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hadesrise · 1 year
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𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗬 𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥.
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summary ➳ harry noticed you’re not like any other slytherin
pairings ➳ harry james potter x male reader
warnings ➳ fluff, mutual pining, foul language, reader being an adorable slytherin, touch-deprived harry, just the chosen one thirsting over reader lmao, mentions of making out, soft!slytherin reader, pet names ( darling, love )
author’s note ➳ rewatching harry potter made me recall the time when i used to fantasize about two persons from supposedly rival houses falling for each other and saying “fuck it” to their rivalry before making out. yes, it's typical, but i like it just the way it is.
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Of all the houses in Hogwarts, it’s well known that Slytherin is the most disliked one due to their personality that doesn’t seem to include kindness regardless of how others treat them. This might have only been a stereotype that students from other houses pushed on Slytherin, but they had a very reasonable excuse for thinking of Slytherins that way because of a particular blonde haired snake and his goons that terrorize anyone and everyone they come across. Not only that, but most people from Slytherin are unpleasant to say the least and Harry can only name a few who aren’t, like Professor Slughorn for example.
So, understandably, Harry thought you’re going to be as unpleasant as other Slytherins too after Hermione accidentally bumped into you and dropped her books to scatter all over the ground. The Golden trio were walking down the hallway leading towards Hagrid’s hut, talking to one another about how Professor Trelawney freaked out again today at Divination, with Hermione carrying books more heavier than usual (the two boys offered to carry them but she refused), before they turned a corner and she collided on a rather hard chest.
She was going to apologize, but her eyes — in sync with Harry’s and Ron’s — landed on the green colored tie with silver stripes, and the blood immediately drained from her face. It’s not like she can’t defend herself, considering she sucker punched Malfoy on the third year, but dealing with a bunch of snakes can be really exhausting sometimes and frankly, she isn’t in the mood to fight with them today.
Without a word, Hermione crouches down to pick up her books. Much to their surprise, the Slytherin knelt down to help her gather the heavier and thicker books Ron and Harry were about to pick up.
When they finally made an effort to look at the unusual Slytherin Hermione bumped into, Harry was surprised to see a very good looking and attractive boy with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that seemed to spark under the light. Despite the books being heavy, you carried it easily as if they have the weight of a feather, placing another book on top of them — Harry figured you were reading it before the disaster struck.
“Are these books from Hagrid?”
The Chosen One felt his stomach fill with butterflies and heart suddenly beat rapidly at the sound of your soothing voice.
He was so used to Slytherins having that obnoxiously annoying voice, where he doesn’t know whether to cover his ears or rip them away from the sides of his head. But your voice was, even with a tone deeper than average, smooth and gentle. There was no hint of venom, distaste, unpleasantness, or despise. Just curiosity and interest. Harry also noticed you called Hagrid by his name rather than the awful big oaf other Slytherins call him all the time.
“Oh, uhm... Yes.” It took a while for Hermione to overcome the surprise and provide an answer.
“Interesting,” You hummed quietly. “I should drop by Hagrid and burrow some of his books too. He must have the book of Ancient Magical Creatures.” Muttering to yourself, the Golden trio couldn’t help but crack a smile when you seem to forget for a split second that you weren’t alone.
Gathering some courage, Harry decides to break your little bubble by hesitantly speaking. “Er — excuse me?”
“Yes?” You turn to look and catch his emerald eyes.
“You can come with us if you want. We don’t mind.”
A tiny bit of smile forms on your lips, almost unnoticeable. “With pleasure. Though, I don’t suppose it’s alright for Gryffindors to walk around with Slytherin.” You glanced around, “Some of the people from your house doesn’t tolerate their fellow Gryffindor hanging out with the rival house.”
“I think you’re okay,” Ron says reluctantly.
“If you say so.” Amusement flashes across your eyes. “Also, I’ll carry these books instead.” You didn’t let Hermione protest as you began to walk nonchalantly towards Hagrid’s hut with a slight delay to your steps; Harry figured you were purposely walking slower than your normal pace so it would be easy to walk with your shoulders lining with theirs.
You introduced yourself to them after successfully burrowing a book from Hagrid that you were searching for.
Ever since then, Harry would find himself scanning every classroom he’s in to look for you, taking mental notes of the similar classes you have together, and if you’re nowhere to be seen, he would just attempt to at least catch a glimpse of you in the Great Hall by the Slytherin table. Sometimes, when he’s fortunate enough, your eyes would meet his across the hall and you would give him the faintest of smile before returning to your meal. Other times, when the both of you are free, you would talk with each other for a while until the next class comes.
Spending his time with you made Harry notice things — such as how you’re mostly quiet, which isn’t very common in Slytherin; their loud voices being very distinguishable in the Great Hall explains that. You’re also a bit of a bookworm as he often sees you carrying or reading them around, it made him wonder why you weren’t placed in Ravenclaw, but he suppose being interested in books doesn’t automatically make someone a Ravenclaw. He also noticed the way your facial expression rarely shows rapid or strong emotions, mostly expressing boredom to anyone and anything around you, if not, your face just remains emotionless with a what Harry knew was called resting bitch face. Though, your wonderful eyes do spark seemingly brighter when you’re with him.
Another brilliant thing is finding out you don’t tolerate any of Malfoy’s bullshit.
You seem to disagree with everything the blonde says, which leads to Malfoy spitting some nasty insults in attempt to get under your skin, only to cower away when you raise a brow at him paired with deadly calm expression, which is much scarier than anything in Harry’s opinion. You were definitely not like any other Slytherin he’s ever met.
“Ron, getting a detention at potions isn’t a good reason to set Professor Snape’s office on fire!” Hermione hissed.
“But ‘ermione, he’s horrible!” Retorts Ron and turns to his best friend to plead, “Back me up here, mate!”
However, he doesn’t receive a response as Harry was too busy ogling at a particular someone by the Slytherin’s table, his hand not moving from the parchment that began to be soaked in black ink due to his quill being pressed on it. Ron and Hermione looked at each other questioningly and followed Harry’s gaze, their eyes landing on you eating quietly while ignoring the chaos members from your house were bringing. You almost looked peaceful despite surrounded by loud chattering, laughter, and the clinks of utensils against the plate.
Your patience isn’t high; you often get annoyed easily, but the way you’re unbothered no matter what’s happening around you made it seem like your patience was limitless.
Hermione rolled her eyes after realizing Harry was waiting for you to notice and rolls up the parchment she had before whacking the back of his head with it, successfully snapping him out of his daydream. “What do you think’s gonna happen if you just stare at (Y/n)?”
The Chosen One cleared his throat, taking a glance at you and quickly returning it to his best friends. “What am I supposed to do then? I can’t just walk up to him in front of other Slytherins.”
“I’d rather see you do anything than ogle at him everyday and act like an idiot.” She sighs exasperatedly.
For a boy who survived the Killing Curse and Voldemort’s multiple serious death threats, he was one hell of an annoying dork when it comes to love. He was painfully obvious with his growing crush towards you, even other Gryffindors had begun to suspect it, yet haven’t done anything to change the relationship you two have — sure, it can be called friendship, but Hermione and almost all of their friends could agree it is more than that. They couldn’t honestly contain their frustration at Harry being content with just this.
