the dress, standing in front of a mirror, putting the dress on your dress, and imagining you wearing it. "It's perfect" You breathed out smiling to yourself.

You placed the dress on your bed, looking for a quill and paper. Once you found one you wrote a letter back to your mother.

Dear Mom,

I have received your gift, it's amazing! Thank you for making this for me since I was having a problem looking for dresses. Tell Dad that I said hi!

-Y/N

You put it in an envelope, giving it to your owl, before it flew away, now going to your parent's house.

You sat on your bed, looking at the dress before sighing, Now all you need is a date...

...

You were walking around Hogwarts. It was 1 week before the Yule Ball with happen, and you still don't have a date.

While walking you saw boys asking out the girls from Beauxbatons, wishing that It would be that easy to get someone to ask you out.

You were irritated, you did not want to ask anyone out, you were scared for rejection, wanting them to go to you first.

"Ugh, this sucks", You said to yourself, with a frown on your face. "Hey Y/N", You stopped walking, turning your body to face the person behind you. "Oh hi Harry" Harry was standing in front of you, looking nervous yet excited. "I need to ask you something..." He said, giving you a smile.

"Oh, yah what's up?" You questioned, Harry opened his mouth, before closing it hesitantly, before opening it again. "I-I um, Do you want to go to the ball with me?" He asked, waiting for a response.

"Oh, sure" You replied, giving him a smile. He sighed in relief, "Ok then, see you there" Said Harry walking away, smiling to himself.

You watched him walk away, silently blushing when he was out of sight.

...

The great hall was filled with the sounds of students laughing, the clangs of forks and spoons on the plate. You were eating your food, your friend beside you, eating as well.

"Hey, Y/n did you get a date to the prom yet?" asked your friend, turning to you. "Yeah I did, I'm going with Harry" you replied, taking another bite of your food. " I knew you guys were gonna go together!" Your friend whispered-shouted, nudging your shoulder, making the food that was once on your spoon fall back on the plate.

"What do you mean by "You knew"? You asked, turning to her. "You guys seemed pretty close, so I assumed that you would go with him to the Yule ball!" she explained, before taking a bite out of her mashed potatoes.

Were you guys really that close? You and Harry barely talked, but you still felt comfortable with him. But he was nothing but kind to you, even if you guys did not know each other that well.

"Yeah I guess you're right' You replied, your friend squealed, happy that her friend got a date with someone. "Oh! And how about your dress? Did you have one yet"? She asked, staring at you, 'Yah, my mom sent one for me" You replied, taking a spoonful of your food, "Really?! Can I see it?" She asked, with her "puppy dog eyes" that looked really bad. "You will see in 2 days" You replied, "Oh come one Y/N! I want to see it!" Your friend said, "I want it to be a surprise" You said, "Fine" Your friend said, huffing, as she took a bite of her mashed potatoes again.

...

It was the day before the yule ball, you were preparing everything. You were preparing your dress and your shoes. Thinking about what hairstyle would suit you.

"Hey Y/N?" Your roommate called, "Yea?" you replied hanging your dress. "I got a letter for you, but I don't know who it's from. There's no name or anything" Said your roommate, handing the letter to you.

You looked at the envelope, it was just plain brown, nothing written on it. You opened it carefully, trying not to rip the letter inside of it.

You looked at the letter, reading what it said.

Dear Y/N, How are you? Are you doing ok? I heard that you your got a date with Harry. Believe it or not, I wanted to ask you to be my date, but I guess I was too late... But don't worry, sooner or later I will get you back, I just have to be patient, like how I was always been, like how I waited for to notice me. Anyway, I have to go, see you tomorrow. -With love, Secret Admirer.

You read the letter over and over again, getting more and more uncomfortable. "What did it say?" Your roommate asked, You hand her the letter, making her read it, with shock in her eyes. "You should stay away from this person," Your roommate said, handing the letter back to you, "Like I know who they are," You said, sarcasm in your voice. You crumpled the letter throwing it in the trash.

"Hopefully it's a prank, just someone wanting to mess with your head" Said your roommate, giving you a concern look.

"Hopefully", you replied, sighing to yourself.

You were scared to go to the Yule ball now. You wanted to cancel your date with Harry but you did not want Harry to feel bad.

You sighed, lying on your bed. You hoped whoever sent that letter to you just wanted to pull a prank on you.

...

"You look beautiful Y/n," Said your roommate, "Thanks" You replied, smiling before combing your hair, making sure that you looked the best. "You look beautiful as well" You said, making your roommate grin, "Just wait until I fix my hair, I will be looking like a star" Your roommate said before jokingly posing, bursting out laughing.

"I think I'm done," you said, giving a little spin in front of the mirror, "You look perfect!" Your roommate exclaimed, going behind, placing both of her hands on both of your shoulders, smiling at you.

"We should go, it's almost 8:00 p.m, We might be late. " Your roommate said, grabbing your arm before pulling you out of your dorm as she drags you to the great hall.

"Slowdown!" You shouted at your roommate, making you almost trip on the stairs.

You both reached the entrance to the great hall, making your roommate finally let you go. "I almost fell because of you," You said to your roommate, 'Sorry" she whispered.

"Where's your date"? She asked, "I don't know, his probably running a bit late" You replied.

While you waited for a couple of minutes, getting nervous, thinking that "He might have ditched you" or "He forgot that the dance was today"

"Do you see him yet?" You asked, "Nope" your roommate replied. Making you even more nervous.

...

"It's almost 8:00," You said to your roommate, "Yah, it is" She replied, giving you a sad look.

You looked around, you saw the other champions with their does, smiling and everything. Making you quite jealous.

"Sorry, I'm late!" Harry shouted, running down the stairs. You sighed in relief, watching him run down the stairs, his hair slightly messy.

"It's fine" You replied, reaching your hand to his hair, fixing it. 'There you are Mr. Potter, are you and Ms. L ready?" asked Professor McGonagall, "Ready for what Professor?," asked Harry, "To dance, it's traditional that the 3 champions, well in this case five, are the first to dance. Surely I told you that" Said Professor McGonagall. "No" Harry said, "Oh- well now you know" Said Professor McGonagall, scratching the back of her neck before walking away as she tells the champions to line up.

You and Harry stood behind Krum and Hermione, holding Harry's arm. "I'm so nervous," You said to Harry, having a nervous smile. You did not hear Harry respond to you. You looked over to Harry, "Harry"? You called out to him again. "Oh-Uh yah?" He looked at you, "Why are you silent?" You asked, "Oh nothing" He replied, looking away.

The doors of the great hall opened, You walked towards the center with Harry, following the rest of the champions. People applaud, clapping and waving at the champions.

You stood in the center with Harry and the other champions, ready to dance.

"Harry take my waist" You whispered to Harry, "What?" He asked, the music started playing, making you grab his hand and put it on your waist.

Harry kept on stepping on your foot, he clearly did not know how to dance, making you guide him. "You're doing great Harry", you said realising he was not stepping on your foot anymore. He did not reply, looking somewhere else. 'Harry?" You called out to him again. He still did not answer, you followed his eyes, leading it to Cho, dancing with Cedric.

