#pansy x reader

[lacesgirl]

burn those flowers|t.nott

part 2

summary: Nott could be sweet, romantic and overall perfect boyfriend but at the end he make you to burn his promise that he's going to love you till the end.

parings: Theodore Nott x fem!reader

warnings: bad grammar, smoking, kinda angst

word counts: 2593

author's note: I'm back again just to disappear for another year but school and ib program has been lately too much and I barely got any sleep but I want you guys to have fun even tho if I'm not having fun at all.

Theodore Nott was really sweet at the beginning and during it but then…How a person can change so quickly and without a reason but maybe there was a reason.

Somehow I knew that me and him would end up close to each other but I never expected that we would end up that close. Theodore Nott and I were at the same house so it was obvious that we’re going to spend some time together. 

At first it was always because of Mattheo who was even a bigger drinker than me so I usually went with them to Hogsmeade or Forbidden Forest. Mattheo gets to know me with Draco, Blaise, Lorenzo and Theodore. It's not that I didn't stand out and was quiet. As early as the first week of school, me and Mattheo got detention together. I just didn't think me and them would become friends. They were unapproachable and especially Draco, who had unexplained feelings about Pansy. 

But here we are at Black Lake for the weekly Slytherin party. This time it wasn't a big deal because it was just our group but muggle alcohol could walk on water. We were sitting by the fire when Pansy and Draco decided to leave us for the Forbidden Forest. 

“Have a nice conversation,” Blaise said, amused by the situation, to which Draco gave him a look. 

“Leave them alone," I said, "There are no worse of them than unexplained feelings about each other.”

I felt Mattheo put his arm around my waist and hugged me tightly.

 “Unexplained feelings you say.” He commented.

“Leave me alone Riddle, you're drunk.” I answered him.

Out of the corner of my eye I watched Nott whose jaw clenched. It was between us that there were unexplained feelings. It's not that Mattheo was infatuated with me, we just liked to flirt with each other and later he told me about more girls whose hearts he broke. He was good looking but Nott had something about him. Something that no one else had. Nott was also unfortunately very nonchalant and secretive but gave blunt signals.

“Why do you have to break my heart every time and even later I don't get a goodnight kiss?" he asked.

Before I had time to answer him Lorenzo threw up.

“Well, now it's time for you to give someone else your attention.” I said standing up and patting him on the back. 

“He is also your friend.” He answered me. 

“Yes but you are a strong man and it was your and Blaise's idea to drink.” I replied sitting down next to Theo.

I rested my head on his shoulder and we watched the others take Lorenzo, who was unable to get up. They had a hard way to go and an even harder crossing of the dormitory ahead of them.

When they disappeared from sight and Mattheo's cursing was not heard I knew I could ask Theo about his day.

“How was your day?” I asked. 

“Good except for the fact that the girl which I adore ignored me all day, avoided me as much as possible and at the end of the day flirted with my friend and let him grope her.” he responded.

“You should be less nervous," I said, then gave him a kiss on the cheek.

I saw him tense up even more so I snatched the cigarette from his hand and took a decent drag. It was because of them that me and Nott became close to each other when on the Astrology Tower he was thinking that he’s not going to say sober and I couldn't sleep. Our first kiss was also thanks to cigarettes when I asked him for one and he did a shotgunning cigarette and then kissed me in the same place where we were now, exactly 7 months ago.

“Could you give it back already," he asked even though I knew he could pull out another one.

I looked at him and then sat on his lap and inhaled. I put my lips to his mouth and slowly blew cigarette smoke into his mouth. After a few seconds his hands were on my waist and our kiss seemed even more intimate. When we pulled away from each other, he pulled me closer and held me even tighter. 

“Y/N will you be my girlfriend?” he asked.

“Theo, you know the answer.” I responded.

“After today I’m not sure,” he stated.

“Yes, I will be your girlfriend.” I said then I placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

Kissing with Nott has it that it never ends in one and is never just kissing. Before I knew it I was lying on the ground and he was above me playing with the hem of my skirt. I knew it wasn't the best idea but the alcohol I drank earlier gave me some courage. I didn't know if it was the alcohol that warmed me up or Theodore himself. The next thing I felt was his lips sucking on my neck and his hand going higher and higher on my thigh. When he unbuttoned my first button we heard the breaking of dry branches.

“Sorry, we didn't want to interrupt you," said Draco. 

“Are you officially together now?” asked Nott.

“ I don’t know, are we.” said Draco then grabbed Pansy's hand tighter and walked away.

I think if it wasn't for those two me and Theo would have ended up the same way. Draco had his shirt unbuttoned and Pansy better not comment on that out of respect for our friendship.

“We'd better get back," I said, then quickly reached for a cigarette.

“Do we really have to?” my boyfriend asked me.

In response, I got up slightly to my feet and buttoned my button. Theo sighed then reached into his backpack.

“I have something for you, I know we haven't been together long but I'm sure I've been in love with you for a long time,” he said, pulling artificial flowers out of his backpack, “ Y/N I'm giving you these flowers because they will wilt only when I stop loving you.”

I felt my eyes glazing over so I just kissed him and took his hand.

“This is the best gift I ever got," I said as he pulled me closer to him. 

Deftly snatched a cigarette from me after which he lit it. We walked like that through the night and it was perfect. Our beginnings were perfect too. I stopped being his secret and became his priority. 

The next day I was talking to Pansy about what had happened between her and Draco in the common room, when I felt someone cover my eyes and place a light kiss on my shoulder.

“Guess who it is," he said.

I grabbed his hands tightly and turned around then placed a light kiss on his lips. I felt Pansy's gaze on me, which penetrated my soul and drilled a hole in me. 

“After training I'm taking you on a date," he said, then disappeared as quickly as he appeared.

“So…” shouted Pansy.

I grabbed her hand then directed us to our room. We spent this time very productively and it was not without slurs under my name, because how could I not tell her. As Pansy was getting excited about the idea of double dates, someone knocked on the door. Standing in them was not only Nott with flowers but also Draco. 

“We leave you alone," I said, "Don't forget to put some spells on the door.”

I left with Theo and this was accompanied by a quiet thumping sound when Pansy threw her shoe at the door.

When I entered the room it was well after midnight and I found Draco and Pansy there in one bed. I knew they were pretending to sleep. As I walked away, I just threw a quiet slur and left the room. 

As I walked in silence to the men's section, I quietly knocked. The shirtless Theodore opened it for me. 

“You already missed me," he asked piteously.

“I preferred not to hear two people having sex a few meters away from me," I replied and then went into the room.

“Thank you for inviting me in and letting me sleep," said Nott ironically.

“I can always go to Matteo's to sleep," I replied and then went to the closet to put on something more comfortable to sleep in. 

I felt that the atmosphere in the room thickened but I tried to ignore his gaze. When I went to bed, Nott was still standing in the same place. I knew he wouldn't go in if I didn't give him some attentiveness. I got up and walked over to him. I put my arms around his neck and started kissing him. However, he still stood unmoved.

“Even in a million years, me and him will never be together," I said and then pulled him toward the bed.

I knew it would work so a moment later my head was leaning against his bare chest. With my finger I was drawing stamps on his shoulder. It was quiet but peaceful. I knew he didn't like to talk much so I was filling in the silence for him. However, today the silence was different. It was a peace that he obtained because deep down he was afraid that I would actually end up with Mattheo. 

