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ash-whimsicalfanfic · 1 year

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We Got That Love, The Crazy Kind

Mattheo Riddle X Fem OC/Reader

Word Count: 2153

Warnings: Suggestive, fluff, mild language, torture, blood…

Prompt: Mattheo is awkward about showing affection to you in public, so you both are in a bit of an argument. However, Lavendar has a crush on Mattheo and you’ve had enough. Oliver decides to flirt with you and Mattheo wasn’t having it.

*Y/N’s POV*

“How long are you and Mattheo going to keep up this silent treatment?” Pansy asks, the both of us walking towards the courtyard.

“Until he can start treating me like I’m his girlfriend. I’m tired of the way he treats me in public. It’s like…he’s embarrassed of me.” I say, shaking my head upset.

I saw that he was sitting by a tree with Lorenzo Berkshire, Blaise Zambini, Draco Malfoy, and Theodore Nott. Our friends, however since this whole argument with Mattheo and I started, I’ve been sitting elsewhere with Pansy.

She didn’t have to sit with me, but she was a good friend even though I knew how close she was with the guys. Not to mention, Draco is her boyfriend. Yet, she decides to sit with me so I won’t be alone.

“I heard he broke up with her.” I hear.

“Yeah. They did. Because he couldn’t get enough of me. Mattheo…he’s good.” Lavender says.

“Whatever you do, and whatever your thinking, don’t do it.” Pansy pleads, but I stand as she curses.

I start walking towards the table she sat at with her friends as Pansy started to speed walk towards the tree where the guys were. I grabbed Lavendar by her hair and she cries out in pain. I drag her off the bench and let her fall to the ground. I wait until she stands up, glaring at me. I lunge at her, pinning her to the wall as I punch her repeatedly.

All I saw was red.

I’ve heard girls talk about Mattheo, but typically they stop when they see the glare I give them. Lavender doesn’t know when to stop.

“I don’t know what your obsession with my boyfriend is, but I’ve had it.” I snap breathlessly between punches.

“Ms. Y/L/N, enough.” Umbridge warns.

I ignore her when I see her pull her wand out. She points it at me.

“Petrificus Totalus!” She shouts, but I pulled my wand free, pointing it in the direction of her and shout, “Protego!”

She gasps, seeming shocked I would fight a spell. I let Lavendar fall to the ground as her friends rush towards her. I look at Umbridge who looked red in the face and was ready to fire another spell off at me.

“Expelliarmus!” I shout.

Her wand goes flying away from her and I storm out of the courtyard, heading towards the Slytherin dorms. I get to mine, slamming the door shut and locking it before going to my bathroom. I close the door, locking it as I look at myself in the mirror.

What have I done?

I’m suppose to mad at him, yet I can’t ignore what Lavendar says…he wouldn’t do that to me. He wouldn’t be with someone else…right? No…that’s…that’s not my Mattheo.

Who said he was still your Mattheo?

I shake my head, ignoring the stinging in my eyes. I turn the water on and watch the water turn a red-pink color as it washes away Lavendar’s and I’s blood. I grab my wand, pointing at one hand.

“Episkey.” I whisper.

I watch the hand heal before I grab my wand and point it at my other hand, doing the same. I look at myself in the mirror. Who have I become?

I was forced to stand at the front of the class and receive my punishment from Umbridge. She grabs her chair and makes me sit.

“You’ll be punished for the fight you started and then you’ll be punished for ignoring orders from a Professor.” She says.

She gave me a notepad and a quill. I was very aware of what this meant.

“How many lines?” I ask.

“I’ll let you know when it’s finished. I want you to write, “I will not disobey orders”, understood?” She asks.

“Understood.” I say shortly.

I clench my jaw, starting to write my lines as if it didn’t bother me. I ignored the stinging at the back of my eyes and focused on the quill in hand as she taught away. I take in a slow deep breath before letting it out. Blood dripped down my hand and was dripping to the floor. My hands shook slightly, but I continued to do as asked.

“Alright. Good. It’s been half the class. How’s your hand?” She asks.

“Peachy.” I say bluntly, looking up at her with a blank stare.

“Is this you talking back?” She asks.

“You’d know if I was talking back. What next?�� I ask.

“I don’t think your punishment is working,” she says as she pulls her wand out, “imperio.”

“What the hell are you doing?” I ask.

“Take the quill, write on your arm. Write mudblood. Until I say stop.” She says.

“You can’t do this!” Mattheo snaps.

“It’s against the rules.” Harry adds, looking quite frightened.

I grimace as I bring the quill to my arm and it digs into it as I write the saying I’ve heard all across my life. I close my eyes, my hand moving and continuously writing “mudblood” into my arm, going deeper each time.

“Mr. Riddle, Mr. Potter, enough. I can punish my students how I like. Maybe this will teach her a lesson.” She says, before going back to teaching.

I opened my eyes, looking at the word that was carved into my arm. A word that haunts me far too much. Maybe that’s why Mattheo is so embarrassed of me. I’m a mudblood. That is who I will always be.