Realization hits you like getting hit by a truck. You looked back at Harry and back to Cho, making sure that you were not daydreaming. You were heartbroken. Why did he even ask you if he liked Cho?

The other students joined the champions, dancing with their partners. Smiles on their faces, while a frown on yours. Tears were threatening to fall down from your eyes.

The music stopped, making the students confused. Rock music started playing, making the students laugh and started to dance with each other.

You looked back at Harry, he was still looking at Cho. "I need to go" You said to Harry, removing your hand from Harry's shoulder, walking away

Harry looked at you, "What why?" he asked following you, "Get away Harry" you said, not turning to him since your face was filled with tears.

"The ball just started, why are you acting like this?" He asked, grabbing your hand. You turned to him, with a shocked face. "Are you really asking me why I am acting like this?" You asked him, getting angry. "Yeah, I am!" said Harry, "Why were you looking at Cho?" You asked, "What?" He questioned, "Don't act surprised Harry, I saw you looking at her"You said, "I...I'm sorry Y/N" He said looking down, "I'm sorry but I only asked you since Cho rejected me, she liked Cedric and she was planning on asking him. So I decided to ask you instead" Admitted Harry. You looked at him in shock, he only asked you since Cho rejected him, not because he liked you, but because you were the second option. "Get lost Harry," You said, turning your back away from him, and walking back to your room.

Harry watched you walk away, not bothering to run after you, knowing that he messed up.

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You changed out of your dress, brushed your teeth, and washed your face, before you laid down on your bed, hugging your pillow as you quietly cried.

The room was filled with the sounds of your cries and sniffles. You looked at your clock. 8:23 PM.

The ball does not end until midnight, and here you are, crying on your bed.

You just wanted your bed to engulf you, making you drown in it's warm, comfortable touch.

You did not hate Cho, she was one of your friends before you were in year 3. But you guys are not close anymore, since you got busy with classes and other stuff.

Yet you still felt hurt, now knowing what to feel for her.

You groaned, turning to your side, and pushing your face on the pillow. You don't want to see Harry anymore, you officially hate him and you wish that you never talked to him when both of you got picked.

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(CHAPTER 2 COMING SOON)

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ananiel · 2 months

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When he first entered your house he was... Let's call it amazed.

Rumour had it that there was a new witch around that opened a sjop for herself, one where she made potions that everyone could buy, even muggles, as the wizardy kind called them.

He entered one day out of need and he saw You, so beautifull as you strolled around the shalefs of your shop, laughing as the paintings moved. He feel in love with the witch he deemed a hazard just moments ago, and he just couldn't stop staring at You

For him, You were... Everything in that moment... Everything... Everything he wished for and he Will certanly get no matter what it takes

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I Will start a new series about a witch!reader and the mtp cast where i Will wirte ideas, headcanons, oneshots and cracks about a witch reader au following this script or any other script about the wizarding world

Stay tuned for some more yandere stories that i hope You enjoy and feel Free to look under my profil to see if You find any other au that You may like

Have a great day/ night

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emmaloo21butwriting · 1 year

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An unfinished work/not wanting to be finished thing. It’s Yandere Marauders; Sirius, Remus, James, Peter, Lily, and Severus

Sirius is delusional and manipulative. He would not think what he was doing to his s/o is wrong in any way. He could kill someone for s/o and think he was just in love because of his bad past.

Remus is clingy and stalking. He loves to watch his s/o and see s/o do anything. Will learn everyone and anything he can about you, and you’ll probably see nothing wrong with the way he acts because of how he covers it over.

James is manipulative and abusive. He wouldn’t mind giving his s/o a punishment, killing her even if he had to. He thinks s/o doing something wrong means s/o trying to say s/o never wants to see him again.

Peter is ruthless and clingy. He will stalk his s/o and will kidnap them. No care in the world for how they feel about it. He would do anything to her with no regrets but could never punish her, she was too cute and he couldn’t do that to her.

Lily is clingy and delusional. She thinks her s/o is in love with her and they were meant to be. Will not leave s/o alone ever, even in the bathroom, will stand there, eyes covered, nearing to be near her s/o, she can’t stand being away.

Severus is delusional and stalking-like. He knows everything about Y/n and can prodect her next move with ease. He thinks the way he acts is normal and that they were soulmates.

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moonstruckloverwritings · 11 months

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Hi! Can you please do yandere! harry potter x reader general headcanons?

Yandere! Harry Potter General Headcanons

100% Delusional.

The first thing that sticks out about a yandere Harry Potter is just how much he’d play into different roles.

Let me explain.

He’d play the victim, the hero, the helpless, the hopeless, and any other role in order to keep you where he wants you.

He would 100% use his title and reputation to get you and keep you.

He would use his money the same way

He would be absolutely obsessed with you but wants you to be just as obsessed with him.

So he tries to act cool or tough or better than others just to impress you in some way.

But at the same time he has this delusion side that thinks you already like him. Because how could you not? He’s the chosen one! He’s rich! He’s popular! Etc.

It would eat him alive if you told him you didn’t like him.

He would spend every moment trying to convince you by doing impressive things around you or straight up trying to tell you why he’s worthy of you.

He would be protective and possessive as well too.

There’s no way anyone else is coming in between you both. No matter who or what it is.

If Ron, his best friend, starting talking bad about you for example, Harry would absolutely. Go. OFF.

Screaming and wrestling/fighting each other would then happen. It’s his best friend so he wouldn’t kill him. But Ron would have a serious argument/fight on his hands depending on what he said.

If it was anyone else, like draco for example, death. Just.. death. He wouldn’t hesitate.

And god forbid if anyone ever actually hurt you. That person would not just die but be tortured.

He does NOT play when it comes to you and your safety.

He maybe a bit crazy and harmful to others but he’s not that way with you.

When you two are dating, He does pamper you a lot. He’s obsessed with impressing you because he wants to be the best for you.

I feel like he’s always holding your hand or waist

His favorite spot to kiss you is definitely your cheek. He does it often

He likes spending a lot of time with you in anyway he can. Studying for potions class, talking about the future or what you both want to do career wise, he loves staying up with you and laughing about anything and everything. He just loves to see you happy and smiling.

He’d do anything to make you laugh even at his own expense.

Like once, he was spending the evening with you at Ron’s house before the quidditch World Cup and he was trying to impress you with his baking skills. (He definitely can cook/bake btw) but he tripped and got flour all over his face.

You couldn’t help but laugh which then in turn made him laugh. He didn’t care about the embarrassment or getting dusted with flour. He just loves seeing you smile.

#x reader #headcanon #x y/n #x you #headcanons #spotify #yandere #yande.re #obsessiveness #harry potter #harry james potter #harry x oc #harry x you #posessive #protective

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Yandere Draco Malfoy (5/5)

Word count ; 4.9k

*Edited.

*Changed the ending. Sorry not sorry, smile.