I don't even know when Snape's lessons turned into a lesson of sending me notes instead of me and Mattheo getting detention. Theodore always made sure I didn't drink too much because I had no moderation. He always made me feel better. Weekly dates turned into twice a week dates, often double dates. He always moved me from the couch to my room. When I got too drunk with Pansy I would fall asleep there. I always went to his games and made sure he went to his lessons. I often found flowers or small gifts from him. We rarely argued and it was perfect. He was not selfish in bed. It was really wonderful. 

The warm summer day was giving out. The Snape chamber in the basement seemed like a dreamy nightmare when the Slytherin got extra classes. I sat bored fighting my sleep and ignoring the taunts of Mattheo, who had recently become insistent. He couldn't understand that now I couldn't spend as much time alone with him. When being awake was almost impossible, I got a note.

We’re sneaking out. NOW!!!

Before I had time to react, I was pushed out the back door.

“We are going to be fucked” I said.

“Tought,”replied Nott pulling me behind him.

We didn't have to wait long for the consequences of this escape. All seven of us were called back the same day. Snape swapped us in pairs for a project we were to hand in by the end of the semester. I felt that me and Mattheo would get the worst pair, and I wasn't wrong. Mattheo got Ron Weasley, and I got Cedric. Fucking Cedric, with whom I used to have something in common. It wasn't the other but it was awkward afterwards. 

I didn't even have to look at my boyfriend to know what he looked like. After the reprimand, we left the room. The mood was no longer the same as before.

“Anyone fancy a drink," Pansy asked. However, she didn't need to know the answer, because everyone knew where they were going.

While the party was going on at its best, I went to get another drink. When I returned, Theo was smoking a cigarette again. I sat down next to him on the ground, and he put his arm around me. I could feel him tense up so I quickly took a drink. It warmed me up from the inside and I guess that's what I needed.

“Teddy, I can always do this project myself," I said.

In response, I felt him squeeze me tighter. When he smoked a cigarette, he picked me up and began to lead me into the woods. When we finished, the party had long since ended.

“Are you sure everything is fine?” I asked.

Yes, I'm just afraid that what used to be between you two will come back. It's not that I don't trust you, I just." Before he finished talking I just hugged him.

For the first two weeks everything was the same, the only thing that changed was his need to be near me and my touch. However, later we stopped going on dates and he stopped talking. Later he spoke less but needed more and more touch. Later he just kept his hand on my thigh and rejected every other form of closeness. One day he didn't come at all. Since that day I haven't seen him and when I did it was always drunk. He avoided me and everyone else however he remained faithful to me. I tried my best to reach out to him until I gave up because I knew he would be at the party at the end of every project we had. 

As I slipped through the empty castle, I didn't know if I could hear my beating heart more or the feeling walking behind me. Walking like this however, I hoped he would be there. When I got there, I didn't see him so I went to Mattheo, who was making drinks as usual. After a few drinks, I fired up a cigarette and took Mattheo aside.

“Do you think he has another?” I asked and inhaled my cigarette.

“No, believe me he was in love with you before he got to know you.” he answered me.

“Do you think he stopped loving me?” I asked. 

“No, I already told you that he loves you more than anyone.” he answered me. 

“Do you know what happened to him?” I asked again.

“If I knew, everything would have been fine long ago?” he answered me.

Before I had time to ask another question, we heard screams. We quickly bolted from our seats. The only thing I saw was the moment when Draco with Blais pulled Theodore away from Cedric. I quickly approached them but when he saw me he started to pull away and go to the front. 

No one was paying attention to Nott, but to Cedric. I started to run towards him, however he did not give up. When we had gone far away I knew that this was the only opportunity to talk to him

“Theodre Nott what the fuck is your problem!”I shouted, but he ignored me.

So I ran up and pulled him by the hand so that he stopped. He stopped and turned towards me. For the first time I saw his eyes, so black and full of pain. Although maybe it was hatred.I’m not sure.

“Burn these flowers,” he said quite quietly.

“Talk to me," I said, although my heart had already managed to shatter into tiny pieces.

“Burn these fucking flowers,” he said, then snatched his hand and just start walking without even looking at me.

I stood like that, in the dark night, and a light wind blew on my back. I could do nothing but cry, and while I was crying like that, Mattheo found me. He hugged me tightly and sat with me all night while I alternated between crying and drinking. 

Deep down I prayed that these flowers would burn on their own, because I couldn't do it.

let me know if you want part 2

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[winterssecrett]

SECRET KISSES | PANSY PÁRKINSON

ღ Sighs gasps, and soft moans could be heard from one of the stalls in the girls' bathroom. Y/n had Pansy against one of the walls while she left kisses and licks on the exposed skin of her pale neck, her right hand was lost between the girl's legs, deliciously playing with her needed button.

"Fuck, Y/n," Pansy moaned, throwing her head back

Her legs were spread and her panties were pushed to one side, giving her full access to her girl. Y/n's fingers were doing wonders in her pussy, one playing with her clit while two others moved in and out of her wet hole.

Y/n smiled when she saw her so desperate. "Is this what you needed? You just had to talk love, there was no need to act like a brat all-day”

Hearing her, Pansy whined, although she had been upset all morning by the little attention she had received from the girl, she would never admit it in front of her. They were not girlfriends and no one had any idea what was happening between them, but even so, there was no lack of scenes of jealousy.

Y/n sped up her movements and Pansy let the moans fall freely from her mouth.

“That's it doll, let everyone hear you, that's what you want right? Let everyone know that you are mine”

“Fuck, yes! Don't stop, please don't stop”

Y/n brought their lips together to try and keep her quiet, while she continued fucking her with her fingers. Pansy started to move her hips trying to match her movements and create more friction for herself.

“You close, doll? You're gonna come on my fingers like a needy slut?”

The dirty talk did it for her because right after Y/n finished her sentence the black-haired girl arched her back and gripped tightly Y/n’s body against her. Her legs were shaky and her body felt limp, she was fucking fucked out.

Leaving one last kiss on her lips, Y/n pulled out her fingers from her pussy and brought them close to her mouth.

“Clean them up, love,” she said softly, watching her immediately obey

Once she was finished, Y/n fixed her panties and skirt, trying to make her look presentable before they went out of the bathroom.

“Are you coming tonight?” Pansy asked in almost a whisper

She smiled and caressed her cheek “I will, but we're just sleeping tonight, I have to get up early tomorrow”

The black-haired girl smiled mischievously “Whatever you want, sweets”

Both of them laughed, knowing how much of a lie their conversation was. They weren't gonna sleep at all.

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[chocochannie]

Pansy Parkinson headcanons

She's like a little sister to the boys

Loves sex pistols and the cure

Compliments every pretty girl she sees

Will always stand up for herself

When a first year gets lost in the castle, she always helps them

Always trying to put make up on her friends, but they always refuse

Pierced her ears in the toilet in third year

Gives the best advice ever

Gossips with Blaise

Parties a lot

She's really misunderstood, she seems like a mean person, but in reality, she's the sweetest

Has many friends

When greeting someone, she hugs them and kisses their cheek

Not the best at school but street smart

Really close to Theo, she tells him about everything

Complaints a lot

Proud to be a slytherin

Every day at breakfast, she makes herself a cup of tea that Draco steals everytime

Smokes occasionally

Gets bored easily

She goes to Hogsmeade very often

Cuts her own hair when it gets too long

Interested in astrology, tells the boys about their zodiac signs and birth charts

Amazing style

Always wanted a black cat, but she fears she won't be able to take good care of it since she can't even take care of herself sometimes

Makes up nicknames for everyone

Hates watching quidditch matches, but does it anyway for Draco

Masterlist

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[midnightmoonytales]

𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕀𝕥! |ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕔 𝕊𝕝𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟 𝔾𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

CW: Cussing, anger, threatening.... the reader has Misophonia.