“It’s no use, Hermione.” Ron whispered when Harry went back to ogling at you. “He says he’s not going to do anything about it unless he’s sure there’s a chance.”
Sighing, the bushy haired girl shakes her head and slumped on her seat defeatedly.
How long do they have to deal with a lovesick Harry?
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Searching around the school grounds, Harry finally found you reading by the Black Lake, not caring that your robe might get dirty as you sat on the ground and read another book. It was a windy day that sent calm energy throughout your body, the rustling of leaves and the sound of lake soothing you more than usual, allowing you to focus more on the context of your book. You loved the silence where no voices or other noises can be heard, just the sound of nature slipping into your ears.
Harry slowly approached as to not startle you, but felt himself relax after you pay him no mind and sat down beside where you are. The sky seems brighter than he remembers, with only small particles of cloud littered all around.
“Are you feeling well?” You asked without looking up from your book, and Harry hugs his knees to his chest, watching the wind cause waves of water on the lake.
“Better now that I found you.” The seemingly flirtatious sentence was uttered in complete sincerity and seriousness that even Harry himself didn’t expect. The tip of his ears turned bright red in increasing embarrassment as you snapped your eyes to him, seeing an adorable blush spread rapidly across his cheeks, avoiding eye contact with you at all costs.
You hum, slamming the book shut. Harry was now staring straight ahead at the lake, as if there was something interesting in it, making amusement appear on your usually expressionless face. “Look at you blushing, Potter. So adorable.” You whispered the last part, almost teasingly, and he blushes even more.
“Well, you’re adorable as well.” Harry dares meeting your eyes. His heart bangs even more loudly in his chest after seeing the almost loving look in them, finding himself admiring you.
All playfulness leaves your face as you stare into each other’s eyes with a mirroring hint of adoration. You shift to lean back on one of your hand while the other rise to brush a hair out of Harry’s forehead, before cupping his cheek, admiring the way his emerald eyes sparked under the warm sunlight. This is your first time seeing his face close and having the time to focus on his features more; you knew Harry was attractive the moment you set eyes on him, but you realized he looked almost ethereal at this point, making your heart flutter.
“Your eyes are really captivating,” You muttered, barely audible but reached Harry’s ears nonetheless.
He chuckled breathlessly, “I got it from my mum.”
“She must’ve been such a wonderful woman then.”
Your thumb gently rubbed his cheek and Harry couldn’t help but lean to your touch and close his eyes. He’s been touch-deprived for long, being touched with care and gentleness made him weak in the knees easily. A coo escape from your lips; an unlikely sound for Slytherin to make. Before Harry could process what was happening, you had set aside your book and pulled him to your lap, settling him between your legs. Harry blinks, surprised.
“I’m seriously soft for you, Potter. Too adorable.” You sigh, burying your hand through his dark locks and softly scratching his scalp.
Getting over his initial shock, Harry relaxed and made himself comfortable, letting his body rest against yours as he laid his head on your chest. It worried him that you might hear his rapidly beating heart, but honestly couldn’t bring himself to care when you were being so generous, holding him, playing with his hair. If others were to see you and him like this, they would certainly assume it’s the end of the world for two rival houses to be cuddly with each other when they usually spit hatred.
Though, after meeting you, Harry had begun to believe not all Slytherins are bad — it’s just that people, including himself, unfairly stereotyped them as a bunch of evil-doers only because of the choices that older people from Slytherin made in the past, which the young Slytherins are definitely not in control of. There are questionable Slytherins like Malfoy and his goons, but they’re not a reason for others to start generalizing that all students from the snake house is evil.
Slowly and albeit hesitantly, Harry wraps his arms around your back and nuzzles your chest. You’re absolutely different from other Slytherin members, but he still found it odd that a Slytherin is this nice and affectionate, especially when you’re usually quiet and socially distant, preferring to be alone with slightest bit of annoyance directed at your fellow housemates.
Closing his eyes as sleepiness start to fall over his eyelids, the Chosen One wondered why you’re only doing this with and to him. He’s never seen you with anyone before, and when he did, you always maintained clear distance from them, as if they held contagious disease. It made him feel special in any way, but also confused.
“(Y/n)?”
His sleepy voice make you chuckle softly. “Hmm?”
“Why are you so affectionate with me?”
Your hand playing with his hair abruptly stops, and for a second Harry thought he made a mistake of mentioning it. However, relief floods him when you went back to massaging his scalp. “Isn’t it obvious, Potter?”
He shakes his head. Don’t want to assume.
Silence falls as you stop your hand again. Curiosity of your expression plaguing his mind, Harry opens his eyes and looks up without moving from his laying position — his breath almost stopping when he came across a very loving gaze staring at him like he was the entire universe. His heart swell as heat rushes to his cheeks. He attempted to hide his face by burying it on your chest, but you held him still, hand cupping his cheek once again.
You don’t even give him time to react before you captured his lips on yours, practically stealing Harry’s breath away. Just a gentle kiss on the lips, but enough to make his brain fuzzy.
Pulling away before he could reciprocate, you smiled. Not a forced one, but genuine and coming from the bottom of your heart. “Does that answer your question, Harry?”
Despite the fluttering of his heart and the urge to jump up and down in pure joy, Harry pouts. “Not enough.”
You chuckled. “I need to be persuasive then.”
Needless to say, you both missed the next class making out by the Black Lake and not caring about getting caught.
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Ron and Hermione were freaked out. The reason lies with Harry, who’s been in an awfully good mood the entire day to the point even Malfoy can’t get through him and he began noticing some good qualities in some of the Slytherin members. Don’t get them wrong, Harry being in a good mood is great because the boy deserves a day without constantly fighting for his life and feeling like everyone’s against him, but attempting to find the good qualities even in Malfoy? That’s when the two gets really concerned.
When lunch break comes around, Harry was still in a brilliant mood, smiling to himself because of whatever merlin knows. Ron and Hermione shares a look as they continue to eat, observing their best friend who began to look for you in the Slytherin table, his smile immediately widening after he sees you.
Hermione turns around just in time for you to look up from the foods and meet Harry’s eyes. Unexpectedly, a soft smile appears on your lips as you wave at him, not caring when your housemates see it. Harry chuckled, waving back, before you returned to eating your food in silence. The three of them witnessed Malfoy mutter something that caused you to roll your eyes and smack the back of his head with the book you were reading before.
“So,” Ron began after he and Hermione looked back at Harry. “Is there something you’re not telling us, ‘arry?”
The said boy only raised his eyebrows, unable to contain his grin.
“Come on, Harry!” Hermione urged.
Before anyone could respond, however, someone took a seat on the empty space beside Harry — turning their heads, they were surprised to see you there.
“Hello, love.” Harry almost melted at the pet name. You gave his best friends a polite smile, “Excuse him from your conversation for a moment, Hermione, Ron.”
“Of course, go ahead.” Neither of them could honestly deny a polite Slytherin no matter how much they want to.