Bill and Fleur had opened their doors to us. It was quite kind. My mission had changed, though; I was concerned for Draco’s safety, especially now that his wand was in my possession. Harry had gifted it to me and told me that my help was needed elsewhere.

That ‘elsewhere’ being Hogwarts. I was needed as a spy to keep watch on Hogwarts and the changing tides as Harry, Ron, and Hermione tried to do whatever they were doing. To be honest, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that it was gong to save the day.

So, here I was, sitting next to Harry on the bed. I was going to head off, but only if Draco’s wand was suitable for my use. Harry and I were holding hands tensely as Mr. Olivander held the wand carefully. He had remorse wracking his entire bodice.

“Hawthorn. Unicorn hair. Ten inches. Reasonably plied.” He suddenly held it up to his ear, as though listening to the wand. “This was the wand of Draco Malfoy.”

“Was?” I prodded. “Is it not still?”

“Well, perhaps not. You won it from him. The wand speaks of your importance to the boy. I sense his allegiance is not only toward the boy, but with you.”

He ands it over to me again. I took it gently, stroking the wood while deep in thought. It’s allegiance was with me. Because Draco and I were in love. At least… I hoped he still loved me after my betrayal.

“You… talk about wands as if they have feelings,” Harry mentioned. “As if they can think.”

Mr. Olivander had a smile grow on his face as he leaned over to us. “The wand chooses the wizard Mr. Potter. That much has always been clear to us who study wand lore.”

“Fascinating,” I chimed in.

“And… what do you know about the Dealthy Hollows?”

Mr. Olivander’s expression grew stoney. “It is rumored there are three. The Elder Wand, the Cloak of Invisibility - to hide you from your enemies, and the Resurrection Stone - to bring back loved ones from the dead. Together, they make one the master of death. But few truly believe that such things exist —“

“Do you? Do you believe they exist?”

“Well, I see no reason to put thought into such an old wive’s tale.”

“You’re lying. You know one exists. You’ve told him about it. You’ve told him about the Elder Wand. And, well, he went looking for it.”

“He tortured me…” Mr. Olivander caved. “Besides… there’s only conveyed rumors. There’s no telling that he can find it.”

“But he has found it, hasn’t he?”

Silence, but only for a brief moment. Mr. Olivander looked regretful. Harry had learned what he came here to learn. He beckoned me with him. “We’ll let you rest,” I concluded, sending the man a reassuring smile.

The four of us exited the room. The moment the door closed, I turned to Harry. ”I know you have the cloak of Invisibility. That means that you know the Deathly Hollows is true. Does that mean you plan on finding the Resurrection Stone?”

“Yes. Which is why we need you to wait at Hogwarts for us to return. We need eyes everywhere. He has made it clear that the final battle will take place there,” Harry conceded.

I nodded. “But what about… the Death Eaters?”

“I have a feeling that Malfoy and his wand will watch out for you. But, regardless, you will navigate Hogwarts with my Invisibility Cloak. You should be able to travel undetected. The Gryffindor common room password is…”

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Hogwarts was going to absolute hell. The battle had begun, and my peers were in the middle of it. I had not seen the sun is so very long. Death Eaters were swarming the building. Half of the building was up in flames. I was terrified. But I knew that I played too important of a part to let it affect me.

I had finally met up with the golden trio. We were standing outside of the Room of Requirement as the war raged on outside. We were safe for the moment; but I had an inkling it wouldn’t last long.

“Snape knows you’re here,” I hissed as Harry and I hovered outside the Room of Requirement. I had taken off the Cloak of Invisibility and handed it to Harry.

“Do the Death Eaters know you’re here?” Harry inquired in concern.

I shook my head. “No. I managed to sneak in successfully. The only people that do are the fellow students, who previously took refuge in the Room of Requirement. I helped sneak food in for the time being, but they were recently found out.”

Harry nodded in approval. “Good job. I knew you could do it.”

“What are we doing here, though?” I asked.

“I need to find the diadem so that I can find my connection with him again. It’s gotten to weak. I can’t sense him at all, but I need to know what he's planning next,” Harry explain.ed

“Understood. No reason to beat around the bush, then. Let’s go,” I conceded.

Harry opened the Room of Requirement, grabbing my hand for reassurance. My hand went to my waist, where Draco’s wand remained. I heard the roars and screams of terrified students down the hall. We didn’t have much longer. The rocks began to move as it opened itself to us.

Inside the room, was piles up the ceiling of food, books, and other magical relics. The room was dark, having nothing but the light of our wands to help is see. Certain relics sparked and shone, but not enough for us to truly take everything in.

“Lumos,” I cast. The rusted chandelier on the high ceiling lit up. It was dim from constant use and creaked from small breezes.

We began surveying the rows of items. There were pillars upon pillars. I made sure to leave a trail of sparks so that we did not lose our way. “We’re never going to find the diadem with the state of this place,” I complained.

“We have to. What’s going on right now is just a distraction fro what he’s really planning,” Harry insisted.

So, we kept searching the rows. Harry seemed to know the specifics of what we were looking for, which was lovely, since I had no idea what to look for. Harry sudden halted. I bumped into him as he turned. His eyes were fixated on a pile of ropes. His pace was slow as he lifted the ropes off, only to reveal a wooden box.

I watched as he opened it. Inside was a raven tiara with a blue gem in the center. It was indeed the diadem.

Gently, Harry picked it up. It was whispering to him. I was just as entranced by the tiara —

“Well, well.”

I jumped and took out my wand, quickly realizing I was pointing it at none other than Draco. Out of pure shock, I accidentally dropped my wand. Harry protectively stood in front of me. Even if the darkness, I could see that Draco was angry. Furious, even. His handsome features were curled into a snide snark.

Draco, Goyle, and Blaise walked closer toward us, their wands out. “What brings you here, Potter?”

“I could ask you the same.”

Draco’s eyes flickered over to me. “You have some things of mine. I’d like them back. Y/n, get over here and return my wand. Now.”

“What wrong with the one you have?”

Draco narrowed his eyes. “It’s my mother’s. It’s powerful, but it’s… not the same. It doesn’t quite… understand me. Know what I mean?”

I decided to step around Harry. I still had the wand pointed toward Draco. Harry let me shield him, although his hand soundly resided on my waist. He was nervous; Harry only touched me when we was in a negative mindset.

“Draco, let’s stop this nonsense,” I pleaded. “You don’t have to turn us in. I know you aren’t the villain you are forced to be.”

He sneered, his glare residing on the hand on my waist. Realizing, I swatted Harry’s hand away. “I’m doing what’s needed to protect you. Even you’re too much of a bloody idiot to realize what’s good for you. And clearly Potter’s too much of a bastard to keep his hands off what’s mine to begin with.”

“She’s her own person!” Harry barked, but I stomped my foot on his toes to shut him up.

“You think I don’t know that?” Draco roared. “Potter, I’ve always hated you from the day we first met. I knew from the bottom of my heart that you would ruin me. And here you are, stealing the woman I love. There’s nothing I want more than to turn you in to the Dark Lord himself —“

“Draco, I love you!” I shrieked. Panic washed over me. Fear. “Harry and I are friends! We’re working together to stop the Dark Lord! You’ve truly gotten it all wrong. Can’t we just talk?”