“Alright Ms. Y/L/N, you can stop.” She says and I felt a weight lifted off me.

I throw the quill and pad of paper in her direction as I stand, walking out of the room as I ignore her calls. I get to the Slytherin dorms and Snape stops me.

“It’ll scar, but let me heal it.” He says.

“It’s fine.” I mutter.

He grabs my arm with a sigh, using his wand to heal it. I nod before walking away towards my dorm where I close the door and lock it.

I pull my shirt off and pull on a long-sleeve, wanting to hide that horrid word before I lay on my bed. I hear a knock on my door, but I ignore it.

“It’s me.” Pansy says.

I stay quiet, staring at the wall. She sighs, knocking again.

“Let me in. Let us in. We want to make sure your okay. That wasn’t okay of Umbridge to do. That was…torture.” She says.

“I’m okay. I want to be alone, so leave me alone.” I say calmly, fighting my turmoil of emotions.

I couldn’t avoid them forever. I avoided them for a good two weeks, by holing myself up in my dorm. Snape brought me my work, but he said I had to return to my classes today.

I was dressed in a long-sleeve shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. I never wore long-sleeves, but I couldn’t get that horrid word off my arm.

I put my hair up in a messy bun, looking at myself in the mirror blankly. I’ve gotten paler over the past two weeks which could be from not eating like I normally should. I had bags under my eyes and my eyes in general just looked tired.

I grab my bag and wand before I began to head towards Umbridge’s class. I walk in and she looks at me surprised.

“And I thought you left Hogwarts.” She mocks.

“And I wish someone Avada Kedavra’d you. Yet, your still here.” I say tiredly, going to my empty seat at the back of the class.

“Do we need to repeat your punishment?” She asks.

“Go on with teaching. Your punishment did nothing the first time and I doubt it would do anything this time.” I snap.

“And detention, Potter. I said, Cedric’s death was a tragic accident.” She says, turning her focus on him.

“Like your birth?” I ask annoyed.

“Y/n, enough.” Mattheo’s whispers harshly.

“Y/L/N, leave my classroom now. I’ve had enough.” She says calmly.

“Gladly.” I say, standing to gather my stuff as she starts to lecture me.

“Umbitch. Lecturing me, and shouting at me, and telling me to hurry up isn’t going to get me to move faster. You should’ve been killed months ago cause you are such a pain in the ass. How did you end up here? Honestly because you are pretty fucked up,” I say, laughing before looking at her, “and you don’t own me.”

I walk out of the room as Draco whistles.

“Damn.” Mattheo mutters.

I was in the courtyard working on my studies as everyone else finally filed out. I was sitting at the table Pansy and I had been occupying before I holed myself up in my room. Pansy and the guys join us.

“Hey, how are you?” Pansy asks softly.

“I don’t need pity and treated like I’m so broken glass doll.” I say, flipping the page of my textbook.

“We are your friends. We care about you.” She says.

“Well care less.” I say annoyed.

“Snape said it scarred.” She says.

“And if it did?” I ask.

“I know how much you hate that word. Your a powerful witch though. Better than Granger. Let me see it.” She says.

“Y/N.” Oliver says.

“Yes, Oliver?” I ask, looking up.

“Can we talk…alone?” He asks.

My eyebrows furrow, but I nod slowly. I follow him towards a tree that wasn’t occupied, away from everyone. My eyes flicker to my table to see that they kept glancing over and Mattheo was watching intently. I didn’t miss the look of jealously.

“Would you like to go out with me sometime?” He asks.

“Your pathetic, Oliver! You called me over here, to ask me out when you know I have boyfriend!” I exclaim, glaring at him.

“He doesn’t have to know. And he acts like you both aren’t together anyway. I can treat you better.” He says.

“In your wildest dreams, Wood. Get away.” I snap, going to walk past him, but he grabs my arm.

I pull my arm free, backing myself up against a tree as he steps forward. He brushes a strand of hair out of my face that must’ve fallen out from the bun.

“It’s always been you, Y/L/N. Mattheo doesn’t have to know about this. You and I…we’d be a better couple. I could treat you better.” He says.

“You’re a real piece of work, Wood. I love Mattheo, even if he doesn’t show his feelings towards me in public, I love him. Nothing will happen between you and me. Now, let me go.” I snap.

*Mattheo’s POV*

“I think Oliver is flirting with her.” Draco says.

I watch her and could tell she was uncomfortable. She seems upset after whatever he says and was glaring at him. She goes to walk past him, but he grabs her arm and I clench my jaw.

“Don’t do it man.” Theo warns.

“Ah shit. He’s backed her up against the tree and is going in for a kiss.” Lorenzo says.

I get up, storming towards the two of them and I push Oliver down to the ground as Pansy pulls Y/N into a hug.

“Okay, motherfucker now you got my attention.” I say, grinning as I start throwing punches at him.

“Not again.” Lorenzo sighs.