“What is it?” Harry questioned, more than welcome to talk with you. However, you seem to have a different idea in mind as you leaned in without a word and captured his lips in a lingering kiss, hearing gasps erupt from multiple places — mainly Ron, Hermione, any Gryffindor who were wondering why a Slytherin paid Harry Potter a visit, Malfoy, his goons, and some other Slytherins who just happened to catch the moment. Few students from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had their mouths open in shock as well.
There was a smug look on your face when you pulled away, smirking at Malfoy who was previously babbling some nonsense that you couldn’t possibly like Potter and are probably just using him. By the looks of it, you had succeeded in proving the blonde ferret wrong.
“What was that for?” Harry asked breathlessly. You caught him off guard.
“Oh, nothing. Just proving to gits that Gryffindor and Slytherin are sometimes compatible if it’s with the right person.” You shrugged, resting an elbow on the table and putting your chin on the palm of your hand. “In short, I wanted to prove people wrong who says we can’t be together since you’re a Gryffindor as I am a Slytherin.”
“Wait, someone told you that?”
“Rumors of us being seen making out by the Black Lake travels fast,” You sipped on Harry’s pumpkin juice, which he didn’t mind even the slightest as he blushed, avoiding Ron’s and Hermione’s wide and intrigued eyes. “One little bird from Ravenclaw thought it’d be wise to practically squeal it in the hallways that the rumor’s impossible because of our houses rivalry.”
You snort, “As if we give a fuck about that.”
For the first time, Harry actually saw the Slytherin in you.
And he wasn’t going to complain, not when you’re not like any other.
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capriddle · 2 months
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I find it very interesting that Voldemort is often described with a soft tone of voice or with soft, delicate movements. I believe that this further emphasizes his being a Lord also and, above all, in his ways. He is elegant, calm and charming by nature, an excellent conversationalist (for example I think of the Goblet of Fire when he talks to Harry before the Death Eaters arrive). He's not a madman (at least not a total madman) like he appears in some scenes in the films and I really regret that they forced Raplh to play him this way, because he is phenomenal at playing calm but terrifying villains.
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marvel-snape-writes · 4 months
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I’m well aware I’m 10282927287 years behind but I’ve FINALLY got round to actually sitting down and watching Harry Potter for the first time in my life and naturally found something (or someone) to latch onto… and even more naturally as per fucking usual it’s the grumpiest, mysterious, older man…
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So, with all that being said, Snape smut incoming… 🤣
(NOW POSTED 😁)
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rosie-love98 · 8 months
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Concerning The Childhood Abuse Of Severus Snape:
Do you think Albus, Minerva, Horace or any of the Hogwarts staff knew about what Severus was going through at home? If they all did know, how do you think they've found out; through Lily's confessions, or Severus returning to the school with cuts, bruises, and black eyes?
Granted, in the 70's people did little to nothing when knowing a child was being abused. But, Albus and Minerva are Gryffindors who valued bravery and standing up for others. You'd think they (especially Minerva) would've send a howler or two to Eileen and Tobias.
Plus, Eileen was a Hogwarts student, herself; she would've known Albus, Minerva, Horace and the rest of the teachers. As a result, the Hogwarts staff would've been horrified to find their former student being with an abuser-Wizard or Muggle. While they would've been cross with how Eileen's been negligent of Severus, they would've still tried to help them get out of Tobias's grasps. Yet, Eileen, like many abuse victims, would refuse the help and stay with the abuser.
Rambling aside, but what do you think may've happened? And, come to think of it, do you think Lily and Petunia's parents tried to interfere too?
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mqybanks · 1 year
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HARD TO GET
-pairing; cedric diggory x gn! reader
-tw: none
-genre: fluff
-word count; 1.3k+
-bio: cedric has liked you for a while now, and you knew all too well that he did, so to make things a bit more interesting, you played hard to get
-notes; omg, its been so long since i’ve written for the hp fandom and its been so long since i’ve written on this acc, but im back! (and will try to post fics!) i suddenly have this obsession with cedric now lmao?? reader is a Hufflepuff btw!
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Cedric didn’t even try to hide the fact that he was staring at you. His grey eyes followed you as you strode past him, without batting an eye. He opened his mouth to say something, but by the time he could string a sentence together, you were long gone.
You couldn’t help but to stiffle a laugh as you turned a corner, towards your next class, Potions. 
Tough luck Diggory” You heard one of his friends snicker, but Cedric just shrugs, shoving his bag further up his shoulder, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that he was annoyed. But, being the gentleman he was, he didn’t say anything.
Entering Snape’s classroom, you sat down next to your friend, who had got here before you, saving you a seat. “Took you long enough to get here”
You roll your eyes, pulling out a piece of parchment and a quill. “Diggory was staring at me again” You say, deciding to ignore her words.
Sighing, she replies, “He is so obsessed with you” Pausing for a moment, before continuing, “Why can’t you just like, not ignore him? He’s hot, and this schools heartthrob, and he’s like, so in love with you”
You snort at her words, “Yeah, whatever, he’s not that hot, and he’s not my type” Every word you just spat from your mouth were lies. Cedric is hot, and he is your type, and you were, indeed, in love with him. But you just couldn’t admit that to yourself.
Cedric walks in the class, seeming to have gotten over from what happened in the hall just moments ago. Your eyes avert towards him, watching as he sits down a few rows next to you. Real smooth.
“He’s not my type my ass” Your friend mutters under her breath, “You’re a terrible liar, you know that?” You bring your eyes back towards the front of the classroom, where written on the chalk board is “ Amortentia Potions” You inwardly groan. Great way to set the mood.
“Silence!” Snapes voice drawls out, the classroom chatter dying down. He stares at us all for a moment, “Today we will be learning about Amortentia potion, you all learned this in your 5th year so I expect this to be a less... infuriating lesson”
He continues on, rambling on and on, sending glares towards students that weren’t writing his points down. You weren’t even half-listening to what Snape was saying until- “We will be making these potions in pairs, in hope that you won’t mess this up”
The chatter comes back, but is silenced almost immediately again when Snape says “I Will be picking partners” Groans and quite complains are heard across the room. Snape, who seemed to be unbothered by this, continues to read a list lazily.
Some kids groan when they hear who they’re partnered with, others quickly run towards their partners with smiles on their faces. You didn’t particularly care who you were with, as long as they didn’t make you do all the work.
“Y/n L/n and Cedric Diggory”
Shit. The odds weren’t in your favor today. 
From the corner of your eye, you could see Cedric grin. You didn’t know how to exactly feel.
“Guess we’re partners, huh?” Cedric pulls the chair next to you and sits down. Avoiding eve contact you reply “Yeah, guess so” 
Why am I... nervous?
Why am I sweating?
Oh Merlin, he's staring at me
Oh Merlin, his eyes are pretty
"Hello? Earth to Y/n?"
You snap your head toward him, “Are you like in another world or something?” he asks jokingly, giving you a smile. You took the time to notice the little crinkle in his eyes when he did that.
You scoff silently, "Shouldn't we be like working?" You ask, changing the subject "If I'm correct it says here that we need to gather... Ashwinder Eggs, Rose thorns, Peppermint, Powdered Moonstone, Pear dust and... rose petals?"