His face softened, but only for a moment. His glare was seemingly looking through me. “That may be what you think, love. But I know Potter better than you. He’s trying to take you away form me. He already has once. He’s been after you rom the day he met you —“

“I’m with Ginny —“ Harry attempted to interrupt.

“Silence!” Draco roared. His entire body was shaking with fury. “You took the only good thing in my life away from me when I needed her most. You’re to blame for everything that’s happening now. I wish you just let yourself die with your parents.”

Goyle inched up behind him. “Go on, Draco. Do it. Don’t be a coward,” he whispered in his ear.

There was no doubt in my mind at that moment. The Draco who I loved was not present. I knew he was on the verge of casting a spell. There was no more talking to be done.

“Expelliarmus!” I cried.

Draco dodged the spell, jumping front of Goyle. Instead, Blaise was hit. Immediately, the boy turned tail and fled the scene. Harry made a run for the tiara while I shot more spells toward the duo.

“Avadao Kadavra!” Draco howled, shooting the spell at Harry.

I screamed, trying my best to defend him from the spell. Tears of panic slid down my cheeks as I could do nothing but watch. Harry was in the process of picking up the tiara. I was about to scream again, but instead of hitting Harry, it reflected off the tiara and sent it flying out of his hands. I noticed it went all the way to the top of the pile.

“Stupefy!” Draco cast toward me.

I blocked the spell and cast a Stupefy right back at him. Both of our attention was keen on one another, which allowed Harry to ascend the pile of junk while Goyle tried shooting him. I wanted to target Goyle for Harry's sake, but Draco suddenly shouted,” Goyle, we have to regroup!”

They took off, Draco barely dodging my spell. I figured they were too scared, but I was still on guard. Instead, I began climbing up the pile with Harry, searching through to find the tiara. Each time I grabbed inside, it wasn't what we were looking for. Instead, I pulled out several imps and pixies.

“I found it!" Harry yelled from the top of the pile.

“Good!” I replied, letting my body slide down the filth-covered junk. We regrouped at the bottom, dusting one another off.

“There's no way he's not coming back," Harry panted.

“I know," I agreed. "But Blaise needs his wand first.” We paused for a moment. However, from a distance, we heard a roar. “Oh no.” I shoved Draco’s wand into Harry’s grasp. “You need this more than I do, Harry. Draco’s not intending to kill me.”

Harry accepted it in the knick of time. Rounding the corner was a large dragon made of fire. Its roar echoed in the corridor. Harry grabbed my wrist and we broke into a run. My calves burned as we dashed around corners. We were fast from constantly having to save our arses, but not fast enough. The dragon was rapidly gaining on us. Over the roars, I could hear Draco’s manic, snide cackles.

Magic fire flooded the Room of Requirement, hot on our tails. Harry suddenly slowed, training the wand on a pile and send it in the way of the fire. That gave us a few extra seconds, but an explosion sounded behind us. Junk flew at us, and we narrowly dodged it.

We ended up circling right into Draco. He looked furious as he focused on fueling the dragon. When he saw us approaching, he attempted to stop the spell. However, fire continued to spew from the tip. Harry weaved around them, but I slowed enough to grab Draco's wrist. I tore the wand away from him and tossed it into the oncoming fire. We took off, Draco’s furry dissolving into pure terror.

We rounded the corner into a complete dead end. Blaise and Goyle were right behind us. I released Draco and began climbing the rubble. The boys followed suit. I could only pray that Harry was not being reduced into an ashen mush.

We continued to climb the pile. But suddenly, Goyle grabbed onto a loose chair. I screamed as the boy fell into the pit of raging fire. I made it to the top with Draco and Blaise. To our luck, there were two broomsticks on the top. Draco fell off, but I caught his wrist. I pulled him up as Blaise saddled up and zipped away on one.

Draco and I took the other broom. We escaped the fire in time, leaving the roaring dragon out of reach. Luckily, Harry had also grabbed a broom. The four of us zoomed near the ceiling.

“Harry! Where's the exit?” I shouted.

“Just follow me!”

The junk was collapsing around us. I weaved the broomstick, completely in control, and Draco clutched me close by the waist. I could feel his tears streaming down my neck. Harry shot a spell to move a wave of fire out of the way. The exit was finally in view. We finally maneuvered through the door, our brooms colliding with the ground.

I let out a yelp of pain as my body went rolling across the ground. My head hit a stone column, causing my ears to ring and my head to spin. A wave of nausea washed over me as I curled in on myself, pressing my knees to my chest. Sobs escaped as I clawed at the hard ground. I felt something wet dripping down the back of my head.

I forced my eyes to open. Draco clawed his way over to me, and I almost threw up right then and there when he grabbed my body and pulled me to his chest. I curled my head into his beck, peering over his shoulder. I saw that Blaise had completely abandoned us, and Harry was planning to. He held Draco's wand and the tiara still.

I knew he was contemplating saving me. But I was with Draco, so I knew I would be fine. So, I mustered a reassuring smile. He nodded my way before grabbing the Cloak of Invisibility from outside the entrance and disappeared from sight.

“Episky,” Draco cast shakily.

All my pain slowly vanished as I felt magic flowing through my veins. I gulped down my saliva and mustered a dry chuckle. “We should have just talked it out.”

Draco suddenly broke down completely, sobs echoing in the hall. I felt much better and pulled away from him just enough so I could cup his cheeks. I wiped away his tears. I kept wiping them, placing a chaste kiss on his forehead. I hushed him gently, letting him cry.

As he quieted down, I placed a kiss on his lips. He kissed back greedily, pulling me into him once more. Our heaving chests pressed against one another and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Once we pulled away from one another, he exhaled.

“I’m so sorry,” he rasped.

“I forgive you, Draco. You know how much I love you. I just… wish you could do the right thing, love.”

He leaned his forehead against mine. Shame swept over his handsome, tired features. “I wish I could, love. But all I can do is what’s best for you.”

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I could do nothing but sob into Draco’s chest. The moment we saw Voldemort and the hoard of Death Eaters sauntering across the bridge, I knew what that meant. I knew Harry had to be dead.

Draco and I had gathered in the courtyard with some of the other students. They had insisted on throwing him in the dungeon, but I talked them out of it. A part of me wish we’d gone back inside, because knowing that Harry was dead was the same as knowing that it was all over. That Voldemort had won.

Neville and other Gryffindor students emerged from the rubble. I paid him no heed, though, as my gaze on the sight could not be repressed.

Voldemort was but a few feet from us. I was not afraid, even though he was holding the Elder Wand in his clutches. I could never be afraid, so long as Draco was with me. I had become numb to the chaos. All I focused on was him.

Nagini, his pet snake was accompanying the Dark Lord. Voldemort looked oh-so smug. As though he was the ruler of the world. Probably because now, he knew he could be. I almost lost it once more as I realize that Hagrid had Harry’s corpse in his clutches. He was dead and unmoving.

