#harry potter x reader fluff

[ginevrapng]

you're alone with james in his room, lying in his bed and playing with his hair while he's laying his head on you. you've always loved playing with his hair and he's always loved you playing with it, he finds it relaxing and his hair is so silky and soft.

one of the many perks of him being head boy is that he has a separate room so he doesn't have to dorm with people anymore. he doesn't think there's a problem with sharing a room with his friends but when you used to come up to his room to spend time with him someone else would always be there talking to you, stealing your attention. he could handle when remus or sirius brought people back for the night with simple silencing charms and closing of the curtains but it was a different story when he wanted to see only you and instead you included everyone in the conversations you were having, you might have even ended up on one of the others bed. he wanted you all to himself. now that he's head boy he's gotten his wish and he gets all your attention.

james is so comfortable he could fall asleep. with the combination of you playing with his messy hair, him getting to feel your warmth and your cute squishy tummy underneath his head, he's in heaven. there's no place he'd rather be than with you.

you can tell that james is close to falling asleep due to him starting to talk less and when he does he does it languidly. "mmph, you're so comfy and soft."

you giggle at that, " 'm glad to hear it jamie. y'know if you end up falling asleep i'll do the same."

as you say that you hear sirius swinging the door open, followed by remus and peter. james grumbles at the noise and turns his head away from the door so he's laying with his cheek pressed up against you and nuzzles you. "you should of knocked sirius," remus scolds him.

"oh, give over. it's not like they were doing anything," sirius retorts.

james grabs hold of your waist tightly, silently wishing for them to leave and him to be able to continue nearly falling asleep on you. "yeah sirius, next time knock." james' heart beats quickly and his breathing hitches. is this a confession? "we could of been talking shit about you or conspiring against you." james wants to feel let down that it's not a confession about how you might have been together in ways that would constitute a silencing charm and closing of curtains, but he can't, you're so cute, just so very you, he laughs and true smile appears on his face, where his eyes crinkle at the corners with cheeks raised high.

"you may have forgotten prongs, because obviously i so rudely interrupted you, but we've got a prank planned with snivellus right now," sirius looks at you both and smirks.

"i thought you've been more careful with your pranks recently guys. why are you pranking snape?" you sit up and look at them all.

"because, my dear, snivellus deserves it," sirius replies leaning against the wall. james narrows his eyes at the term of endearment sirius called you, it went unnoticed by you but sirius noticed and smirked again.

you roll your eyes at 'snivellus deserves it', snape always deserves it but james said he'd try and be more careful this year since he's been appointed head boy and remus is a prefect as well. they said if they're going to be pulling anymore pranks they'll be more discrete but you don't think it will be discrete with the way sirius is talking.

"it was james' idea actually," remus adds on.

james sits up and he comes to his own defence quickly, "he a thousand percent deserves it this time."

you cross your arms and look at him annoyance, "you're not going to tell me why this time are you?"

"no, but you'll have to believe me on this." you grab hold of his arm and pout before dramatically falling back on the bed. james grins again as he takes that as a yes and pulls you back up. "are you gonna stay here until after 'm back?"

you shake your head and shuffle closer to him, " it's getting late jamie, i'm going back to m' dorm."

he thought you'd say that but he also had hoped that you'd stay and he'd come back with you asleep in his bed. "alright love, see you tomorrow morning?"

you nod you head and kiss his cheek before getting up, "night everyone, night jamie. please try not to get into any trouble tonight."

"can't make any promises," sirius tells you before remus whacks his arm.

"we'll be fine," peter reassures you.

"yeah, i'll keep everyone in check," remus tells you.

they successfully carried out their prank that night without getting caught. that morning you see snape with bright pink hair and the marauders grinning brightly. james grins the most, payback for calling my best friend someone you wouldn't touch with a ten-foot broomstick when rosier asked if you liked her and were friends. like she'd ever, EVER want to be friends with you, like she'd ever, EVER even tolerate you.

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[dracoxsworld]

What Dating Harry Potter Would Be Like

Warnings: None! :)

A/N: We had one for Draco so we OBVIOUSLY needed one for Harry, also my Harry During Sex blurb is like, my most liked post soooo.

Click here for my masterlist

This man SPOILS you.

Like I mean SPOILS YOU.

Your first anniversary he got you a necklace with a diamond with a heart surrounding it.

I said he spoils you, duh.

Always holds your hand, it’s a must for him. Or, having your arms linked together.

Never fails to tell you how beautiful you are, usually tells you every morning.

“Good morning y/n, looking beautiful as ever.”

Ask Hermione to teach him how to braid so he can braid your hair for you.

Also asks to Hermione to teach him how to paint nails, because he wants to do that for you too.

Always must be Gryffindor colors, because obviously.

Date nights are a must, he plans them out so you don't even have to worry about it.

Always reminds you how much he loves you, every day, multiple times.

"You know how much I love you, right?" He'll ask you.

"Yes Harry," You reply. "You've told me three times since this morning."

Will give you multiple hoodies of his, because he doesn’t want you to ever run out.

You constantly have to fix his glasses for him, with a quick “Repairo”

He always give you massages, especially when you’re stressed.

He just. Loves you. So so much.

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[urwhorecrux]

hi leo! how r you? may i request dark!cedric being jealous? smut ending is a plus tho 😏😏😏 btw have a great day and thanks for reading this 💖

hii im doing okay, hbu? and yes ofc thank you <3

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ all yours - c.d

pairing. cedric diggory x fem!reader.

warnings. dark themes, smut, degrading names, dom/sub characters, oral, yandere themes, stalking, toxic behavior.

summary. just a blurb, fwb!cedric gets jealous watching you spend time fred, ending in a punishment, making you his.

a/n. little blurb ^_^ ignore how bad my yandere writing is.

Cedric believed the best way to approach being more than friends who fool- or approach an actual relationship with the girl he liked, was by keeping you as far away from Fred as he possibly could.

Now, as you lay across your bed, cedric grasping your thighs around his head, you knew exactly how you ended up here.

No one could argue that you spent as much time with Fred as you did Cedric, the only difference between them was that Cedric craved you more. After cedric noticed you taking an interest in Fred yet still fooling around with him-- he noticed something needed to change.

Thats why you're here- on cedric's tongue, screaming his name constantly almost every second.

He tightened your legs around his neck, grasping the soft skin around your thighs softly but firmly. His tongue continued nibbling at your wet cunt, dark eyes constantly looking up at your flushed, tired out face.

The day had started with him dragging you back to his dorm, establishing you weren't allowed to see Fred anymore- only him. He'd had a dirty dream the night before, after seeing how much of a desperate slut you could be for fred, he couldn't resist.

You weren't allowed to stop until cedric couldn't take it anymore. One of his favorite things in the world was your pussy, so the question was would he every really stop?

You'd already came on his tongue twice. The first one he made you ride his face, your wetness immediately gushing down his face by his fast tongue. The second, now he was painfully teasing you by dragging his tongue across your wet folds, praising you as he tastes every inch of you.

"Mm, you jus' taste so good sweetheart", he groaned, licking your juices around his lips.

"Ced- please..", you whined, voice barely stable, "Please just let me come, baby".

"Mhm, wrong, not yet", he grinned at you, smiling softly against your clit. "should've been good then baby, huh?" he cooed, inserting a finger inside you.

" 'M sorry please, please ced!"

"Mhmm i know baby, can't help but wanna see you spill all over again."

Moments after he nods allowing you to finally let go. Tears of pleasure began flowing down your face, a tight knot begging to form pressure in your stomach.

" I jus' want you all to myself baby', he whispered.

"I know I know, all yours only yours", you nodded.

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[qtssvnwoo]

Hurt-Ron Weasley

Description: Your relationship with Ron was seemingly going pretty well. You both were happy and all you needed was each other. But, Ron slowly grew more and more distant, without a reason why. And as more fights came, you slowly started to lose it.

A/N: I was actually so excited to get back to writing, so I have a new Ron fic for my angst loving babes.

Word count: 1.6K

Warnings: Mild language, not too excessive, might be structured weirdly cause i’m tired 

Part Two

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He was always there before. At the start of your relationship, Ron would be glued to your hip like a baby on a mothers side. He would be with you constantly, talking to you constantly etc etc. You felt like you were on cloud nine when you were with him, which was all the time. Ron never failed to make you smile, you were always laughing and giggling with him, like a little girl. You two were completely and utterly in love. But something changed.