A/n: Me reflecting.....maybe. Am I writing this because everything has been way too loud for me? yeah, I am. I've locked myself in my room because the sound of people even breathing or swallowing has irked me. I simply can't take it anymore. My doctors told me a few months ago that I had misophonia after I complained to her about it, meanwhile my family told me I was just crazy for years 💀. Felt great to know that I indeed was not crazy. It's short and probably not that well done, but I've been wanting to write and feed my babies - and this was a good way for me to finally write.

Unedited

Summary: An eventful dinner in the Great Hall with your friends, as you lost your precious earplugs.

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"Can you chew any fucking louder, you git." You grumbled, grown tired of Mattheos "loud" chewing. Dinner had only been served in the great hall moments ago, and Mattheos boarish eating had only grown louder as time passed - Along with the sounds of hundreds of students talking...you were losing your mind. Unfortunately, for you - you lost your earplugs in between third and fourth-hour classes today. While they weren't able to block out as much noise as ear muffs, they were more discreet.

"Shove it; I'm not even chewing that loud," Mattheo replied, the food in his mouth showing as he spoke. You resisted the urge to throw up at the sight of it. You would think he would learn some manners...but then again, both of his parents were deranged murderers, so he didn't have much going for him. "It's not my fault you lost your precious earplugs; maybe I don't know...lose them." He said, stabbing a piece of chicken and purposely eating it with his mouth open.

The others snickered, quickly shutting up as you glared at them. Blaise shook his head as he watched his friends; Theodore was enjoying watching Mattheo test death, wanting to finally see some action in this god-forsaken castle. Pansy had yet to be seen, unlike her, but none of you cared to look. She would appear at some point.

"You're going to lose the ability to breathe if you keep at it," You growled, waving your knife at him. No one could save him from the grave he was digging himself. He had found constant joy in tormenting you; it was his favorite pass time. Draco patted Mattheos back, signaling that he should surrender, but to no avail; he kept at it.

You were ready to lunge at him, but as if on cue, Pansy came sauntering to the Slytherin table. Taking her usual spot to the right of you, taking your attention off of the boy in front of you to the table. Alas, your earplugs were sitting in front of you. You started at them before tackling Pansy in a hug, quickly popping them afterward... It was as if the world had quieted down. No longer feeling as if your ears were no longer bleeding anymore. Mattheos' life being spared, all thanks to Pansy and her amazing finding skills.

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[karinagiada]

Pans 💚

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[remusslove]

Could you do dealer pansy taking care of innocent reader,while they are sick,something like having a fever or stomach flu. But reader not wanting to rest cause they are very energetic and pansy is kind of getting fed up.

My masterlist im working on!

“Darling medicine, then it’s time to rest.” You rolled your eyes continuing your sketch from the desk on the other side of the room.

“Come here y/n.” You complied knowing if you made her wait more she would get angry. “Pansy I don’t want to rest. It’s gets boring.” You complained getting situated under the covers once again.

“I know you have a lot of energy doll but you have to rest today. Tomorrow I’ll take you shopping so you could walk around and get some air. Sound good?” You nodded willingly swallowing the spoonful of cough syrup.

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[claymoresword]

I Choose Her | Chp: 3

Hermione x Slytherin fem!reader

Summary: You are the daughter of two known death eaters from one of the oldest and richest families in the wizarding world. Are you truly prepared to give up everything you know for Hermione Granger?

Pairing: hermione x reader

Wordcount: 2k

Warnings: nsfw, smut, top!reader

Note: i knew i wanted to include smut in this but i didnt want to ignore the opportunity to expand on reader's characterisation so there's a bit of a build up to it but if it bores u don't hesitate to skip ahead lol

not proof read i apologise for any mistakes!

Chapter 4

It was the night of Slughorn's supper party and you were rummaging your closet for something to wear.

Pansy sat on your bed raving about Draco once again. You worried for him too but it's clear to everyone that she's in love with him. Naturally she's taking his abscene more personally than the rest of you.

You were picking apart your closet while pretending to listen to Pansy's incessant rambling when there was a knock at your door.

"Come in." you yell out to whoever was on the other side.

The door opens and Blaise walks in, he has on a black suit , one similar to what Draco has been wearing almost everyday this year.

Pansy had been dressed the same.

You didn't fully understand the refusal to wear the school uniform but if you were to guess, it was a silent protest against Dumbledore.

You decide not to question them about it, your friends turning against you being the last thing you need right now.

"I thought you wanted to head out together what's taking you so long?" Blaise asks, irked.

You sigh.

"I can't figure out what to wear." Your tone defeated.

He doesn't say anything but helps himself further inside your room, next thing you know he is rifling through your closet.

Blaise pulls out black dress slacks you forgot you even had and tosses it at you. He then finds a matching black button up and does the same.

Finally, he grabs a black blazer still on the hanger he struts towards you and holds it up, waiting for you to grab it.

You met his gaze but didn't move.

His intentions were clear, he wanted to see who's side you were on.

You glanced over at Pansy and she raises her eyebrows slightly, but otherwise an inscrutable look on her face.

"Are you with us, or against us Y/N." The dark haired girl voices, sounding less like a question and more of an accusation.

You take a moment to deliberate your next move.

Again, you are uninterested in creating conflict with your peers.

You meet Blaise's deadpan gaze once again, finally reaching forward to grab the blazer.

Seeming to have chosen your side.

A smile forms on his lips and he turns to Pansy.

A similar look of content on her face as she stands up and walk towards you, she reaches out to put her hands on your shoulders.

"You can deny it all you want Y/n but your true loyalty lies with us." Pansy states matter of factly.

Truth is, you don't plan on taking the Dark Lord's side. You have no interest in this rebellion at all.

They claim it is for the greater good but anyone with a semblance of competence is capable of seeing the reality.

Supporters of Voldermort are generally movitated by hatred, if not pure fear.

You decide to lie once again, you nod and throw Pansy a smile for good measure.

"Alright I'll leave you to it." Pansy says as she pats your shoulder before turning away. She starts making her way out the door.

Blaise follows swiftly behind her.

"I'll be waiting outside, please hurry up I am planning to get to that supper before winter is over." Blaise quips, as he glances at you one last time before shutting the door to your room.

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Supper was going swiftly as the Professor made his way around the table engaging in casual conversation with each student.

He had asked questions about your parents and your plans after Hogwarts, mostly superficial.

You were all having dessert now, truthfully you couldn't wait for the night to be over so you can finally have time alone with Hermione, the brown haired girl had been stealing glances at you all night.

Blaise was sat to your left and Mclaggen to your right. The Gryffindor boy was frankly starting to get on your nerves.

He had interrupted you almost everytime you tried speaking to Hermione from across the table, clearly trying to get a rise out of you.