“Nope, Snape’s handing it out” He stops momentarily to Snape who was a few tables ahead of us, “Don’t think he trusts us with those ‘precious’ ingredients”
You raise an eyebrow, “I wonder why” Cedric lets out a short laugh.
“So...” He leans onto the table, tilting his head a bit, “So like, the Hogsmeade weekend is coming up, and I was wondering if yo-”
CLUNK
“Less talking, More working” Snape hisses, “If any of you spill this, you’re getting detention for a week” He continues, specifically looking at you, before heading towards the pair behind you two.
“As I was saying, I was wondering if you’d maybe want to.. uh... go to Hogsmeade with me?” He asks, he gives a shy smile, “But uh its ok if you don’t wanna, I can go with someone else...”
You pondered it for a moment. On one hand, you wanted to go with him, I mean, after all, you did have a... TINY crush on him, but on the contrary, you couldn’t let him know that you liked him! He was basically asking you out! And, you were curious about what would happen if you rejected him.
“Hmm..” You pretended to be deep in thought, “Sorry, I already promised my friend I’d go with him” You didn’t promise anyone you’d go to Hogsmeade- in fact, you were planning on staying back, but you wanted to see how this would play out.
“Oh?” He seemed disappointed, “Well, what about getting Butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks? Unless you’re already going with your... friend” His voice narrows at the end of the sentence.
“Maybe if I have the time, he said he wants to tell me something... special” You smirk, as you stir the cauldron 3 times clockwise, steam starting the pour out of it. A strong aroma surrounds you.
“Really? Well, I also have something special to tell you” He says back, a mix of annoyance in his voice that you’ve never heard before.
You snort, “Jealous much, Diggory?”
His face suddenly turns red, his eyes dropping to towards the table, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sound...”
“Jealous? Angry?”
He groans, “Yeah, Jealous... I suppose”
"Really? Thats new" You say, teasingly, adding the final ingredient, rose petals, into the potion. Due to it not looking nor smelling horrible, you considered it somewhat a success.
“What does it smell like to you?” he asks, looking genuinely curious. You sniff it, giving it a moment to settle in. It smells good...  an intoxicating kind of good, something that you can’t get enough of.
“Old books.. A hint of Vanilla, and uhm... butterscotch?”
“Really? Mine smells like... you” 
Oh.
Oh.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” He asks, a teasing smile plastered across his face. 
“What?! Y- No! Why would I- you’re hopeless Diggory!” You groan in frustration, you looked away, trying to hide your face, Merlin, it was probably as red as a tomatoe.
Snape stops the class, examining the potions, finding a flaw in every potion that he came across. Th eespecially quote on quote “atrocious” ones, he gave a sharp look too, growled a “see me after class” and moved on.
When he gets to your table, his eyes move from you- then to Cedric- then to the potion, gave a half-satisfied grunt, and left. That went better then you expected.
“Hopefully next class will be... better then this one” Snape says coldly, as he moves to the front, “Write 3 parchments of why Amortentia is highly dangerous and should not be used, that’ll be due by... lets see, on Monday. Class is dismissed”
Breathing a sigh of relief, you quickly grab your books, shoving them into your bag. You hadn’t even realized how long had passed, Cedric was too busy flirting with you.
“So... ” Cedric stops you before you’re able to get away, “Hogsmeade this weekend? Unless you’re...”
“I was kidding about that” 
“Oh? Oh really? So... is that a yes?” he asks, almost timidly.
“Yeah, I guess” As you entered into the crowded hallway, his grin bigger then before “I’ll see you soon, Diggory”
“Yeah, see you later Y/n”
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tagging some moots ! @lex-the-flex @clarrissanewt @remuslupininskirts @curseofaphrodite @artqueenjames @i-do-random-things-do-not-ask​ 
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kvtnisseverdeen · 2 years
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Will you stop eating? Your best friend is missing!
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darknixss · 4 months
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I think my comfort type characters are those who have suffered more than Jesuschrist
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stargazedmoony · 5 months
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peter: thank you for the plant, prongs!
james: that’s okay, pete. you just take good care of it
peter: of course! i will make sure to water it every day!
sirius: *under breath* you bought him a fake plant, didn’t you?
james: *also under breath* yes, but look how happy he is!
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fandomnsfw · 10 months
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My Blushing Red Head - Ronald Weasley x Reader
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Pairing: Ronald Weasley x Malfoy!Reader
Prompt: My love for Ron and the lack of Ron fics.
Warnings: SMUT, fist fights, swearing etc. my names fandomNSFW for a reason 🤣
Description: You transfer to Hogwarts in your 6th year but as a Malfoy people have expectations ones that you have no intention of filling. Especially when a certain red head catches your eye.
Beta is my lovely @lets-imagine-fanfics she edited two fics last night so a big thank you to her ❤️
ENJOY!!
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The tall red head ran around the corner coming in at an alarming rate, straight for the dining hall. A few people turned to stare at him as he finally skidded to a stop in front of his two friends panting like a mad man. Hermione raised her brow at him as he was trying to splutter out a sentence that didn’t make a lick of sense. Harry chuckled a little as he observed his best friends face which was as red as his hair. 
“W-We have a transfer!” Ron stuttered still trying to catch his breath. 
“I didn’t think that ever happened?” Harry frowned as his eyes flickered to Hermione who just shrugged like she hadn’t heard of it either. 
“They're a Malfoy!” Ron whisper yelled at his friend making their eyes widen. 
“Oh great. Just what we need, another Malfoy. Did you see them? What year?” Hermione asked curiously.
“Our year. Nah didn’t see ‘em, Snape found me eves dropping.” Ron huffed with a pout as he started shovelling food into his mouth.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the red-haired boy as he blatantly ignored her look of disgust. Harry turned towards the halls giant doors with wide eyes suddenly, nudging Ron harshly making him glare at the other boy before taking in his wide eyes and following his line of sight.
Ron’s eyes widened to match his friends as he finally saw what he was looking at. There stood a H/C haired girl dressed in a cropped white shirt, a short black pleated skirt, with over the knee socks. Her hair was curled and pinned half back out her face and she wore heeled black loafers that made her legs look long and way more sexy than anyone should look in a Hogwarts uniform, in Ron’s opinion at least.
The biggest shock was the fact that she was covered in Gryffindor colours. Her black socks had red and yellow stripes at the top as well as a little Gryffindor badge on the side of each sock, she wore the red and yellow satin tie that was cut a lot shorter than everyone else’s and when she finally turned her head Ron saw a cute little Gryffindor bow at the back of her pinned back hair.
“Blimey.” Ron muttered his face turning the same colour as his hair.
“She’s a Malfoy?” Harry asked in shock a his jaw dropped.
Just then Draco stood up from his place at the Slytherin table and made his way over to his apparent family member. Everyone watched intently as a sneer made its way to her face. Draco scoffed at something she said before giving her a shove and before anyone knew what was happening Ron was out his seat.
However, before Ron could intervene she picked up her heeled foot and slammed it down on Draco’s shiny shoe covered foot. He let out a massive scream of pain as he hopped up and down on his uninjured foot while at holding his potentially broken one. Ron burst out laugh as he finally took the courage to approach the girl.
