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Differences Bring Us Together by Rotehexe

A hungry doggy brings his dad's together with his chosen mommy.

Rated: E; Chapters: 1; Words: 5050

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E to L. Reader falls into lake, someone makes an inappropriate comment about it and Draco snaps, leading to heavy make out?

Thank you so much for your request. For some reason, I´m not completely content with how this turned out but I hope you will still enjoy it anyways.

Driving you mad

Warning: suggestive language

"Severed heads, unidentifiable stumps, terrifying frog-rabbit mutations — all have been created, to the dismay of those who made them...", Professor McGonagall stated, while you, along with the other students stared at the birds, that were fluttering through the classroom, in awe. “Now it is on you. Let´s see what you remember.”

You bit your lip. It wasn’t like you had any problems with the spell itself, it worked out just fine for you. But using those spells without saying them out loud had never been one of your strengths. And the only way to change that was to practice.

But at the end of the lesson, Hermione had been the only one who had been able to actually conjure some birds without saying a word. For a moment everyone had been surprised when from the tip of Ron´s wand some birds had flown up as well, but soon you realized that he, even if it had been unconsciously, had mumbled “Avis.”, through his clenched teeth, earning laughter from his classmates and a disapproving look from Professor McGonagall.

When you exited the classroom after the lesson after the Professor had reminded you once more to not forget to practice also between the lessons, Ron was still embarrassed, but Hermione reminded him that he might have done better if he would have practised the nonverbal spells more frequently from the very beginning. That lead to a heated argument, Harry and you listened, quite amused by the constant bickering, until you were interrupted by someone, who also had to run his mouth about Ron´s failure, but with not as good intentions as Hermione.

“Isn´t it a shame how you fail even if you cheat Weaselbee?”

You could see Ron´s ears turning slightly pink as he turned around to the blond Slytherin who had made the comment and was now looking at him with a sly grin on his face.  

“As I recall you didn’t manage the spell either, did you?”, Hermione said, narrowing her eyes.

“Don’t think I need a filthy mudblood to assess my abilities as a wizard.”, Malfoy answered, eying Hermione haughtily, earning some snickering of his friends who were standing behind him.

“At least she was the only one who had been able to actually cast the spell.”, Harry returned.

Malfoy shrugged his shoulders.

“Wagging your wand hasn’t anything to do with real magic.”, he said.

“Is that how you justify a muggleborn being better than you? That´s just pathetic.”, Harry spoke up again.

“Don’t you dare to call me pathetic, Potter.”

“There´s no need to be ashamed of it, Malfoy. We all already know.”, you jumped in.

Malfoy now turned to you, his eyes sparkling.

“Doesn’t say much when it comes from you. As if you´d be the sharpest knife in the drawer.”, he hissed.

“Never said I am, but at least I´m smart enough to know you aren’t either.”, you answered with a sweet smile on your face.

Malfoy took a step towards you. He was now towering you, but you refused to take a step back, even though you felt your pulse quicken as you felt his hot breath hitting your face.

“Did you just call me stupid?”

Your smile only grew wider as you locked your eyes with his and nodded.

“In fact, I did.”

You saw Malfoy´s hand twitching from the corner of your eye, getting ready to grab your wand if he would make any effort to use his, in case you had to defend yourself. But then you heard someone clearing their throat behind you. You tore your gaze apart from Malfoy and looked up to Professor McGonagall who watched the scene, her lips pressed together to a thin line.

Malfoy also looked at the teacher, his gaze flickering between her and you. Then he bent down, bringing his lips close to your ear as he whispered: “We aren’t done yet, love.”

“I would be disappointed if it would be any other way.”, you smiled.

Malfoy then straightened up again and took a step back.

“Let´s go.”, he said and strutted away, followed by his henchman.

Professor McGonagall gave you a warning look before she turned around and left.

You let out an annoyed groan.

“He´s driving me mad. One day I´ll kill him, I swear.”, you mumbled.

Ron, who stood next to you, was watching Malfoy turning around the next corner grimly.

“Not if I´ll get him first.”

“If we´ll ever get to it, we´ll draw lots.”, Harry added and you all nodded in agreement, while your thoughts drifted off to all the things you wanted to do to the boy.

The next afternoon, you were sitting on a landing stage down by the lake. The sun was already low and even though it was still warm, the cold breeze blowing across the lake made you shiver. The sun had still been burning when you had left the castle and you had left your robe back in your dorm, thinking you would return before it would get too cold. Because originally, you had just wanted to practice how to conjure the birds nonverbally once more, since Professor McGonagall had announced that you would have to present what you had learned in the next lesson. But unfortunately, it had taken longer than you had thought it would.

Still, you felt the satisfaction rushing through your body, now that it had actually worked out. A small flock of birds was fluttering above your head, chirping happily. You had to admit, you were kinda proud of your performance. Spells that created life always amazed you the most. It always reminded you of how powerful magic actually was. Sometimes you took it for granted, and sometimes you were even a little bit annoyed when the teachers would preach over and over again that with the great power you had, huge responsibility would come along, thinking you would be able to work things out on your own just as well, but in moments like this, you remembered that they were probably right. You had a responsibility. Responsibility towards you, the people around you, the society and now also those little birds, hovering above you.

You smiled quietly to yourself as you watched them flying towards the sun, wishing those little creatures only the best and hoping they wouldn´t end as Mrs Norris´ dinner.

Speaking of dinner, you realized with a look at your watch that you should probably get back to the castle if you wanted to be on time for your own.

You were just packing your things together when you suddenly felt the landing stage vibrating under you. As you turned around, you sighed in annoyance. The day had actually been quite good so far, but now, it probably wouldn’t stay that way.

“Look who´s here.”, Malfoy sneered, eying you, with a tight-lipped grin. “All on your own today (Y/l/n)?”

“I wish I was.”, you mumbled.

Your eyes were flickering from Malfoy to Crabbe and Goyle, standing to his left and right, as well as Parkinson and Montague, effacing themselves, but with a nevertheless, mean grin on their faces.

“That´s not really polite, is it boys?”, Malfoy pouted, but you could see his grin only widened. “We just wanted to keep your company.”

“I´ll pass on that, thanks.”, you responded.

You wanted to pass them, but one of Malfoy´s gorillas -Crabbe- got in your way. With his broad shoulders, he almost covered half of the pier, making it almost impossible to pass him. The boy crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at you with a stupid grin on his face.

“Let me through.”, you hissed, but the boy in front of you didn’t react at all.

You turned around to Malfoy.

“Tell your henchman to let me through.”

Malfoy frowned, acting as if he had to think about it for a second.

“What do I get from this?”

“I won´t hex you in a way that will make you never leave the hospital wing ever again.”

But Malfoy and the others just cackled.

“You really need to learn to curb your mouth (Y/l/n). But if you will ask me nicely, I might think about it once more.”

“You wish Malfoy.”, you spit out.

You took another step forward, trying to break through the human wall, but Crabbe stopped you and was surprisingly quick to hold you in a tight grip, preventing you from leaving.

“Let go of me! Right now.”, your voice was now louder, but even if you would have screamed, there was no one in sight who might be able to hear you. Most of the people had already left.

“Think about it (Y/l/n). Just ask nicely. Only one pretty please. That’s it.”

But you didn’t even think about it. You tried to shake the boy off, but his grip was firm.

You squirmed and took a step back and Crabbe finally let go of you. But the release didn’t last long, because just as you felt Crabbe´s hands not holding on to you anymore, you also felt how you stepped at nothing. You let out a high-pitched scream, flailing your arms, trying to regain your balance, but it was already too late.

With a loud splash, you fell backwards into the water.

The wetness that embraced you was icy. It was only a second, but the time you spend pedalling to get back to the surface felt like forever. Your lungs felt as if they would burst any moment, your clothes suddenly feeling heavy, threatening to pull you down further. When you finally fought you way back up, you gasped for air immediately, coughing some water.

The first thing you noticed when your head had broken through the surface of the water and realized, you most likely wouldn’t drown today, was some hysterical laughter, coming from above you. As you looked up, you saw Malfoy, Parkinson, Montague, Crabbe and Goyle standing at the edge of the landing stage, laughing so hard, tears were running down their cheeks.

“Very funny.”, you growled through gritted teeth.

You swam back to the pier, trying to pull yourself up, but your clothes were so heavy, now that they were soaked with water, you lost your grip on the first try and plunged back into the water, making your fellow students burst into laughter once more.

Finally, you managed to escape the freezing hell. You tried to wring out your clothes that were now sticking to your body. Malfoy was wiping away some tears, before he came up to you, still with an uncontrollable grin on his face.

“That would have been preventable if you wouldn’t have been that stubborn.”, he told you.

“I´d rather jump in there again right away than give in to you.”, you responded.

Malfoy shrugged his shoulders.

“Feel free to do so. But I had my fun for today.”

“Well, I feel like the fun had just started, Draco.”, Montague suddenly spoke up. You looked at the boy, who was stepping closer, his eyes travelling down your body.

You looked down on you as well and felt your cheeks flush. You hadn’t thought about the fact you weren’t wearing your robe as usual, but only the white blouse that was a part of the school uniform as well. Only that, now that it was dripping wet, it was almost completely transparent, showing off your bra. Also, your skirt had ridden up, not enough to make anything visible but still more than you wanted others to see. Especially those boys standing in front of you, eying you predatory. You quickly tried to fix it before crossing your arms in front of your chest.

Malfoy´s eyes were drifting down your body for a split second as well, before they flickered to his friends who were looking at you with a dangerous shimmer in their eyes, then back to you.

“That was for you daring to call me stupid. You better leave now before I change my mind.”, he said, his voice sounding a little bit husky and you noticed that he was avoiding your gaze.

You were a bit irritated by his behaviour and almost thankful for his words, as you passed him and wanted to leave, but this time it was Montague, who cut you off.

“C´mon Draco. Don’t be a poor sport. I still got many things on my mind we could do with her. I´m sure you´ll have fun as well. I mean, just look at her. I knew she was a dirty whore after all.”, he said, his eyes fixed on parts of your body, that were definitely more than just impolite to stare at the way he did now.

You tensed, watching his movements closely, your hand sliding to the pocket of your skirt, ready to fight him if it would be necessary. But just as Montague took another step towards you, you received some unexpected help.

“Leave it.” Malfoy´s tone sounded sharp.

You looked at him in surprise, as well as the others.

“But…”

“I said leave it.”, Malfoy snapped, his tone letting anyone know that he wouldn’t have an argument.

Montague pouted before he shrugged his shoulders and took a step back again.

“Never mind mate, she´s all yours.”, he grinned.