“Mattheo! Come on man! Stop! Umbridge will flip!” Draco snaps.

He and Lorenzo were trying to pull me off of Oliver, but all I saw was red. He touched her and he knew she is mine.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch her again! She’s mine, Wood! Next time I’ll kill you!” I snap.

“Mattheo…please.” She whispers.

I freeze, before looking over my shoulder to see that Pansy and Theodore were holding her back from coming to me. I’ll thank them for that later. Oliver hits me, and I turn back to him and hit him again before getting up.

I walk to her, pulling her towards me. She looks up at me with watery eyes. I lose a hand in her hair, messing up the bun. I pull her closer to me as I lean down and kiss her roughly.

Her hands rest on my chest as she kisses me back. I pull away, resting my head against her forehead as I look into her gorgeous (your eye color) eyes.

“I love you.” She says softly.

“Your mine.” I snap.

“I’m yours.” She says, smiling slightly.

I pull away before throwing her over my shoulder. She gasps, hitting my back as she snaps at me to put her down.

“Not happening. I’ll put you down when we get to my dorm.” I say and her cheeks flush as Draco “ooohs”.

“Mattheo!” She exclaims embarrassed.

“They got that love.” Lorenzo chuckles.

“Yeah, the crazy kind.” Pansy teases.

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theoffice1234 · 3 months

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why do people want fics where the character cheats on you/oc??? like I want an escape/fantasy where everyone is in love with you and would never hurt you

#jealousy #possessive #obsessive love #obsessive yandere #love triangle #harry potter #slytherin boys #draco malfoy #theodore nott #mattheo riddle #lorenzo berkshire #tom riddle

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flymetosnarryland · 11 months

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Jealousy.

Okay, I supposed to clean my kitchen to finally unpack some boxes but... as we all know, drawing Snarry is more important for me than IRL apparently, lolo.

I'm also suffering a bit because I don't do any progress so far with what I want in terms of drawing (have to work harder on my goals). Anatomy is hard as fuck and clothes are killing me. I really should make more study. Including colour. Gosh. I am so jealous about other artists' art and beautiful colours they are using (ಥ﹏ಥ)

And trying new expressions on Severus face... Merlin, save me. It's so, so freaking tough. I never aimed for make him handsome type, for sure, but knowing he is trying to keep blank face as much as he can... I don't know how to put it in words, lol. It's just... I'm trying to show only a glimpse of expression, but it's even harder than making a full one?

Anyway, I'm still happy to share no matter how many insecurities I have about my art and tons of imperfections I can see in it. So thank you, guys, for all the hearts and support. It's always motivating, makes my days better and makes me smile! ɷ◡ɷ

#snarry #Severus #Harry #Draco #flirting #jealousy #Muggle London

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faintedlcve · 8 months

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Hi Lucy~~~ ✨ Please can I request a Draco Malfoy fic based on Maisie Peters ‘You to you’? x

You to You

I cannot express to you how happy I am that you requested this. I absolutely love Maisie Peters and this makes my day because she is one of my favourite artists (I have a lot lmao) and she is so underrated hope this is what you wanted xx sorry this is so late x I was trying to make it good xx

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!reader

Warnings: angst, cursing (BC it's the lyrics), jealousy.

Summary: Draco did you dirty and you are determined to get back at him. And you're very good at expressing that.

Yes, this text contains of lyrics from other Maisie Peters songs, sue me (cause !! atleast !! then !! we !! could !! talk !!) they are in blue italic x

Three months ago today, he had your heart on a plate. You ate takeout on the floor, you gave the world to him and more.

As you saw Draco enter with his new girlfriend, you felt nothing but rage. You were such a perfect girlfriend and yet he decided to leave forever for something that won't even last.

"It took him a minute. To rip us up in a minute. To say he's done with committing." You said loudly enough for Draco and his new girlfriend to hear.

Draco sighed as he heard those words, knowing for well they were about him.

"Jesus Christ just move on already." Draco mumbled under his breath but you heard him.

"Oh, don't you think I'm trying." You said, offended by the audacity he had to say that.

As the rest of the common room burst into chatter, you sat there, observing Draco: how he talked to her, gave her time like he never did to you.

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"I lost my friends, took his side! Had his back cause I thought he had mine. That was then, I was wrong." You said to Pansy as you entered your dorm that you shared with her.

"Hello Pansy! Hello y/n! Nice to see you! Nice to see you too!" Pansy mocked annoyed at the lack of introduction.

"Pansy, you know there's no time for introductions right now." You said glaring at her.

"Ok fine! What did he do now?" Pansy asked.

"What did he do? WHAT DID HE DO? WELL I DON'T KNOW PANSY, HE'S DONE A LOT OF THINGS! FOR STARTERS, HE PLAYED ME! THEN HE BROKE UP WITH ME AND MADE IT SEEM LIKE MY FAULT. THEN HE GOT TOGETHER WITH THE ONE GIRL WHO EVERYONE HATES." You half shouted at Pansy.