Your P.O.V
“That was bloody brilliant. Ron Weasley.” A voice said behind you causing you to spin around to face a rather handsome red head. His hand was held out to you it greeting.
“Y/N Malfoy. I’ve heard of you, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. The tales of your adventures and battles are very popular amongst other witch and wizards schools.” You chuckled making Rons eyes widen as you took his hand and gave it a soft shake.
“They didn’t tell me how handsome you were though.” You added with a smug smirk on your face as Ron’s face turned bright red matching his gorgeous hair, his hand slipping from yours.
He opened his mouth to speak however nothing came out as he seemed to splutter for any kind of vocabulary. He chose to point at himself, looking mildly confused which made you grin from ear to ear. Adorable. That was the word floating around in your head as you giggle behind the sleeve of your robe.
“Cute.” You mumbled behind your raised hand.
“You’ll have to excuse Ron he appears to loose the ability to speak around any outspoken confident females.” A female voice snorted behind Ron making you glance around to see a petite girl with mousy brown hair in curls. She was smartly dressed but you instantly felt like she’d been the kind of girl you wanted as a friend.
“Hermione Granger, and this is Harry Potter.” Hermione added making you smile happily.
“It’s so nice to meet you.” You giggled as you glanced at Ron again, who had still yet to move.
“I apologise, it’s seems I broke him.” You added making Harry burst out laughing.
“Ron snap out of it man. What could she have possibly said that shocked you this much?” Harry snorted quietly to Ron but you heard it anyway.
“S-She called me handsome.” Ron whispered into Harry’s ear as you had began busying yourself with a conversation with your fellow witch.
“Snap out of it man. If a beautiful girl tells you that, you need to return the sentiment. Or ask her out for a butterbeer or something.” He huffed with an eye roll as he finally turned back towards you.
Your eyes flickered to him see him finally move his eyes meet yours getting momentarily lost in them until Harry jabbed his elbow into the side of his ribs. You rolled your lips in an attempt to suppress your smile. You rarely spoke to boys in general, when you were at Castelobruxo in Brazil you hated most of the boys there. And you were definitely never that confident but being near someone so shy and stuttering made you gain confidence you never thought you had. 
“I-I can show you around if you’d like…Or walk you to y-your first class. If you’d like me to, obviously. If not that’s okay too. Oh god stop talking Weasley.” He muttered that last part to himself, but you heard which caused you to giggle as you approached him with your head held high.
You stood directly next to him before gripping onto his bicep and looking up at him. He looked at you then his friends with wide eyes before looking back towards you with a dopey smile that made your heart skip a little. He’s so cute.
Instead of being a typical egotistical boy who puts his hands in his pockets, as if having you hanging there was just an accessory, he bent his arm and used his other hand to place it over yours. It was something you’d seen your grandmother and grandfather still do when they went for a walk.
“I’ll catch you later guys.” Ron mumbled as he shyly glanced down at you. 
“Okay lover boy.” Hermione snorted with a dramatic eye roll as she dragged a Harry back to the dining table.
Ron led you out the hall ignoring everyone who was staring at the bizarre sight of Ron with an unknown girl. Ron imagines most of them are likely wondering how he had the hot new girls attention already. He didn’t care though because your hand was so small and soft and it sent flutters spiralling in his abdomen making him flush a little.
“I-I’m sorry for being so inarticulate. You shocked me a little, when I think Malfoy I think Draco and Lucias. Plus, your absolutely far too attractive to be out in public.” He joked, clearly trying to attempt an air of confidence.
“Hmm, no, I hate both of them. Their evil bloody arseholes. So, what do you suggest then Mr Weasley? Would you lock me away and keep me all to yourself?” You giggled making him flush once again.
“Sounds like the best course of action.” He replied with a cheeky grin on his face.
“How forward. Maybe take a girl to dinner first, Mr Weasley.” You joked back making his cheeks flush again.
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“I think I’m in love, mate.” Ron sighed with a dazed look on his face as he watched you stir the potions carefully as Hermione added another ingredient to the cauldron. 
“She’s not even been here a week, Ronald, you’re such a sap.” Harry snorted making Ron pout as he leaned on his hand still staring at you dreamily.
“She’s gorgeous. If I don’t make my move now, she’ll be snatched up before her first weeks over.” Ron argued with a dopey grin on his face.
“Well how did it go the other day?” Harry asked absently as he read through the recipe.
After Ron had explained everything that had happened Harry stared at him with wide eyes before they flickered over to the girl they were discussing, who funnily enough was looking at Ron with her own loved up look.
“It’s sounds to me like the feelings mutual, mate.” Harry laughs as he flicks his head in your direction causing Ron to look over at you again. 
He instantly caught you staring at him which caused your cheeks to flush, which Ron could see even across the room. He shot you a panty melting grin before turning to Harry with a smug smirk on his face.
“Go over there and ask to borrow fairy wings. We need another one anyway since you disintegrated ours while at staring at Y/N.” Harry huffed with an amused smirk on his face.
Ron nodded in response before wandering over towards you and Hermione. You looked up at Ron with a soft smile as Hermione ignored him, concentrating on her potion. You, however, gave Ron your full attention.
“Do you have spare fairy wings, love?” He asked sweetly his husky voice making you flush again as you fluttered your lashes at him.
“Hmm that depends what do I get in return?” You flirted shamelessly as you stepped a little closer to the tall boy.
“Name your price, poppet.” He teased with grin on his face as he dipped down so he was at your eye level.
You glanced over to the front of the class to see Professor Slughorn busy helping another student so you quickly turn back to the red head and planted a soft kiss on his cheeks lingering there for a second before pulling away to see his brightly flushed face. 
“Here you go, darling.” You giggled as you passed him the jar with the leftover fairy wings in.
“Th-Thanks.” He stuttered before running back towards Harry.
You looked back at Hermione who was staring at you with a raised brow and her arms crossed. You gave her a sheepish grin before you went back to stirring the cauldron silently. Though she clearly wasn’t going to just let it go. 
“I can’t tell if you’ve got nerves of steel to go after someone you fancy so easily or you just enjoy teasing him.” She chuckled making you grin brightly.
“Can’t it be both? He’s cute when he gets all flustered. And he’s handsome all the time.” You replied easily making Hermione roll her eyes.
“Just don’t break his heart. Or I’ll hex you.” Hermione states rather seriously making you nod in understanding. 
The rest of potions classes went off without a hitch, occasionally you and Ron would meet eyes and send each other smiles but apart from that nothing else occurred. However, as you made your way out the class your dreadful cousin stopped you in your tracks his smug little face making you wish you could have any other last name. 
“I saw you cosying up to Weasel-bee in class. I thought even you’d have better taste as a Malfoy, Y/N.” Draco scoffed with his usual sneer on his face, making you narrow your eyes. 
“I'd much rather be a Weasley than a Malfoy.” You spat just as Hermione, Harry and Ron came up behind you. 
“You are a disgrace to the family name!” Draco snarled as he stepped closer toward you in a rather threatening manner. 