Around the time of the yule ball, tensions got high between Ron and Harry. Ron accused Harry of butting his name in the goblet behind his back, while Harry claimed he did no such thing. You had no idea how such a silly thing could turn into tearing a trio in half, but it had. You had tried to be there for Ron, showing him love and kindness even if he was short and rude to you, you still held your kindness high up, hoping that Ron would see how he was acting towards you and change, but he never saw his fault, and never did change.

It wasn’t until the first fight you had with Ron that made you realize the dreaded truth. That Ron was not going to change anytime soon. 

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It was a cold winter day, and you loved it. You were at peace with the snow falling at your side, hands wrapped up in gloves and necked neatly covered in the red and gold scarf given to you by Ron. You listened as people laughed far off in the distance, but that did not bother you. You were content with sitting in the snow, watching the landscape and taking in your surroundings. 

Your harmony was unfortunately interrupted by a very angry Ronald Weasley stomping your way. You immediately knew that it was him when you heard the rough crunching of snow and whispers of incoherent curses coming from his mouth. You turned your head and were met with a bright red, and choleric, Weasley boy. 

Sighing to yourself, you turned your body around to face the grumpy ginger, and with a glare he stared at you back. 

“What's wrong Ron?” You purposely tried to add a milk and honey texture to your voice, to try and show him that you were trying to help him. Apparently, the message was not sent. Ron glared even harder at you, his frown growing deeper as he rolled his eyes at you and attempted to continue on his pity party journey. You stopped him once more by grabbing his arm, but he didn’t even let you get a word out before his top blew off and he was yelling at you. 

“Bloody Hell Y/N! Can’t you see I do NOT want to talk to you right now?” You were taken back by his sudden outburst, he never yelled at you like this, why now?

“Well Ron, I’m trying to help you. You look angry-”

“Yes I’m angry and you nagging me about why I'm angry isn’t helping.” 

“Nagging? Ron, I asked you one question.”

“A question I do not feel like answering.” 

You didn’t know what to say. You were astonished at the sudden cut-throat attitude of your once so sweet and pleasurable boyfriend. 

“God forbid I’m worried about you Ron, am I not allowed to worry about you?” Ron glared at you and took a step forward so you were face to face. You felt the heat of his anger burning off his cheeks and you knew the words about to come out of his mouth were not going to be pleasant ones.

“I don’t need someone worrying about me like I’m a little kid. Get off my back and leave me alone. Can you at least do that right?” 

You were frozen. Your words caught in your throat and choked you when you tried to talk. You felt a rush of several different emotions rush through you at once. Anger, sadness, confusion, all of them were racing through you. You looked at Ron’s eyes and searched for any sign of remorse, or hurt. Any sign that he possibly didn’t mean what he had said, but you found none. Nothing was behind his eyes except a blazing fire of anger.

You let him walk away. No words you could muster up would make him turn back and you knew that. You just stood there as you tried to comprehend what he would have meant. So many things ran through your mind as you felt your cheeks grow warm and your eyes start to weld up.

—--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ever since that day weeks ago, you hadn’t spoken to Ron. Just as he asked you. The yule ball was approaching and you didn’t know if you and Ron were going together or not. You told yourself that it was evident that he would ask you, or that you would just go together since you were his girlfriend, or, you at least thought it was evident. This was until you came across Ron asking a girl to go with him, to which he got rejected. You stood there puzzled, why hadn’t he asked you? You were his girlfriend. You listened as he complained to Harry about not being able to find a date, and this was your turning point.

You hurriedly stomped up to him and turned him around by a quick pull of the shoulder. He looked confused at first, his confusion was followed up by a swift and hard slap to the face. The slap echoed throughout the courtyard and people stopped to look at the origination of the sound, but you didn’t care.  You tried to stop yourself from crying as you stood there breathing heavily. 

“Bloody hell Y/N! What was that for?!”

“You, You Ronald Weasley are a complete ASSHOLE!” And with your harsh words you shoved him backwards, causing him to fall and stare up at you in wonder, wonder in what he could’ve possibly done to offend you.

“Mate, did you not ask her?” Was all Harry said before you turned yourself around and walked away? Tears stain your cheeks as you try to recollect your breathing.

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The yule ball came a week later, and still, Ron could barely even give you a glance. You were, nonetheless, trying to enjoy your night, you wouldn’t let some boy ruin your night. But, throughout the night, you couldn’t help but catch yourself staring at him. He was never looking at you, nor did he try. Of course, this made you sad but a lot of things Ron had done recently made you sad. 

You caught your eyes drifting over to Ron once more, and this time, he was glaring at someone. You followed his gaze and your eyes landed on Hermione and Krum dancing together. You looked back between Ron and Hermione and Krum. You couldn’t believe it. He was jealous of Krum. Rage engulfed you and you felt yourself once again crying. Your sudden rage had caused you to squeeze your glass a little too tight. The sound of breaking glass caused Ron to look over at you, and a couple people as well followed his gaze. You stared Ron down, the pain from your heart outnumbered the pain in your hand. You felt blood rush down your arm, a result of the glass cutting deep into your hand. 

You kept looking at Ron, and he kept looking at you. He saw the blood falling and decided it was best if he got up to check on you, but as he got closer you shook your head, repeatedly saying no as you tried to push him away. He was confused about this, and still advanced further. Your series of no’s got louder and louder until you shouted at him. The shout was lost in the music, and you looked at Ron with hateful eyes.

“Y/N, you’re hurt. Please let me take you to Madam Pomfrey.” His voice sounded so genuine, and for a second you thought he truly did care for you. He reached out his arms to hold your bleeding hand, but, just as you were about to give your hand to him, you caught him taking a quick glance over his shoulder, in the direction of Hermione and Krum. 

“NO. FUCK you, Ronald Weasley. FUCK you. I HATE YOU.” You walked backward, the words you were speaking were foreign to you, you had never told him you hated him, and you felt incredibly bad for it, but at the moment, it felt like it needed to be said. He looked hurt as he slowly put his hands down at his sides and stared at you in disbelief. 

“I wish I never dated you, Ronald Weasley. I hate you.” 

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You sat in your room, your hand still moderately bleeding through the cloth around it. You thought back on the words you had said to Ron. You knew you didn’t mean a word you said. But, seeing the way he stared at Hermione and Krum set you off. You could tell he wanted to be Krum, he wanted to be in his place. And the way he looked at Hermione? God, you had felt like he had ripped your heart out and laughed as he stomped on it. 

He had never looked at you like that, with such adoration, compassion, and with such love. The mere thought of this made you sob, your makeup running down your face as the moonlight hugged you in the red dress that you had gotten just for him. 

You planned on staying in your room all night, crying your guts out until you cried yourself dry and fell asleep. But, unexpectedly you heard a quiet voice saying your name, and a knock at the door.

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[blue-sadie]

A Bubbly Companion

Draco Malfoy x Harry's Sister Reader

Summary: sometimes he needs a bit of reminding he is good enough

Warning: short

2nd person pov

You, yn Potter, Harry Potter's younger sister, were a Hufflepuff at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, known for your infectious happiness and bubbling personality, you were adored by everyone around you.

On this particular day, a feeling in your gut led you to Draco Malfoy's dormitory, where you found him in a state of despair.

You knocked lightly on the door, and when there was no response, you cautiously entered. To your surprise, Draco was sitting on his bed, with tears streaming down his face.

His usual facade of arrogance was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a vulnerability that tugged at your heartstrings.

"Draco," you called softly, stepping closer. "I thought I heard something. Are you alright?"

Draco looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and sadness. His usual snarkiness was replaced by a flicker of vulnerability. "What are you doing here, yn?" he growled, trying to mask his anguish.

Ignoring his question, you walked towards him, your eyes full of concern. You sat down beside Draco, determined not to let his icy demeanor push you away. "Draco, it's okay. You don't have to put on a mask with me. I'm here for you," you said, your voice filled with genuine compassion.

Draco's lip trembled, and a shaky breath escaped his lips. "You don't understand, yn I'm not a good person. I don't deserve someone like you," he muttered, his voice barely a whisper.

You reached out and gently placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "That's not true, Draco. I see beyond the mask you wear. I see someone who's hurting, someone who's struggling to find his place. You deserve happiness just as much as anyone else."

Draco's eyes met yours, searching for any sign of deception. All he found was sincerity. "But everything I've done, the choices I've made... I've hurt people, yn" he admitted, his voice filled with regret.

You grabbed Draco's hand firmly, knowing that your support was what he needed in that moment. "We all make mistakes, Draco. The important thing is to learn from them and try to become a better person. You still have time to change, to make amends and find

"Your the only thing that keeps me here the only person that makes me feel like I'm good enough"

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[moon-witchs-world]

Dress - Harry J. Potter

I don’t want you like a best friend. Only bought this dress so you could take it off.