You were still eying the boys suspiciously as they stepped aside, paving the way. But you didn’t move, your body was still tensed, your fingertips brushing over your wand.

Suddenly, you felt a hand on your back. You flinched and spun around, but as you looked into Malfoy´s eyes, even if you were only able to do so for a short moment before he lowered his gaze again, there was something that held you back from hexing him right away. The blond boy grabbed your bag before he turned around to you again.

“Let´s go.”

It was all he said.

You hesitated for a moment. Why in Godric´s name should you follow him? But which other options did you have? Malfoy was an idiot for sure, but at any rate, you felt like he had at least the slightest idea of what the word decency meant. But you weren’t sure if his friends did so as well. And besides, it was more likely that you would be able to handle Malfoy on your own than four of his friends.

That´s why you decided to follow him. You heard Montague whistling behind you as you caught up to Malfoy who was already on his way back to the castle and saw Pansy Parkinson pressing her lips together and muttering some kind of insult as you passed her. But you couldn’t care less. For now, you were just glad you would be able to escape that unpleasant situation. Even if you weren’t sure if what would come next would be any better.

Malfoy was walking at a fast pace, not even caring if you were able to keep up with him. So you jogged next to him, shooting him some glances as if you expected some kind of explanation for why he had gotten you out of there, but Malfoy just ignored you, acting as if he didn’t even notice your presence.

By now the sun had almost gone down and it only had gotten colder. And your wet clothes weren’t exactly comfortable and felt clammy.

“Malfoy, could you just slow down for a second?”, you spoke up, as you had already made half the way to the castle.

But Malfoy just continued his way, still ignoring you.

“Could you just wait for a damn second?” You were panting, due to the immense pace.

No reaction.

“Draco, please!”

The boy stopped so abruptly, you almost ran into him. As Malfoy turned around, you could see an indefinable look in his eyes.

Little did you know that it almost broke the boy’s heart as he saw you standing there. You were breathing heavily, and you had put your hands on your hips, trying to catch your breath. Your hair was still wet and dripping and he could hear your teeth chattering and saw your hands shaking.

And he didn’t even want to start on how hard he had to try to ignore that he could still look through your damn blouse, on the one hand wanting to take in every aspect of you right now, wanting the picture to burn into his mind as he knew it probably would, and on the other hand wanting to forget what you looked like right now immediately, so he could just move on hating you like he had always done.

However, all of these things were even harder for him to do since he knew that in the end, it had been him who had done this to you. But now he had to shove all the feelings of guilt and thoughts, of which much more pleasant reasons there would be to have you panting and staring up at him with those beautiful eyes, aside.

If you had known what was going on in Malfoy´s head right now, you would probably have understood his next action. But since you didn’t, you were utterly surprised as the Slytherin boy took off his own robe and put it around your shoulders. You were embraced by a comfortable warmth immediately and soaked in a scent that made you, in your opinion, feel way too comfortable.

“Better?”, Malfoy asked, while he still didn’t dare to look at you.

You nodded and threw him a wry smile.

“Thanks.”

“Let´s get you inside then.”

The rest of the way back to the castle, you remained silent. Malfoy had now adapted his pace to yours. But still, he didn’t look at you once. Your shivers had by now decreased and even if you were still freezing and pretty sure you would catch a cold soon, it felt bearable by now.

As you entered the castle, the corridors were almost completely empty. Most of the students were probably already at dinner.

You glanced at Malfoy from the side curiously. You couldn’t help but wonder what was going on inside his head. At first he had incited his friends against you and then he had saved you. Sometimes you couldn’t help but wonder if Malfoy just enjoyed bickering with other people, but when things became actually serious, he knew what was right and what was wrong. At least that was the only explanation you had for his strange behaviour right now. And if you were frank, you felt quite the same. For sure, Malfoy was an idiot and you had never got along with him, but if you were completely honest, you had never actually tried to. Because you felt as if without all the fighting with him, without all the tension between the two of you, something would be missing in your life. But right now, even though the tension was thick, it felt different than the other times. And you couldn’t help but wonder why.

“Why did you help me?”, you finally spoke up.

Malfoy didn’t even care to look at you as he answered: “I didn’t.”

“Of course you did. This was a very… uncomfortable situation and you got me out.”

“I got you in there as well.”

“You always do.”, you chuckled.

Malfoy only hummed in response.

“But you still didn’t answer my question. Why did you get me out?”

“Montague was an asshole.”

“So?”

“Why does it even matter?”

“It does.”

“Why?”

“Because… That´s not the point.”

“What is your point?”

“Why did you help me?”

“You really think I would help a filthy blood traitor like you?”

“You just did.”

“I didn’t for sure.”

The only thing that was actually for sure was that no one in this world had ever frustrated you that much. You didn’t even know why you wanted to know or what answer you were expecting, but for some reason, you felt as if there was one you were hoping for. Even if you weren’t quite sure which one it was yet.

“Malfoy?”

But the boy just kept on ignoring you, staring straight ahead.

“Malfoy, could you just wait…”

You stopped and gripped the boy by the wrist.

Within a split second, the blond boy spun around and glared down at you. You felt your pulse quicken as he did so. Still, you couldn’t look away. It felt as if you were hypnotized by his grey eyes, which were by now fixed on you.

“What do you want, hm? What do you want to hear?”, his voice sounded dangerous, but not in the way Montague had sounded only minutes ago. Back then you had felt fear rising up in you. You had been scared of what might happen, scared, they might hurt you. But now it felt different. You felt anticipation rising up in you. You didn’t know how you could be so sure, but somehow you knew, Malfoy wouldn’t hurt you. Even if every logical thinking would tell you differently.

“I… It´s just…” Your voice was shaky. “I just want to know why you even care.”

As you saw him freezing, staring down at you, as if he needed to think about it for a second, you instantly knew which answer you wanted to hear. You knew why you wanted him to care. Or more precisely, because of who.

And when his gaze grew more intense, you knew, that there was at least a chance you would get the answer you wanted.

Malfoy took a deep breath.

“Screw it.”, he whispered.

And before you could even start to wonder what this answer possibly could mean, you suddenly felt Malfoy´s lips pressing against yours, erasing any thought that had still been left on your mind. You didn’t even give it a second thought as you returned the kiss. Even if you had wanted to, you probably wouldn’t have been able to, since his lips felt far too perfect on yours to even doubt whether this was wrong or right for just a second. Your hands immediately found their way to Malfoy´s chest, while his got tangled in your hair, which was still wet from the earlier incident, now neither of you spend another thought on it.

Only when you were completely out of breath you pulled back, with swollen lips, panting heavily once more.

“What the hell Malfoy?”, you gasped, now totally confused.

Said boy needed a second to catch his breath again, using it to regain control over his racing thoughts before he would say something stupid. At least that’s what he hoped for.

Malfoy grinned at you smugly.

“What is it love?”

“What was that?”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t like it.”

“I… Well, that’s… I mean you started… That´s completely not the point once more.”

“This is completely the point.”, Malfoy responded.

“You got me here so you can kiss me?”

“You wouldn’t have shut up any other way, would you?”

You felt your heart stinging at his words.

“You… You kissed me so I would shut up?”

You tried to make your voice sound expressionlessness as you said this, but still, you didn’t manage to hide the disappointment in your voice completely. And Malfoy seemed to notice.

“Think again (Y/l/n). For what reason do people kiss other people?”

You felt your heart racing in your chest. The way he was speaking to you sounded like he wanted to provoke yet another fight, but the possible meaning behind his words suggested something very different.

“Well, normally I would think one shows affection like this, but I highly doubt you are even capable of such feelings.”

Malfoy raised an eyebrow in amusement.

“If that´s the case I might as well get back to my friends now.”

“Don’t you dare Malfoy. I need a proper answer first.”

“Might need some motivation to respond.”

And this time it was your lips crashing on his, which he gladly accepted. The kiss was even more demanding than the first. The only time Malfoy´s lips left yours was when they travelled to your neck, nibbling on your earlobe, before travelling further down, covering your skin in kisses and sometimes you could feel his teeth carefully digging into your most sensitive spots as well until he had reached your collarbone. You sighed comfortably as you tilted your head, trying to give the boy even more access.

The way Malfoy´s lips ghosted over your skin, made your legs weak, literally. That´s why you weren’t exactly sorry when you stumbled back and your back hit the cold stone wall behind you. But Malfoy held you up, his hands travelling down your neck, then your spine, until he placed them on your hips. You felt the clammy material of your blouse slightly riding up as his fingers slid under it and Malfoy started drawing some small circles on your hipbones. When you felt his fingers tracing over your bare skin, it made chills run down your spine.

But the best feeling was when his lips found their way back to yours and he kissed you once more, this time much more carefully with way more affection.

“You really are unbelievable annoying, you know that?”, he whispered against your lips, once he was able to break away from the addictive taste of yours.

“It´s really hard to believe you that right now.”, you chuckled. “But if I am, you are at least as annoying as me.”

“Seems like we are the perfect match then.”

You looked up at Malfoy with doe eyes, making his heart jump.

“What are you trying to say?”

“You know what I´m trying to say.”, he answered, as a rosy shimmer appeared on his cheeks, not only due to the latest physical exertion.

“I might have an idea.”, you smiled. “Just want to make sure you´re thinking of the same thing I got on my mind.”

“I mean”, Malfoy said as he pecked your lips, “that I will never let anyone ever talk to you like Montague did today. And I mean”, he pecked your lips once again, “that I would love to spend some more time with you from now on.”

“Even if I´m so annoying?”, you teased.

“Maybe because you are so annoying.”

“Maybe I like how that sounds.”

“If that’s the case, maybe”, Malfoy glanced at you carefully, but relaxed as he saw how your eyes were sparkling as you looked at him, “you would like to meet up with me for some butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks next weekend?”

You raised an eyebrow and grinned at him.

“Draco Malfoy, did you just ask me out?”

The blush on Draco´s cheeks only darkened.

“If a Malfoy asks you for a date, it will be more special, than meeting up in a stupid pub. But if you are interested in what it would be like to go on a date with me, meet me at midnight at the astronomy tower. And yes, now I asked you out.”, Draco added.

The smile on your face only widened.

“I would love to meet you next weekend. And I would… I would also love to go on a date with you.”

Malfoy puffed his chest proudly.

“Of course you do. Every girl wants to go on a date with me.”

“Don’t exaggerate Malfoy. Or I might remember that I normally can´t stand you.”, you laughed.

Draco chuckled.

“Well, from what I have witnessed in the last few minutes, you can. And not only that.”

“Don’t pride yourself. That wasn’t something special.”

