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potterlyimagines · 4 years

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life update. how are y’all doing?

helloo! it’s been a long while since i last posted on here. (two years maybe?!) part of it is because i moved to a different country for college, so my life changed a lot. but the main reason is because so many imagines that i wrote are being stolen and reposted on tumblr or wattpad. this discouraged me from writing, which is something that i love so much. and writing things that all 10k of you guys enjoy makes me really happy. 💕 i apologize for disappearing but i see you guys are still very active on my page and i thank you for that.

now that we are living amongst a worldwide pandemic some of us are fortunate enough to find time doing things we didn’t have time to do. so i’m thinking i‘ll start writing again. hang in there my friends! we will get through this together.

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potterlyimagines · 5 years

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hi darlings,

there’s something i realize i should bring up. there’s a lot of times that i encounter people stealing my work and reposting them on tumblr or even wattpad and god knows where else.

it makes me sad, honestly. so i have a little favour to ask... if you see something that’s written by me elsewhere other than here, please comment and tag my handle to let people know it’s my work. thank you so much. 💔💔

and for those of you who steal other people’s work, shame on you. you could’ve at least asked.

- R and sincerely all other hardworking writers.

#stealing isnt nice #harry potter imagines

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potterlyimagines · 5 years

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What Ilvarmorny house is Malfoy in?

wampus i think, cause he fights for his values in the books in terms of going against his family. i found this on pinterest (note: not mine and if you know the writer lmk!) and i think it makes a lot of sense. x

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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phew !! u should write more tom riddle imagines (only if u want of course)

hahah I will, thanks!

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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Uhm your tom riddle imagines are blowing my mind!!! I’m also obsessed with him and need to see a doctor

Awww thank you! I’ll meet you at the hospital ;) hahahah

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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hi you guyss! after 5 months i’m finally back. so sorry for the unannounced hiatus so i hope the imagine i just posted makes up for it :(

- R

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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New Year’s (Tom)

Harry Potter Imagine - Tom Riddle x reader Requested- please write another tom riddle imagine! but no pressure i can wait as long as it takes!! 💛// song for tha mood: Lauv - Chasing Fire

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Air. That’s what you need. All the heavy music and small talks from the New Year’s party have gotten your mind out of breath in a way. The annual and highly anticipated Slytherin party is outstandingly well-organized yet again, and as one of the House Council members, you have put in a lot of effort in making it perfect. And that is why you can’t believe you’re escaping from your own event.

You take the back gate of the London mansion to avoid the couples that are currently making out in the front garden—only to find someone already occupying it. You stare at the tall silhouette, wondering if you should just head back to the scene, but the thought of Lowell the Arse-Grabber has resulted in the increase of your desire to stay. “Hey,” you call out. The Head Boy from your house turns at the sound of your voice and jerks his chin in greeting, “Y/n. What’s going on?”

“Besides the firewhiskey gulping and butterbeer sipping and sweaty dancing? Not much,” you joke. “I’m kidding, it’s pretty great.”

Tom Riddle, as his name suggests, is a complete mystery to you. Which is probably why you find him fascinating. You take notice of his appearance. With the same dark hair neatly slicked back, he is wearing a crisp white shirt and black dress pants, accessorized with a nice belt and leather shoes. He takes a few steps closer to you and offers you a polite smile. “It is a brilliant party.”

“And that explains why you’re out here instead of enjoying it,” you tease Tom, folding your arms across your chest.

He lifts his eyebrow and retorts, “Oh? What about you, love? Doesn’t this make you a hypocrite?”

You scoff as you place your finger on his chest, pushing him slightly and playfully. “I needed some air, Riddle.”

“So did I,” he says under his breath and reaches for a strand of your hair, then sets it behind your ear gently. Surprised by his action, you avert your eyes as heat begins to seep into your cheeks. You can smell a hint of mint and whiskey coming from him that has merged into his aftershave. So you focus on the calming scent. Tom lowers his eyes. “Got a tad bit tired after spending awhile looking for you.”

“You were?” You smirk.

“Am I not allowed to, y/l/n?”

You pat his chest twice. “Hm. You certainly are.”

His eyes linger, but a shout from the mansion seizes both your attention. “Hey, lads and gals! The 30 seconds countdown is beginning!”

“It’s the cue.” You grin. “Have you got any New Year’s resolution? Better grades? Wait, that you already have. Charisma? Well, that, too.”