Harry J. Potter x Fem!reader

~1,1K words Summary: After defeating Lord Voldemort Harry Potter wants nothing more than to be happy. To have an easy, simple life. Be boring for a while. Things have changed. The golden trio becomes a loved-up duo and leaves Harry spending more time by himself than he likes. Things with Ginny Weasley just didn’t work out, both of them have changed and they have gone their separate ways. He spends more and more time with you, his best friend and decides to ask you to be his plus one at Ron and Hermione’s wedding. 

Author’s note: this is pure, sickly sweet fluff inspired by the TS song Dress. Hope you enjoy, please leave me a comment or reblog, it makes my day! 

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It would make me so happy to go to R&H’s  wedding together. Will you go with me?,’ Harry had written to you a few weeks earlier. You had written your reply with shaking hands.  I would love to, Harry. 

And so there you were on a sunny Spring day wearing a flowy, fairytale like dress that complemented all your curves, waiting for Harry Potter. 

Ron and Hermione were getting married today and you were beyond excited. You loved weddings. Adored them. There was something so magical and promising about two people dressed up to the nines, in front of all their loved ones, making vows that would last a lifetime. It was even more special when the people getting married were two of your best friends. 

You met Harry, Ron and Hermione when you were just eleven on your first day at Hogwarts. Being muggle born you didn’t know anyone who went to Hogwarts and you were so anxious. The trio was kind to you and accepted you into their little friend group. After the Wizarding War you remained closest to Harry. Ron and Hermione had finally confessed their love to each other and were making up for lost time by never leaving each other’s company or their home for that matter. 

During those post-war years you and Harry grew closer than ever and spent a lot of time together. He was the best friend anyone could ask for, but lately your feelings for him changed. You had fallen for the Chosen one. The man with the lightning shaped scar on his forehead and the fierce green eyes. The kind wizard who was seemingly unaware of the magnetic power he had on you. 

And then he asked you to go to the wedding together. Maybe he meant it just as friends, but you felt hopeful. Maybe today you were finally going to be brave enough to confess your feelings. 

You arrived before Harry did and had some time to take in the beautiful scenery. The wedding would take place outside, in the idyllic backyard of Bill and Fleur’s Shell Cottage. There were wildflowers everywhere and champagne flutes floated through the air. You grabbed one and took a sip. Maybe a bit of liquid courage was exactly what you needed. 

A faint pop behind you startled you and when you turned around you felt a mixture of comfort and anxiety when you saw Harry Potter had appeared behind you. 

‘Forgive me for being late. You look absolutely gorgeous,’ he said after pressing a kiss on your cheek. You hoped he didn’t notice you blushing just a little. When you replied, he was still staring at you.

‘No problem, I only just arrived. You look very handsome as well, Harry,’ you answered. His dark green dress robes made his eyes pop even more and his hair wasn't as messy as usual. You liked his messy, raven coloured hair that never seemed to want to behave in a certain way and you had to resist the urge to run your hands through his hair to mess it up a bit more. 

‘Please, everyone, take your seats. The ceremony is about to begin!’ Mrs. Weasley said rather agitated and you and Harry both went and took a seat at the front. 

The ceremony was intimate and beautiful. You were sure Ron had had a bit too much to drink before, he slurred his words a bit during his vows and his posture was a bit unsteady. Hermione looked radiant, even more beautiful than on a normal day. 

Maybe it was wishful thinking, but you thought you felt Harry’s eyes wander to you at least a couple of times during the ceremony. You were very aware of your upper legs touching ever so slightly and when you wiped away a few happy tears, he squeezed your hand softly. 

When Ron and Hermione were officially husband and wife and the newlyweds were sharing a passionate kiss, everyone got up and cheered. 

‘Let’s celebrate!’ Ron yelled enthusiastically. The chairs were magicked away which made space for a dancefloor. Harry took your hands and the both of you started to dance. You let him lead you over the dancefloor, never breaking eye contact for longer than a few seconds. After a while you two decided it was time to take a break and have a drink. Harry took two glasses of champagne from one of the floating trays and gave you one. You stood there in silence for a moment, looking at Ron and Hermione, locked into a tight embrace in the center of the dancefloor. 

‘You’re my best friend. I’m glad we’re here together,’ Harry suddenly said with a beaming smile. You had always been proud to call someone as kind and authentic as Harry Potter your best friend, but now the words hurt you. They felt empty. Not anything close to what you actually felt for him. 

‘I don’t want to be your best friend,’ you heard yourself say. His eyes widened in confusion and a few wrinkles appeared on his forehead as he frowned. 

‘Well, I mean, I like being your best friend. But I want to be more,’ you said so quietly it was no more than a whisper. Harry grabbed your hand and leaned in a bit. 

‘Well, to be honest, I didn’t ask you to come with me as a friend,’ he said with a slight flush on his cheeks. You looked at him in disbelief. Could it be? Could your feelings for Harry be mutual?

‘Is it weird to ask you to be my girlfriend at our best friends’ wedding?’ You giggled. 

‘I don’t know, maybe you should try it.’ 

Harry took a deep breath, straightened his back and took both your hands in his, in a way very similar to the way Ron and Hermione had stood before them not too long ago. 

‘My lovely best friend. Would you mind if I started to call you my girlfriend from now on?’ 

‘That would make me very happy,’ you answered. Harry looked relieved and then came a bit closer. His face was just inches away from you. 

‘I guess that since you’re my girlfriend now, I finally get to kiss you.’

‘I guess you’re right,’ you said with a smile on your face. He leaned in and pressed his lips on yours. Even though you had fantasized about this moment for so long, it was way better in reality. His lips were softer than you could have imagined and the touch of them woke a million butterflies that had been sleeping in your stomach.  

‘Okay, now let’s go and find a place where I can take off that dress. It’s absolutely gorgeous, but I think I like what’s underneath it even more,’ he said with a mischievous smile. 

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[amber-michaelson]

Jealous Stares

Part 5

Series MasterList

Summary:

Added/Edited Characters

Read At Own Risk

Warning:

Yn pov

I laughed as me and pansy made our way into the courtyard "are we going to meet at the library tonight" she asked I nodded eagerly "yea I need to study for my potions test tomorrow professor Snape would not like me to fail again" I giggled nervously as I looked around the courtyard a certain someone catching my gaze "I'll see you later pans" I smiled before heading over to him "hey Cedric" I murmured waving ti him "by guys" he said to his friends as he made his way to me "hey you" he whispered wrapping his arm around my shoulders as we walked down the hallway "what class do you have next" he questioned "care of magical creatures, what about you" I murmured glancing up at him "free period I'll probably just study in the common room" he said squeezing me tighter as afew passing students gawked at the both of us "come on I'm gonna be late" I murmured softly as we quickened our pace we continued our way down to Hagrids cottage in silence "I told you they were soulmates" Clara squealed and pulled venellope away before I could protest "sorry about them" I whispered and shrugged off his arm "I don't mind it yn" he grinned putting his hands into his pockets "I'll catch you later" he winked before heading off "see you later Cedric" I jumped as Clara and venellope shouted as they appeared beside me "don't do that" I murmured and lightly punched them but they just started gushing about drama they heard but I smiled as I saw mattheo watching from afew as he leaned onto a tree I waved slightly and nervously looked away as he winked at me 'Slytherins aren't so bad'.

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"Hey mattheo" I smiled as I walked past him to go back up to the hall for lunch "hey princess" he smirked and walked along side me "how's your day been" he asked sticking a red lollipop into his mouth "it's been good yours" I murmured "nothing to complain about princess" he grinned as we made our way into the hallway "mattheo" I turned to the girl who called out to him "I'll catch you later princess" he said and was about to walk away but I pulled him to me and took his lollipop out and put it into my mouth "catch you later" I winked and glanced at the girl who now was staring at me with jealous 'such jealous stares'.