"Not many people hate Astoria." Pansy replied.

"That's what you got out of this?" You glared at Pansy, your voice dripping with annoyance and anger all together.

"Ok, what do you want me to do about it?" She asked.

"Well for starters you should- well that and- I have no idea." You said looking for an excuse to involve Pansy but failing miserably.

"Exactly. You're digging in this too much. You two are over. You need to enjoy your life." Pansy said.

"That's the first smart thing I've heard you say Pansy! Thanks!" You replied.

"No problem- wait what?!" Pansy pouted looking offended.

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You hoped that he'd find someone that he trusts. And he gives all his darkest secrets up. And then you hoped they break his heart in two.

"Hope she does a you to you to you to you to you." You mumbled under your breath as you saw him enter with Astoria.

"Still on him?" Theo asked seeing you stare at him.

"No way!" You replied.

"What he did was pretty shit. You deserve better." He said smiling at you.

"I shouldn't be surprised, he's not the 'meet the parents' type, he said he needed me, wanted to be with me, just didn't want his friends to see." You said as you glared daggers at him.

"Wow what a liar. What else did he say?" Pansy joined in on your conversation.

"Well, he said I was different. But I wasn't different, I was just a girl he said he loved. Now I wish that I'd listened." You said.

And you lost your friends. Took his side. Had his back cause you thought he had yours. That was then. You were wrong.

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"oh great there she is. She's so obsessed with me." Draco said to Astoria as you stared at you.

"I hope that you finds someone that you trust. And you give all your darkest secrets up. And then I hope she breaks your heart in two. Hope she does a you to you, to you, to you, to you. I hope you give her everything you got. And she tells you you're special when you're not. And then I hope she breaks your heart in two. Hope she does a you to you, to you, to you, to you." You murmured glaring at him, indicating just what he had gotten himself into.

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"I know I'm being bitter but my letters didn't get through to him. Knocked out both my owls oh look at that I guess it's two for two (sorry I couldn't come up with anything better ☠️)." You stated to Pansy angrily.

"He also might've sort of called you a psycho to all of us." Pansy said nervously.

"Calling me a psycho to our friends and that's not news to me. Wish it was, but honestly that's just so him. He should keep in mind that there's nothing I do better than revenge." You said angrily.

(yes a Taylor swift reference)

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"I heard you've been talking about me behind my back." Draco says. "Care to tell me what you've been saying?"

"It's none of your business." You said death staring him.

"It appears to me that it is very much my business. You're talking about me and for all I know, your pathetic self could be spreading rumours just as pathetic as you." He said surprisingly calmly.

"oh you wanna know? Here. This is what I've been saying." You began.

"Y/n no! You're better than this." Pansy stated. But it was too late. She should've known it was too late.

"I hope you think you've finally found the one. Then she fucks you over just for fun. Cause then maybe you'll realise what you do. Hope she does a you to you." You continued. Draco gave you a look as if daring you to continue.

"So I hope that you find someone that you trust and you give all your darkest secrets up. And then I hope she breaks your heart in two. Hope she does a you to you, to you, to you, to you, to you. Oh I hope she, yeah, I hope, I hope she breaks your heart."

"You don't mean that." He said seemingly unamused.

"Baby, oh you know I hope she does." You said shocked by his audacity.

And you hoped she would.

You hoped she would.

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I hope I didn't misinterpret the meaning of your request xx thank you for the idea! I love it! Request again 💖

#draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #draco x reader #draco x y/n #draco x you #lovers to enemies #jealousy #better than revenge #harry potter #harry potter imagine #draco malfoy angst #draco malfoy imagine #draco fanfiction #draco

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dramioneasks · 9 days

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can u rec fics where one of draco’s friends pretend to be interested in hermione to get him to react

Friendly Interference By: cleotheo - T, 5 Chapters - When Draco refuses to ask Hermione out his best friend, Blaise Zabini steps in and vows to bring the pair together. Will Blaise be successful in getting the couple together or will he ruin any chance they have of happiness with his interference? Short five part story.

Blaise Zabini and the Difficulty of Existing - starkidsftw - T, one-shot - Draco Malfoy was in love with Hermione Granger. He didn't know it. She didn't know it. But Blaise Zabini, boy did he ever know it. 7th Year Dramione AU from Blaise's perspective.

You're My Present This Year - rainchance - E, one-shot - Draco thought it had been kind of sweet when Granger said it, plucking a bow off the table and sticking it to his chest while she and Narcissa wrapped presents. Completely innocent, nothing sexual or weird about it at all.

Three Can Play By: silverotter1 - M one-shot - Hermione finds that sometimes a girl is willing to do almost anything to get what she wants. DM/HG TN. One-shot. Set in Seventh Year.

-Lisa

#anonymous #blaise #theo #jealousy [draco]#matchmaking

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sawiet · 6 months

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harry: *upset about breaking up with ginny*

draco: god, send me one tear.