“So is your receding hair line, Draco, but let's not be rude hmm?” You hissed, a grin making it way to your face when you heard the friend group behind you laugh. 
“At least I’m not throwing myself on the first bloke to show you an ounce of attention. Sla-”
“Don’t finish that sentence, Malfoy!” Ron snapped as he stepped in front of you and pushed Draco away. 
“Oh no, let him finish Ron honestly, I dare him to call me a slag! Go on Draco.” You challenged as you moved around Ron clenching your fists.
“Slag.” Draco whispered with a smirk on his face. 
You immediately slapped him round the face with as much force as you could muster making your cousins head flick to the side at the impact. His eyes widened a little before they narrowed into a glare and he tried to return he sentiment. Ron saw it coming and grabbed Draco by the collar hoisting him off the ground and slamming him against the brick wall. 
A few students had begun to gather around making you roll your eyes. Vultures the lot of them, always looking for a fight to watch and cheer on. You grabbed Rons bicep and tried to pry him away but he was having none of it. 
“Stay away from her. You hear me, Malfoy?” Ron snarled as you stood on your tip toes to whisper into his ear. 
“It's okay, love. Let's go before you get in trouble. Please?” You whispered soothingly in his ear his attention instantly back on you as he released Malfoy letting him fall to the floor. 
You urged him to run as you saw Professor McGonagall looking over at the crowd with a suspicious gaze. He let you lead him all the way to the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Hermione following closely behind. Hermione muttered something about meeting Neville for herbology homework and Harry said he had a date with Ginny so both of them disappeared pretty quickly after that, leaving you and Ron alone in the common room. 
“I have something for you.” You state as you take out the iPod you’d been carrying all day.
You passed him the contraption taking in his confused face with a soft grin on your own. You showed him the earbuds placing one of them on his ear and the other in yours as he stared in amazement as music started playing into his ear. Atlas by Shannon Saunders began playing into both yours and Ron’s ear. He listened intently clearly trying to take in the lyrics as you tried to fight the urge to dance. You loved dancing it felt like you could easily lose yourself in music ignoring everything in a room. 
“Why are you giving me this?” He asked with a soft grin on his face. 
“Muggle music is one of my favourite things, their lyrics are quite relatable sometimes. I thought you might like to try it I have another iPod back home.” You chuckled as you swayed a little in your seat. 
“And is this song relatable for you?” He asked with a raised brow making you flush a little. 
“Hmm it may or may not remind me of someone I recently met.” You mumbled shyly making him grin down at you. 
“There's one difference though.” He stated seriously as he stared into your eyes intently. 
“What's that?” You asked curiously with furrowed brows. 
“I do see you.” He whispered as his eyes flickered to your lips. 
Suddenly Ron’s lips were pressed to yours in the softest yet most passionate kiss you’d ever experienced. His hands came up to cup your jaw as he tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, is tongue brushing against your bottom lip. You whimpered against his mouth as you happily opened your mouth to allow his tongue to intertwine with yours. You barely even registered the song change as Ron's hand slid under the edge of your cropped school shirt, brushing against your bare rib cage.  
You moved to straddle Ron’s lap, his lips never left yours as you situated yourself on his upper thighs, ripping out the earbuds from both your ears and throwing them somewhere on the couch. Your hand thread into his gorgeous shaggy red hair gripping it softly as you continued to kiss him with all the pent-up tension that had been building for the last few days. When he let out a husky moan the sound made you grind down on Ron’s member causing his hands to fly straight to your ass gripping it over your pleated skirt.
Then there was a cough behind the couch making you both freeze as you slowly pulled away from each others lips. You looked over Ron’s shoulder to see the twins stood there with matching smirks on their faces. Ron didn’t know who it was yet as his head was now buried in your neck, the tips of his ears peaking from under his hair were bright red. You giggled a little making Ron look up at you, his bright red face making you clench your thighs around his hips. 
“Having fun little brother?” George snickered making Ron groan now realising who it was.
“Bloody hell.” Ron mumbled as he proceeded to lift you off his lap like you weighed nothing before turn to his brother and throwing a pillow from the couch at them. 
“This is the common room, Ronald, hardly the place to be shagging your girlfriend.” Fred smirked making me roll my eyes. 
“Last I checked you two didn’t even go to school here anymore.” You sassed as you grabbed Ron’s hand and began pulling him behind you towards the boy’s  dormitory. 
“Feisty.” George chuckled as you ignored them in favour of smiling at Ron who seemed to forget his brother's presence as he stared into your eyes with a dopey grin. 
“Use protection!” Fred screamed making Ron snap out of his dazed expression once again. 
You ignored the boys and dragged him upstairs the second you closed the door to Ron’s, Harry’s, Neville’s, Seamus and Deans room you grabbed his tie pulling him with you as you backed up to your bed. He shocked you however by leaning down and grabbing the back of your thighs hoisting you up so your legs could wrap against his waist. 
You let out a girlish squeal as he threw you on the bed, quickly following after you whilst his hand slid up your bare thigh, placing a kiss just above your over the knee sock. You gasped at the feeling as you looked down at him with half lid eyes. 
“You’re so beautiful, love.” He mumbled against the inside of your thigh making you whine in need. 
“Ron.” You moaned as he nipped at the skin there.
“Sound so pretty when you say my name.” He groaned as his hand hovered over the side zip on your skirt.
“You sure? I don’t want you to feel like we have to. I’d be happy to wait, princess, maybe take you on a date or two first.” He whispered softly as he came up to look you in the eyes. The new nickname made your heart flutter in your chest as you pulled him in for another kiss. 
You moved your hands to his tie, quickly loosening it and dropping it at the side of your bed before you began working on his buttons. You took off your own tie as well throwing both his shirt and your tie off the bed where you had thrown his tie. This boy was the sweetest and that’s exactly the reason you had no problem giving him this part of yourself. Yes, you wanted to give your virginity to someone you loved deeply however you would rather it be with someone you trust to take care of you. Just because you weren’t in love with Ron didn’t mean you wouldn’t be one day. Right now, you knew you needed him and you’d never wanted to do this with anyone else. 
“I want to do this with you. I trust you.” You whispered against his lips before pulling away to see his reaction. 
“G’na take care of you, love.” Ron promised as his lips met yours once again in a heated kiss, his tongue caressing yours as he began unzipping your skirt. He pulled away from your lips to rid your body of the material before looking up at you as he began unbuttoning your shirt. His eyes looked in your as if searching for any regrets as you were finally left exposed. 
You had a dark red lace lingerie set on that you were internally grateful that you wore today. He glanced at the frilly lace with hooded eyes before meeting your eyes again. You bit down on your lower lip as he traced his index finger down the centre of your abdomen before gripping the waist line of your panties. He slowly pulled them down giving you yet another chance to back out but you just flushed shyly as he finally rid you of the red frills covering your wet heat. When he glanced down to see just how wet you were he let out a groan his fingers immediately dipping down to tease your clit. 
“R-Ron, please.” You begged as he teased near your soaking entrance with his finger.
“Okay, love.” He whispered soothingly as he finally gave you what you want. 