“So do you often kiss random boys?” You could swear that you had seen a jealous sparkle in Draco´s eyes.

“Only those who drive me mad.”

“I drive you mad?”

You smiled and nodded.

“But in the best way possible.”

Draco mirrored your smile.

“So do you love.”

And when Draco pulled you in a kiss the next time, it was much more gentle. His hands cupped your cheeks and his lips carefully brushed over yours. And at that moment you wondered how you could have ever mistaken the tension between the two of you for anything else than what you had right now.

But when you entered your dorm much later that evening with the most stupid smile on your face and Hermione greeted you with her arms crossed and eyes narrowed, asking you why in the name of Godric you were wearing a Slytherin robe, you felt as if this would be the easiest to explain when you would tell her how your life had turned upside down within the last hour.

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Rare Pair Fest IV Works - Day 13

Some glorious pairings today, and some artwork!! 😍

Title: No Place I'd Rather Be Author: raynick11 Ship: Remus Lupin/Draco Malfoy Prompt: #48 Rating: Explicit Word Count: 12,580 Warnings: No Warnings Apply Summary:

It's a bad idea…right?

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Title: We got a lot of bridges to burn, tables to turn Author: @okeydokeylackey Ship: Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle/Draco Malfoy Prompt: Self-Prompt Rating: G Word Count: N/A (Art) Warnings: N/A Summary:

Amidst their 6th year, the Death Eater children are forced to carry a burden no 16-year-old boys should ever have had to bear. But at least they can carry it together.

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Title: While You're Making Plans Author: @phantomgrimalkin Ship: Regulus Black/Remus Lupin/Severus Snape Prompt: 124 Rating: T Word Count: 17,575 Warnings: Internalized homophobia/mentioned past homophobia/mentioned child abuse Summary:

“Regrettably, a terrible ‘prank’ was pulled on the night of the full moon. Mr Black revealed the secret of the Whomping Willow to Mr Snape, who went down the tunnel after you. Thankfully, Mr Potter found out and was able to save Mr Snape. Unfortunately, he was present for the beginning of your transformation."

After he was finally discharged, Remus was angry. He wanted answers. How the hell had Mr Black figured it out in the first place? And why would he do that? It seemed like Regulus and Severus were friends. For all Sirius’s belly-aching about his family, the youngest Black had always seemed… reasonably decent. Not a homicidal maniac.

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Remus wakes up to find out that someone told Severus Snape the secret of how to access the tunnel under the Whomping Willow. His determination to get answers leads his life in a completely unexpected direction.

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Title: Snowblind Author: Sorceress_Azalie Ship: Fleur Delacour/Severus Snape Prompt: 112 Rating: T Word Count: 956 Warnings: None Summary:

Fleur decides to shock everyone by asking Severus Snape to be her date to the Yule Ball. She wants a date who won't try to slobber over her and he agrees out of spite. After all, why shouldn't he get to go to the ball with a beautiful woman?

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Title: A Deal With a Dragon Author: FuegoPI Ship: Hermione Granger / Gringotts Dragon Prompt: #84 Rating: M Word Count: 10,112 Warnings: None Summary:

During the Gringotts break-in, Hermione makes a deal with the dragon involving a mysterious favor. But she wasn’t expecting the dragon to be even more uptight about fulfilling their bargain than she was. Written For Harry Potter Rare Pair Fest IV 2023.

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Noble | Harry J. Potter

Noble | Harry J. Potter https://ift.tt/eojysQJ by en_la70s ❛ In the echoes of history, truth lies hidden, In the hearts of the brave, love is written. Two souls, entwined by fate and love, In the face of darkness, they rise above.❜ ⋆⋆☆⋆⋆ Brietta Astor and Harry Potter are forced in fates hand. Their love is absolute. But whether history repeats itself, for better or worse, is what remains unknown. ⋆⋆☆⋆⋆ (harry potter x fem!oc) Years 4-7 Words: 13293, Chapters: 5/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Harry Potter, Original Black Family Characters (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Percy Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Original Male Character(s) of Color, Charlie Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Cho Chang, Zacharias Smith, Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Astoria Greengrass, Daphne Greengrass, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, Horace Slughorn, Rubeus Hagrid, Andromeda Black Tonks, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Dobby (Harry Potter), Remus Lupin, Teddy Lupin, Ted Tonks, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Cedric Diggory, Parvati Patil, Padma Patil, Hedwig (Harry Potter), Crookshanks (Harry Potter), Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour Relationships: Harry Potter/Original Female Character(s), James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Slow Burn, The Golden Trio Era (Harry Potter), Original Character(s), Harry Potter Needs a Hug, Harry Potter Needs Therapy, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Post-Battle of Hogwarts, Battle of Hogwarts, Book 4: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Book 5: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Book 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Book 7: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Post-Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/Uu91TRm April 24, 2024 at 05:04AM

#IFTTT #Dramione #Draco x Hermione

[judgementdaysunshine]

Masterlist

Fics i have done!

Fandoms i write for!

Young justice

Kaldur'ahm/Aqualad

Megan morse/Miss martian

Connor kent/Superboy

Artemis crock/Tigress

Jaime reyes/Blue beetle

Cassie sandsmark/Wondergirl

Wally west/Kidflash

Barbara gordon/Batgirl

CSI Vegas

Sara sidle

Nick stokes

Mia dickerson

Greg sanders

Catherine willows

Warrick brown

Riley adams

Gil grissom

M*A*S*H*

Benjamin hawkeye pierce

Margaret hot lips houlihan

B.J. hunnicutt

Margie cutler

Radar o'reilly

Kellye yamoto

John mulcahy

Stranger things

Nancy wheeler

Dustin henderson

Max mayfield

Jonathan byers

Robin buckley

Steve harrison

Jane hopper/el

Lucas Sinclair

Joyce byers

Mike wheeler

Barbara holland

Jim hopper

CSI Miami

Walter simmons

Yelena salazar

Ryan wolfe

Natalia boa vista

Eric delko

Calliegh duquesne

Horatio caine

Alexx woods

Jesse cardoza

Marisol delko

Marvel

Kate bishop

Clint barton

Natasha romanoff

T'challa

Cassandra lang

Sam wilson

Kamala khan

Bucky barnes

Shuri

Bruce banner

Mortal kombat

Kung jin

Skarlet

Hanzo hasashi

Sonya blade

Kuai liang

Jaqui briggs

Johnny cage

Kitana

Takeda takashi

Jade

Jax briggs

Cassie cage

Resident evil

Claire redfield

Carlos olivera

Sherry birkins

Leon kennedy

Jill valentine

Jake muller

Helena harper

Chris redfield

Alice

NCIS NOLA

Chris laselle

Loretta wade

Sebastian lund

Hannah khoury

Patton plame

Sonja percy

Dwayne pride

Tammy gregario

Final destination

Clear rivers

Lewis romaro

Wendy christensen

Kevin horton

Carrie dryer

Kevin fischer

Kimberly corman

Thomas burke

Alex browning

The mighty ducks

Fulton reed

Julie gaffney

Adam banks

Charlie conway

Dean portman

Guy germaine

Dwayne robertson

Luiz mendoza

Connie monreau

Criminal minds

Emily prentiss

Spencer reid

Jennifer jareau

Aaron hotchner

Kate callahan

Derek morgan

Penelope garcia

Luke alvez

Tara lewis

Matt simmons

Trauma center

Derek stiles

Angie thompson

Gabriel cunningham

Elena salazar

Erhard miller

Naomi kimishima

Markus vaughn

Valerie blaylock

ER

Susan lewis

Mark greene

Carol hathaway

Doug ross

Kerry weaver

Gregory pratt

Samantha taggart

John carter

Cate banfield

Luka kovac

Harry potter

Cedric diggory

Luna lovegood

Harry potter

Ginny weasley

Remus lupin

Narcissa malfoy

Ron weasley

Nymphodora tonks

Sirius black

Marlene mckinnon

Draco malfoy

Fleur declour

Blaise zabini

Hermione granger

Kingdom hearts

Namine

Riku

Kairi

Sora

Aqua

Terra

Xion

Ventus

Roxas

Xmen

Charles xavier

Ororo munroe

Warren worthington

Kitty pryde

Kurt wagner

Illyana rasputin

Erik leshnerr

Raven darkholme

Logan

Marie d'ancanto

Peter maximoff

Jubliee

Pixie

Pixie o'brien

Harland mckenna

Frank mccullen

Final fantasy

Cloud strife

Oerba dia vanille

Snow villers

Tifa lockhart

Hope esthiem

Oerba yun fang

Vincent valentine

Lighting farron

Zack fair

Aerith gainsborough

Narnia

Lucy pevensie

Peter pevensie

Susan pevensie

Edmund pevensie

Mr tumnus

Prince caspian

NCIS LA

Marty deeks

Shay mosley

Sam hanna

Kensi blye

G callen

Fatima nazami

Eric beale

Harley hidoko

Nell jones

Code lyoko

Aelita schaffer

Odd della robbia

Yumi ishiyama

Ulrich stern

Milly solovieff

William dunbar

Tamiya diop

Jeremy belpois

Triple frontier

Will "ironhead" miller

Frankie "catfish" morales

Benny miller

Santiago "pope" garcia

The night shift

Landry de la cruz

Joey chavez

Gwen gaskin

Kenny fornette

Jordan alexander

Michael ragosa

Drew allister

Shannon rivera

TC callahan

Ewan mcgregor characters

Catcher block

Dan torrance

Perry makepeace

Christopher robin

Rodney copperbottom

Robert lewis

Alex law

Edward bloom

Star wars

Crosshair

Cara dune

Luke skywalker

Aayla secura

Hunter

Din djarin

Padme amidala

Cal kestis

Rey skywalker

Obi wan kenobi

Bo katan kryze

Qui gon jin

Tech

Ahsoka tano

Poe dameron

Leia organa

Echo

Finn

Iden versio

Del meeko

Wrecker

Misc 1

Jack mercer

Mason "mace" brown

Spike spiegel

Toph

Lu fox

Elizabeth martinson

Casi

Laney boggs

Max lewinsky

Mahtilda

Flip zimmerman

Nani pelekai

Murphy macmanus

Korra

Lu fox

Samantha caine

Bill s prescott

Iris

Zack siler

Rachel

David abbott

Marta

Jed eckhart

Tess finnegan

Ryan williams

Barbara novak

Ted logan

Toni

Eugene/vida boheme

Tris prior

Murtagh morzzansson

Skeeter

Christian

Stephanie speck

John wick

Viola eade

Jonathan levy

Evey hammond

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Casey jones

Marni

Elliot alderson

Misc 2

Chris chambers

Andie anderson

Michael perry

Beatrix "the bride" kiddo

Elliott

Quinn fabray

Benjamin barry

Dani rojas

Billy/four

Daphne moon

Javi gutierrez

Allison reynolds

Hector villanueva

April o'neil

Ned tash

Kara

Don billingsley

Asami sato

Beau hutton

Monica long dutton

Joey coalter

Celine naville

Sam munroe

[naquey]

I figured I might as well start a masterlist while I'm at it because I never really had one before, and don't exactly know how to write one. No better way to whack at it, am I right?