“Harry Potter… is dead!” Voldemort cried, raising his hands into the air. Ginny suddenly screamed, trying to run toward Harry. Voldemort cast a spell toward Ginny, sending her flying back into Ron and Hermione. “Silence! Stupid girl… Harry Potter is dead.” He began strolling toward her. I was shaking in my boots, fearing for the worst. “From this day forward, you put your faith in me.”

Silence fell over the courtyard. “Harry Potter is dead!” he cheered once more. The Death Eaters erupted in cruel laughter and claps. Voldemort looked jubilant.

I wrapped my arms around Draco’s torso. My lips quivered, and I tried to compose myself. Draco petted my hair, hushing me. I could tell he was terrified.

Voldemort held out his arms toward the Hogwarts students. “And now is the time to declare yourselves with us. Or not.”

Lucius suddenly called for Draco, beckoning him forward. Draco nudged me, steeling his expression. He pushed me aside and walked toward Voldemort. I followed him. I would always follow him. I knew that the Hogwarts students thought less of me as I did so. But I did not care. Draco was what was important now that Harry was dead.

Voldemort looked pleased as we emerged from the crowd. He opened his arms wide to us. Draco grabbed my hand. His entire body was shaking.

“Ah! Well done, Draco, Y/n. Well done.” He enveloped us both in a cold, loose hug, his scales hands patting our backs. “I have something to return to you, young Y/n.” From his pocket, he withdrew my wand.

I nodded my head as thanks. Draco tugged me over to the Death Eaters. Lucius pulled us over. Narcissa wrapped her arms around my shoulders and held me close. Some tears escaped. Draco wiped them away carefully.

Neville began hobbling forward. Voldemort rudely remarked,” Well, I must say, I was hoping for better.” The crowd erupted in laughter. But not us. “And who might you be, young man?”

“Neville Longbottom.”

More laughter. I covered my ears with my hands. Narcissa shushed and cradled me.

“Well, Neville, I’m sure we can find a place for you in our ranks.”

“I’d like to say something,” he exclaimed.

I noticed how tense Voldemort became. “Well, Neville, I’m sure we’d all be fascinated to hear what you have to say.”

“Doesn’t matter that Harry’s gone. People die here every day! Friends, family… Yeah. We lost harry tonight. But he’s still with us. In here!” He motioned to his heart. I noticed that Voldemort had raised his wand. “So is Fred. Remus. Tonks. All of them. They didn’t die in vain.” He bravely turned to Voldemort. “But you will. Because you’re wrong! Harry’s heart does beat for us! For all of us! It’s not over!”

He unsheathed a sword. Suddenly, Harry’s corpse fell on the ground. But then I realized - it was no corpse. He truly was alive. He was resurrected!

I realized that Voldemort was about to cast a spell on Harry. “Stupefy!” I shrieked, stunning Voldemort. I departed from the crowd, a surge of confidence and bravery blossoming in my bosom. I had to do it. For Harry. For Draco.

Harry stunned Voldemort again. He took off, disappearing behind the courtyard columns. Voldemort moaned in aggravation. Voldemort sent one spell his way; a wave of fire and smoke. However, he veered toward me.

The world around me seemed to slow.

“Avada…

“Kadavra!” he bellowed.

I tried my best to refute it, but it was about to hit me. It was oh-so close. I was going to die.

It was as though my life flashed before my eyes. So many good memories. With friends. With family. With Draco, the love of my life. I let out a scream of terror as my wand clattered to the ground. A large weight fell on me. I thought that it was weight of my heart dropping dead.

My head hurt. My body ached. Something was on top of me.

Screams and battle roars erupted. But, the weight was suddenly pushed off me. I opened my eyes. Nothing had happened.

Nothing had happened.

I scrambled to my hands and knees. As I connected the dots, from scrapes on my knees to Draco’s limp body. I realized. I screamed. Oh, but the screaming was not enough. I pulled his head onto lap, slapping and twisting his head every which way in hopes he would wake up.

The war was raging around me. I knew we were winning the war. But I did not care. He was dead. I had killed him. I was the reason he was dead. Because I felt the need to be brave, when all I was supposed to do was watch from the sidelines.

Narcissa collapsed beside me, clutching her boy’s hands. She was sobbing so loudly as Lucius cradled her. I could not tell if I was crying. My mouth was open, but I did not know if anything was coming out.

“Please,” I squeaked. “Please wake up!” I continued shaking his body. “Please, Draco, please…”

Narcissa moved to me and held me in her arms. I sobbed into her cloak, the sheer agony unbearable. I noticed Narcissa grab my wand from beside her. I looked up at her crying eyes as she held the wand to my head.

“Bewitching somnum.”

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The Hogwarts train at nine-and-three-quarters was finally pulling up. It horn tooted loudly. My children, two boys and two girls, were saddled up excitedly, some more than others. My husband was beside me, arm wrapped around my shoulders despite the height difference.

I smiled, sending George a loving wink. Our eldest daughter, Molly, was off to the side, leaning against the cart. She was rather bored, since she knew the runaround by now. She was a fifth year student. She inherited the Weasleys’ red-haired genes.

The next eldest daughter, Luna, also had red hair. She was still in the honeymoon phase with Hogwart, a third year getting ready to join the Quidditch team. She was sprite and athletic, bursting with energy at every finger tip. She inherited some of her father’s playfulness, too.

Right in the middle was Fred. Once again, he had the red hair genetics, but I could often tell from George’s mournful glances that even to this day, he saw the growing resemblance between him and his long, lost brother. Fred was going into his second year.

Last, starting up at Hogwarts this year, was Scorpius. Draco, as long ago as it was we were together, always thought it was a splendid name. And although I wasn’t as outright obvious with my mourning, I wanted something to remember him by. Scorpius was a shy boy. But what sparkled about him was his thin, blonde hair. Somehow, he broke the Weasley mold.

He looked so very like Draco.

I separated from my husband and leaned over to give Scorpius one last hug and kiss on the forehead. He giggled, saying I was embarrassing him. The train doors opened and students flooded to enter.

George and I bid our children ado. It was lighthearted, as the children were either excited for new possibilities or to meet up with their friends. And although I was the stricter parent out of the two of us - shocker -, I knew better than to keep my kids waiting.

I felt something warm grab my hand. I grinned gently, intertwining my fingers with George’s. I leaned against his shoulder. We watched as our kids disappeared from view, but akin to the other parents, we were waiting to see the train off.

The Battle of Hogwarts was over a decade ago now. And yet, although we never spoke of it, it weighed heavy on our minds to this day. We both knew it. George saw his brother in Fred. And I saw Draco in Scorpius.

George and I had fallen for one another. We were still mourning our losses, but we bonded over shared memories. I had some of Fred, of how he used to shamelessly flirt with me. And although George never had a positive impression of Draco, he was just as respectful. Perhaps the tie it was out of disparity, but not even a year after the incident, we married and set up a magical prank shop. A year after that, the kids started coming. And in between all of that, we truly had fallen in love with each other.