You decided to ignore him, refusing to give him the satisfaction.

Slughorn directs his attention to Hermione.

"So what exactly do your parents do in the Muggle world?" The professor asks with genuine inquisition.

"My parents are dentists." Your girlfriend simply responds.

The room goes silent, everyone in the room stares at her blankly.

You are aware of what a muggle dentist is only because Hermione had explained it to you once before. Otherwise, you'd be just as confused right now.

"They attend to people's teeth." Hermione clarifies and she glances at you, unsure if she was being intelligible enough.

You nod quickly at her, providing her with reassurance she needed.

"Fascinating- and is that considered a dangerous profession? Slughorn responds sounding genuinely interested now.

"Well no," Hermione pauses.

"Although, a boy Robbie Fenwick did bite my father once. He needed 10 stitches." Your girlfriend giggles to herself recalling the story.

She is once again met with stony silence.

Hermione glances at you for a reaction and you smile fondly at her.

You saw a blush slowly forming on her face before she looked away.

The professor redirects the conversation and you silently pray for the supper to end soon.

Out of boredom, your mind started to wander but you are interrupted when Ginny walks in the room, Harry shoots out off his seat preparing to greet her.

"Im sorry I'm not usually late." Ginny voices out apologetically.

Hermione glances at you again and you smirked at her knowingly. You both know Harry was fond of Ginny and it was honestly adorable to witness.

Soon your girlfriend shifts her gaze and you watched her smile fade, until she eventually looks away completely.

Something's clearly made her uncomfortable.

In this case, someone.

You watch as Cormac lifts his finger towards his mouth and licks it, whilst staring at your girlfriend rather creepily.

You roll your eyes, you've had enough.

You find his foot under the table and with yours deliberately stomped on it, hard.

He yelps out in pain, disrupting the conversations being held around the table.

He then peers at you waiting for an explanation. You ignore him for a few moments just to annoy him further, before finally turning your head to acknowledge him.

"Oh im sorry" You say, feigning innocence.

"Was that your foot?" you continue, keeping up the act.

He simply glares at you.

You hear Blaise stiffle a laugh and a satisfied smirk forms on your lips.

You shift your gaze to Hermione, she has her hand slightly over her mouth at an attempt to hide her amusement.

Maybe this supper party was fun afterall.

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You were in Hermione's dorm room sat on the edge of her bed as you untied your shoes, takinf them off.

You hadn't spoken much to Hermione during the walk back to her room, mostly because you were mentally drained. You were never one to thrive in social settings.

The brown haired girl was laying in bed, silently playing with her fingers as she watched you.

Hermione comes up behind you and wraps her arms around your chest, her front now flush against your back.

You lean back reflexively, enjoying the closeness.

She places a quick kiss on your neck before resting her chin on your shoulder.

"Are you cross with me?" Hermione whispers, almost sounding afraid of your reply.

"Ofcourse not, my love." You assure her honestly.

You turn yourself around, now face to face with your girlfriend.

She grabs your face in both her hands and looks directly into your eyes.

"Then what's wrong?" She asks, glancing down at your lips.

"I'm just tired of talking." You pause.

You lean forward, placing a kiss on the corner of Hermione's mouth. You hear her breath hitch.

You turn your head slightly, placing another kiss on her jaw. You then move your mouth to her neck, your lips eventually settling over her ear.

"And im tired of people trying to take what's mine." You whisper and you feel Hermione tremble slightly.

"Cormac is vile." Hermione jokes.

You sit back to look at her as you let out a laugh.

"He's a loser." You quip.

The brown haired girl giggles before pulling you in for a kiss.

You wasted no time in deepening the kiss, your tongue finding its way into her mouth.

A moan spills out of the shorter girl, sending a rush of arousal throughout your whole body. You guide her backwards, her head now on the pillow.

You disconnected your lips, your mouth once again finding her neck. This time running your tongue across it you feel her pulse quicken as you sucked on the skin, leaving a mark.

Hermione moves her hand up, getting lost in your hair. Your girlfriend tugs at it slightly to guide your mouth onto hers again.

This time her tongue invading your mouth, she kisses you hungrily.

The shorter girl surprising you and she swiftly flips you over switching your positions. She is now straddling your lap, her heat flush on your groin. You can feel the warmth radiating off her core and this drives you insane.

She watches as your eyes darken before leaning in, tugging at your tie slightly kissing you deeply.

Your hand glides up under her dress, feeling goosebumps form as soon as your hand made contact with her bare tigh.

Your hand continued it's journey up before settling your palm right on her center, applying some pressure as you feel her hips jerk slightly, seeking more friction.

You pull back disconnecting your lips, both of you now breathing heavily.

"I want you to ride me." You voice out, earning an eager nod from Hermione as she bites her lip in anticipation.

Your other hand finding her underwear as you move it to the side slightly, just enough to give your fingers room to glide into her entrance.

Hermione places both her hands on your chest as she sits up right preparing to lower herself onto your fingers.

You take two fingers, dipping into her entrance, feeling how wet she was. Her hips bucked as she lets out a whimper.

You decide to not make her wait any longer.

Your fingers slowly slide inside her and she lowers herself onto you. Feeling her walls contract almost immediately.

You start pumping your fingers in and out of her and Hermione lets out a moan, load and desperate. Seeming to have longed for this moment with you all day.

She is now matching your rhythm as she bounces on top of your fingers, her arousal dripping down your hand and eventually leaving a wet patch on your slacks.

Hermione's moans gradually growing louder as her breathing gets more shallow, she's nearing her climax.

"I'm all yours." your girlfriend whines, in between moans her voice trembling with need.

This set you off, you stare up at her mouth agape. The sight of Hermione writhing on top of you chasing her release, was almost enough to make you cum.

You started pumping your fingers deeper and harder into her and you watch as her face contorts in pleasure and shock at your sudden change of pace.

You took it one step further and introduced another finger, keeping up the same rhythm. She grips the hem of your shirt, now desperately close to her release.

You sit up, crashing your lips onto hers swallowing her sounds of pleasure.

Her hand moves to grab the back of your neck and her grip only tightens as she moves against your fingers.

Hermione screams out and you place your hand over her mouth, suddenly aware that you were not the only people currently in the dormitories.

"Quiet down." you utter into Hermione's ear and this is pushes her over the edge.

You feel her walls tighten against your fingers restricting movement, Hermione leans forward and bites down on your shoulder trying to silence herself as the intense orgasm rips through her. Leaving her gasping for air.

You wince at the feeling but you are ultimately overwhelmed with pleasure as you watch your girlfriend finally reach her release.

Hermione pulls you in by your tie and kisses you deeply, she moans into your mouth again as you slowly pulled out of her.

She lifts her dress over her head before her hands quickly move to undo your belt.

"My turn." Hermione whispers.

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[slytherweasley]

Amicable (Hermione Granger x reader x Pansy Parkinson)

Request:could i request for pansy and hermione and reader? they’re having a sleepover and they start all touching each other shyly and giggly. pansy scissors the reader while hermione rubs her clit. and maybe draco or one of the guys walks in

You brought your two best friends together, Hermione and Pansy. It took a while for the both of them to become friends but their mutual love of you is what brought them together. Your weekly sleepovers is what really brings you all closer together.

Each week things started to escalate it started with a few friends hanging out and turned to the three of you laying with each other naked on Pansy’s bed.