The second his finger pushes inside of you, you let out a quiet gasp pushing against him desperate for more friction. He quickly added a second finger and began thrust them inside of you at an agonisingly slow pace. You grabbed Ron’s other hand and brought it up to your mouth before speaking. 
“Don’t have to be so gentle, Ron.” You moaned as you took two fingers into your mouth and began licking and sucking on them causing his eyes to darken. 
“I don’t wanna hurt you, princess.” Ron growled as if he was trying to hold himself back. 
“I can fit 3 of mine in.” You giggled which quickly turned into a moan when he curled his fingers upwards making you see stars. 
“For the love of Merlin, Y/N, can’t tell me you touch yourself while I’m trying to take this slow.” Ron moaned with a flushed face as he buried his head in your lace covered breasts. 
“I did it this morning while thinking of you.” You whispered into his ear seductively. 
“Fuckin’ hell.” He moaned against your breasts as he began scissoring his finger to stretch you out a little more. 
Your moans filled the room as you felt yourself getting closer which seemed to spur Ron on, his other hand came down to massage your clit as he began fucking you roughly with his fingers. His lips leaving kisses and bites wherever he could. You whined and moaned his name over and over again as you finally tumbled over the edge. 
“M’Cummin’.” You moaned loudly as you clenched around his fingers. 
He watched your face in amazement as your whole body shook from pleasure. When your body twitched from slight sensitivity he finally pulled away and palmed himself through his boxers. You stared up at him slightly dazed as you pulled him down for dirty kiss. You reached down to move his hand and pull his hardened member out his boxers.
“Need you inside me.” You pleaded as you began pumping his cock up and down in your hand. Ron leaned over to his bedside draw and pulled out protection opening the packet and slid it on his member. 
You guided him between your legs and lined him up with your entrance as he looked into your eyes as if asking one last time if you were sure. Instead on a verbal response you grabbed his hips and pulled him forward causing his tip to push inside. He instantly groaned at the tightness of your heat, gripping your hips as he slowly pushed his length inside. 
When he reached your barrier, he cupped your face with one hand, his other supporting himself, and stared into your eyes making you feel like you were the most precious girl in the world. He finally pushed through the barrier causing you to gasp at the pain. 
“Shhh it’s okay, I got you, princess.” He whispered against your cheek as he placed kisses along your jawline and the corner of your lips. He happily waited whispering sweet words against your skin until you finally felt the pain fade enough for him to move. 
You experimentally bucked your hips up causing him to brush against your g-spot making you moan loudly. He let go of your cheek, his hand flying down to your hip as he began slowly thrusting in and out of your heat. You felt so full of him that you weren’t making coherent sentences, so instead you ran your hands down his bare back, your nails digging into the flesh softly which seemed to turn Ron on more than you’d of thought it would because he began fucking into you slightly faster and deeper. 
“F-Fuck. You feel so good, love.” He moaned brokenly as he brought you in for another heated kiss. 
“Harder, baby.” You whined against his lips before your tongue tangled with his. 
The new nickname made his cock pulse inside you and you knew to file that away for another day as he answered your request happily. He began pounding into you as his free hand leaving your hip so he could reach between you two, rubbing circles on your clit. You didn’t think you’d get to cum twice on your first time, but Ron didn’t seem to be letting up as he kept thrusting inside of you. 
He moved a little repositioning as he ramped straight into your g-spot repeatedly making your eyes roll back as you dug your nails into his back again, rather harshly this time. You couldn’t bring yourself to care as you felt another orgasm making its way to the surface. Fuck, he knew exactly what to do he stayed in that position as he circled your clit faster making you clench your thighs around his waist.  
“R-Ron.” You screamed as you finally felt yourself unravel once again. 
“That’s it princess, cum on my cock.” Ron groaned his uncharacteristic words made your orgasm more intense as your heat quivered around his cock. He immediately followed you growling your name before he sunk his teeth into the skin on your shoulder, his thrusts slowed down until they finally stopped. 
 You both lay there holding one another, panting heavily until Ron finally pulled back enough to look at you. His eyes were still half lidded but more because he was drained, you caressed his face gently as you placed a chaste kiss on his lips. You nudged your nose against his sweetly as he finally pulled out of you. He quickly tied the condom and threw it away before pulling up his boxers and passing you your panties. 
You picked up his shirt and threw it on over your lingerie as he laid down next to you pulling you into his arms, your head resting on his bare chest. His hands absently played with your hair as he stared at the ceiling quietly. 
“W-Was that okay?” He stuttered the confidence from before gone as the shy Ron you liked so much was back. 
“It was perfect, Ron. Not many girls get to cum their first time, let alone twice.” You giggled as you propped yourself up to look down at him. 
“Really?” He asked with a frown.
“Really. I’m guessing that wasn’t your first time.” You chuckled softly making his eyes widen. 
“I-It was.” Ron muttered with a red face. Your eyes widened as you tried to compose yourself letting out an awkward cough.  
“H-How?” You stuttered out as your jaw dropped. 
“I-I just paid attention to your reactions, I guess. Surprising cos Hermione thinks I’m the most clueless bastard there ever was.” He mumbled shyly with a small laugh making you chuckle a little. 
“You are one of a kind, Ronald Weasley. I’d be really happy if you’d be mine?” You asked nervously as you avoided his eyes, fearful he’d reject you even after you’d had sex. 
He cupped your cheek and made you look him in the eye his face serious suddenly, as his eyes flickered all over your face as if searching for something. After a few seconds he seemed to of found whatever he was looking for as his eyes widened in amazement. 
“Did you think I’d say no?” Ron asked softly as he placed a kiss on your forehead. 
“You’re bloody beautiful, smart, kind, confident and for some reason you seem to find ME fit and worth ya’ time. Of course, I wanna be your boyfriend, love.” He added sweetly making me flush a little. 
“You are fit. You've got these broad shoulders that make my knees weak, I could stare into your eyes forever they’re so gorgeous. Your hair is beyond sexy and I could run my hands through it all day, even when your angry you’re hot as hell. Then sometimes there these moments where you gain this confidence you rarely have and it's such a turn on.” You rambled his eyes widening to a comical size.
“Grab another condom.” Ron instructed shyly as he glanced down at his member which was once again hard. 
“You’re insatiable, Mr Weasley.” You giggled as you reached into his bedside draw to out another condom. 
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 You could here some commotion downstairs that had your eyes fluttering open in an attempt to figure out what all the fuss was about. You finally fully opened them and glanced around the room realising you’d fell asleep in Ron’s bed. 
“You know where she is don’t you?” Hermione voice screamed from the boys staircase making you frown a little.
“She’s fine.” Harry stated but you could hear Hermione shuffling around until Harry yelped in pain.
Suddenly the boy was pulled into his bedroom by Hermione who was happily dragging him by his ear. You glanced down at Ron who was still sleeping as you stood up out of the bed his shirt falling to past your ass.
She glanced at you with a raised brow as someone else came running up the stairs. You gave Hermione a smirk as Ginny came into view, that said you were happy with your current whereabouts.
“Oh my merlin! Ew!” Ginny screamed as she seemed to register you’d had sex with her brother.