Hi! You an call me Naqe or N. I'm aspiring to be an author and have loved writing since I was in fifth grade. It has been my passion for as long as I've known. I write fanfiction as a hobby, and am in college! Surprisingly, I'm fairly new to tumblr despite writing fanfiction for a long time. I started out on Quotev and just recently moved to AO3 under the same name Naqe. I deeply enjoy the fandoms that I am in and the fandoms that I discover.

Basic request and ask ethics:

minors DNI (if you see the above banner on anything nsfw that i've written and you still interact. I will block you)

dms are open to anyone 18+ (im 20 an DO NOT want to be talking to a child for any reason)

don't be an asshole: INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO PROSHIPPING, BATCEST, OR INCEST (if i see you come to my page i will block your ass)

i will not write anything 18+ if asked {(only on my own accord) and even if I do, I use a place holder. No x readers}

no zenophobia, transphobia, homophobia

nothing pertaining to religions (think: religious themes) outside of black butler

i only write for male/gender neutral reader

nothing with yandere or mental illness (even if it isn't glorifying it)

Avatar The Last Airbender Batman Black Butler Ever After High Five Nights At Freddy's Genshin Impact Gravity Falls Harry Potter Marvel Monster High My Hero Academia Twisted Wonderland Nanbaka

[Atla]

-Sokka -Aang -Zukko -Toph -Katara -Uncle Iroh -Mai

[Batman]

-Bruce Wayne/Batman -Dick Grayson/Nightwing -Jason Todd/Red Hood -Tim Drake/Red Robin -Damian Wayne/Robin -Stephanie Brown/Spoiler -Cassandra Cain/Batgirl -Barbara Gordon/Oracle -Helena Wayne/Huntress -Ed Nygma/Riddler -Oswald Cobblepot/Penguin -Harley Quinn -Selena Kyle/Catwoman -Harvey Dent/ Two Face -Turner Haynes -Harper Row/Bluebird -Cullen Row -Duela Dent

[Black Butler]

-Sebastian Michaelis -Ciel Phantomhive -Grell Sutcliff -William T. Spears -Ronald Knox -Undertaker -Madame Red -Bardroy -Finny -Mey-Rin -Gregory Violet -Lawrence Bluer -Herman Greenhill -Edgar Redmond -Vincent Phantomhive -Blavat Sky -Joker -Dagger -Snake

[Ever After High]

-Raven Queen -Madeline Hatter -Lizzie Hearts -Cerise Hood -Darling Charming -Apple White -Daring Charming -Dexter Charming -Hopper Croakington -Hunter Huntsman -Ashlynn Ella -Briar Beauty -Chase Redmond -Sparrow Hood -Duchess Swan -Humphrey Dumpty

[FNAF]

-Mike Schmidt -William Afton -Ness

[Genshin Impact]

-Raiden Shogun -Tighnari -Kuki Shinobu -Neuvillette -Kamisato Ayaka -Kamisato Ayato -Thoma -Kaveh -Kaeya -Alberich -Lisa -Amber -Lumine -Aether -Zhongli -Furina -Venti -Diluc -Rosaria -Keqing -Itto -Kaedhara Kazuha -Shikanoin Heizou -Layla

[Gravity Falls]

-Dipper Pines -Mabel Pines -Bill Cipher -Stanley Pines -Stanford Pines -Robbie Valentino -Thompkins -Soos Ramirez

[Harry Potter]

-Neville Longbottom -Harry Potter -Ron Weasley -Fred Weasley -George Weasley -Hermione Granger -Luna Lovegood -Remus -Lupin -Sirius Black -James Potter -Severus Snape -Regulus Black

[Marvel]

-Spiderman -Doc Ock -Silver Surfer -Loki -Thor -Deadpool

[Monster High]

-Frankie Stein -Deuce Gorgon -Clawd Wolf -Cleo DeNile -Draculara -Clawdeen Wolf -Abbey Bominable -Twyla Boogeyman -Torelai Stripe -Ghoulia Yelps -Holt Hyde -Jackson Jekyll -Manny Taur -Venus McFlytrap -Rochell Goyle -Garrot DuRoque -Robecca Steam -Sparky -Hexiciah Steam

[My Hero Academia]

-Izuku Midoriya -Iida Tenya -Uraraka Ochaco -Bakugou Katsuki -Shinsou Hitoshi -Touya Todoroki -Twice -Mr. Compress -Toga Himiko -Magne -Shigaraki Tomura -Spinner -Overhaul -Hawks -Takeshita

[Twisted Wonderland]

-Cater Diamond -Riddle Rosenheart -Ace Trappola -Deuce Spade -Trey Clover -Idia Shroud -Malleus Draconia -Lilia Vanrouge

[Nanbaka]

-Hajime Sugoroku -Samon Gokuu -Enki Gokuu -Kenshirou Yozakura -Mitsuru Hitokoe -Rorotto -Kiji Mitsuba -Damian -Nijimasu Nanairo -Yamada Orochi -Koisuke Kyuubi -Uno -Rock -Nico -Jyuugo -Honey -Trois -Aki -Haru -Musashi -Liang -Qi -Upa -Hakushaku -Tengu Murakami -Tsukumo -Fuji-san -Kusatsu -Ikkaku -Kojiro -Isou -Kujaku -Mei Yomidou -Ido Yomidou -Chimney -Hell -Tauro Twister -Taura Twister

[ATLA]

[Batman]

Eddie Baby (Rose Corvid/Ed Nygma)

Gotham Frights (Rose Corvid/Ed Nygma)

[Black Butler]

[Ever After High]

[Five Nights At Freddy's]

[Genshin Impact]

Sickness is Green (Kaveh x reader)

Business (Diluc/Li Jing)

[Gravity Falls]

[Harry Potter]

Did You Hear About That Mother (Roan Goldfinch & Walburga Black)

The Eagle and Her Prey (Roan Goldfinch/Regulus Black)

One Last Night (Roan Goldfinch/Regulus Black)

One Kiss (Roan Goldfinch/Regulus Black)

A Thousand Years (Remus Lupin/Cassander Lyall)

[Marvel]

[Monster High]

[My Hero Academia]

[Twisted Wonderland]

[ATLA]

[Batman]

Crime Down 10 (Ed Nygma and Oswald Cobblepot x reader)

[Black Butler]

One Of A Kind (Ocs x reader)

[Ever After High]

[Five Nights At Freddy's]

[Genshin Impact]

[Gravity Falls]

[Harry Potter]

[Marvel]

[Monster High]

[My Hero Academia]

[Twisted Wonderland]

[ATLA]

[Batman]

[Black Butler]

[Ever After High]

[Five Nights At Freddy's]

[Genshin Impact]

[Gravity Falls]

[Harry Potter]

The Black Family (personal fanon)

[Marvel]

[Monster High]

[My Hero Academia]

[Twisted Wonderland]

Entrusted To You [Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji]

Meet the Character [about ocs]

Star Wars; Purged [Star Wars]

source: cafekitsune

#masterlist post #will be added too later #batman #mha #dc #harry potter #hp #atla #avatar the last airbender #monster high #mh #ever after high #eah #marvel #twisted wonderland #black butler #kuroshitsuji #gravity falls #genshin impact #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #technically unfinished #masterlist update #masterlist #star wars

[ao3feed-drastoria]

Noble | Harry J. Potter

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/gdlU21O by en_la70s ❛ In the echoes of history, truth lies hidden, In the hearts of the brave, love is written. Two souls, entwined by fate and love, In the face of darkness, they rise above.❜ ⋆⋆☆⋆⋆ Brietta Astor and Harry Potter are forced in fates hand. Their love is absolute. But whether history repeats itself, for better or worse, is what remains unknown. ⋆⋆☆⋆⋆ (harry potter x fem!oc) Years 4-7 Words: 13293, Chapters: 5/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Harry Potter, Original Black Family Characters (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Percy Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Original Male Character(s) of Color, Charlie Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Cho Chang, Zacharias Smith, Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Astoria Greengrass, Daphne Greengrass, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, Horace Slughorn, Rubeus Hagrid, Andromeda Black Tonks, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Dobby (Harry Potter), Remus Lupin, Teddy Lupin, Ted Tonks, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Cedric Diggory, Parvati Patil, Padma Patil, Hedwig (Harry Potter), Crookshanks (Harry Potter), Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour Relationships: Harry Potter/Original Female Character(s), James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Slow Burn, The Golden Trio Era (Harry Potter), Original Character(s), Harry Potter Needs a Hug, Harry Potter Needs Therapy, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Post-Battle of Hogwarts, Battle of Hogwarts, Book 4: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Book 5: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Book 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Book 7: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Post-Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/gdlU21O

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #drastoria #draco x astoria #astoria greengrass #astoria malfoy #draco malfoy

[ao3feed-snape]

The Lost Savior

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/tczq7me

by Rogue_Gay01

The moment Harry Potter fell in love was the day Albus Dumbledore lost his so-called Savior.

The moment Marcus Flint fell in love was the day Marvolo Thomas Slytherin would gain his family once more.

  Read to find out more. Odd pairing: Harry X Marcus

Words: 1850, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Harry Potter, Marcus Flint, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Neville Longbottom, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Hermione Granger, Viktor Krum, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Draco Malfoy, Barty Crouch Jr., Rabastan Lestrange

Relationships: Marcus Flint/Harry Potter, Tom Riddle/Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley/Blaise Zabini, Neville Longbottom/Fred Weasley/George Weasley, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Hermione Granger/Viktor Krum, Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas, Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle/Draco Malfoy, Barty Crouch Jr./Rabastan Lestrange, Bellatrix Black Lestrange/Rodolphus Lestrange

Additional Tags: Tom Riddle is Harry Potter's Parent, Severitus | Severus Snape is Harry Potter's Parent, Pureblood Hermione Granger, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Evil Albus Dumbledore, Good Tom Riddle

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/tczq7me

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape

[drarreckyninja]

Overheard in the Room of Requirement:

Blaise: "Let's dink our cream-tipped weenies."

Ron: "I'm flat outta sperm!"