#harry potter #draco malfoy #hp #hp fandom #harry potter fandom #draco x harry #harry x draco #drarry #hpdm #my stuff #jealousy kink #idiots in love

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cluelesspigeons · 11 months

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This is written for the song ‘Genghis Khan’ by Miike Snow from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 135

Drarry microfic: not exclusive

Draco looked up from the piece of parchment in front of him at the sound of footsteps nearing his open office door. He knew those footsteps.

“Where are you going, Potter?” he called out just as Harry passed his door.

It didn’t take long for a messy head of curls to appear around the corner, a cocky smile curling the ends of his mouth upwards. “I am going home to get ready for my date tonight,” he said. He disappeared again before Draco could even think of something to say about that.

Draco huffed, rolling his eyes. Yet for the rest of the day, he had to keep telling himself that Harry was allowed to go out with other people. It wasn’t like they were exclusive anyway. Even if, deep down, Draco wished they were.

Prompt from March 3rd

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reliand · 2 years

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The Mirror of Ecidyrue

Draco Malfoy and The Wheel of Hecate || by Starbrigid

Potter was sweating more than before, a bead of it running down his face and catching distractingly over the curve of his top lip. "You think you're so impressive, don't you?"

"Am I not?" said Draco, and nonchalantly tripled the heat of the fireball, turning it blue and then to the charmed green of Severus's fire. As if it was nothing, and he hadn't spent the past several weeks doing almost nothing but practice this spell in wake of his assessment, along with nearly completing work on Hermione's new charm for her birthday. He'd expected to have to spend a lot more of the summer learning Portkey-related spells, but compared to, say, Expecto patronum, that homework for the coming year had been child's play.

Draco concentrated until the shade of green deepened, matching almost to Potter's eyes. He could see it reflected in Potter's pupils. This was the greenest they had ever looked, lips parted in wonder with that bead of sweat and another dripping between them-

I have been binge reading this absolutely breathtaking series for the past week and this moment from book 4 filled me with so much joy. The flirting, the magic, the mint-green of Malfoy’s hair! I haven’t drawn anything in years, but I can’t get this fic out of my head. It’s consuming me! If you want a time travel fic with an excellent spin, maximum slowburn, and a hilarious but traumatized Draco Malfoy, this is it. Read this series!!!

This is part of an ongoing series of drawings I’m doing for the fic, which are linked below:

Book 1 || Book 3

#the mirror of ecidyrue #drarry #drarry fanart #Harry Potter #harry x draco #draco malfoy #guys seriously this fic is fucking good #I don't think I can stop at just one piece #i want to draw more from this universe so bad #but i need to give my carpal tunnel wrist a break after hammering this out #starbrigid #god i swoon over draco's flirtyness in this #and i dont care but harry's jealousy is hot okay #my artwork #my art

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ohyeah0 · 2 years

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A/n: shitty writing. Never proof read this so safe journey. Thinking of making it a book. The sinner part does not come out in this one maybe in sort two.

Warning: smut, swearing, jealousy

Word count: 2k+

[sinner] [P1]

mattheo riddle. rich, powerful and dangerous. he was always destined for this life. it was chosen for him way beofe he had even gotten his name. his mother and father, both big names in business, knew that one day their son would have the honor of carrying on their legacy.

so they sent him to the best school there was, Hogwarts. and that’s where it all began. during first year mattheo met draco, the rich spoiled kid who’s parents visited their house frequently. they were briskness parters so their kids were bound to form a bond of some sort. mattheo also discovered that adriel, one of his long time friends was also going to attend the school as his older sibling were there doing their fourth year. and that’s when he met azalea. when they met they didn’t like each other that much. both of them had completions for now reason. and they fought over who deserved adriels attention.

After three years, azalea and mattheo formed a bond. they began to quarrel less and talk more. but unfortunately draco made a move first. Draco and azalea were that couple. the one everyone admired and wanted to be like. they were everything. they dated right up until sixth year. Draco became more silent and distant. that led to fights between him and azalea. it didn’t end well. the two ended up breaking up after a two year long relationship.

mattheo and azalea started dating three months after Draco and her broke up. people were suprised yet it was bound to happen eventually. school ended quite too fast but that didn’t stop them from continuing .

After school Mattheo immediately got to work on his duties. The company was already in his name as his parents were planning on retiring soon.

With zalea on his side he archived all his goal worked endless nights just to make sure he was stable.

For him.

And for her.

“zalea!?” mattheo screamed for the bedroom in search of his wife. he would never get used to calling her that. calling her his. as soon as they had finished school he had asked zale to marry him. he didn’t want to lose her again to anyone. do they got married.

“in the shower love.” zalea said calmly form her place behind the shower door. mattheo walked in loosening his toe and pants as he strutted and sat himself on the bench right next to the tub.

“what’s wrong theo?” she asked gazing up to look at her husband who’s chest was rising up and down rapidly.

“Draco.”

that was all he had to say before she knew what was wrong. Draco had not been happy to know that his business partner had married his ex lover. Even free him and zalea broke up he couldn’t let go of her.