He only chuckles.

“25, 24, 23...”

“May I ask you something?” Tom asks, out of the blue.

“18, 17, 16...”

“Yeah?”

“13, 12, 11...”

“Do you mind if I kiss you at midnight?” His dark brown eyes are fixed intently at yours, and you find yourself out of breath all of a sudden.

“6, 5, 4...”

“No,” you finally respond, “I don’t.”

“3, 2, 1! “

“Happy New Year!”

Tom leans in slowly, eliminating the distance between the two of you altogether. His lips taste like whiskey and honey, and you savor it. He cups your cheek with one hand while resting the other on your hip. You wrap your arms around his neck, immersing yourself into the moment. He breaks away to whisper in your ear, “You’re gorgeous. Not just for tonight.”

You shake your head, smiling. “If only I could put what I feel into words.”

“Then show it to me in a different way.” He suggests. His left hand is still resting on your hip.

You pull him closer, finding your lips on his again. “That should do it.”

“That should,” he smirks. “By the way, I did have a New Year’s resolution.”

“What is it?” You ask curiously.

Tom chuckles, “To have you be my girlfriend.”

“Then you have nothing to worry about. That’s already been approved.”

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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thanks darling 💗

Hi! I love your writings. I've noticed you haven't posted in a while and I just wanted to make sure you are alright.

thank you ☺️ i’m alright, i’m sorry i haven’t been very active since i’m actually heading to college soon and have been a tad busy 😢i’ll be back soon though!

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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Hi! I love your writings. I've noticed you haven't posted in a while and I just wanted to make sure you are alright.

thank you ☺️ i'm alright, i'm sorry i haven't been very active since i'm actually heading to college soon and have been a tad busy 😢i'll be back soon though!

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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the love, simon soundtracks are giving me life

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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@missrowle you scatter so many cute af messages under my posts that you are spoiling me x thank you <3 and i’m so glad that you like ‘em!

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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Tom Marvolo Riddle Edit

Requested- Can you make an edit based on Tom Riddle? Thanks, xo.

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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Hi I don’t know if you’re aware or if I missed something but the user “burntbellflower” posted a fic that exactly matches your draco x reader “Possessive” they titled it “I Smell of Jasmine and Jealousy” I think I just wanted to let you know since reposting is seriously not cool. Sorry if this was an inconvenience or needless

Omg... I did not know that my work was being misused. Thank you so much for letting me know!!

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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HI THIS IS NOT COOL. I WROTE THIS IMAGINE. Reposting as your own without giving credit or asking for permission is a violation of copyright.

I Smell Jasmine and Jealousy

Summary: Who knew that Draco Malfoy could be so possessive? (Everyone who’s ever met him)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Word Count: 1007

Warnings: Goes from 0 to 100 real quick.

You let out a chuckle as you listen to Collins whispering something witty in your ear with Kai sitting on your left. The velvet sofa is a little too small to fit three people, but Collins sits down beside you anyway, one thigh dangerously close to yours. One minor movement and they will brush each other. You don’t mind him because you know he won’t dare to do anything more than that. Not when you can glimpse a glaring Draco, whose relationship with you consists of ambiguous flirting and Merlin-knows-what, by the corner of your eyes. You whisper back, “I bet that Weasley will pass out after finishing that glass of firewhiskey.”

“I bet he won’t even be able to finish the whole glass.” Collins studies the red-headed Gryffindor. The latter collapses on the floor with a thump. He points to the half-drunk glass, “I guess I was right.”

Kai’s wraps his arm around your shoulders, and you raise your eyebrows, “You were. Now tell me what do I owe you?”

Collins grins lazily, “I’d say a kiss, but I know better. Perhaps a drink?”

“A glass of firewhiskey coming right up, then.” You laugh, straightening up from the sofa. You pull your sequined grey mini dress down that slipped up from your previous movement, the two boys watching your move closely. You turn just in time to catch them looking away, blushing. Kai groans, “Do you have to go?”

You wink before heading for the drink table. You are uncapping the glass container when a firm hand scoops your waist towards its owner. Spinning around, your eyes met Draco’s blue-grey ones. A tinge of rage flickers in them, and you smirk. “Hello there.”