Pansy crawls on top of you kissing from your lips down your body as she removes your clothes. Hermione hesitantly takes off your bra as Pansy undoes your pants. As Hermione lets your breasts free Pansy smiles “So pretty” she comments.

Hermione’s lips wrap around your nipples sucking gently. Pansy starts to remove her own clothes once she’s satisfied with your naked body. Pansy’s body is flawless, you never get sick of seeing her naked. “Mione, you’re the only one with your clothes on” you observe.

“Let’s change that” Pansy says joining you in removing her clothes. Once the three of you are naked Pansy kisses you slipping her tongue into your mouth. Pansy gropes your breasts while Hermione rubs your clit making your knees weak. Pansy lays you down on the bed and opens your legs wide enough for Pansy and Hermione to take their turns with you.

Hermione’s tongue swipes up and down your pussy whole Pansy’s tongue circles your entrance. You screw your eyes shut moaning loudly for them. You feel yourself becoming incredibly wet. “Fuck I’m close” you warn “Not yet” Pansy says as the two of them move away from pleasuring you.

You sit up and watch as the two girls make out with each other rubbing each other clits slowly and sensually kissing. Pansy breaks away to pay more attention to you. She positions you how she wants and you prepare yourself for the most amazing time.

Pansy positions herself between your legs, she slowly rocks back and forth. The connection makes you shudder in excitement. Hermione moves to the end of the bed where she starts to pleasure herself. Your eyes divert from Pansy to Hermione making sure they both have your attention.

Pansy’s hips move faster and you feel as your clits rub together in your arousal. Pansy’s moans are loud, they turn you and Hermione on every time. “You’re so wet” Pansy says moving your hair away from your face.

Hermione’s fingers rub her clit whole her other hand fingers herself. Her moans are desperate and all you want is to hear her finish.

Pansy grabs your attention as she competes with Hermione’s moans. “Fuck” she cries out “I think I’m going to cum” “I’m with you” you moan. You buck your hips up to Pansy’s as you finish.

The both of you pay attention to Hermione. Pansy eats her out while you play with her tits. As she gets closer the door opens and Draco walks in.

“What the fuck?” He says loudly “Draco?” You ask “What are you doing in here?” He asks “Exactly what it looks like, come back later” Pansy says. Draco shuts the door as the three of you continue.

You press your lips to Hermione’s muffling her moans, she pulls away “I’m close, don’t stop.” You nibble on her nipples as she finishes. Hermione cums hard, you watch as she screws her eyes shut. “So good” Pansy praises.

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[amber-michaelson]

You deserve better

Pansy parkerson x bi reader x mattheo riddle

Summary: your best friend helping you with your boyfriend 

Read at own risk

Warning: swearing, degradation, girl x girl

Yn pov

I sat on my bed with pansy next to me as we chatted about our day "so how's dating mattheo going" she asked looking around my dorm "its ok I guess" I murmured it was ok its just we don't always see eye to eye on things and he is great at a lot of things but in bed he lacks the things I need "you guess what's up" she asked popping the 'p' “he just” i sighed heavily not knowing what to say “you know you can tell me everything” pansy said moving closer to me “he just doesn’t please me” i whispered “you mean as a boyfriend or in bed” she asked tilting her head to me “in bed hes a great boyfriend” i muttered throwing my head back against my pillow “how does he not please you” pansy laughed i blushed not wanting to talk about it any longer "I don't want to talk about this pans" I murmured rolling over onto my stomach"come on yn I can't help you if you don't talk" she giggled lightly pushing me "I don't want to talk about it" I whined "let me guess then he doesn't tease you enough" she murmurs running her hand up between my thighs "pansy" my voice fell upon deaf ears "doesn't taste you long enough" her voice turned into a sedative whisper running her hands over my body "does he whisper into your ear, how much of a dirty slut you are" she said slipping her hand into my shirt "pansy" I said in a panic but got shushed "let me help you" she muttered pulling off my shirt "not even wearing a bra" she giggled turned me over and straddled my thighs "now lets see how many times I can make you cum" she smirked and leaned down playing with my nibbles "pansy we-we shouldn't do this" I whispered "but your not really trying to stop me just admit to yourself you want this like I always wanted you" she smiled she looked down at me with dark eyes 'I do want her but I'm with mattheo' I want to protest but I need release I stare at her hand as it moves into my pants and toys with my pussy through my panties "maybe we should get naked" she murmured teasingly and took off hers and my clothes "fuck your body's better then I imagined" she moaned running her hands up and down my sides "pansy" I grumbled "for a person who 'doesn't' want this your very impatient" she giggled and ran her hands to my thighs "I can't wait to taste you" pansy muttered and leaned down breathing all over it sending shivers up my spin "pansy please" I whine lifting my hips up, she gave my thigh a slap and harshly pushed my hips down "be patient" she growled I nodded obediently and watched as she watched me leaning down and started eating me out "taste so good such a perfect little slut for me" she growled sending vibrations into my clit I was quickly getting closer and closer due to not cumming in a while "so fucking good pansy" I moaned arching my back "cum for me slut cum" I squealed as I cam "what the fuck" I panicked as I heard mattheos voice "your cheating on me" he yelled walking towards us "im just giving her what you can't" she muttered "oh really let me show you" he grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him "lets show her what a cock slut you are" he smirked and quickly pulled off his clothes and without Hesitation pushed his dick inside "mattheo" I was still sensitive from pansy "aww come on pansy sit on her face get a good view of her dick filled pussy" he muttered, I watched her as she nodded shyly and climbed on top of me "ready" I murmured I started to lick and suck as she sat down "shit yn" she moaned, mattheo started quickening his pace making me moan more into pansys pussy "fuck keep doing what your doing mattheo" pansy cried in pleasure bucking her hips into my mouth "cumming" she squealed cumming on my face "fuck that's hot" mattheo muttered groaning as he released inside me making me cum, they slowly pulled away from me and laying down on my bed "we're definitely do this again sometime" "thats for sure".

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[fallingforfictionalcharacterss]

Masterlist

Draco Malfoy

A love like in the tales pt.1 pt.2

Where you are forced into an arranged marriage with Draco Malfoy, and highly doubt that he will be ever able to love you. So will there be a way to make this work?

Amortentia

Where you are brewing a love potion and the smell of the potion is oddly familiar to you.

Annoying

Where Draco fancies you just as much as you him, but neither of you is willing to admit. So his friends decide to help the two of you out.

Because that´s what you do when you love someone

Where Draco realizes how much you are struggling and decides to be there for you, regardless of the fact that you normally can´t stand each other.

Boys will be boys

Where Draco´s friends are taking it too far and Draco makes sure they´ll never do so again, even though you had never thought he would even care at all.

Clueless

Where Draco is completely and utterly in love with you but you have absolutely no idea.

Cookies

Where Pansy and Blaise think it would be fun to slip you some love potion to make you fall for Draco. But things don´t work out they way they are supposed to.

Detention pt.1 pt.2

Where you are forced to spend some time alone with Malfoy in the forbidden forest and realize he might not be as bad as you had always assumed.

Driving you mad

Where Malfoy won´t let anyone run their mouth about you, even though you have never been exactly friends.

Falling

Where you are falling for the one boy who is known to break every girl´s heart.