Cedric: "A centaur: Mostly man but horse where it counts."

Cho: "When in doubt, bush it out."

Crabbe: "The nipples are the home of the sex drive."

Goyle: "Ho ho HO!"

Harry: "Ha ha ha! Chili time for the big man!"

Draco: "There's a little cubbyhole for your contraband..."

Ginny: "I busted a coconut while lookin' on the internet..."

Luna: "You ever been to a BJ's?"

Hermione: "Are you going to put it in your mouth and swallow immediately or are you gonna put it in your mouth and hold it there for a while?"

Viktor: "Bend over, buddy."

Neville: "What are you doing back there? I'm trying to fall asleep! Why are you beating off a, uh... making a beat?"

Pansy: "Girl, I want you to move and get in this tub, 'cause I've made lots of liquid flow into it."

#harry potter series #incorrect quotes #blaise zabini #ron weasley #cedric diggory #cho chang #vincent crabbe #gregory goyle #draco malfoy #harry potter #ginny weasley #luna lovegood #hermione granger #viktor krum #neville longbottom #pansy parkinson #blaise x ron #cedric x cho #crabbe x goyle #draco x harry #ginny x luna #hermione x viktor #neville x pansy #blairon #chedric #croyle #drarry #linny #vikmione #nansy

[mytheoristavenue]

Peonies (Neville Longbottom) - Chapter 4.

This is the fifth part to a multipart Neville x OC story.

Summary: Professor Moody teaches his class about the unforgivable curses, and uses his students as examples.

Warning: arcahniphobia, death, torture, discomfort, unease, poor mental health.

"Alastor Moody, ex-Aruor, Ministry Malcontent, and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." A deformed mountain of a man stood at the head of the classroom, scribbling his last name on a chalkbaord with his back against the class. Slowly, he pivoted himself as if on the turntable of a music box, and faced the fresh fourht years with the a sterness that could rival that of Professor Snape's. "I am here because Dumbldore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?" He paused to allow the silent students to inquire about anything he'd said thus far, and was met with a chorus of cleared throats and shifting fabric.

"When it comes to the dark arts, I beleive in a practical approach" he continued, each word becoming more and more seething with every sylible. "Now, first, which of you can tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?" The room bacame even more hushed, if that was possible. Most young wizards weren't even aware of the Unforgivable Curses, and those who were were earily aware of the taboo that surrounded them, a few having even experienced them for themselves.

Marina could feel her entire body tense, her muscles contracting with the negitive energy in the room. She herself had hear rumors of a curse that could kill any being, whether they be magic or muggle, with just one incantation, but she had never beleived it. She glanced to her left at her tablemate, Hermione Granger, as she took in a sharp breath to speak.

"T-Three, sir."

"And they are so name?" Moody shot back, nearly excited.

"Because they are unforgivable." Hermione's shoulders shook with discomfort as she pressed on. "The use of any one of them will-"

"Earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban." the professor finished roughly, scribbling more unlegible writings on the chalkboard. "Correct. Now, the ministry says you're all too young to see what these curses can do." he said, setting down his stick of chalk on the podeum, an uneasy excitement in his tone as he did so. "I say different! You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared!" Marina watched cautously as Moody's fists clenched, stopping in his tracks. "You need to find another place for your gum besides the underside of your desk, Mr. Finnigan!"

Seamus's head darted up in shock, chewing gum still stuck to his fingers. "No way," he whispered to the students around him. "Old codger can see out the back of his head." The teacher's eye twitched at the comment as he spun on his heels to toss a chalk eraser at the insubordient boy's head with all his might. "And hear across classrooms!" Sadly, it hadn't had the momentum he was hoping for.

Sighing to calm himself down, Moody then returned to the topic at hand. "So, which curse shall we see first?" He asked, earily calm. A moment passed where Marina had the sinking feeling the she might be called on, an event she surely could not handle. To her relief, Moody already had a victim in mind. "Weasley!"

Ron sunk in his chair as the professor approached his desk, meekly mumbling out a shy, "Yes?"

"Stand." The ginger did as he was commanded, timidly rising to come closer Moody's looming height. "Give us a curse."

"Well, my dad did tell me about one," Ron began, sparking Moody's delight. "The Imperius Curse."

"Oh, you're father would know all about that." the professor responded. "Gave the ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago.  Perhaps this will show you why." He briskly sauntered over to a nearby table which held a colorful array of insects anf reptiles in jars of varrying size for display. His eyes lingered a moment, scanning his assortment of prey before falling on a young whip scorpion, freshly matured, having just recently shed it's last juvinile molt. uUncapping the jar that the arachnid called home, Moody carefully scooped the unsuspecting creature into his palm, and hoisted it to freedom, cooing praises to it all the while. Retrieving his wand from his pocket, he pointed it to the scorpion, before releasing a blessing upto to enlarge it's size, if only for the sake a clearer demonstation for the class.

Meanwhile, something nausiating brewed in Marina's stomach as she painfully watched the scene unfold. There were plenty good reason these curses where not taught at Hogwarts, or anything other magic academy for that reason. Plus, everyone knew that Alastor Moody was mad, he was literally called 'Mad-Eye Moody'. Combining two terrible ideas would never result in anything positive. Before she could even catch up the events to take a stand against them, her professor was already casting the first curse, his voice full of more gravel that ever as he did.

"Imperio." The scorpian seized a bit, if only for a moment, before being made to hover in the air by the direction of Moody's wand, before land on the deask were Neville sat with Dean Thomas. As the creature was allowed to sit on Dean's notebook for a moment, it seemed to gain some sort of control of itself, perching up against the tense Gryffindor's torso, begging for mercy. Just as it had felt a sense of secruity, it was wisked away, flying through it air to land right in the face of Vincent Crabbe, who blubbered with fear, as it crawled to sit atop his nearly shaven head. Once again, the scorpian was forced to a new location, this time, taking up a residence on the desk that the Patil twins share, on Padma's hand, more specifically, effectively silencing her genlte laugher as it gingerly crawled up her arm.

Moody couldn't help but take a small pride out of the chorus of hearty laughter that had taken the room, removing and dropping the arachnid on one unsuspecting student to the next. Finally, as his next victim, he chose Ron, letting the terrified creature hover over the boy, who was just as scared, if not more. "Careful," Alastor warned witha snicker, "If she bites, she's lethal." The ginger let out a small whine, trying his best to shrink under the spider's legs, ultimately to no avail. The whip scorpian still planted on his forehead, just as it had with so many of his peirs, which froze the poor boy in fear.

The professor let out a childish giggle as he scanned the room, looking for students whom he'd heard to trouble makes from other teachers. His searched turned up with Malfoy. "What are your laughing at?" He asked, mockingly, willing the arachnid to make iteself into a muzzle, fit for a Slytherin.

"Get it off!" the blonde shouted, willing his friend, Gergory Goyle to swat the thing away, which only resulted in a ripe smack to his cheek. As the classroom erupted again with fits of laughter, the pit in Marina's stomach continued to grow. She had always been a killjoy, and didn't find very many cruel pranks funny, but this, she thought, this was absolutely barbaric. Something inside of her could sense an oncoming change in this scene, she could see it written all over Moody's delighted expression.

"Talanted, isn't she?" he asked the class as he zipped the poor creature through he air, before painfully slamming it against a peign of glass. "What shall I have her do next, jump out the window?" As suddenly as it had began, the fun was over and the negitive energy that Alastor seemed to carry with him at all times was wafting back into the room like a suffocating cloud of dust. As the scorpion slid off the magnifying glass, it plummited toward a pail of water, only for Moody to catch it just before it could break the surface of the liquid. "Drown herself?" he suggested to the disturbed class, continuing to hold it just high enough that it's legs dipped in the water when it struggled, before gently bringing her back to his hand.

The professor looked out on his audiance, almost confused as to why they'd stopped laughing, weren't they amused? "Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did You-Know-Who's bidding under the Imperious curse." he finally spoke, bringing gravity into the act that his students had just taken amusment from. "But here's the rub: how do we sort out the liars?"

As he was ready to move forth with the lesson, Moody's eyes fell on Neville, and upon realizing this, the boy's skin paled, and he averted his gaze, in hopes that the professor might just find him to dimwitted to know anything about the unforgivable curses. Little did he know, that the man in front him, was living evidence that the cruses were real, and that Neville knew all about them. "Another, another. Longbottom is it?" Neville stood timidly, his gaze more looking through the teacher rather than at him. From behind, Marina couldn't halp but feel a pang to empathy for the Gryffindor. The Imerious curse, in her own opinon was the least severe of the three, and that only left Neville two terrible choices to pick from.

"Professer Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Hebology." Moody said,  merely to let his student know that he had more knowledge of his personal details that one might think.

"Theres...the Crutiatus Curse." he mumbled, not daring to  make eye contact with anyone in the room. A spark of excitement flickered in Moody's eye  as he ushered the Gryffindor over to the desk that held his array of insects.

"Correct, correct! Come, come, take a little nasty." he said, setting the whip scorpion dwon onto a magnifying glass, now back to it's original size. "The torture cusre." he whispered, readying his wand. "Crucio."

The spider let out a pained squeal that never seemed to relent as its body and limbs twisted in torment. Neville's eyes seemed to widen, if only for a moment before squinting again, contorting into a disturbed expression, accompanied by labored breathes. The creature's suffering intensified, and Neville seemed to share it's pain, now nearly hyperventilating and turning his head away from the scene with eyes tightly shut.

Marina felt so shaken by what was unfolding as the head of the room, and her tablemate, Hermione seemed to share the same senitment as she shot up from her seat to bring the scene to a close. "Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!" Her outburst seemed to force Moody out of his train of thought, as she shook his head and released his string of torment on the exhausted bug.  Releived, it bagan to crawl away, meek and tire. Neville, on the other hand, was unable to calm himself, trying with all hid might not to let tears that pricked his eyes fall.

As Alastor scooped the scorpion into his palm again and approached the class with, Neville stay on the stage, frozen in the first position Moody had put him in, anxiety consuming him to much to dare move. Much to Marina's horror, he approched her desk, settling infront of Hermione, before letting the spider crawl onto her textbook, much like it had done with Dean. "Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable curse, Ms. Granger?" The girl shook her head in refusal, her spirit broken, and unwilling to lead the death of an innocent, tormented creature. With that, his gaze wandered over to her deask mate, Marina.

"Then, maybe, Ms. Rafferty would like a chance to excell in Ms. Granger's place?" The Hufflepuff's lip quivered as she weighed her options, she didn't want to do this. "Don't let me down."