“It was definitely not ew.” You smirked making Ginny gag as she left the room dragging Harry with her mumbling something about taking the memory out her head.
“Just get up! It’s almost breakfast and next time leave a note or something.” Hermione scolded making you nod in agreement before she left the room.
You crawled onto the bed with a mischievous grin as you began placing kisses on his chest. Ron immediately opened his eyes his face slightly red which let you know he’d been awake a while likely too shy to face all his friends. 
“Come on before Hermione comes back up to drag me out here in my undies.” You giggled softly as he nuzzled into your neck dragging you into his lap.
“Not bloody likely. No other boy’s are seeing you like this.” He grumbled with an angry pout on his face.
“Hate to break it to you but Harry just did.” You snorted as you climbed off his lap and began dressing in your uniform from yesterday.
“I’m wiping his memory.” Ron deadpanned making you laugh as you leant over the bed now full dressed and pulled him in for a quick kiss.
“Meet me downstairs.” You called as you ran downstairs.
You hurried to your room to dress in your weekend clothing which consisted of a plain white tank top, a pair of leggings and a pair of plain white nikes. You ran downstairs to see Ron already stood there in a maroon knitted jumper with an ‘R’ on the front and a pair of black jeans. He saw you and instantly frowned before taking off his jumper, leaving him in a long sleeved plain grey top, passing the jumper to you silently. You raised an eyebrow but took the offered clothing item looking at it in confusion. 
“It’s cold out there.” He muttered with slightly flushed cheeks. 
“What about you?” You pouted making him smile softly. 
“I’ll be fine my tops at least long sleeved.” He stated softly as you finally pulled the top over your head. It was massive on you, easily reaching your mid thighs, the arms falling past your fingertips as you looked at Ron, he looked rather please at you wearing his clothes.
“You look cute.” He chuckled as he slung his arm over your shoulder pulling you closer so he could press a kiss on your head. 
You both walked down to the great hall in silence just happy to be with one another. As you entered the giant room a few people looked at you and Ron, causing him to drop his arm which made you frown up at him with a sad gaze, making him instantly regret pulling away. He quickly pulled you back placing another kiss on your head as you both walked over to your friends.  However, before you got there you heard Draco and his friend snicker making you stop in your tracks. 
“Just leave it love, he’s not worth it.” Ron muttered softly as he pulled you away but as Ron turned away he must’ve heard Draco mutter something under his breath because he released you and dragged your cousin straight out his seat throwing him on the floor.
“What did you just say?” Ron screamed as he pointed down at Draco. 
“I said your girlfriend is a no good whor-”
Ron didn’t even let him finish his sentence as his fist came straight down across Draco’s face. Your eyes widened in shock as Harry ran over to try dragging Ron off the other boy, he wasn’t budging thought as he landed hit after hit on him, Draco not even having chance to fight back. You squat down next to Ron and grabbed his arm before speaking. 
“He’s had enough, baby.” You muttered softly making him look up at you as he finally dropped Draco. 
“Ronald Weasley, explain yourself this instant!” You heard Snape shout as he came striding into the great hall with an angry face. 
“It was my fault.” You stated instantly making Ron frown. 
“No, it wasn’t, it was his. He called Y/N a no-good whore, he deserved every bloody punch.” Ron huffed angrily as he took your hand in his, stroking the back of it with his thumb.
“Detention for a week. You too Mr Malfoy. You’re lucky you’re not getting expelled, Weasley.” Snape stated as he turned to you. 
“Thank you, Severus.” You chuckle making him look around awkwardly before exiting the hall. 
“He knows my mum. Mum claims he always had a soft spot for her in school.” You whispered to Ron making his eyes widen. 
“I didn’t even know Snape had friends. Let alone feelings.” He laughed as you both made you way to sit down. 
Well this first week had been eventful, you slapped your cousin, lost your virginity, got a boyfriend and then he beat up your cousin in your honour. I wonder what the rest of the year will hold. 
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Centuries before this Oxford library stood in for the library of Hogwarts, it was believed to be full of dangerous and magical books. I've spent many evenings poring over curious old volumes here *・゚✧
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lilbeanz · 1 year
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Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets - (2002)
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capriddle · 22 days
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I really like this photo from the photo shoot of the seventh film, because I think it shows Bellatrix and Narcissa quite well, showing the wilder and more cheeky side of one and the more composed and elegant one of the other. I really like the costumes chosen for them and probably the only really important change I would have made concerns Narcissa's hair (which from the books had to be blonde).
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marvel-snape-writes · 4 months
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(NOW POSTED 😁)
never in a million years did I think I would be sat here writing Snape smut but here we are 😵‍💫🤣
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not me crippling under the pressure of doing professor dilf vibes justice 🤣
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rosie-love98 · 5 months
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Snape And His Students:
Minerva McGonagall: Honestly, Severus, you're appalling when it comes to the Slytherins. You act as if they're the Golden Children!
Severus Snape: That is not true! Crabbe and Goyle are idiots, Penny Haywood was brilliant and Luna Lovegood's too confusing for her own good.
Minerva McGonagall: ..."Confusing"?
Severus Snape: Can we be certain her parents weren't hippies?
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gone2soon-rip · 6 months
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SIR MICHAEL GAMBON (1940-Died September 27th 2023,at 82,Pneumonia).Anglo-Irish actor forever remembered by millions of Harry Potter fans as Professor Albus Dumbledore,in the last 6 films of the Harry Potter film franchise.
Gambon started his acting career with Laurence Olivier as one of the original members of the Royal National Theatre. Over his six-decade-long career, he received three Olivier Awards, two Screen Actors Guild Awards, and four BAFTA Awards. In 1998, he was knighted by Queen Elizabeth II for services to drama.
Gambon appeared in many productions of works by William Shakespeare such as Othello, Hamlet, Macbeth and Coriolanus. Gambon was nominated for thirteen Olivier Awards, winning three times for A Chorus of Disapproval (1985), A View from the Bridge (1987), and Man of the Moment (1990). In 1997, Gambon made his Broadway debut in David Hare's Skylight, earning a Tony Award for Best Actor in a Play nomination.
Gambon made his film debut in Othello (1965). Other notable films include The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover (1989), The Wings of the Dove (1997), The Insider (1999), Gosford Park (2001), Amazing Grace (2006), The King's Speech (2010), Quartet (2012), and Victoria & Abdul (2017). Gambon also appeared in the Wes Anderson films The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (2004), and Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009). Gambon enhanced his stardom through his role of Albus Dumbledore in the Harry Potter film series from 2004 to 2011, replacing Richard Harris following his death in 2002.
For his work on television, he received four BAFTA Awards for The Singing Detective (1986), Wives and Daughters (1999), Longitude (2000), and Perfect Strangers (2001). He also received two Primetime Emmy Award nominations for Path to War (2002) and Emma (2009). Other notable projects include Cranford (2007) and The Casual Vacancy (2015). In 2017, he received the Irish Film & Television Academy Lifetime Achievement Award. In 2020, he was listed at No. 27 on The Irish Times' list of Ireland's greatest film actors.Michael Gambon - Wikipedia
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