False friends and true love

Where you get into a fight with your best friend and she reveals your feelings for a certain boy in front of everybody.

Fanged Geraniums

Where Malfoy flirts with you, just to annoy you and you pick up on it. For the same reason, obviously.

Forever

Where Draco prepares a surprise for you, while you are busy studying.

Friends to lovers

Where you kiss Draco to get rid of a guy hitting on you and Draco´s reaction seems a bit strange.

Happily ever after

Where you unintentionally get yourself in a risky situation and finally find out what has been bothering Draco for the last few months.

I could never hate you

Where you are convinced that Draco hates you until he proves you wrong.

I got you

Where Draco has to take care of you when you go temporarily blind.

I hate to love you

Where Malfoy flirts with you, clearly just to mock you. But is that actually the only reason?

In love

Where Draco and you are best friends. But if that´s all you are, why does it bother you when you see him with other girls?

Love hits different

Where all Malfoy wants is to beat you at Quidditch. Until his priorities are set differently.

Love language

Where Draco learns sign language to be able to communicate with you.

Me gustas

Where you agree to teach Draco some Spanish.

No matter what

Where you realize that your boyfriend is up to things you had never thought he would be. Will you still be able to love him, even if your trust in him gets tested?

Pillow Wars

Where you and your best friend are having a pillow fight.

Presents pt.1 pt.2

Where you receive anonymous gifts from a secret admirer. In the meantime, Draco Malfoy acts really suspicious.

Promised

Where you are wondering how Draco and you were able to fall apart after you had been the best friends in the world. Is there any way to fix the bond between the two of you again?

Resistance pt.1 pt.2

Where you are fighting against Malfoy and the Inquisitorial Squad alongside your friends in the DA. But even if you are on two different sides in this war, does that also mean that Malfoy actually wants you to get hurt?

Ruin your life

Where you know for sure that there is not a single situation that would ever get you to kiss Draco Malfoy.

Secrets

Where you find out something about your boyfriend that makes you think that you can´t stay with him any longer.

Sectumsempra

Where you are worrying about Malfoy´s strange behaviour, even though he makes it clear he doesn’t want your help.

Shampoo

Where you are convinced that Malfoy won´t be able to ruin the upcoming Yule Ball for you. But maybe you underestimate his determination to make your life hell.

The best Christmas

Where Draco and you are spending Christmas together, even though you never used to like each other.

The boggart

Where you are more than just surprised when you see what Malfoy is actually scared of.

The ferret

Where you find a cute ferret in the middle of a hallway and decide to cocker it up again.

The most powerful feeling

Where Malfoy is clearly just all over you because his friends slipped some love potion into his drink.

The sweetest dream

Where you are falling asleep on Draco´s lap and hear some things you weren’t supposed to.

Traitor pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5

Where you decide to spy on the Inquisitorial Squad for your friends. But what if you grow to actually care for some of the people you are meant to hate?

Trapped

Where you and Draco accidentally get locked up and have much time to kill.

Warm summer nights

Where Draco takes you on a trip you will never forget.

Yours

Where Draco and you are best friends, however, he just can´t hold it together when someone mentions that he might never have a chance with you.

Yule Ball

Where you only realize how much Draco means to you when you see him getting closer to Pansy at the Yule Ball.

Luna Lovegood

Time of your lives

Where you find out that you don´t need a date for the Yule Ball to have a good time but only the best friend you could wish for.

Pansy Parkinson

Sleepover

Where you aren´t sure if your best friend returns the feelings you have developed for her.

Seamus Finnigan

Refuge

Where Seamus gets beaten up and you confess your feelings for your best friend while he is unconscious.

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[lacesgirl]

late drunk talks|m.riddle

summary: You and Pansy going to the party with a twist but you ended up sober and a little sad.

parings: Mattheo x fem!reader, Draco x Pansy

warnings: Bad grammar, drinking, smoking, kinda angst

word counts: 1900

author's note: Ignore all grammar mistakes bc English is not my first language. Also my best friend broke up with his gf and his gf told me that she's going to cheat on him but get together after two days later. So they kinda gave me idea for this.

“Come on Pansy, a little party never killed nobody” I said as I entertained our dorm.  

I hated seeing her like this after the breakup. Her messy hair, makeup smudged all over her eyes. Always crying and never smiling. I can’t deny that she loved Draco more than anything but he couldn’t ruin her any more. I walked up to her and lifted her head. 

“Just one party, so you can show him his loss” I tried to convince her. 

“Y/n do we really have to do that” she asked. I looked at her and she knew that I’m not gonna let up on her. 

“We’re going to have so much fun and since it’s a Halloween party you can dress as slutty as it’s possible.” I told her. “But I’m dressing as an unknown slut because I want to spend the whole night with you.”

“Thanks.” she said while hugging me. 

I couldn’t say that I feel responsible for what happened because I persuaded boys to have their nights while I spent the whole night with Pansy and it turned out that Draco cheated on her. 

“Let’s get ready if we want to look like something,” she said.

After some time me and Pansy were looking at our reflections in the mirror. “Wow you look like not you” Pansy claimed. “You really did a great job because I wouldn’t recognize you sober, not to talk about being under the influence” she added. 

“I tried my best,” I told her. 

She was right. I put on a red haired wig, did my red lips which I was never doing this way and put on the most revealing top I had. My matching tattoo with Pansy was visible which only me and Pansy knew about since we did it on that fucking night. I didn’t have occasion to show it to Mattheo because Pansy was more important at that time. So I could proudly say that even I didn’t recognize myself. 

“But let’s talk about you. You look like the reason why Draco is going to regret even more that mistake he did” I complimented her. 

“You think so,” she asked while pushing her boobs even more. She looked delightful in this claret mini dress.

“I’m not blind” I said. 

She screamed and this was probably the first time she smiled in the last few days.

“I think I did too much by wearing this skirt” I said as we’re walking to the club because I had to lower it every 5 minutes . 

“Shut up and put on your  mask already” she commanded me while she was dragging me. 

But I could swear that by every step my ass was visible but does it really matter if Pansy was happy.

“Are you ready?” I asked her as we’re standing in front of the club. She just dragged me inside. 

Music was blasting too loud and there were drunk people and alcohol everywhere. But I missed this feeling when our group was going out to party. I was walking behind Pansy which was almost running to the bar. 

Alcohol sometimes was healing wounds and sometimes was fixing relationships. But most of the time alcohol ruins everything. 

I was looking for Mattheo because we didn’t spend much time together lately. He was comforting Draco and I was comforting Pansy. I saw Theo with a random girl which wasn’t anything new. Blaise was standing near the wall with Draco. Malfoy was wasted and Zabini was telling him something. Lorenzo was dancing and Mattheo was just a wallflower but he was smoking as usual. He looked so pretty and I wanted to run and hug him but instead Pansy gave me a drink. I could tell this night couldn’t just end up good. After endless measures of alcohol and dance I took Pansy outside. I needed to smoke.

“How do you feel?” I asked Pansy while giving her lighter.

“Like I was reborn, I missed this feeling” she responded while inhaling a cigarette.

“I’m glad that you’re happy after all” I said and put my head on her shoulder. “ Drunk cig is the best thing in the whole world,” I added.