With a distubed tear running down her cheek, she finally spoke, and her words gave everyone in the room a sour taste of her. "Th-The killing curse." Moody smiled at her answer, almost proud to have such a controllable student. "Avada Kadavra..."

"Thats correct, Ms. Rafferty, very well." he gave her a swift confirmation in her unsure answer and pointed his wand to the tired creature crawling about all over the table, on it's last legs. "Avada Kadavra."

Just like that, the lesson was over. The poor, abused whip scorpion was dead, having keeled over against the cover of Hermione's textbook at Moody's command. Marina flintched at the squeal it let out in it's dying breathes. She was honestly glad it was dead. It was free now, and Alastor couldn't torture it ever again.

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Harry Potter + Cards Against Humanity

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Traitor pt.1

A/N: This is the first part of my mini-series, I really hope you´ll like it. While writing this I mostly stuck to the plot of the books and not the movies, so if you haven´t read the books (for some reason, I really can´t think of now) this might be a bit confusing at some points.

You watched the fire in the fireplace dying slowly. By now, the comfortable warmth it had radiated was fading, still, you and your fellow students were crouching on the couches in front of it and stared into the glow gloomily. Today had been probably the worst day in a long row of bad days. Not only that the DA had been exposed by Umbridge and was now at its end, but also your reckless behaviour had brought Professor Dumbledore in a more than just uncomfortable position, as Harry had told you. Your headmaster was by now on the run, after he had put off Fudge and his henchmen in his office. Now, the school would be fully exposed to Umbridge´s cruel reign. You didn’t even want to think about all the things that might happen in the near future in this school that -until now- had always been a safe haven for you and your friends.

“This is all my fault.”, Harry finally broke the silence and slumped in his seat. “I should have never even started all of this.”

But Hermione was quick to shake her head eagerly.

“If anything, it is my fault. Oh, Harry, you haven´t done anything wrong. This was all my idea.”

“You didn’t even want to do this. We talked you into this, man.”, Ron confirmed.

“But I´m the one who started this. I´m the one who took the lead.”, Harry argued, visibly upset.

“It really doesn’t make sense to put the blame on any of us.”, you cut him off harshly. “This is on Umbridge. And Fudge.”

“But I should have seen this coming. I knew that Umbridge was up to no good.”

“We all knew that.”, Ron said. The boy shrugged his shoulders. “And we all knew that she was going to catch us sooner or later.”

“We can´t change what happened. What´s important now is how we´ll keep going from here.”, you said.

“We won´t do anything anymore.”, Harry stated. “It´s over. We should just forget about it.”

“But there must be something we can do.”, you persisted.

“But Umbridge has the list. She can´t prove that we´ve done something, but she knows that all of us were up to something.”, Ron argued.

Hermione´s gaze shot up and suddenly she seemed to be as energized, as she had been when she had come up with her original idea of founding the DA.

“That´s it, Ron. You´re a genius.”, she stated. Even though you could see Ron flush in the dim light of the fireplace, the look on his face was as questioningly as on Harry´s and yours. But Hermione didn’t seem to notice. “Not all of our names are on the list. Don’t you remember?”

When she grinned at you excitedly, you realized.

Back in the day when everyone had met up in the Hog´s Head, you had been lying in bed with a nasty flue, regretting bitterly that you couldn’t accompany your friends to the very first meeting of the alliance forming against Umbridge. But maybe that exact fact could somehow help you out now. Because while back on that day, everyone had signed up on Hermione´s bewitched list, you hadn’t been there to do so. And by the time of the first meeting, you, as well as your friends, had somehow forgotten about the fact, that officially, you weren’t a part of the DA yet. And if Umbridge would use the list as a register of suspects, your name wouldn’t appear.

“But she still knows that we are friends. And even if there would be no connection between me and any of you at all – what am I supposed to do about the entire situation?”, you asked.

Hermione frowned.

“We have to think of something. And we need to be careful. We can´t allow any mistakes to be made once more.”

You nodded and let out a heavy sigh as you sank back into your seat. Just like Hermione, you weren’t ready to give up the fight yet, but on the other hand, for now, you couldn’t think of a single thing you were able to do in this situation. But as you saw Hermione´s gaze fixed on the fireplace, her brows furrowed and her lips moving constantly, as she talked to herself inaudibly, you strongly suspected that she was already working on a solution for your problem.

And your determination to do something -anything- about what was happening at your school only grew the next day. Because over the night new placates had appeared all over the castle. The Educational Decree Number Twenty-Eight announced that "Dolores Jane Umbridge (High Inquisitor) has replaced Albus Dumbledore as the Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry".

Many rumours were spreading around the entire school, suspecting what exactly had happened the day before. Surprisingly, many of them weren’t exactly wrong. At least most people were informed well enough to know that Harry had witnessed the entire scene and now he was bombarded with questions. And no matter how hard Harry tried to shield himself from the curious glances and remarks, somehow someone always found their way to him.

One of those people was Ernie Macmillan. You had always liked the Hufflepuff boy, but sometimes his constant talking got on your nerves. Today was one of those days, but then again it wasn’t that hard to appreciate his chatter, since he not only shared your aversion against Umbridge, but he also wasn’t afraid to say it out loud. And just like that, Ernie and Hermione worked themselves into a rage, gossiping about your new headmaster.

But as Hermione was using a barrage of not-exactly-friendly words to describe her, she was interrupted by a sneering voice.

“Do you really want to finish this sentence, Granger?”

You turned around, facing the boy who had interrupted Hermione´s hate speeches. Draco Malfoy had somehow managed to stalk you and was now standing behind you, accompanied by his friends Crabbe and Goyle and a superior grin on his face, making you suspect, he was up to no good.

And you were right. While the grin on Malfoy´s face only widened, he explained to you, that members of the Inquisitorial Squad had by now the authority to dock points from other students. And he promptly took advantage of his new power, as Malfoy docked five points from Hermione for running her mouth over Umbridge, and once more ten for her being a -as he referred to her- mudblood, five from Ernie for disagreeing with him, five from Ron, for not dressing properly, and five from Harry. With Harry, Malfoy didn’t even look for an excuse to dock points, simply stating that he couldn’t stand him. Finally, the Slytherin turned to you, eying you with a sly grin on his face. Until that moment you had just stood there, watching the scene quietly, simply left speechless by the audacity of the boy. You could feel your heart pumping loudly in your chest, as Malfoy´s grey eyes set on you.

“Let´s see (Y/l/n).” He paused, his eyes scanning every centimetre of your body, searching for something to criticise. You could feel your skin burning under his intense gaze. Finally, Malfoy looked up again, his grey eyes meeting yours. The smile on his face only grew wider as he said: “Five points from you for having such bad taste in friends.”

You looked at the guy in disbelief. It took you a few moments to find your ability to speak again.

“Excuse me?”, you squeezed out, as a part of you was still denying what was going on right now.

“You are excused (Y/l/n).”, Malfoy said in a haughty tone, making Crabbe and Goyle giggle meanly.

As he saw the dumbfounded look on your face, Malfoy just laughed, before he turned on his heel, and walked away.

Only when Malfoy was almost out of sight, you slowly started to process what had just happened. And with the realization setting in, you felt the anger boiling up in you.

“That stupid bastard.”, you hissed, grabbing your wand, ready to fire a nasty curse right at Malfoy´s back. “I´m gonna…”

“You won´t do anything about it (Y/n).”, Hermione cut you off, grabbing you by the wrist. “Not yet.”

“But Hermione, we can´t let him get away with that. We can´t let all of them get away with that.”, you said in a desperate voice.

“Oh, don’t worry. We won´t.”, Hermione said grimly. “And I already have an idea how we will do this.”

A few days had passed since the incident with Malfoy. You and your friends turned the situation over in your minds over and over again. And by now, you knew exactly what to do.

You walked along the corridors of the castle until you finally stopped in front of a pink-painted door. You took a deep breath and knocked.

“Come in.”

You pushed down the handle and slowly opened the door. As it swung open, you squinted. You were genuinely wondering how Umbridge was able to spend her time here. Everything was shocking pink. The walls, the accessories, even some of the furniture. By now you had no doubt that Umbridge´s preferred method of torture wasn’t as effective as if she would just lock up the students inside this room for an hour. There was no way anyone would ever want to risk getting in here ever again. As your gaze wandered, you noticed the many cat pictures on the walls. Even if the situation was more than serious, you had to fight a small smile that threatened to appear on your face. You were absolutely certain that Professor McGonagall had taken it as a personal offence when she had realized what Umbridge´s favourite pet was.

Finally, your gaze settled on the desk in the middle of the room. You could have taken the Professor for a part of her office as well since her entire outfit was matching with the walls behind her perfectly. You could see that your arrival surprised her. Umbridge raised an eyebrow questioningly, nevertheless, the toadlike smile on her face was the same as usual.

“Miss (Y/l/n). May I ask you what brings you here?”, she said. Her voice was sweet like honey, but not in a good way. You could see her eyes glistening suspiciously.

You shifted from one foot to the other, your hands buried inside the pockets of your cloak.

“I… I would like to talk to you about something Headmistress.”, you said.

Calling Umbridge like that was even harder than you had imagined. Your voice shook slightly, and you had to bring up all your courage to not pull a face in disgust. But luckily, even if Umbridge would notice how nervous you were, that wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing.

“Well, have a seat then.”, Umbridge said and pointed at the chair on the opposite side of her desk.

You mumbled a small “Thanks.” as you sat down. Umbridge placed the cup of tea she was holding in her hand on the desk and looked at you.

“So, Miss (Y/l/n), tell me. What is your concern?”

“I… would like to talk to you about… About what happened earlier… the day Professor Dumbledore… disappeared. About the DA.”

You could see Umbridge´s googly eyes widen. The corner of her mouth twitched upwards as her hands clenched around the armrest of her upholstered chair.

“The DA?”, she said in an even higher-pitched voice than usual.

“Dumbledore´s Army.”, you clarified. As if she didn’t know.

“Very well. So you confess that you have been a part of it?”

You shook your head, even if it broke your heart to do so.

“I haven’t. But I… knew. About some things.”

“Miss (Y/l/n), I really appreciate the fact that you came here. But do you really want to tell me that you haven’t been a part of all of this? That all of your friends have done those awful things, but you were completely unaware of it?”

“I wasn’t unaware of it, Professor. I simply wasn’t involved. Harry has told us that you have seen the list with all the members. You know I´m not on it.”

“And why are you telling me this?”, Umbridge said, by now sounding slightly impatient.

“Because I know that what the others have done was wrong. I knew it back then and now I´m certain. I also know that their resistance is pointless. For my part, I want to be on the right side of this. And this is yours.”