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[siriuslydimwitted]

A/N: It was pretty boring for me, but uh anyway, this is a part of @/rcwenaclaw’s 1.5k writing challenge, it’s Soulmate AU

Warning(s): bold Harry || Bad English || (tell me if I missed something)

Reader’s gender is unidentified (gender-neutral)

Written in 2nd Person POV

Word Count: 1.5k

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Eleven years old Harry doesn’t believe in soulmates, Living in a cruel world pushed him to where soulmates are rubbish

Yet, seeing the number zero composed on his wrist, he appeared to get confounded. The day he turned ten, his wrist burn like somebody was cutting deep through it, when he fluttered his eyes open he saw a number zero on his bleeding wrist

He attempted to see whether his uncle and aunt have one, he even looked at his cousin’s wrist yet he didn’t see anything

Rescued by Hagrid and finding that he is a wizard at eleven years old, he let out a soothed sigh the second he arrived at the train station

The only problem is, he had no clue about where is the platform 9 ¾ until he saw a group of red-heads with a similar cart he’s pushing

He needed to asked where is the platform yet his eyes were met with shining eyes of yours

You’re not quite the same as the redheads he got a sight of, the first time when he ventured inside the train station. You’re not like one of them, however, a ginger freckled young girl is holding your hands

After arriving at Hogwarts, Harry was so astounded by the atmosphere and he didn’t see that the zero on his wrist went to a straight line

Frankly, soulmates for him is rubbish so he doesn’t attempt to look at his skinny wrist to check on the off chance that he had met his

First-year at Hogwarts was chaotic for Harry, an eleven years old battling the dark lord appears to be abnormal however he did it. Nothing is typical with regards to the Chosen One

Second-year was somewhat unexpected when he met another friend, a house-elf. However, he doesn’t actually think if he’s actually a friend

Twelve years of age Harry at the Burrow saw Ron’s wrist and the number he got composed on his wrist is fifteen, it got him inquisitive, and took a look at his

The moment he took a gander at his wrist, you and Ginny race down to the kitchen, Harry saw his wrist’s number shifted to number two

He swears he saw you arrived first, but he is not sure if it’s you or Ginny. You sat beside Ron as Harry’s emerald eyes is still looking at Ginny’s brown ones

Since you and your parents move to Ottery St. Catchpole, you have been close to Ginny. Her parents and yours are saying that the two of you were practically twins

Sharing that both of you catch an interest to the scar-head boy, the two of you promise to each other the no hard feelings if one of them got chose by Harry

You agreed, thinking that he is the one you’re looking for. As a kid, you saw your parents loved each other so much, you really wanted to meet your soulmate as soon as possible. Seeing how love around your parents is strong.

The smile painted all over your face when you saw your one moved to two, however, you don’t have the foggiest idea when did that thing occur

Your and Ginny’s first year at Hogwarts is not what you wanted, Ginny’s attention turned to a diary. Instead of hanging out, she was busy writing and scribbling things on the diary

But the good thing is you can see your number increase when you got to Hogwarts

Excited to meet your soulmate, every minute you’re looking at your wrist every time you passed on someone

Thirteen years old Harry forgot about the soulmate thing, he just focused on his adventure every year and doesn’t have time for that ‘rubbish’

Though, he’s always taking a glance at his wrist every time he passed Ginny. You and Ginny were attached to the hip, which makes it hard for Harry to identify who is his soulmate. Not that he cares

“You think Ginny’s my soulmate?” Harry and Hermione traveled time and hiding behind the large rock when Harry blurted out

“no time for that, Harry” annoyance painted on Hermione’s face, eyebrows knitted whilst she’s focusing

You can admit it, it’s not crushing, right? You don’t have a crush on the Chosen One, you love him. You tried to stop the feelings because you believe in yourself that Harry is not the one for you, he’s not the reason why the number on your hands is shifting

“do you know who your soulmate is?” out of the blue, you spoke to Ginny

“Yeah!” Ginny said, dust pink is showing on her cheeks and her eyes were lit up, she’s also fidgeting her hands on the hem of her knitted jumper “but I don’t want to tell him” She pointed lazily at Dean Thomas who was talking at Seamus animatedly

“How did you know?” You asked Ginny, furrowing. After seconds, she spoke

“It’s an accident, actually, I was looking at my wrist in the middle of the hallway then it shifted, he’s the only one in there with me,” Ginny explained avoiding your gaze

You just nodded accordingly, If Ginny’s soulmate is Dean Thomas then who is Harry Potter’s soulmate?

Fourteen years old Harry got a little bit interested in his soulmate since he heard that there will be a Yule Ball coming. As Harry grew older, he’s become more and more interested in the number carved on his wrist

Sometimes, he’s asking himself what is love, but with every glance at his arm he’s taking, he’s answering his own question. Maybe love is a mystery, A mystery wherein you need a patient to taste the lifetime happiness

The scar-head boy is catching a bit of feeling for you, but he knows it’s forbidden. He knows he must love his soulmate

It wasn’t really hard to fall in love with you, It’s actually hard to stop his feelings for you while thinking that someday he will watch you marry your soulmate. That’s not him

You ended up taking George to the Yule Ball, but his eyes lingered on someone else, so do you

There are only a few people who believe in fifteen years old Harry, you’re one of them. You join Dumbledore’s Army because you wanted to fight back

Harry still believe that one of you and Ginny is his soulmate, but watching Ginny being close with Dean Thomas, he’s doubting that she is his soulmate

Until he saw her kissing Dean, but his wrist doesn’t move the count. Now he’s sure that you (maybe) is his soulmate

You were the only one who comforts him at the moment Sirius Black died, he wasn’t even sure that you’re his soulmate (even if it’s obvious), but he was sure that he is in love with you

five years of waiting, your soulmate is nowhere to find, looking at your wrist it’s nearing one-hundred

Sixteen years old Harry is now eager to find his soulmate, his theory is leading him to you, but his heart is stopping him from believing

Being poor in Potions, you decided to assist Professor Slughorn. You were there in all his classes, monitoring students if they’re doing well

“Ahh, Harry my boy I’m beginning to worry,” you heard the name of the person that can stop your world at the sight of him

Finally, you look at your wrist as you watch the number shifted to ninety-nine. Is it Ron? or Harry?

hidden from your knowledge, Harry was looking at his wrist too “my soulmate’s here, mate” he whispered to Ron

“where?” Ron whispered back looking around as Harry shrugged his shoulder absentmindedly

Harry got a plan to make sure that it was you, his real soulmate. Writing on a piece of paper and send it to you via someone else’s owl telling you to meet him at the Quidditch Pitch

You hesitate at first but you decided to come. Harry was looking at his wrist the whole time, sitting on one of the benches

The number slowly shifted to a hundredth “hey!” he heard you, he lifted his face to face you

His eyes were looking at the windows of your soul “h-hi” he stuttered

“you’re waiting for someone?” you asked him sitting beside him, putting your hands on the top of your lap as he nodded lazily

“you,” He said softly, his eyes were happy but his face is hiding it “you’re my-“

“-soulmate, yeah!” you cut him off but you got astonished when you felt a hand cupping your jaw, your lips are touching his soft ones. Your eyes were wide open but you slowly closed them when his lips begin to move softly begging you to reciprocate

You obliged, moving your lips. Is this the lifetime happiness Harry was yearning for? Definitely!

He felt something flipped inside his stomach while your hands are traveling around his messy black hair

You pull away from each other smiling “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time” you said panting still holding the back of his neck softly

“so… do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?” He asked holding both of your cheeks as you nodded and your forehead is still resting on his

BONUS:

You didn’t know that someone is watching you and Harry from afar

“I told you!” said Ron as Ginny handed a galleon to him

“shut up, will you!”

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #weasley twins #harry potter x reader fluff #harry potter soulmate au #harry potter x reader #harry potter x y/n #harry potter x you #ginny weasley #ron weasley #weasley

[hogsmeadcafe]

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐱 𝐘/𝐍

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Ron being an asshole

Unspoken Affections

Title: Unspoken Affections

Fred Weasley felt a peculiar tug in his heart whenever he saw Y/N, a Slytherin whose mere presence lit up the dim corridors of Hogwarts. Yet, he couldn't muster the courage to confess his feelings, haunted by the fear of disappointing his family, especially his siblings. Over the winter break, Fred's melancholy grew as he witnessed each of his siblings happily entangled in romance. He confided in his parents, who, instead of reproaching him, offered understanding and support. Molly, though concerned, urged Fred to bring Y/N to the Burrow for Christmas, hoping the festive cheer would alleviate his despondency. As Y/N stepped into the warmth of the Burrow, Fred's heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. However, his hopes were soon overshadowed by tension when Ron, his usually jovial brother, made disparaging remarks about Slytherins, insinuating ties to dark magic and blood purity. Y/N, visibly uncomfortable, struggled to maintain composure as Ron's words pierced through the jovial atmosphere. Unable to bear the injustice, Molly Weasley's patience snapped like a taut string. With a stern voice, she reprimanded Ron, her words echoing in the room with a force that silenced everyone. "Foolish boy, judging others based on outdated prejudices! Love knows no house, no blood status. It's time you learn to respect others, Ronald Weasley!" Fred's heart swelled with gratitude towards his mother's unwavering support. In that moment, he realized that love transcended boundaries, and he vowed to cherish every moment with Y/N, regardless of what others might say. And as the Christmas festivities resumed, Fred found solace in knowing that his family, flawed yet loving, would always stand by his side.