Sometimes I felt bad for still thinking of Draco. Because I truly loved George. And yet, I was always left wondering about the ‘what if’s. The what if of a family with him. A lifetime of the happiness he deserved but never received.

But I was over it now. Mostly. I had a happy family, a loving husband, incredible in-laws, and friendships that have lasted a long time. It was good now. And I’m sure Draco was, too.

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sxvenz · 2 years

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harry potter masterlist.

Early Generation.

Albus Dumbledore

Credence Barebone

Newt Scamander

Tom Riddle

Marauders Era.

Bellatrix Black

James Potter

Severus Snape

Sirius Black

Regulus Black

Remus Lupin

golden trio era.

Blaise Zabini

Draco Malfoy

Fred Weasley

Harry Potter

Golden Trio (platonic)

Mattheo Riddle

Pansy Parkinson

Theodore “Theo” Nott

New Generation.

James Sirius Potter

Teddy Lupin

… … …

#harry potter x reader #yandere Harry Potter #dark! Harry Potter #Remus Lupin x reader #regulus black x reader #Fred weasley x reader #Theo Nott x reader #Sirius black x reader #teddy Lupin x reader #james potter x reader #james sirius potter #yandere Draco Malfoy #yandere tom riddle #yandere theo Nott

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idsitonthat · 2 years

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haven’t said shit on here in ages but if it is one thing i must say it is that it’s true what they say about the skinny skater boys.

i almost got ripped in half bro…

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a-reverii · 4 months

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⭑ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 ⭑

— sirius black.

— regulus black.

— remus lupin.

— james potter.

← back to masterlist.

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a-small-safe-place · 6 months

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Yandere Severus Snape x Potter!Reader

Severus didn't think much of you, even though you were friends with Lily. He actively tried to avoid you, considering you a Potter, and he harbored strong resentment towards your brother James and his group of friends. His infatuation with Lily left him entirely disinterested in your presence, as if your last name and older brother did nothing to change his opinion of you.

It was common knowledge that you and James were close; he played the role of a protective older brother, ensuring that nobody messed with his younger sibling. Anyone who dared to do so faced the wrath of James and the other Marauders. This was another significant reason why Severus chose to avoid you, fearing that getting close to you would make him an even bigger target for James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter.

Now, all of that feels like a distant memory. Lily and James are both gone, and you run a successful potions shop in Diagon Alley. Your shop boasts the best ingredients for purchase, and Severus has admired your work in potions. You do an excellent job, better than most, although Severus still considers himself a superior potion-maker.

While Severus once went out of his way to avoid you, circumstances have now led to consistent contact between the two of you. Every time he enters your shop, you greet him with a warm smile and inquire about how he's doing. He's surprised that someone so closely related to James Potter could be kind, but Severus understands that one's family doesn't determine their character.

On January 9th, you discreetly included a small cake in a protective case with a "Happy Birthday" message in the bag of items Severus was purchasing. Severus rarely enjoyed sweets, but it had been a long time since someone had made something for his birthday. He felt a flutter of excitement as he decided to taste the cake, finding it delicious. It was a simple, unadorned cake, something that might be served at a Muggle birthday party. Did you have feelings for Severus? Is that why you went out of your way to make him a cake? If it had been from anyone else Severus would be skeptical, but you two had a sound relationship even if it was strictly business.

As he pondered the implications and struggled with his own emotions. Severus couldn't possibly have feelings for you, he loved Lily. The cake, though, was so sweet, and it made him realize that Lily had never done something like that for him. The shameful blush on his cheeks revealed his inner turmoil. He couldn't betray Lily by developing feelings for you, especially after her passing.

Despite his reservations, you were undeniably kind, and Lily knew that. In fact, she had always wanted Severus to meet you, believing that you would become good friends. With James no longer a threat, there was no obligation for Severus to avoid you. Perhaps you could simply be friends.

As Severus spent more time with you, he found himself restlessly thinking about you. Lily's prediction proved true; you and Severus became good friends. He began to notice details about you that he had never cared to consider before. He diligently documented the information you shared with him in a dedicated journal. It may have seemed unusual to have an entire journal dedicated to one person, but Severus was never one to do things halfway. Your attentiveness motivated him to reciprocate in kind, though he aimed to do it even better.

However, the situation took a turn when you revealed that you had a partner. Severus felt his heart shatter at the news. He couldn't understand how you could betray him in this way, or more importantly, how you could betray Lily, who had sent you to him to ensure that neither of you would be alone anymore. There was only one option. Severus had to ensure that your partner would fall in love with someone else and he would have you to himself.

#yandere #yandere male #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere harry potter #yandere harry potter x reader #severus snape #severus x reader #snape x reader #yandere severus snape #yandere snape #severus snape x reader #professor snape #I think I could have done more with this prompt #this feels rushed

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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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Heyyy idk if you're taking request but... I was thinking about toxic!James. A total rich spoiled brat that never heard the word "no" directed at him and obviously has never faced consequences. So maybe you keep turning him down when he asks you out until one day you two casually meet in a club, he buys you a drink even though you refused it and when you reject him one more time he just snaps. He corners you outside te bar, face pressed against a dirty wall while he rips your underwear saying "who te fuck you think you are? Trying to walk away like you're better than me, worthless slut". And, well, yk...

¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: NONCON, public sex, dark!james, fem!reader

¡ marauders masterlist !

You never thought James would be capable of something like this. Holding your leg up, hanging it over his arm that holds your waist as he ruts into you with so much desperation. You smell alcohol on his breath as puffs hit your cheeks and flood your nose.

No one seems to notice the two of you, your writhing body reaching and clawing as you try to pry his hands off you and squirm away. You pinch at his strong chest that heaves against yours, pushing your chest inward with every breath he takes. You reach your hand out as a drunk man wanders into the hallway, walking close enough to touch. The music is too loud but you know he saw you, maybe he even heard you, but he stumbled away. You reach your hand out as he walks away, whining against James’ ear as you stretch your body, groaning as James pulls your hand towards him, squeezing your wrist.

“Stop,” he grits, nipping at your ear. You hiss, lifting your shoulder to comfort yourself. “I tried to be nice,” he grunts, slowing his thrusts, “but you…” he chuckles, “you think you’re too good for someone like me, don’t you?”

You shake your head, pulling away from his tongue that reaches for any hit of skin. “No, James, I’m sorry. Please,” you can’t stop the tears that rush down your cheeks. “James,” you sob, “no. Let me go now.”

“I can’t let you go when you feel so good,” he whispers, “so much better than I imagined.” He raises your leg high, angling his hips in a way that makes your vision go white and your tears leak faster.

“Do you know how many times I got myself off thinking of you?” James pulls back enough to look at your weak expression, the strength of your resistance growing softer. “Pumping my cock while thinking of the day of finally fuck this tight pussy.” James grunts at the memory, squeezing your flesh under his strong hands.