Umbridge nodded slowly, her gaze fixed on you. For a few moments, she remained quiet. Then she let out a small sigh and smiled at you sweetly.

“My dear, I feel like this is going to be a longer conversation. Would you like to have a cup of tea?”

You felt your stomach drop. You knew what was about to come, you had talked the scene through several times, yet, you could feel the palms of your hands beginning to sweat. But you put on your sweetest smile and nodded.

“Yes please.”

Umbridge returned your smile and flicked her wand. From a sideboard, a tea service flew towards you and landed on the desk. Your hands shook slightly as you raised the cup to your lips. You could feel Umbridge´s gaze burning on you. When the warm porcelain touched your lips, you squeezed your eyes, trying to focus on a certain point in front of you. And in your head, you repeated the words all over again: Evanesco. Evanesco, evanesco, evanesco.

 You gulped heavily, even though your mouth was dry before you put the cup back on its saucer.

Umbridge´s gaze fell on the cup, as well as yours. You couldn’t help but let out a small sigh. The cup was by now half empty.

Umbridge, who had seen the same, nodded with a pleased look on her face.

“Tell me, how are you feeling Miss (Y/l/n)?”, she asked you in a mellow voice.

“Good.” Your voice broke. You cleared your throat. “Good. I´m just a bit nervous.”

Umbridge smiled contentedly.

“There is no need for that my dear. It´s just the two of us. And we both want the same, don’t we?” You nodded. “So, why don’t we continue where we left off?”

“The DA?”

“Exactly.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Just tell me everything you know about it.”

Umbridge leant back in her armchair and folded her hands.

“Well, I don’t know exactly much.”, you hesitated.

“That doesn’t matter. Every little detail could be important.”

You deliberated a few seconds before you started.

“They were still at the very beginning. Professor Dumbledore had asked Harry to build the group. This was supposed to be the first official meeting.”

“The first official? So there have been interactions before?”

“I only know about one. They all met up to plan everything.”

“Who is all?”, Umbridge asked.

You shrugged your shoulders.

“I can´t be sure, I wasn’t there. But I suspect everyone from the list.”

“And what was your plan? What did you want to achieve with those meetings?”

“As I already said, I wasn’t a part of that.”, you pointed out. “But I know Dumbledore has asked Harry to teach the students how to fight.”

Umbridge´s hands clenched around her own cup of tea.

“To fight?”, she whispered breathlessly.

You nodded.

“Dumbledore held the view that the purely theoretical teaching in Defence Against The Dark Arts wasn’t enough. He wanted us to gain practical experience. And in his eyes, we didn’t do so in your class.”

“Obviously just an excuse.”, Umbridge interrupted you. “His goal was clearly a different one. The only purpose of this association was to form an army to bring down the ministry.”

“I don’t think so.”, you busted out. You bit your lip the very next moment, regretting your words.

But Umbridge didn’t seem to care. She threw you a compassionate smile.

“My dear, I totally understand that you want to think so. He had been your headmaster ever since you attended this school. But you have to understand that Dumbledore isn’t the man you all thought he was. Do you understand?”

By now, you bit your lip so hard, you could taste the metallic flavour of your own blood. But you nodded anyway.

“It´s just… so hard, you know? I always thought he was such a great man. And now he has done all those awful things. In the beginning, I thought that he might be innocent, but now that he´s on the run… I mean, why should he disappear when he isn’t guilty? But all of my friends still believe in him. And now they are all turning against me, just because I have doubts.”

Who hadn’t any doubts anymore, was Umbridge about your sincerity. By now you were absolutely certain that you had pulled the woman on your side. She tilted her head and threw you a -what she thought was- warm smile.

“I know my dear. But I can assure you that you have done the exact right thing. I am very proud of you.”

About half an hour later, you were still sitting in Umbridge´s office. The tea had by now gotten cold. Your Professor had asked you several questions about the DA, Professor Dumbledore and your friends. You had answered all the questions patiently.

“Well, I think that´s it. For now.”, Umbridge finally said with a sly grin on her face. “Or is there anything else you think you have to tell me?”

You pondered for a moment.

“The Galleons.”, you finally said. “The members were handed bewitched Galleons to communicate with one another.”

Umbridge nodded eagerly and scribbled down something on the pink parchment in front of her, which she had started to use halfway through to make sure she would remember every small detail you told her. Then she put down her quill and looked at you.

“Thank you very much, my dear. I really appreciate your effort. And it will be rewarded. Ten points to Gryffindor.”

You smiled.

“Thank you, Headmistress.”

Umbridge mirrored your smile.

“You earned it. You know what I told you. Good students will be rewarded, while bad students will be punished. Congratulations Miss (Y/l/n), you really honoured your house today. You have been really brave indeed.” Oh, if she only knew how much you had been. “You may leave now.”

You thanked the Professor with a sweet smile on your face and got up. When you had almost reached the door, you stopped.

“Headmistress?”

“Yes, my dear?”

“My friends… They won´t get in trouble for what I have told you, will they? I mean, I know what they have done wasn’t right, but I´m sure they wouldn’t have done it if they wouldn’t have been talked into it.”

“Don’t worry. I am very much aware of the bad influence Dumbledore had on his students. But from now on, that will change.” She threw you a tight-lipped grin. “So please tell your friends that from now on they will be responsible for their actions. And if they decide to keep on showing bad manners, I will take action.”

“I highly doubt that they will still listen to me after what I have done today.”, you responded glumly.

“They will understand that what you have done was for the good of all.”, Umbridge said softly.

You nodded.

“Thank you for your time, Headmistress.”

“Any time, my dear.”

Only when you pushed down the handle, Umbridge held you back once more.

“Miss (Y/l/n)?”

“Yes Headmistress?”

“Why don’t you attend the next meeting of the Inquisitorial Squad? By now there aren’t any Gryffindors in the group. But I want all students to be represented. I am sure we all can benefit from this collaboration.”

If she only knew how much you would benefit from this.

“I would love to. Thank you, Headmistress.”

And with that, you finally left.

But as you returned to the Gryffindor common room, the other students threw you some deadly glances and whispered with one another. And for the rest of the day, no one said a word to you, and everyone treated you with contempt.

pt.2

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draco x harry

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[onlytaylor]

That time during the Battle of Hogwarts when Draco almost died in the Room of Requirement but kissed Harry Potter instead

Draco Malfoy limps. He fucking drags his leg behind him, pushing forward and sacrificing every ounce of repituity while doing so.

It was the fucking snake. Nagini, the one who’d lived with them for months at Malfoy Manor. The one who the Dark Lord had fed numerous times in front of his followers, Draco chewing his cheek with silent opposition.

And now, it had bit him right in the arse. Just a bit lower in all technicality, but Draco didn’t care. He just wanted solace.

He hadn’t meant to show the slightest reluctance to the Dark Lord’s plan to invade the school. To “catch Potter once and for all” as soon as his presence had been identified. Forgive him- Draco loved Hogwarts. It was the only place he’d ever felt (and he’d kill you if you knew this) home. At school, he had his friends. He had games of exploding snap and good-willed jabs between housemates and witty banter. He had Potter to annihalate with sarcastic comebacks and the like. It all gave him fuel; a sense of purpose.

Now, that fuel had been ignited by dark magic and curses that set the turrets on fire. Creatures ran rampant, killing those in their wake. Some of the braver students had stuck around and threw counter-spells from behind posts and make-shift debris walls. In the midst of it all, Draco limps.

He pulls his leg to the Room of Requirement, where he knows Potter will be. He’s known him far too long to guess his motives. His plans were like clockwork, a rhythmic and predictable rouse. Or maybe, Draco was just that keen at sensing his thoughts and ideas.

He doesn’t have a lot of time; he’s figured that much out. Even if he manages to outrun Voldemort, the poison will still inevitably travel through his circulatory system. He’s already broken into a cold sweat as he approaches his destination.

Potter’s already there, rummaging through stacks of decade old-belongings that only the Room of Hidden Things would hold. He’s clearly searching for something.

“Malfoy.” He starts, pointing his wand at Draco’s chest. He’s alone, and the silence that ensues is almost unsettling. But this time, Draco doesn’t care.

He doesn’t care that he’s spent the last 7 years arguing with this boy. He doesn’t give a flying fuck that he’s on the dead end of his wand. He’s dying, and he doesn’t bother with small details.

He focuses instead on the vibrancy of his stare, the way his green eyes cut through him like no one else ever could. The soft patches of dirt that bespeckle his face and hands from battle. The beads of sweat that slowly trickle down the side of his neck, reflecting his urgency.

“I don’t have time for games right now!” He shouts, eyes darting around the room for his lost object while his wand remains steady. They then come to rest on his form, his bloody and pathetic lower half that trails lifelessly behind him.

“Wait, Malfoy- you’re- you’re hurt.”

Draco doesn’t respond. He tells himself his hard swallow is the effect of the snake venom, but he knows it’s a lie. It’s always been.

The caring tone to Potter’s voice, the way he lowers his wand and rushes to inspect him regardless of his mission is enough to push him over the edge. To ignite that same fire deep within his belly, blazing wild and free.

“What happened?” Potter is close, too close, and Draco finds it hard to catch his breath. That’s what happens when you’re dying, right?

“Fucking snake,” is all he manages to squeak, and suddenly he’s light headed. He slides downward to the floor, and Potter, against all odds, reaches to catch him.

Now they’re both on the ground, Draco panting and Potter pointing his wand at the wound. “Reinervate!” He commands, but nothing happens.

Again, louder. “Reinervate!”

“It’s fine, Potter. Don’t waste your time on me. You’ve got bigger fish to fry.” He smirks, and this is all too real. Potter’s caring for him. It’s nice and warm. Peaceful.

“Fuck, Malfoy, when did you become such a selfless git?” He’s smiling, and Draco chuckles. It’s a beautiful truce, winding and weaving Draco whole.

“When you decided to save the world, I guess.” Living Draco Malfoy would never be so vulnerable, allowing the sharp silence to fill the air between them. He’d scoff, or roll his eyes before running infinitely in the opposite direction. Dying Draco, however, was a fucking sap. He refused to deny himself what he’d been missing, buried upon layers of mistakes and bad decisions. Potter draws in a sharp inspiration before settling into Draco’s gaze.

“Why didn’t you tell them? Bellatrix- you knew it was me. You knew it was me, and you didn’t say anything...”

Draco laughs softly. “Because, you idiot, it was always you. Always fucking you. And I fucked up; I ruined my chance to be good. But you... you are what good aspires to be. And I hate that about you, I always have.” He pauses, grinning and shaking his head at his own stupidity. “But it’s what makes you Saint Potter, and you deserve every piece of it.”