A/N: I hope you liked it ! It’s my first ever fanfic tell me if there’s any mistakes ! (also i’m a english major so im so sorry if i used big words!!)

#fred weasely x y/n #fred weasley #fred wealsey fic #harry potter x reader fluff #hp angst #weasley family

[bchanslvr]

hey! can i please request some fluff with harry potter? it can be anything you want! 💘

strawberry shortcake [hp x fem!reader]

word count — 2k (2, 954)

warnings — kissing, anxiety? overal no warnings

summary — you get a bad score and your loving boyfriend comes to the rescue to comfort you.

a/n — thank you for the request!! i couldn't think of an idea so i just came up with one from my own life. basically i had this test that i failed so my math grade from a b to a d.. and so i thought why not just use that and your request to create a fluffy harry x reader where he comforts the reader after a bad grade. i hope you enjoy. also i think i'd like to start writing on here again. and i swear i'll actually do ideas that you guys send me so please send any interesting ideas for me to do. also i tried to check for all grammar errors but im only human after all <3

you felt like your eyes were going to bulge out of your head when you saw your history of magic score. god save me, you thought.

you were stupid. you had a week to study, yet like you always do, you procrastinated and studied for 15 minutes before going to sleep.

and of course the material didn't stick in your head, so you got a poor score on the test. gosh not even poor, it was a tragedy. 13/45? come on. your grade was going to be a disaster. especially so close to break and finals. what were you going to do about it?

your mind was racing a million miles per hour thinking of anything that can help, but you kept running into obstacles.

how about i go during my free time for tutoring? you thought. yes that'll be great! oh wait. i need to go on my plant in herbology. scratch that. how about i beg for a retake? oh who am i kidding? he hates me he'll never let me re-take. maybe i can tell him a sob story, and then he'll have to be sympathetic and help in some way. i know he doesn't do extra credit but-

"hey y/n" harry said walking over to you with his messanger bag in hand.

you stood there frozen for a minute before looking up to say "oh.. hi harry..".

and well, harry could be oblivious sometimes. well, most of the time, but he saw the apathetic look on your face, and he just knew something was wrong. he was smart enough to know he couldn't ask you head on so he said,

"listen, y/n, i see something bothering you, so do you think you would want to go to hosmead after school with me to help you feel better? after all that's what i'm hear for" harry said.

"um... well... i... oh, forget it; yes, I'll come. meet me near the willow tree at 5 and we'll head there. maybe it will clear my mind. thank you again, harry," you said with a wide grin because at least you had someone who cared about you.

"no problem sugar, try to keep your head up till the rest of the day. ill see you later!!" harry said before winking at you and leaving the classroom.

you simply smiled back at him and began packing up your stuff to head out to your next class which was at the oppostie of the end of the school so you had to hurry before you were late.

the rest of the day passed by in such a blur. you didn't pay attention in any of your classes and just sat there in your seat like a statue. you almost ended up falling asleep in charms, but your partner bumped your elbow in time before professor flitchwick came by your seat and harassed you.

you couldn't wait to go to hogsmead with harry. you were having a terrible week, so you really needed this.

so you got to your dorm, did the usual stuff. put away your things, took a long shower, spent more than 10 minutes figuring out what you were going to wear, and just barely ran to the tree on time.

lucky for you, harry was just arriving as well, so you weren't late.

"hi sweetheart! im glad you made it" harry said after giving you a peck kiss on your cheek.

you felt your cheeks heat up, and pshh, whatttt that's just because of how cold it is outside since it's the beginning of november. totally not because of harry's gesture.

you still couldn't believe you scored with the pride of the school. everything that happened between meeting him and dating him was golden. you once believed that love would be black and white, but it's golden.

anyways you need to stop going back to the past and try to stay in the present more.

".. so i was just thinking we'd hit up the leaky cauldron and get a drink and then we can go anywhere you like. like if you have any errands to run. we could do that."

you smiled at him and said, "yes, butterbeer sounds great. "

he smiled back at you and intertwined his fingers with yours.

you tightened your grip on his hand, and smiled to yourself. walking hand in hand to hogsmead.

you guys window shopped until you got to the leaky cauldron. harry being close with the bartender, got to get booth seats and two butterbeers for free cause it was "long over due".

you sat opposite of each other. playing tootsie and giggling at each other's stories about random things like first years.

you stayed there until your drinks were long over, and you guys just talked about whats going on in your lives.

and all too soon it started getting darker, so you had to start leaving. harry gave the bartender a big tip after he once again intertwined his fingers with yours.

you arms swang together as you shuffled closer to stay warm.

kicking the snow on the ground and living carefree.

walking and talking all the way till he reached your dorm door.

 "so.. this is it for today. tomorrow we can go somewhere else, okay? so i guess it's good night love, sleep well-" he started before being interrupted.

"but i want you to stay!" you said, pouting.

"what?" he said, confused.

"yes, harry you heard me, i want you to stay." you said adamentally.

"but what about the enchantments?" he asked.

"oh don't worry hermione got those removed for all of us a long long time ago when she started dating ron"

"your kidding. you absolutey joking with me right?" he said looking ludocrus.

"no honey, im being 100% serious right now" you said smirking at his dumb expression. 

"and nobody told me???? i wanted to sleep next to you the entire time, but i though the enchantments were going to block me. why didn't you say anything?" he said, now being the one who was pouting.

"i don't know why my love. and i'm so sorry; can we cuddle now?" you asked. eye lashes fluttering at him so pretty he just had to give in.

"oh alright, i forgive you" he said smiling.

"yay!" you said as you dragged him by the hand and onto your bed. he would've still be mad at you but how can he be when he sees those eyes of yours that just stare at him full of love, every single minute of your day?

"...and then eat and-hello? harry? HARRY! are you even listening?" you asked, snapping your fingers in front of his face to catch his attention

"oh! woops i'm sorry dove, i got lost in your eyes"

"oh please" you asked, blushing.

"no love, i'm being totally serious right now. they're my favorite part about you. they tell me everything i need to know before it even comes out of your mouth," he said, bringing his hand to caress your right cheek in a loving manner.

"well- i-" you sputter, trying to think of something to say.

"shut up"  he says, in a demanding manner.

he pushed you onto the bed, so that your back was against it and he was on top of you. he was smirking and checking you out as you layed there.

and, to be honest, it made you.. feel things. warm cheeks and a fluttery feeling inside

you loved harry, he was a wonderful man. but God, he was so slow.

he never got any "action" in the love department before you. which you enjoyed because you liked the thought that you would be his first everything.

so far, nothing more than a heavy make-out session with some clothes off has happened. and you would never ever push him or force him to satisfy you until he comes to you.

and you'd wait as long as he made you but he was so dense sometimes.

like now. he doesn't even know the things he does to your insides as he looks at you like that.

"well are you gonna do something or just stare at me like that?" you ask.

he smiled and pressed his lips against yours. his soft velvety lips that have been bitten and chewed on were perfect against yours.

you ran your fingers through the side of his hair and pulled him close till he was one against your boobs.

his hand traveled to your neck, holding you until you had to break apart to breathe.

you giggled at his dazed expression and then pushed him over and straddled him so now you were on top.

now it was his turn to chuckle as he looked up at you with those gorgeous green eyes.

sparkling admised the red curtains and your bed sheets.

you couldn't help it as you smashed his lips into yours once again. it was safe to say you were completely mad for him as he grabbed your waist closer to him.

his hands roamed all over your body. squeezing and pinching and holding any part of your body he could reach. his hands werecoming over to squeeze your ass when-

"Y/N!!! Y?N?? WHERE ARE YOU I NEED TO TELL YOU THAT ME AND RON ARE- ohhhh..." hermione said as she barged into your shared dorm.

you broke apart so fast you must of his hit his head with your chin. ron stood behind hermione shell-shocked and she stood there with the doorknob in her hand speechless.

"im so sorry y/n oh my gosh. i can stay in ron's dorm tonight. don't worry about it. i-uhm have fun you two?.. hahaha bye."

and they slammed the door after that and you could hear them running away frantically. trying to erase the memory of each of their best friends getting it on.

you just sat there on his lap not knowing what just happened and he broke out in a loud laugh. that kind of contagious laugh that cheers everyone up.

you joined him in it and rolled him over so you were both lying on your sides facing each other.