“he called my office talking about you. he started talking about the times you two— did things. He then sent me a bunch of pics of you naked. Taken in spots in this very house. He’s been watching zalea and I promise you it’s driving me nuts. On more stunt and I’m ready to kill the asshole.” mattheo huffed out dragging his hands over his face.

“hey hey listen to me. I’m yours and yours alone. Let the idiot continue day dreaming cause I’m not leaving you. I’m yours. You’ve already destroyed me for everyone. yours and yours alone got that?” zalea said bringing her hand to his face and stroking his cheek.

“Mine and mine alone you say?” Mattheo said grinning madly and forming a smirk on his face.

“Yes— daddy.” She muttered but she never got to finish her sentence before mattheo had slammed his lips onto hers. He quickly got rid of his clothes and hoped into the tub next fo her. His lips found her neck and slowly wandered down to her breasts. he teasingly flicked her nipples making them hard and perky under his teasing tongue.

The pleasure she was receiving to her nipples and neck was sending electric shock waves to her pussy.

Mattheo looked up at his wife and smirked as he saw the flustered look she had on.

Zalea reached under the water and grabbed mattheos cock, stroking up and down against the forskin. Mattheo threw his head back and groaned quickly while sucking another hickey into zaleas neck.

“Theo fuck fuck me please.” She begged looking at him through her big eyes. Mattheo smirked and fixed himself under her so that his boner was pressed right up against the opening of her cunt.

“My pleasure mi amor.” He grunted while thrusting up into her.

Draco sat at his office chair looking over at his computer which has the cameras footage on it. Live footage. He watched angrily as Mattheo kissed his girls neck. How she moaned as he played with her tits. Those tits we’re gonna be the death of him.

He watched the long footage multiple times looking at mattheo pleasing her. The girl he loves. The girls who belongs to him.

She may not know it but he owned her. In every way possible.

After watching the footage for the 15th time draco slammed his computer screen shut and he turned swiftly around his chair. He stroked his chin looking at the glad wall of his office.

All this money and he still couldn’t get the one thing he wanted. Screw being rich if he can’t have her. Azalea Zabana.

Mattheo walked into my office after I called him up for a meeting. It wasn’t really a meeting as such. It was more of a way of seeing if he had any of her marks on himself. He was already five minutes late.

Suddenly the door burst open and speak of the devil himself, mattheo, walked in. he looked scruffy. like he had been shagging someone before he got here. probably his wife.

I hated saying that. the fact that he got to have her. it had been over six years since we broke up and that was in high school, but her.

Her.

she was everything and I couldn’t find anyone who would meet her standards. not that I had tried anyway.

“you’re late.” I muttered not having the tolerance to speak to him right now. “sorry got held up.” he answered back licking his lips.

Filthy pig.

“shagging someone?” I asked with my eyebrow raised but quickly chuckled to let the issue slide and so did mattheo.

we discussed for a few hours about the business and new services we were planning to add to the business. after a while we got bored and eventually got carried away drinking and talking about women. he only talked about her though. the one thing I couldn’t have was her and he got to walk around talking about her like she was a golden trophy.

a knock erupted from behind the door and my personal assistant, Nancy, walked in with her clipboard .

“sorry sir to disturb you but mrs riddle is currently waiting outside for him.” she said pointing outside the window to where an expensive black car was parked. and just outside the door was her.

I hadn’t seen her for over a few years and she looked different. she looked like the wife of well Mattheo. and that disgusted me.

“well little lady is waiting for me, so I’m going to leave now.” mattheo muttered and walked out without waiting for my response.

mattheo climbed into the passenger seat of his wife’s car. Azalea was seated ready to start driving them both home.

“baby, you good?” mattheo asked her as he adjusted his seat so that it was lying back.

“no. Draco was ogling me from his office window. I feel scared sand unsafe. He seems to be doing something. I can’t get the thought about being watched by him out of my head. I’m scared.”

Azalea was never scared. Her being scared meant she was really worried.

“baby don’t worry. I have an idea. I’ll call up Yvonne and ask her to look up a few houses a little bit farther from here if that will make you better?” mattheo suggest looking to his wife’s direction.

“Yeah. That would be great.” She answered as she pulled into their driveway.

They made their way out of the vehicle and entered their home but as soon as azalea shut the door Mattheo was all over her.

kissing her roughly, intensely and with passion. she felt the need growing in between her thighs, clutching them to gain any kind of friction.

“do you want me to fuck you?” Mattheos asked in a sultry voice making azalea quiver with need and anticipation.

“fuck yes theo, please.” She mumbled bunching up his shirt and pulling him for another kiss. He mumbled a quick “jump” and azalea followed the order jumping and letting mattheo grip her thighs as he took them to their bedroom.

Mattheo smashed the door shut and pressed azaleas needy body on it making her groan in pleasure. his hands were everywhere; her ass, thighs, back, hair. Every square inch of her body had been explored by mattheo. He knew her inside and out. her sensitive areas and what made her snap.