“But no,” his jaw tightens and he flips his curls back, “the little slut thinks she’s too good for me. For this cock that has you shaking for me, squeezing me so tightly.”

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PLATONIC YANDERE POTTER FAMILY X READER X WEASLEY FAMILY

In this AU, Harry's parents are well alive

You'd most probably meet the Potter family first before meeting the Weasley family and I have a feeling that they'd be friends with each other. You'd meet the Potter family on the day Harry was going to Hogwarts, James did have quite a legacy at Hogwarts for being one of the best Quidditch seekers the Gryffindor Quidditch team ever had. Harry was looking forward to follow in his footsteps and the two of you met at the Kings' Cross Station. Your parents couldn't come with you to drop you off because they had an important business meeting with some client in Switzerland and they left you with your aunt who only dropped you off at the station and took off almost immediately, leaving you all by yourself surrounded with complete strangers. You've never been to Kings' Cross Station before and you had no idea where in the name of Merlin was platform 9 3/4. You've asked the Station master nearby and he thought you were just messing with him and pranking him which was why he just shooed you away

You were at a loss, you didn't know what to do and whom to contact, it wasn't like you were given an official guide as to where the platform was. You started panicking, thinking that the Hogwarts Express would be leaving without you any minute and you'd miss your wonderful chance to go to Hogwarts. You couldn't help but blink back a few tears of frustration as you felt that the situation was spinning out of control. You sighed and sat down on a bench for a moment to think about what to do next. You spotted a family of 3, a young boy of your age wearing glasses with a scar on his head, along with his parents, a man who resembled the boy's appearance, his father perhaps and his mother with hair as Red as the autumn leaves were accompanying their son with his trolley. "Blimey Harry, can't believe you're going to Hogwarts. Time does fly by fast" said James dramatically as he wiped his fake tears away

His wife, Lily glared at him and whispered "Shh... what if someone hears?" "It'll be all right, muggles don't know a damn thing about platform 9 and 3 quarters and Hogwarts and all that" he waved airily as they walked past you. An idea suddenly formed and took shape in your head as you followed them and when you finally caught up to them, you spoke "Umm... hi there, good morning. I was wondering if you could please direct me to where platform 9 and 3 quarters is...I know it exists, I just can't find it..." you finished with a forlorn look on your face as they stared at you in amazement for a moment and they had a silent discussion with each other through their eyes. You were indeed, one of them. "Don't worry dear, we'll help you. Where are your parents though?" enquired Lily as you replied "They're in Switzerland at the moment" "Oh...who came to drop you off then?" asked James as you answered "My aunt. She had some work to do back at her law firm. She's a lawyer so... it's just me by myself" you laughed slightly as they felt sad. Even though they just met you, Harry could already sense you were a bit upset and sad about something, the way your eyes had that wistful and wishful lost look in them, James and Lily didn't think too kindly about your aunt and your parents either at the moment

Attending Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and boarding the Hogwarts Express for the very first time was a magical once in a lifetime experience which would be memorable in one's life. How could your so called family just abandon you like that without even taking the time off from their work to even see you off properly? And did your family not care about your safety at all? What about all the dangerous and unknown strangers lurking around? The society and world these days isn't really that safe you know especially for sweet little things such as yourself. They decided to accompany you and show you the ropes as you tagged along with them and felt grateful that you'd finally catch your train in time

You noticed Harry's scar and when you asked him how he got it, he just had a sheepish smile on his face and replied "I was trying to catch a snitch at the Diagon Alley on my broom and I accidentally crash landed at Borgin and Burkes near Knockturn alley. The owner wasn't really that pleased with me when I smashed some of his stuff but the incident did kind of catch on with the other witches and wizards from the magical world. Some thought it was amusing and they think I'll follow in my dad's footsteps to become a great seeker like him" "What's a seeker?" you asked him with a confused and bewildered expression on your face. He stared at you for a moment and then it dawned upon him that you could have spent your life living with muggles and you probably had no idea what he was talking about. However no matter, he'd show you and teach you everything

You guys reached the platform just in time and you thanked them for their help as Lily hugged you and smiled "Enjoy yourself dear. Stay safe and have fun but don't get into any trouble" your heart warmed at her words, it was the sort of advice a mother would give to her child before sending them off into the real world all by themselves. You nodded as you boarded the train with Harry, saying your farewell and goodbyes to the Potter family. James and Lily couldn't get you off their minds for some reason, they were concerned with your safety and wondered if you were being treated well at home. Perhaps they'd better write to Harry after he reached Hogwarts to check up on you and update them about you. Just to be safe

You were talking with Harry and your conversation was interrupted when a ginger haired boy around your age dressed in black robes, with freckles on his face peeked in and spoke "Excuse me, do you mind? Everyone else's is full..." "Not at all" replied Harry as he motioned for the guy to take a seat in front of him. "I'm Ron by the way. Ron Weasley" he introduced himself as Harry introduced himself and you introduced yourself as well. The three of you were engaged in discussions when the sliding door opened again and this time, a girl with brown hair asked if any of you had seen a toad, a boy named Neville had lost one. The three of you said you hadn't spotted a toad and when she saw the wand in Ron's hand, she spoke "Oh, you're doing magic? Let's see it then" with an interested look on her face. Ron glanced at the two of you nervously but composed himself as he straightened his posture and uttered a spell which you were pretty sure wasn't even real because instead of turning his pet rat Scabbers yellow, he just made it frightened and it started scampering around everywhere till he finally managed to calm it down

The girl introduced herself as Hermione Granger and she disappeared after she told you three to change into your robes. You finally reached Hogwarts after a few hours and you were speechless by the magnificence and splendor before you. It looked exactly like the sort of castles in your bedtime stories your mother used to read for you when you were little, before she wasn't too preoccupied with her work and had time for you. You went along with the other first years led by a giant of a man named Hagrid who you thought was quite nice and friendly. Then the head of the Gryffindor house, Minerva McGonagall who was also the Transfiguration professor gave you all some background information about the houses

"Slytherin is filled with dark wizards and witches. And crackpots too" whispered Ron to you and you felt nervous, you didn't want to get sorted into Slytherin and lose your new friends. Professor McGonagall then asked you all to wait for a few moments as she needed to get some things ready for the sorting ceremony and as soon as she left, a blonde haired guy spoke "So it's true then, the sayings on the train... Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts" as everyone looked at him in surprise and muttered among themselves. "This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy... Draco Malfoy" as he introduced himself and Ron snickered in a not so subtle manner. Of course Draco heard it and wasn't really pleased with his reaction as he sneered at him. " You think my name's funny do you? There's no need to ask yours... red hair, a hand me down robe... you must be a Wealsey..." as he turned back to Harry and spoke "You'll have to know by now that there are some Wizarding families that are better than the others Potter. You're a part of the Sacred 28 after all,you don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort..." and glared at Ron again