"the l0ook on ron's face i- cant-t"

soon enough the laughing simmidered down and you both just stared at each other.

he was thinking of how lucky he was to have you when you interrupted his train of thought to say: "i actually have the matching pajama set that you got us for christmas last year remember? we couldn't wear it because we were so busy. why don't we wear it now?" you inquired.

"oh yeah! i remember! that's a great idea y/n!" he said, grabbing your cheeks in both hands, squishing them together "my baby's a genius isn't she" he baby talked to you and made you smile and laugh till your jaws hurt.

he then went to get the clothes for you. before yelling about how the girls dormitory had more room than the boys to which you giggled at from where you were on the bed. he then finally brought them back to your bed.

it wasn't anything much it had a snowman and snowflake print on the pants in a velvety soft material, and a ringer tee that said "oh deer"

you went into the bathroom to change happily. thinking about how you still went somewhere else to change even though it has been almost a year of dating him. you were still scared of him seeing you all barren like that and he didn't mind.

but if he was to say, he wouldn't mind you looking like that.

he cleared his throat and looked around to distract his thoughts of you before you showed up dressed looking the most perfect holiday angel.

he couldn't help but blush slightly as you sauntered over with a goofy smile on your face. he didn't like that it rendered his muscles into jello and his stomach to jump around like it did.

"come on now don't make me wait!" you said, giggling and jumping onto your side of the bed.

he smiled at you before joining next to you on the bed. he made himself more comfortable before he thought of something.

"do you want to go down for dinner love?" he asked

"hmphhh, i frogot about that. ughhhhhh do we have toooooo?? m' to comfortable." you said, pulling your blanket higher over you and melting into harry's side and the pillow.

he chuckled again, "that's just what i was about to say. don't worry i have it all sorted out"

he clapped twice before winky the elf walked out of thin air and bowed down to harry.

"hi there winky, how have you been?" harry asked genuinely.

"i've been good sir. how has master harry potter been?"

"i've been good. listen now, i have a request. can you bring us our dinner to our bed? i don't know if it's allowed but me and my girlfriend here don't want to walk down to dinner. can you do that?"

"sure winky can bring food for master harry potter and his girlfriend! winky would be delighted to be of service!"

"thank you winky i know i can count on you. could you also bring us two glasses of water and any dessert you have?"

"yes sir i'll be back here as soon as i can!"

and just like that she disappeared again leaving you guys in silence.

"well well well... look at you, with your own personal elf huh? what will hermione think?"

"shut up, winky actually likes to work and i'm just helping her to be in service" he said, and with that he pinched you.

"oww!! harry!! i know i was just teasing you. and you know actually in my house when you clap two times you either turn on or off a light not make an elf appear"

"oh yeah well-"

winky appeared out of thin air again with a tray in her hands

"here you are sir and sir's girlfriend. for your dessert like you asked i brought you somthing we had left over, strawberry shortcakes!! is this okay for master harry potter?" she asked.

harry grabbed it from her hand and placed in the middle of the bed.

"it's perfect winky thank you. you are dismissed now. "thank you sir. if there is anything else you would like me to do winky will be glad to service you again!"

she disappeared out of the thin air she came from.

"alright then dig in my love" he said.

"thank you harry, you're a dear" you say.

he blushed at the nickname but ate nonetheless. until you got to the dessert, you guys sat in a comfortable silence. but just when you were about to dig in on the cake both of your utensils clinked as they were reaching for the cake at the same time.

you looked at each other and laughed. "how about we do this? i know this might be a little cringe but i can feed you and you can feed me"

"ah yes be romantic in our bed with pajamas on, sure let's" harry said chuckling.

you shook your head with a smile and grabbed a piece on your fork, his mouth wide open and waiting. you gently pushed it into his mouth and brought it back out.

then it was his turn to dip his fork into the cheesecake and feed it to you like that. that kept altering until the cake was done. when it was done and about to be cleaned up you observed a small piece of frosting hanging on his chin.

you smiled to your self before putting your thumb into your mouth to collect wetness before wiping away the smudge.

he seemed surprised at first and then finally came to his senses.

he grabbed your wrist when it was just about to leave and pulled you closer. you look at him startled before he smashed his lips onto you once again. he pressed himself against you and warmed you up from the inside.

he tasted like strawberries and smelled like the leftover smell of a fireplace that's been extingushed.

you closed your eyes and gave in to his ministrations. allowing him to place you on your back on your bed again and kiss you like no tomorrow. you were panting as you broke apart.

that went on for a few more minutes till the high went off and he seemed embarrassed of what he did.

"harry. darling. don't worry. i liked it. if you hadn't started it, i would've" you said, caressing his arm.

he seemed to be reassured in your words and smiled at you. he put the tray away for the elfs to get in the morning along with your clothes to be washed.

you both set yourself comfortable and snuggled into the warm covers.

you wanted to face him but your back demanded to be faced the other way. you swore you had a back problem, and you were not even twenty!! so you faced your back to his face. thought he didn't mind. he actually preferred it this way because he could put his leg on top of you pull you closer to his chest.

you could feel his breath down your neck and his hand inching over your stomach lacing with yours. his face hidden among your soft hair.

you layed there content and belly full with the love of your life and delicious food. your bad score from the morning is a faint memory in the back of your mind. you can worry about that when exams come but for now life was good.

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[starstruckwillows]

♡ anesthesia - h.p ♡

starstruckwillows 🂱

harry potter x gn!reader, fluff blurb, surgery and anaesthesia

harry is with you all the way up to your surgery<3

harry gripped your hand tightly as you lay in prep, idly flicking through st mungos limited options of magazines. you flinched in surprise as a caricature shouted at you from the cover of one, and harry was bolt up right instantly.

"are you alright? does anything hurt? do you need me to get-"

chuckling and squeezing his hand, "i'm fine, harry, don't stress. i'll be in and out before you know it."

the crease in his forehead didn't disappear, his scar crinkling slightly at the edges as he mindlessly rubbed his thumb over your hand, sitting back down.

"harry, i'm not going anywhere, promise."

you recognized the fear in his eyes, it was one you'd seen more times than you'd of wished on him.

he tutted, lightly pushing hair away from your head, "don't be assuring me, i'm not the one going in for surgery."

"no," you teased, "but you're much more scared than i am."

your boyfriend just rolled his eyes and rested his forehead in the crook of your neck.

"babe you've been drinking enough water, yeah?" he checked for the tenth time that hour.

you nodded, leaning your cheek into his hair, "yeah, i have."

you weren't going to berate him for worrying about your health.

when the staff came round to wheel you away to the operating room, harry waved at you slightly forlonly, tussling his hair. you waved back with a smile just before the anaesthesia kicked in.

you awoke suddenly to your hand once again in harry's hold, and you bore witness to the tension visibly leaving his body as he noticed you were awake.

"welcome back," he joked, to which you laughed weakly, still tired.

"thanks, love."

the scar on his forehead was smooth again, and you were safe.

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[ginevrapng]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE your chubby reader fics. I was thinking maybe marauders era Remus lupin, maybe he has a crush on chubby reader but she’s oblivious bc she thinks he could never like her? Keeps giving her little gifts almost trying to court her

it's charms and remus lupin is staring longingly at you, all in vain of course, at least that's what he's come to believe. he's fancied you for months and he's tried everything over the past few months to get you to notice but you never have, so all he can do is take these small moments to admire you afar and in peace.

in the recent months you noticed a change with him, you'd say you're not really friends and consider yourself more acquaintances, but he's been making more of an effort to talk to you. you figure he's heard about what happened with that ravenclaw who insulted you in front of your whole house and took some pity on you. remus had no knowledge of this event and if he had the marauders would have made him their number one target.

remus is starting to feel at his wits end, he's asked to study with you which now happens every week, he smiles at you in the hallways and talks to you in between classes, he even gave you a book he thought you'd like and buys you sweets from honeydukes. he feels like he's running out of options. a couple weeks ago he asked you to go to hogsmeade together and you turned him down saying that he should go with his friends and not be stuck with you, "i'm not going to be stuck with you, i want to go with you that's why i asked." remus' eyebrows furrow slightly, trying to get you to understand that he wants you to come.