His hands began to wonder in between her thighs stroking slightly, enough to send a wave of pleasure and arousal to her cunt. he began to kiss her collarbone slowly making his way down to her chest where he ripped the shirt she was wearing. A sudden gasp escaped her mouth, shock evident, but soon turned into a breathy moan as mattheo bit into the flesh uncovered by her bra. her hands tugged at Mattheos hair, gripping onto anything she could. he then took his free hand and slid it round her torso to undo her bra. As soon as it was off her attacked her breasts massaging one while sucking and kissing the other. her perky little nipples were enough to drive mattheo wild. Moans flew out of her mouth as well as profanities which made Mattheos dick twitch inside his pants that suddenly felt way too tight and contracted.

He began to kiss lower, her stomach fluttering as he placed a kiss on the beginning of her panties. His hands went to the sides of her underwear and gripped the material but instead of pulling them down like a civilized human being he ripped them. Azalea squirmed when she saw this a whimper leaving her mouth making mattheo smirk.

“You like it when I’m rough don’t you? You little slut. No one and I mean no one can see you like this, you’re mine.” He grunted now parting her legs and placing one of them in his shoulder. He started of by blowing onto her throbbing nub and licking slowly at her opening, purposely avoiding the nub that throbbed painfully.

“Please theo.” She breathed out. Mattheo chuckled and pulled away and gazing into her eyes.

“Please what?” He said bringing a finger to her clit and making rough yet agonizingly slow movements. Her face contorted to one of absolute pleasure. Sex with mattheo was always good. He knew what he was doing and better yet, he knew how to please her.

“Fuck— please faster.” Mattheo granted her wish and began to move his fingers at an extremely fast pace while lapping at her cunt. Her taste always got him drunk.

The way her pussy clenched around his tongue was driving him mad.

“God shit theo I’m cumming—.” She screams into his ear while she releases all over his fingers, so much that she squirts.

“Well shit.” He says grunting and wiping the sides of his mouth, his hair dripping from the amount of arousal she released.

Azalea stumbled over the bed and lied down, exhausted from the pleasure she just received. Her breath coming out as short and quick. Mattheo chuckled at how tired she was and walked over towards the bed, sitting next to her naked frame.

“You good?” He asked lying down next to her.

“No.”

“Think you can give me another?” That sent her head bolting upward and staring at him.

“You’re crazy.”

“Please it’s only fair. I made you cum now it’s your turn to do the same to me.” He whined tugging at her waist.

He stood up and began undoing his pants . Once he got them of he pulled down his boxers revealing himself to her. All 9 inches of him. For her that sight would never get her bored. She struggled to place herself on his lap, supporting herself by his shoulders.

“You ready?” He asked stroking his cock back and forward to collect her wetness. “Yeah.” She whined as he plunged into her from below, shuddering as he felt her walls fluttered around him. A hiss escaped her mouth as her clit rubbed against his pelvis sending extreme amounts of pleasure jolting through her body.

“Shit, just like that. You take me so well princess.” Mattheo praised while quickening his pace of driving into her cunt.

“Slow down theo.” She moaned but Mattheo quickly did the opposite. She felt herself unravel all over him, bringing her to the second orgasm of the day. Her head pounded and her thighs shook violently, almost licking mattheo of her.

His thrusts became sloppier and less coordinated showing he was near to finishing. Just as he was about to pull out she tugged at him and pulled him back into her.

“Cum inside me. I want you to fill me up.” She said maintain eye contact with him while riding him.

And he did just that. Filling her up till it dropped down between the twos sweaty bodies. Rope after rope he released inside her making her whine.

“Fuck—.” He muttered finishing of and pulling out. He walked or more like staggered down to the bathroom where he took a damp towel to wipe down zalea.

“You did so well.” He praised while wiping her clean while she just muttered incoherent sentences. When he came back from the bathroom she was already softly snoring with her head on the pillow.

Mattheo shifted her so that he could climb into the bed as well, sliding under the sheets with her.

Draco’s pov

Again I had to watch him enter my lovers body. Giving her pleasure that she was only supposed to receive from me. That was it.

At this rate he was only doing it to piss me off. I could tell he knew. From coming in looking all scruffy and fucked out to talking about her over drinks, I could tell. The asshole had taken my precious away from me.

Well it was only a small amount of time before I took her back for myself. He kept on crossing the line, knowing that we were once lovers and talking about her purposefully around me.

The door to my office swung open and in walked Crabbe and Goyle who looked at me awkwardly.

“Sir you called for us.” Crabbe said trying to sound confident but his posture told me otherwise.

“I need you to do a job for me. Are you willing?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good.”

#dracomalfoy #hogwarts #draco malfoy smut #jealousy #mattheo riddle #oc #sinner

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dramione-fanfiction · 2 years

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Story by: potato4 (FanFiction.Net)

Story name: How the Light Gets In

Summary:

He grabbed her wrist with his left hand and pinned it above her head, pressing their forearms together, Dark Mark against Mudblood scar. Death Eater against Muggle-born. "The war left scars on both of us that we didn't ask for. But you still flinch when you see mine. And what's why I will never deserve to have you." Slow-burn Dramione. Canon compliant. EWE.