The white-blond boy does not respond as he hauls you away, leading you outside the room where the party is held. It is only when no one is around that he breathes, “What was that?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you purr as he pins you against the wall, his hand tightening. You can smell him this close, a mixture of jasmine and crisp air. The first two buttons of his white shirt are unfastened, his pale skin slightly exposed. You drag a hand down his chest, and he holds your wrist with his free hand.

“They were all over you. I’m surprised that neither of them drooled over you.” Draco growls, glaring into your eyes before scanning your body as if he is checking if you are touched in any way.

You still your body at his stare but incline your chin, “So? It’s not my fault that someone is actually interested in me.”

“How could you laugh like that with them?” You know he means the soft, sultry laugh you sometimes do subconsciously.

You shove him lightly, “I could laugh with whoever I want.”

He shakes his head, grumbling. “And you made no move to stop them.”

“Why do I need to stop them?” You taunt him as you know very well that it will hit his nerve.

As you expect, he snaps. “Because you’re mine, and you belong to me, y/n!” His eyes widen as he realizes what he has just said.

You scoff, “So possessive. Like a child jealous of a favorite toy.”

Narrowing his eyes, he retorts, “So what if I’m jealous of every second you were near anyone other than me?” His glare is almost too much for you as you shiver against his body heat. He darts his eyes to your lips, and you gulp, not knowing where to look.

“Why?” You croak, your voice suddenly hoarse. A strange sensation tingles in your lower abdomen. You don’t dare to move as he steps even closer to you, your bodies almost completely against each other.

“Because I want you bad. And you make it so hard for me to stay away.” He reveals, losing his grip on your wrist to sweep a strand of your hair from your face. Your back against the wall, you run your thumb over his lower lip. He wraps his hand around yours, keeping your fingers against his mouth as he presses a kiss on your knuckles. His other hand on your waist feels hot against your body.

“But you wouldn’t make a move until someone else does?” You ask, his warm hand against your cold skin. He begins to stoke idle circles on your waist.

He fixes his eyes on you like a predator hunting for a prey. The intensity in his eyes almost makes you grab his face and just kiss him. “They say you wouldn’t realize how much something means to you unless they begin to slip away.”

You pull your hand away just to cup it against his jaw. “You do mean something to me.”

It is all you need to say before he slams his soft lips against yours. He devours you, a hand tangled in your hair as the other moves to grip your hip. You hook your leg around him, closing the rest of the gap between the two of you. His hand travels along your skin, lower and lower and lower so slowly that you groan until he grabs your thigh that wraps around him, his fingers brushing the inner side, only making you wanting more. His tongue sweeps its way into your mouth, and you make room as he claims the space to himself. You stroke his jaw, the other hand resting against his firm stomach. He presses sloppy kisses on your neck, nearing your earlobe when he whispers, “What do you say that we take this to my dorm?”

You tease him as you pant slightly, “What about Collins and Kai? Collins will be disappointed that he’s not getting his drink.”

“Mention those two again and I’ll make you beg for it,” he grunts before sucking your neck in a way that will definitely leave a mark.

“And I wonder who was the desperate one,” you chuckle, pushing off him, and saunter towards the direction of the dorm. You spare a glance over your shoulder and find the Slytherin prince grinning and catching up. It will be a long night, you smile to yourself.

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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Hi just checking if this account is still active? These imagines are the best ones i've ever read i cant stop smiling :)) Keep it up!

hahah hi! yes this is still active :) thank you so much!!

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potterlyimagines · 6 years

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Possessive (Draco)

Harry Potter - Draco Malfoy x reader Requested- Can I request an imagine that reader’s invited to a meet up with her housemates and Draco gets jealous because they were all over her and she “made no move to stop them” and she censures him saying “you acted like a child jealous of their favorite toy” and he looks at her and SEXUAL TENSION INTENSIFIES I’m sorry if it’s too detailed but I love your writing and your blog and ohmy

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You let out a hefty chuckle as you listen to Collins whispering something witty in your ear with Kai sitting on your left. The velvet sofa is a little too small to fit three people, but Collins sits down beside you anyway, one thigh dangerously close to yours. One minor movement and they will brush each other. You don’t mind him because you know he won’t dare to do anything more than that. Not when you can glimpse a glaring Draco, whose relationship with you consists of ambiguous flirting and Merlin-knows-what, by the corner of your eyes. You whisper back, “I bet that Weasley will pass out after finishing that glass of firewhiskey.”