"thank you remus, you're so kind but don't worry about me, you should be with your friends." you tell him and he feels like shouting at you and telling you off sometimes because how can you be so clueless to his feelings but to you you've never even considered the possibility that remus might have feelings for you. in your eyes how could he, you're just some chubby girl and remus is extremely out of your league so why would he ever be interested in you? he's smart and kind and friendly and attractive, he's really endearing. you like knowing that remus doesn't like talking to a lot of people and that he can become awkward, you like it because he chooses to speak to you and that always makes you feel warm inside, he truly is amazing, and truly out of your league. little did you know that remus thinks the same of you, you're sweet and pretty and cute and you look so soft. he dreams about holding your plush body in his arms while you talk together for hours and sneaking you into his dorm.

remus is studying, this time without you and he's lost track of time, he's looking at the words but not taking anything in, instead just thinking about you. his thoughts are interrupted by the sound of james pulling out a chair and sitting next to him. "where's your girlfriend moony?" james grins at him.

"she's not my girlfriend," remus sighs and rubs his forehead with his hand smoothing out the crinkles.

james' grin falters understanding that pain, he had the same pain with lily before they became a couple. "do you wanna talk about it mate?"

remus pulls his head back and looks up to the ceiling, "no, but i- it's j-just, she never believes me and takes me seriously. she constantly thinks i'm being her friend no matter what i say," remus says sounding slightly frustrated.

"i'm sure that's not true, maybe you're not making it obvious enough. it's clear that she likes you back, she always smiles when you answer questions in class and looks at you when you're not looking."

"prongs that isn't helping one bit, if she likes me back why won't she get that i like her too. i've made it plenty obvious, last week everyone was talking about that celestial ball that happens every few years and i said that i would want to go with her, i literally told her i'd want to go with the prettiest girl in school, you."

james starts laughing, "i thought she was meant to be clever moony."

"don't say that, she is, cleverer than you. she's just... oblivious."

"who's oblivious?" remus turns his head to see you standing there with the textbook that you've borrowed of him under your arm.

"you," james replies automatically grinning, remus glares at him, i'm going to kill him later. james slaps his hands on his knees and gets up, "i'll be off, catch you lovebirds later," he grins and walks off.

"piss off," remus says considering throwing something at him as he walks away.

you sit down where james was sitting but move your chair closer towards remus. "james really is ridiculous, you deserve much better than me," you say casually with a smile and go to open your book to the correct page.

remus frowns as he hears the self-depreciation in your tone, because what do you mean, if anything it's the other way. you look up at him when he doesn't reply and you see the frown on his face. "remus are you okay?" you ask concerned, hopefully james didn't make him feel uncomfortable by calling you both lovebirds.

"you really are oblivious," he mutters.

"huh?"

he shakes his head and places his hand over yours on the table, stroking your hand with his thumb, you look shocked at the action but remus just turns back to his book knowing that he'll be able to concentrate now with you next to him.

i'm so glad you like my chubby reader fics!!! i had so much fun with this!!

reader who doesn't think people will like them because they have low self esteem and doesn't think highly of their body + remus who loves them and their body like it's second nature, like it's the same as breathing ahhhh, it's sooo good

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[dracoxsworld]

Pregnancy Cravings. - Harry Potter x Reader

warnings: Nothin’ pure fluff.

a/n: This was a request! see below :)

“Harry!” You exclaimed from your living room. You hear his feet hitting your hardwood floor. Thud, thud, thud. Harry bursts through the door, breathing heavily. “Yes, my love?” He asks lovingly after taking a moment to catch his breath.

“I’m hurting.” You put, rubbing your pregnant belly. “Your child is pressing on my bladder, I can’t take it anymore. I don’t wanna do it.” Tears start forming in your eyes. “I’m tired, I’m hungry, I’m in pain.” Harry just looks at you, worried. You’re full on crying at this point. “Oh, baby please don’t cry. What can I do for you?” Harry says, calmly brushing your hair out of your face, even though is is absolutely freaking the fuck out on the inside.

“A bath, please.” You ask, tears still running down your cheeks, which were already swollen from you crying this morning. Harry immediately nods and practically runs to the bathroom to run you a bath. A couple swish and flicks with his want, your warm bubble bath was ready. You heard a bottle break, Harry saying “damn!” and the sounds of the glass being picked up by magic.

Harry comes back in, some bath water soaked through his white button up shirt. He smiles at you, and helps you out of your recliner you were trying to get comfortable again. (It wasn’t working.) Harry helped you undress yourself, and with lowering yourself in the bath. He lit some lilac candles, and added some bubbles for you. All the pain in your back, and legs have disappeared. You took a big sigh of relief as your body was covered with warm water and bubbles. Harry chuckled at your relaxed sigh, “Let me know when you need help getting out, okay love?” “Wait!” you called to him, reaching out and grabbing Harry’s hand as he turned around, he looked over his shoulder at you. “Yes, love?” He asked, smiling at you.

Oh his smile. So sweet, and soft. His green eyes look at you, full of adoration. “Please stay with me.” You pleaded. You didn’t want to be alone, the bath of course was helping with your pain, but Harry’s presence took away your anxiety and worries. His smile grew even bigger. “Of course, baby.” He said, kneeling down by your bathtub, after grabbing a hair brush from the counter. He took your hair down from the messy bun you lazily threw it up into two nights ago. (being 7 months pregnant is hard, okay?). It was full of knots, but that’s okay. Harry thought you were beautiful regardless. He slowly and gently brushed through your hair. You hummed to the feeling of him gently running his fingers through the sectioned of hair that was brushed. You both talked about baby names you picked, Lily, of course, for a girl and Albus for a boy. You talked about your nursery, and how happy you were with how it turned out.

After an hour, your hair was fully braided, and your pain had subsided long enough for you to get out of the bath. Harry kindly assisted you up, and out of the bath. He dried you off, applied lotion and stretch mark cream over your belly bump. He gave you a hoodie of his, and his sweatpants to keep you nice and comfortable. You snuggled into the hoodie. Harry’s cologne was still on the fabric. He kissed your stomach; telling your baby how much he already loved them, and that they have the best mom in the world, and he can’t wait for them to meet you. Your hands held his face, lifting it up to yours. Harry kissed the tip of your nose. “I love you so much. I’m sorry you’re having such a rough pregnancy.” He said, frowning. You shook your head. “It’s all worth it, my dear.”

This was requested by: @stonerstuffff (:

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[urwhorecrux]

Can you write how the hp boys would take care of you during your period?

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ 𝗛𝗣 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦 - 𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗗.

ft. harry potter, ron weasley, cedric diggory, & draco malfoy.

pairings. harry potter boys x fem!reader.

warnings. mentions of blood, periods, some angst?

a/n. this ones rlly short kinda rushed, there r just hc’s.

masterlist | my preferences

— 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

— when he first enters your dorm he noticed you completely bunched up in a small ball. he nearly almost panics, but quickly realizes its you’re time of month again.

— he can’t help but imagine how much pain you’re in, so instead he quickly tries to distract you.

— whispering reassuring words, cuddling while telling each other about your day, etc. he hates that there’s nothing to do it about it, but he’ll try his best o be there and help as much as he can.

— 𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘

— he’ll hold you for as long as possible, also making a promise that he’ll be by your side for it no matter what.

— he’s proud to admit that he also has no idea what he’s doing, but would comfort you throughout all of it.

— he’ll sneak food from the kitchens just for you, whatever your craving he’ll be at your dorm with it.

— 𝐂𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘

— he hates seeing you go through this, especially when you cry.

— he brings you anything you need, heating pad, treats, he’ll be there for all of it.

— he’d even skip school for you, comforting you by your side the whole day.

— he tries to distract you, watching movies, walking around the school, or simply laying with you.

— 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐘

— he’d literally buy you ANYTHING to make you feel better.

— he’ll be there for you during your moments even if your upset.

— he notices during classes when something makes you upset, and would always be there to comfort you no matter what it is.

— he has everything around that you could possibly need, pads, tampons, heating pad, etc.

i made this mostly headcanons bc i was rushing, but hope u all enjoy <3 requests, feedback, or reblogs r appreciated!

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[qtssvnwoo]

Hurt- Ron Weasley Part 2

Part One 

Description: After the Yule ball Ron tries his best to make it up to you and try and fix his mistakes. He tries to talk to you but, will you accept his advances and forgive him or will you turn him away, like how he had done to you?

A/N: You guys asked for it so here it is! Part two hehehe. Hopefully, you’ll like it. <3 

Warnings: Mild language, mentions of blood 

Word count: 1.4k

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You planned on staying in your room all night, crying your guts out until you cried yourself dry and fell asleep. But, unexpectedly you heard a quiet voice saying your name, and a knock at the door.

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You did not want to talk to anyone. The pain in your chest made it hard to breathe so how would it be any better if you talked? But, reluctantly, you got up and wiped your face, trying to get the remaining makeup off your face to look somewhat presentable. 