Potter’s mouth drops into the finest of “O’s,” and Draco can’t help but stare at the plump crimson of his lower lip.

“Malfoy- Draco- what the fuck,” he whispers, and it’s not a question, but a foretelling. His voice is raspy; he swallows hard against a dry throat. His eyes are reflective pools of the past seven years, memories dancing across his irises as he realizes the implication of Draco’s words. He licks his lips, studying the boy before him. The boy that was wholesome and selfless and good despite all previous notion.

Before he can answer, Draco points upward. “Potter, look,” He states, his hazy vision landing on the most peculiar glint of sapphire. “It’s a diadem. Isn’t it pretty?”

“It’s a-“ Harry turns suddenly, whipping toward the direction of Draco’s gesture. Sure enough, there, propped against a dusty old mannequin atop a mound of antiquities, was exactly what he’d been looking for.

His face lights up, cheeks a rosy pink as they’re pulled taut. “Draco, you fucking prat, you found it! You-“

He jolts back to look at him, but his lids have come to a gentle close. His chest rises and falls in a shallow rhythm, and Harry notices the amount of blood that’s pooled around them.

“Draco, no! Fuck!” He glances around, desperate for some sort of answer, before deciding to cup Draco’s face in his hands.

“You can’t go and do this now, you wanker! Not when you just told me how you feel! Draco, please, please-“ he Grips for dear life, but Draco’s face is cool to the touch.

His stomach clenches. How has everything he’d known to be true flipped in just a matter of minutes? How did he end up here, begging his arch nemesis to be alive?

He runs a hand along the edge of Draco’s jaw, and he stirs a bit. His fingers glide lower, down the soft plane of his neck and collarbone. Draco shivers. Potter laughs.

“You like that, don’t you?” He smiles, playfully amused as he trails a path down Draco’s chest. The caress is heaven, and in his semiconscious state Draco feels whole. Green eyes flicker down to his lips, pale but smooth despite his current state. Harry knows this is it, and it’s all or nothing. There is no longer right and wrong; light or darkness. It’s only Draco, and himself, and everything that he’d thought he’d known to be true snowing gently in broken bits all around them.

He bites his lip, making a characteristically Harry decision- a rash, exuberant, intuition-driven thought that just feels right. And as he leans forward, closing the gap between them, he knows there’s no going back.

He’s going to get them out of here. Destroy the diadem. And- Goddamnit- Draco is going to get another chance.

Draco’s eyes fly open as Harry presses their lips into a soft embrace. It’s as if kissing fucking Harry Potter causes more of a shock to his system than the venom coursing through his veins, and suddenly he’s wide awake.

His hands are tingling; he’s nauseous; the room is spinning. And absolutely no part of that has to do with the injury to his leg.

Draco relaxes; allows himself to succumb to the warmth that spreads throughout his body. God, Nothing had ever felt like this before. If this was the type of reprieve that dying got him, then by golly-

Harry pulls away suddenly, and the absence is heavily vacant upon his lips. His stomach twinges as Harry snaps upward. It is all too evident that they are no longer alone.

“Potter! I fucking found you! You’re dead!” The voice belongs to Crabbe, and Draco is just coherent enough to make out his figure. He’s accompanied by Goyle, waving his wand about, attempting haphazardly to bring about some type of spell. Draco raises a weak hand to protest, but flames are already shooting from the tip of his wand toward a pile of rubbish beside them.

“Fu-fucking fiendfyre,” he whispers, and realization dawns on Harry as he realizes what Draco’s said. Crabbe wasn’t joking. They needed to get the diadem and get the fuck out of there.

In the nick of time, the door opens to reveal Weasley and Granger, who immediately hurl spells at Draco’s childhood friends. The robotic henchmen that he’s realized were no more loyal to him than his own father. They were blind, the lot of them, sightlessly following orders from the Dark Lord. Draco dodges, protecting his face from the fallout. Magic sparks the air, and an urgency radiates between all parties as Crabbe’s flames begin to violently spread.

Harry squeezes his hand before jetting forward, climbing the Mound of Things to retrieve the diadem. Crabbe and Goyle are distracted momentarily by the fire, which has formed the shape of a large serpent and seems to be forming ideas by its own volition.

Ron Weasley stares with his mouth open as the snake rears it’s head, and even Crabbe seems surprised at his own doing. Hermione, in a fit of logic, grasps his hand and pulls him from the direct path of the flames as the serpent strikes.

Harry’s tumbling, struggling to find hand-holds in the pile as things get heated. He’s almost to the diadem, and Draco is silently willing his thoughts to persuade his victory. He can hardly move, and in the midst of chaos he notices that his leg is tingling.

In the next moment, several things seem to happen simultaneously. Harry suddenly grabs the diadem. Ron and Hermione have summoned brooms and are hastily mounting their only means of escape. Crabbe and Goyle back away, terrified, as the snake turns on its master and slithers toward them. Draco observes it all, shaking slightly as his muscles contract involuntarily. His leg, it’s burning, and it’s as if the more the flames travel from object to object the more consuming the pain becomes.

Ron and Hermione are ascending rapidly toward Harry. The flames are climbing higher, ignited on old parchment rolls and other treasures from previous students. Harry is pulled onto Ron’s broomstick as he steers to the exit.

Harry screams objections, yelling at his friend to turn the broom around. Draco’s stomach lurches at the sentiment, but he knows it’s over for him.

The serpent’s attention is diverted to the trio as they halt and sharply turn backward. Weasley’s grumbling is barely audible above the high-pitched whine of the fire, and Draco begins to cough as smoke chokes the air.

The snake strikes, and a shower of flames lands around him. His leg, it’s on fire, it’s on fucking fire...

The pain intensifies. He’s going to pass out soon, he’s sure. His flesh is screaming, but all he can vocalize is a string of choked coughs. His throat is raw, but it’s nothing, nothing compared to the bite of that fucking snake...

He’s barely conscious, but he feels a tugging sensation on his limbs. And then he’s weightless, like he’s riding on air. The pain, it’s lessening. He must be close to death...

Harry. He thinks of that kiss, the one that forever erased the line between good and evil. How ironically it was the most alive he’d ever felt. And how if heaven was real, and if Draco Malfoy was lucky enough to end up there, he’d spend an eternity reveling in that one moment.

He allows his thoughts to consume him, until his leg is painless. He’s floating, flying... until he’s not.

He feels himself fall, tumbling forward, and then the slam of the floor against his chest brings him back to reality. His eyes flash open, miraculously, to find that he’s facing the entrance to the Room of Requirement. The door is closing, and there’s a serpent, and the room is engulfed in flames...

But as it seals shut, he’s left in the silence that he suddenly realizes is indicative of his safety. Next to him is Granger, pulling Ron to a standing position. On his other side is Harry, fucking Harry...

He’s lifting himself from the floor and begins running straight toward Draco, bruised and splattered with soot. Before he can open his mouth to speak, Harry’s arms are thrown around him.

“Your leg, Draco! How is it?” He pants, pulling away slightly to examine the wound.

But it’s vanished.

Draco’s mouth falls inexplicably, and he’s unable to make sense of anything that’s happened in the past ten minutes.

He gapes stupidly, breath heading as he grasps the fact that he’s suddenly fucking alive and his leg doesn’t hurt and there’s no bite. And Harry fucking Potter is still holding him, and it’s so much that he can’t handle it.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he stares at Potter, who’s a fucking light at the end of the incessant, winding tunnel that’s been his life the past few years. He becomes lost in the details of his face, cheeks flushed crimson with adventure and green eyes peering from behind glasses that were probably permanently crooked by now. He pulls his lip between his teeth as he too contemplates what happened.

“Fiendfyre.” Granger’s voice pierces the quiet confusion. “It’s a dark enough spell to destroy a horcrux. That’s why when you dropped the diadem, Harry, it disentigrated.”

“Oh my God, Hermione, Nagini is-“

“A horcrux.” She finished, and Draco glanced between them. Ron’s eyes were glazed over, and for the first time in his life Draco Malfoy felt he could relate. The logistics of it all quickly faded however as Harry’s eyes positively brightened.

“Draco, I don’t know fucking how, but when the fiendfyre caught your leg... it must have reversed the effects of the snake bite.” He’s smiling, a wide, wholesome grin, and Draco finally catches his breath.

“I’m- I’m not dying,” he declares, more to himself than anyone else, and Harry’s still beaming as he presses a continuation of their earlier kiss to his lips. It’s war, but in this brief moment, they’re fucking happy, and that’s all that matters.

“You know, I’m not dying, Hermione,” Ron tries with a helpless shrug, and she blushes before slapping his arm.

“Come on, boys,” she says determinedly to them all, “we’ve got a war to win.”

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Pansy Parkinson Headcanons | TW : eating disorders, suicide

she was very chubby growing up, and probably overweight

she and draco grew up together because they were both like old pureblood families

she was not at all popular for her first couple years, and was only really known because she annoyed Draco

She had her first kiss when she was thirteen with Vincent Crabbe

When she was fourteen she started developing an eating disorder and to the end of her fourth year she had full fledged anorexia

She started becoming popular in the end of her fourth year, and kissed Draco towards the end

They dated all throughout that summer

During fifth year she was very much super popular and also realized she liked girls too

She started to suspect Draco didn’t like her like she liked him, but mostly let it go because she figured they’d get married

She lost her virginity on her birthday before her sixth year with Draco

Draco started crying and she knew he was gay but they decided to continue dating

He got the dark mark, and she didn’t partly because her mother wasn’t involved either, and partly because she was terrified

She figured that after the war she would get married to draco

She and Daphne become very close during their sixth year and fooled around a bit

Throughout her sixth year she was very affected by what was hapenning to draco and the war overall and drank multiple times a week

Once seventh year started, Pansy and Daphne spent almost every night in the same bed, but didn’t do that much as they were both terrified

She gave up Harry Potter because she wanted her friends to be safe, but not because she supported Voldemort, although she wanted him to win

When the battle was over, Pansy immediately left England and stayed in France with Daphne for a bit

After the trials, she came back eventually becoming very depressed

She lost a ton of money, and eventually married Gregory Goyle despite them not loving each other

Greg kills himself when Pansy is thirty, and she falls into a bad depression

She moves in with Draco, who is dating Harry at this point

Through it all, Pansy still remains snark and rude to any outsiders

She keeps things inside, refusing to let it show

She still dislikes Harry despite what Draco wants

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Hello

I just wanna ask if more people could do hp social media au's because i love them thank you very much

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