This night was so peaceful. The moon was shining, a cold wind was whipping all over my body but it didn’t matter. It was just me and Pansy against the world. I felt relieved that it’s going to be okay, everything will be as it used to be. And then he came. He ruined this moment. Draco fucking Malfoy and Blaise who was trying to stop him. But Draco always got what he wanted, no matter what. Sometimes alcohol makes us do what we don’t want to do sober. I looked at Pansy and she became so pale, and I could already see that her eyes had become watery. 

“Y/n leave us alone, and take Blaise with you” she whispered. 

I took her mask and I got up. I looked at her last time then I walked up to Blaise. I pushed him and gave him Pansy’s mask. “Stay there and give it to Pansy when they’re done” I said and inside the club. I headed to the bar and ordered myself another drink. Then I walked up to Mattheo.

“You must love your girlfriend so much,” I claimed.

“How do you know I even have one?” he asked and smiled.

“You came to the club, you’re being a wallflower and you ignore every girl that tries to do anything with you” I stated.

“I didn’t know that Pansy had a new friend,” he said.

“Because I’m not her new friend. I just met her while I was going there” I responded to him and took a sip from my drink. Just don’t break the character.

“Yeah, I love her more than anything” he sighed, then he took a photo from wallet. It was our photo. “She's just so great. I don’t know what I did in my previous life but I don’t deserve her. She’s so kind and takes care not only for me but for our friends. Maybe she’s doing that because nobody ever did that for her. She’s like a guardian angel. Always know what to do or what to tell when life sucks. She’s making our life better even though she doesn't have a good life. She’s smart without even trying, and so lovely. I love it when she comes to my dorm and just starts talking because I usually don’t know what to say. She fills the void in my life, even when she’s saying random facts about things I’ve never heard of. Y/n is just like a Sun. I wish she was here tonight because in the past few days we didn’t spend so much time with each other and I miss her” he added. But something about him was off. It didn’t feel right because he wasn’t the kind of man who would say things like this. Not even drunk.

“You don’t look happy” I said because he wasn’t happy when he told me this.

“Because I’m not, I hurt her so much” he responded. And at that moment my heart dropped. 

Don’t break the character.

“If you hurt her, why is she with you?” I asked and looked at the photo once again.

“I didn’t tell her, I just can’t hurt her even more,” he responded.

“Then tell me, so maybe you will feel better” I said while he was passing me a cigarette.

“Y/n and I had awful fight. So I did what I do the best and I drank. I drank to much and got into a fight. She was nowhere to clean my wounds, tell me nice things, just comfort me. This random girl came to me. She looked so much as Y/n and she comforted me. And that's the part where I hurt her. That's the part where I start hating myself. I kissed that girl. It  wasn't something intimate or valid to me. I break the kiss right after I kissed her but I still fucked up. This few fucking second wasn’t worth it at all. I don't know what I'm supposed to do” he said but I could tell it was a relief to him. 

My eyes became watery and I wanted to hit him, not once, not twice, I wanted to just hit till somebody pulled me away. The only man I’ve ever loved turned out to be just like any other man. At that moment he ruined everything. I wanted to tell him something but I was so close to start crying so I just inhaled a cigarette. I looked again at our photo. We were so happy… I was so happy. Just me and him at Black Lake on our anniversary date. I was too bustling looking at this photo and I didn’t spot Pansy and Draco coming to us. Together. And then she ruined everything. She was happy and drunk so she didn’t care anymore of me and Mattheo being together.

“Y/n” she screamed “Me and Draco get back together”

“Y/n” Mattheo whispered and tried to touch me but I was already walking to Pansy. 

“I’m so happy, but now I need to clear my head. And tomorrow I’m going to kill you and Draco for all this” I told her while hugging her. I tried so hard not to cry but she was too drunk to notice anything. She just waved at me and I got lost in the crowd.

I was sliding through the crowd, while taking off my mask and wig. My eyes were burning but I couldn’t cry here. I couldn’t cry on Mattheo’s eyes. He doesn’t get the view of me being like this. All of a sudden I was sober. Alcohol vanished into thin air just like my happiness. The only thing that had left was this fucking photo. I walked outside and a cold wind smashed my bare shoulders, but I didn’t care and he touched my hand. His touch, once so warm now, was even colder than the wind.

“Y/n wait. Don’t go. Love I’m…” Mattheo said. 

“Don’t call me love, you lost everything to call me this” I chopped him off. 

“Don’t say this” he responded and tried to hold my face in his arm but I shifted away.

“How long you wanted to keep this. You tell this random girl but you can’t even look at me now” I told him. But his eyes were telling me everything. I snorted because I didn’t care what I’m going to do next. 

“You see how happy we were back then” I said and showed him a photo. “I hope that you’re going to remember that because it’s not going to happen anymore.” I screamed and mussed the photo just to throw it in his face. 

I started walking, completely ignoring his calling out. I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t care anymore about the man that broke my heart. I didn’t care. I didn’t care that I left the love of my life in the middle of the road. I didn’t care that I ruined the only thing that has left from the time I was happy in the middle of the road.

Alcohol sometimes was healing wounds and sometimes was fixing relationships. But most of the time alcohol ruins everything. 

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[lou-lj]

Everyone has secrets

(Pansy Parkinson x fem reader)

(mostly fluff,a bit suggestive and a tiny bit of angst)

summary:

The two of you are in a secret relationship but her friends catch you making out in her dorm.

warnings:

hinting at homophobic parents

A/N:

it’s autumn, which means watching comfort movies/shows all day and spending to much time inserting yourself into the story’s so…. here we go

Her body was pressed against your own, capturing you between her and the wooden wall of the Slytherin girls dorm. Your hands being tangled in her dark hair you deepened the kiss. Her fumbling with the buttons of your shirt while sloppily traveling over your jaw and down your neck with kisses, leaving marks along the way. Your head was empty as it was falling back against the wall, desperate whimpers escaping your lips. Your shirt was falling to the ground while she looked at you with adoration “oh y/n,” she whispered and kissing you for the hundredth time biting down your on bottom lip. Pushing yourself of the wall you stumbled to her bed together, almost tripping over some books lying on the floor. Next you pushed her onto the bed while taking a seat on her lap.

“Jesus Pansy how much noise can someone make? What you doing in here-“ Matteo laughed as he walked in the room, stopping mid step glaring at the scene in front of him. “What the fuck,” mumbled Draco. “Didn’t think this was how i’d see y/n half naked for the first time.” Theo laughed while Daphne was standing mouth open and in shock in the door frame. “There is something called knocking ya know?” Pansy scolded while covering you with her blanket. “Since when?” Daphne asked ignoring pansy’s annoyed expression. “what exactly is this?!” Draco questioned while picking up your shirt and handing it back to you. “God let her get dressed, we’ll be down in a minute.” Pansy said while ushering the four out of the room. “What do we tell them?” you asked while putting your shirt back on. She leaned her forehead against yours with a sight “the truth.”

Matteo had told everyone in the common room to get lost making sure no one would be disturbing them. Pansy took your hand, stepping out the door sending you a quick nod. “Y/n and I are dating, since a couple months.” Pansy spoke calmly while almost crushing your hand. “months?!” Daphne almost yelled out of surprise. “So I really don’t have a shot with you?” Theo asked while winking at you. “Sorry to disappoint but I’m quite happy.” You laughed, throwing your arm around Pansy. “Why haven’t you told us?” Draco asked. Pansy shifted around a little uncomfortable “I- I don’t know, it’s just I was scared of your reaction. And the others can’t know! My parents would be furious, you know how they are…” “Oh sweetie, we love you regardless of who you date.” with teary eyes Daphne hugged Pansy tightly. “And we’d never tell on you man, we’re family.” Theo said while bringing him and Draco into the hug. “You’re one of us now” Matteo joked, while shoving you into the hug.