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damsel-in-mistress · 1 year

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NEW FIC: Education is Key

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Jealousy, Post-Hogwarts, Post-Canon, Post-War, Flirty!Draco, book!Ginny, Teacher!Hermione, Good Draco Malfoy, Bathroom Sex, Inspired by Sons of Anarchy, Quidditch team manager Draco Malfoy, Quidditch Fundraiser, Jealous Hermione Granger Summary: No, Hermione Granger is certainly NOT the catfighting kind. Least of all now that she's nearing 30. But some people just bring out the worst in her and isn't it great to have friends like Ginny who then remind her that sometimes, you just have to educate. . . .

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tobias22nickless · 2 years

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Chapter One: PILOT

Word Count: 0.8k (800 words)

Draco Malfoy x fem!Reader

Although it was sad to leave Hogsmeade after what seemed like such a short period of time spent there, it was refreshing to be back inside the warm walls of Hogwarts.

One of the most fascinating mysteries of Hogsmeade was the fact that it was always somehow snowy in the village, despite the areas around it experiencing normal seasons, including Hogwarts. Currently, outside of Hogsmeade, it was the last month of summer, and all students would be returning to school shortly.

To celebrate this, the start of a fresh new year and the congregating of the students again, there was a great feast to be held that evening.

I was so busy reminiscing the countless memories I have made over the years with my friends in the village that I didn’t realize the opening from under the painting of the Fat Lady had closed.

I collide with the border of the painting headfirst. Stumbling to the ground and clasping both my hands on my nose, “ouch,” I groan.

The Fat Lady lets out a bellowing laugh which echoes throughout the hallway. “That,” she laughs, “made my week.”

Continuing to my rub my sore nose, I mumble, “I’m glad. Flibbergibbet.” I stand myself up and collect my belongings from the floor as she reveals the Gryffindor common room to me, the painting swinging open.

As I climb inside, I scan the room for a familiar face, but Hermoine finds me first and shouts across the room to get my attention. “Y/n!”

My gaze sets on my friends who are sitting on a large, red couch in the centre of the room. Their heads turn in my direction and welcoming smiles spread on their faces.

“Show us everything you bought!” Ron says, nodding his head at my suitcase beside me once I’m standing before them.

“Don’t tell anyone else,” I say in a hushed voice, looking behind me to see if any prying eyes were upon us, “but I brought a bunch of lollies for us to share around.” I begin unzipping my weather-beaten suitcase to reveal a stash of acid pops, butterbeers, Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans, sherbet lemons, and many other tasty snacks.

“How did you get your hands on the butterbeers? They sold out before I could get there!” Ron exclaims, his mouth watering.

“Don’t worry Ron, I’ll share,” I say, patting the ginger on his back.

“Now that I think about it, I didn’t see you a majority of the time,” Harry points, raising his eyebrows impatiently.

“You seemed to be getting along with the Slytherins pretty well,” Hermoine added, “especially Malfoy…”

Ron ducks his head, muttering under his breath, “scumbag.”

Hermoine quickly snatches my hand and guides me away from the rest of the group, over to a corner of the red and gold decorated room. “Y/n…,” Hermoine whispers, “there’s nothing going on between you and Draco, is there?”

I am taken aback, frowning at her words. It is true; I did spend most of my time at Hogsmeade with Draco and his friends. But there was nothing remotely romantic going on between either of us; I was sure of it. I felt comfortable around him and his friends, but I couldn’t quite place my finger on why this was.

“Of course not! What would make you think that?” I chuckle awkwardly, curious to how it could have been perceived that way.

“Well, every time you hang around him and his friends, he would always have his arm around you and… he seemed to get quite close.” Hermoine gives me a concerned look and I scrunch my face from how serious the expression plastered on her face looks.

“Friends put their arms around each other too. I swear it wasn’t weird at all,” I say.

Hermoine doesn’t look fully convinced, which annoys me. “I’ll help you take your things to the girl’s dormitories,” she chirps, cleanly changing the subject, but still with a worried look on her face.

“Thanks,” I say, politely handing her the lightest item.

As we walk away, we can hear the boys in a heated debate about Quidditch, at which Hermoine and I roll our eyes. However, I can feel Harry’s eyes burning holes into my back.

Before I even realize it, six hours have passed. I had been thriving on the snacks that I had purchased the entire day. My stomach grumbled, yearning for real food.

“The feast is soon, don’t worry,” Hermoine says, not looking up from the book in her hands.

I groan and crawl into a ball on my bed, pouting, “not soon enough.”

A girl, who I do not recognise, abruptly pops her head in the doorway, “the feast is starting, we’re all going to the Hall.”

Hermoine smirks and gives me an ‘I told you so’ look.

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