You opened the door and saw a glance of red hair and immediately tried to close the door. Unfortunately, Ron beat you to it as he pushed the door against the weight you were forcing. You glared at him and all he did was stare back. But, you couldn’t help yourself from looking at his engrossing blue eyes. Your mind screamed at you to look away and to shut the door on his hand. 

But your heart yearned for his eyes, and his gaze again. You wanted him to smother you in a bone-crushing hug, to feel his muscles wrap around your waist like how they used to. To smell his cinnamon-scented cologne as you lay in his arms, no worries in the world, just you two. But your pride wouldn’t just let you go back to him, after everything he made you feel? All the hurt, confusion, and pain. You wouldn’t go back to him that easily. 

“Listen, Y/n I just wanna talk to you.” He sounded genuine, and you could hear the softness in his voice. He spoke gently and softly to you as he spoke, almost as if you were a porcelain doll, ready to crumble at the tip of a hat. 

All you did was look at him, your throat still hurt from crying, so you really could not talk right now. He looked at you and all he felt was sorrow. He loved you and he couldn’t believe that he had let his anger and jealousy poor into a relationship he cared for so so much. He hated himself for it and he couldn’t stop thinking about how inconsiderate and indecent he had been to you these last couple of weeks. 

He stared at you trying to figure out the words in his head. He couldn’t compile all his thoughts in his head as he watched you anxiously wait at the door. He knew he didn’t have too much time before you just got tired of him and shut the door in his face. 

“Listen, I just,” He paused, taking in a deep breath and looking you straight in the eye, “I’m sorry.” He couldn’t allow himself to say anymore since he was scared to talk your ear off, but, what he didn’t know is that you would love it if he talked your ear off. You waited for him to say more, and with every second that passed by that he did not say more, you got more and more disappointed. 

“I’m sorry? I’m sorry. That's really all you have to say?” You looked at him with disgust as he just pursed his lips together and looked down. 

“Ron, I’ve been wanting you to talk to me for weeks. You’ve ignored me countless times, and even tried to ask some other girl to the yule ball and never even gave me a glance at the whole night. You only looked at Hermione and Krum dancing together. You only glared at Krum like you were trying to rip his head off with your brain.” You breathlessly waited for any response from Ron, but he just stood there silent. You got even more angry at his unresolved silence, so you huffed and tried to turn back into your room.

Ron quickly grabbed your arm and spun you around, keeping a tight grip on your wrist. He pulled you closer to him and made himself look you in the eyes. He was on the verge of tears at the thought of losing you, he couldn’t fathom it. 

“I’m sorry that I’ve been such an asshole, that I haven’t been here for you, and that I lead you to believe that I love you any less than actually do.” 

You wanted to resist him and pull away. But his touch was so soft and the words coming from his mouth rested over your heart and patched the scratches and tears up one by one. The way he said he loved you made your heart race and you feel so many different things. You had never heard him say that, although he showed it in other ways before, he had never actually told you that he loved you. 

“...And I know that it was and still is not a great excuse but, I do love you more than anything. I just,” He paused for a second to let go of your hand, and to move it up to your waist in an effort to hug you. And, as much as your body screamed no, you just let it happen. 

He embraced you in a warm and tight hug, being weary of your injured hand. He hugged you tightly and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You had missed him so much to the point of it hurting some nights, and to finally be able to have this back, felt so good. 

While still hugging, you mustered up the courage to ask him the question that had been on your mind all evening. 

“Why were you staring at Hermione and Krum like that?” You asked, but then you continued, “And, why didn’t you ask me for the yule ball?” Ron sighed and pulled away from you, hands still firmly gripping your waist and eyes locked with yours.

“Well, I was looking at Hermione and Krum 'cause she never told us she was going with him, she had always complained about Krum while I honestly would’ve loved to talk to him, but seeing her suddenly switch up made me angry.” 

“And, how you didn’t ask me to the yule ball?” 

“That was just because I was being an asshole.” You laughed at the statement and looked back into Ron’s eyes. He was looking at you like you had just won the lottery. The love in his eyes was just utterly unmatched. You could feel the genuine sound dripping from his lips and you, at that moment, felt so much love and compassion coming from him.

“But seriously, Y/n I'm just so sorry. I should've been a better boyfriend, and I’ll try my best from now on okay?” He asked. You placed your hands on either side of his face and kissed his nose. You knew that what he said was true, you knew he would actually try harder. 

“Okay, Ron. I forgive you.” Ron smiled as he hugged you. He squeezed you tightly and breathed in the scent of your perfume as he smiled. He then backed away, taking your hands in his gently and smiling at you.

“I believe I owe you a dance?” 

“Looking like this? Ronald Weasley, you have gone insane! There’s no way I’m going back there.” 

Ron smiled at you as he pulled you closer to him, then stepped away, and pulled you back to him once more. 

“I meant right here.” You laughed as he spun you around, and continued to slow dance with you around your room for what felt like hours. You laughed as he suddenly came to halt and looked into your eyes. 

“I love you Y/n. More than anything.” 

“I love you too Ron. More than anything.” You smiled as he leaned in and pressed a long-awaited kiss to your lips. You felt the shocks of electricity go through your body as he gripped at your lower back, trying to pull you closer to him. 

As of right now, you felt safe in Ron’s arms. Feeling the shine of the moonlight coat your faces as you swayed along to the distant music of the ball. You exchanged quick kisses once and a while, and this lasted until you both ended up in Ron’s bed at his dorm. You both felt so safe and so comfortable. You had wished for this to happen again for weeks, and now that you finally had it you were not going to let it go. The pain from both your hand and your heart subsided as Ron held you close to him, there was no hurt in the world that could overcome this feeling right now.

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[may-clouds]

NOT A TRUTH

harry potter x gn!reader blurb

― summary

― fluff

― inspired by this post

― words 0.6k

― warnings: none

― also hi, i'm back after a little hiatus from this blog! i'm currently working on a request i got from an anon, and now that my gcses are over, i hope to be able to write a lot more in the near future :)

masterlist

Hermione was still giggling at the aftermath from the last dare she had given you. You pressed your lips together in a thin line to suppress your embarrassment, not wanting your friend to laugh at you even more.

You clear your throat, turning to Harry. He was sitting to your left, meeting your eyes with a wide-eyed stare.

There was no way that your friend didn't see the devilish gleam in your eyes. You were in the mood to tease Harry. It was something that you loved to do - there was something exhilarating about catching the boy out.

That rush of adrenaline most likely came from the fact that you were teasing the boy that you'd had a crush on for years. Obviously, you weren't going to admit that to anyone other than Hermione, but provoking Harry seemed to be your way of flirting.

You leaned closer to him slightly. Even this small change in proximity made his breath hitch in his throat.

"Truth or dare?" you ask plainly, not even trying to hide your smirk as his face starts to turn red.

Harry swallowed, hoping to get any sort of moisture in his mouth or he feared that his words would come out as incoherent mumbles, "Truth?"

His reply was uncertain which made Ron cackle from the sidelines. Harry paid no mind to his friend, unable to look away from you.

"Perfect," you grin, "I dare you to kiss me."

The room fell silent. Nobody dared to speak.

Harry, so stunned by your proposition, slowly let his eyes wander down to your lips.

You'd caught him out - he didn't even notice that you'd dared him to do something when he asked for a truth.

Now that you'd gotten this far, you started to panic. Part of you had thought that Harry would've realised your trick, so you never thought about the situation that you were in now.

Neither you nor Harry noticed, but Ron opened his mouth to remind Harry that he chose truth, but Hermione smacked him in the shoulder to shut him up.

"Are you sure?" Harry whispered, discreetly running his tongue along his lower lip.

If this tension kept up for any longer, you were sure you'd cave in first. But that wasn't what you wanted.

"Only if you are." you reply just as quietly.

Harry didn't need any more confirmation from you, the look in your eyes was enough to prove to him that you were being truthful.

Within an instant, he had a hand on the back of your neck and gently pulled you into a searing kiss. Your hands laid on the sides of his face, making sure he stayed where he was. You felt his other hand slide around your waist and you could feel him smiling against your lips.

It wasn't a short kiss by any means. Your lips moved with his in perfect sync, but you only pulled away from eachother when Ron coughed awkwardly.

The pair of you lurched away from eachother, both embarrassed and refusing to look at eachother after such a head-spinning moment.

Ron groaned, frustrated that he was just forced into watching two of his best friends make out in front of him, "Harry, I don't know if you realised it - but you CHOSE A TRUTH!"

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