You barely knew Malfoy for 5 minutes when you intervened "I'm sorry, what exactly makes a family a part of the Sacred 28? And Harry can make his decisions for himself. Of course, if you were a part of a Sacred family, your values and morals would be decent as well. Else you wouldn't be insulting people right off the bat as soon as you meet them". Some of the first years around you 'ooohed' when you said that as Malfoy's face grew hot and red with anger as he snarled "Stay out of this. No one asked you for your opinion" and you just rolled your eyes in response. Harry and Ron stared in amazement at your courage as Hermione was observing the scene from a distance away. It was your first day at Hogwarts and you were already getting ready to fight? She looked on rather disapprovingly but part of her admired your courage and loyalty for your friends by standing up for them. Which was why she also gripped her wand in her pockets just in case she could pull it out if the situation got out of hand. She didn't want anything happening to you for some reason

It was time for the sorting at long last, the moment you've been waiting for and Harry, Ron and Hermione were sorted into the Gryffindor house whereas Malfoy was sorted into the Slytherin house. The sorting hat was placed on top of your head and it muttered "Hmm.... interesting. Very very interesting...." as you nervously looked up at it and asked "What is?" "In all my years of sorting students into houses, you're truly something. You have bravery, courage and loyalty, fit to be a Gryffindor and yet, that cheek, determination and lots and lots of ambition to make you a Slytherin. Plenty of brains, the curiosity and hunger for knowledge is in there as well, you'd do well in Ravenclaw. You're also kind hearted and have the good old nature that Helga Hufflepuff was talking about...hmm... where to put you?" it asked you

It was quite an interesting predicament because never before did anyone see the sorting hat have trouble sorting someone into a house. Everyone looked at you with bated breath as you could feel everyone's eyes on you which made you a bit conscious of yourself but you tried your best to ignore the feeling. The headmaster, Albus Dumbledore was watching you quite closely as professor Snape, the Potions professor seemed interested as well. After a few moments of deliberation, the sorting hat finally sorted you into Gryffindor which you felt relieved about. Harry, Ron and Hermione felt immensely glad that you were in the same house along with them. You felt an exhilarating feeling course through your body when everyone clapped for you as you joined the Gryffindor table. You were introduced to the Wealsey siblings present there, Percy Wealsey, the third oldest who was the Gryffindor prefect, Fred and George the twins who were overly fond of pranking people and you made a mental note to not get on their bad side. The last thing you needed was to wake up with horns on your head or something or a tail for that matter

Harry, Ron, Hermione and you became fast friends pretty quick but you refused to talk with them when they didn't include you in the quest for the Philosopher's stone. It broke their hearts but it was for your own good,you couldn't be put in danger like that. They cared for you too much and it drove them crazy when you ignored them or just glared at them angrily and stormed off. You finally softened a bit towards them when they said that they didn't want to put you in danger and they just wanted you to be safe. You started hanging out with them again as usual and they were elated, the days you refused to even spare them a second glance was utter torture for them. Harry, Ron and Hermione were like your three overprotective shadows, always around you no matter what. They've appointed themselves as your official caretakers and grew possessive and obsessive of you really quick

Harry wrote to his parents about you regularly as Ron did to his parents as well. During Christmas your parents forgot to send you your Christmas presents and you felt heartbroken. Harry, Ron and Hermione were mad as hell so they pitched in and got you some treats from the Great Hall and a few Christmas goodies of your own like a journal from Hermione, a cute quill set from Ron and from Harry, a book he thought you might be interested to read along with an encouraging note from all three of them. Of course they've mentioned to their parents that you haven't received any gifts for Christmas and you've received dozens of parcels from the Potter family and the Wealsey family, even though you hardly knew them. But they knew everything about you, more than you could know about yourself. You've received puddings, Tarts, cakes, pastries, sweaters, a maroon jumper with a W stitched on it and a snowglobe with a cute tiny snowman inside it. You felt grateful for their presents and sad at the same time for your own parents and family forgetting about you just like that

You were even more crushed when your parents said that they needed to go to France for a work conference and your aunt would be preoccupied with a huge case in the muggle world which meant you couldn't go back home. You were pretty devastated when you were invited by Ron to spend time with his family as Harry stated that his parents would join them at the Weasley's house for a couple of days. You agreed and upon reaching the Wealsey house, you could feel the warmth and homely feeling the atmosphere radiated. It certainly did give off homely vibes. You wished your family was also like this. You were introduced to Molly, who hugged you and spoke "So you're the famous Y/N my Ronald keeps talking about all the time... it's so nice to finally meet you dear" as Ron heatedly yelled out "MUM!" as Fred and George snickered in the background, whispering about how Ron was a simp for you as he told them to shut up

You were even introduced to Arthur Weasley, the father of Ron and the other Wealsey siblings who worked at the Ministry of magic, Bill Weasley who worked as a curse breaker at Gringotts the Wizarding bank in Egypt, Charlie Wealsey who worked with dragons in Romania which you found extremely fascinating. There was also young Ginny Weasley, who'd be starting Hogwarts next year. She was shy at first but she really opened up to you and she had fun being around you. The Weasley family loved and enjoyed your presence, it felt like you were part of their family already

Percy could see you becoming a head boy/ girl or prefect and he wanted to become your guide but Fred and George kept stealing you away to their room to show you their latest inventions. They loved it when your eyes sparkle and light up in curiosity, they feel proud when you take in interest in their inventions as do the other Wealseys when you enquired about their hobbies and pastimes. Molly wouldn't even let you step out of the house when it was time for De- gnoming the garden, she didn't want you getting injured and everyone agreed that it would be best for you if you'd stayed in while they'd take care of the business

A few days later James and Lily showed up at the Burrow and greeted you warmly as all of you sat down together and discussed various things over some nice hot steaming bowls of soup and a scrumptious feast laid out by Molly and Lily. When you were asked about your love life by Ginny, you literally choked on your soup as Molly patted you on the back and James handed you a glass of water. "Ginevra, that isn't a question for the dinner table" said Molly with a death stare as everyone present there became very interested in what you had to say. "Believe it or not, some guy from our Potions class, Troy Mullers asked me out for Valentine's day" "What did you say?" asked Hermione as everyone felt that sudden protective urge to make sure you were safe by all means necessary, even if it meant getting that Troy schmuck out of the way. They won't stand for someone to romantically court you, you were too kind and innocent to have your heart and feelings being taken for a ride by some random immature guy you barely even knew

"I... I rejected him. He wasn't happy about it and he called me all sorts of mean names but... it's not something I'm not used to" you shrugged it off as they all felt anger course through their veins. Who dared to make you sad and upset by calling you mean names and hurt your feelings? In fact Charlie was ready to send a Hungarian Horntail after them and Fred and George would send them Howlers after Holwers and packages with explosive Dungbombs from Zonkos, the Wizarding joke shop that go off as soon as you open the parcel. They were seething and they all came to a single conclusion, you had to be taken under their care for your own good. And judging by the way your so called family was treating you, you wouldn't want to be spend more time with them anymore which was a huge favor for them. Besides, what good is a family if they can't take care of you? Don't worry dear, they'll look after you and care for you like their very own. You've become a part of their families now whether you wanted to or not and it's like they say, family ALWAYS comes first...

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