#fanfic #lgbtq #pansy x reader #pansy parkinson #pansy x fem!reader #harry potter #slytherin #mattheo riddle #theo nott #draco malfoy #daphne greengrass #secret relationship #fluff #angst #friendship #slytherin gang

[keykeep]

Kinktober Day 9: Teacher- Pansy Parkinson

Warnings:69

She was head Slytherin girl, evil and mean so what was she doing making you scream

You were in detention, text book open hoping to revise for your potions exam. Sitting next to you and the one to thank for your detention was black haired Slytherin Pansy Parkinson. She led the army of bullies, always leading her minions to assault you with their words. Whether it was your answers in class, your exam scores, your looks, the way you wore knee high socks. But today was the worst of it and you had had enough. Todays insult was teasing you about being a virgin.

It was like a knife to the chest as the Slytherins teased you about being pure, so in the middle of flying class you yelled out “enough Pansy, you’ve got the next three seconds before I beat the ever living shit out of you” her friends laughed, everyone crowded around you both seeing who would move first.

With a deep breath you counted “One” Slytherins still smirking finding it next to impossible for you to do anything, Pansy arms crossed with a smug look upon her face. “two” you said watching the Slytherins faces contort from smug to confusion, all your classmates stunned at the possibility.

“Three” you said launching at Pansy as you punched, kicked, bitten, scratched, pulled. You were cheered on by your fellow classmate’s, all except Slytherin house who were calling you all sorts of nasty names.

Madam Hooch had pulled you off each other inspecting the damage of both your wounds. “That’s 50 points of both your houses, detention with Mcgonagall, go get yourselves cleaned up now”.

So here you were in detention with Pansy. “Why do you care if I am a virgin or not?” You said to Pansy.

“Because I want to be your first” she whispered, you were stunned and speechless looking over to her to catch if she was joking but instead you caught her looking nervous as her brown doe eyes stare back at you.

“B.b.but why?” You stuttered after a long pause of silence. “you’re so confident it’s attractive as hell, and all I think about doing is taking care of you, I can make you feel good I promise” 

“I...I...I’ve never done anything like this before” you said after a while, “would you like to go somewhere more private?” she said enclosing her hand in yours. “but we are already in detention, we can’t just leave” you protested. “well they’ll say, that they are pleased that we are sorting out our problems” she said with a smile. 

Taking her hand, she led you into the nearest closet locking the door behind her.  She takes you into her arms as she travels down your neck making marks that will be hard to cover up later. 

Ripping open your shirt as buttons go flying around the room, “wow I always wondered what you had underneath there” you scrabbled to cover up embarrassed as she chuckled “you’re so hot” she said kissing you. She ripped her own shirt open “there, now you can’t be embarrassed”. 

She ran her fingers over your chest, her nails circling your nipples watching as they turned into stiff peaks. “you’re so sensitive” she said licking your puckering buds. Her hands cupping your breasts as she kissed you. 

Pulling you onto the ground until you were laying down as you both continued kissing with lust and passion. “we will take it slowly, it will feel good all you have to do is exactly what I am doing to you”, You nodded shyly as she got in position with her hot nervous breath breathing on her cunt. Her face mirroring yours. 

You felt her tongue drag over your inner thighs and climbing higher. You moan from the contact “now your turn” she said breathlessly anticipating the reaction. You run your tongue across her clit up and down slowly keeping rhythm. As you continued your sucking and licking, She wasted no time taking you in her mouth. you muffle the moans against her hearing her moans in response. 

Gaining a newfound confidence you inserted your tongue inside her as her nails gripped your thighs, you smirked to yourself as you continued to fuck her with your tongue making her abs tightened on top of you. her legs shutter as her breathing shallows. “I feel something happening to me” you confess “just ride it out and don’t stop now” she said harshly. 

Pretty soon you were both shaking and twitching as you both kept a fast rhythm while your hearts pounded and you felt ecstasy riding out your orgasm. 

She come undone as you felt a creamy white substance inside of her, you licked at her as she moaned loudly, enjoying the sounds of her and the taste of the sweet cum you continued licking in slow circles of her cunt until she had another earth shattering orgasm into your mouth. 

You were next to come undone as you gripped onto her thighs, your eyes rolled back and you shook as you let your body relax after the high you just experienced. 

Both of you were breathless and exhausted collapsing onto the ground as you both looked up at the ceiling in silence. After a couple of minutes you regained your strength to get dressed as you fixed the clothing that was ripped off each other in desperation with spells. You turned to Pansy. 

“why didn’t you ever tell me you like me?”, you said honestly stroking her hair and kissing her again. “I didn’t want to get my hopes up by thinking that we’ll ever be together someday” she confessed in a shy voice. “so you teased and bullied me?” you shook your head trying to comprehend her reasoning. 

“I tried to nitpick by using the things I like about you to tease you” she said softly. You looked into her eyes and saw genuine honesty. 

“so do you still think we could never be together now?” you asked, “I’ve got so much more to teach you” she said wrapping her arms around you pulling you closer to her and kissing you. 

#pansy x reader #pansy parkinson #pansy parkinson smut #harry potter smut #hp smut #hp fandom #harry potter imagine #Kinktober #kinktober 2022 #kinktober22

[dreamcubed]

this is why we can’t have nice things | pansy parkinson x reader

song; this is why we can't have nice things [taylor swift] pairing; pansy parkinson x gender neutral!reader genre; angst, established relationship, break-up word count; 1,8k timeline; half-blood prince warnings; swearing, mentions of cheating, public humiliation (not of y/n), mild verbal conflict summary; you had already given pansy a second chance, but she really had proven that she couldn't be trusted, and that your relationship had to be ended for good

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"there i was giving you a second chance, but you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand."

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Your gut instincts were always right - of course, this time you had the advantage of having lived through the signs of the same scenario before. Pansy becoming secretive, dismissive, distant, etc... all signs of her disloyalty that you had ignored last time out of the benefit of the doubt. She didn't deserve the benefit of the doubt again.

The undeniable sign the first time this happened was turning the corner in Hogsmeade to see Pansy wrapped in the arms of Draco Malfoy with her lips fused to his. Naturally, you had ran off afterwards, and refused to talk to her for a week: something about her eventual apology had seemed so genuine through the tears and sobs that you decided to give her a second chance. Now, as you watched Pansy walk away from turning down a study date with you, you couldn't help but feel as if that may have been a mistake.

It was the third time this week she had refused a study date with you in favour of studying alone: Pansy didn't like to study alone. That suggested to you that she wasn't studying - studying a subject the school offered, anyway. Maybe she was studying someone's genitals.

"Y/N," a familiar voice spoke, causing you to turn around to be met with Blaise Zabini's gaze, "You do know where she's going, don't you?"

You let out a sigh, "I have a feeling."

***

"In honour of the muggle subject of English literature, your assignment is to write a poem," your muggle studies teacher, Professor Burbage, spoke, "The subject can be anything that isn't exclusive to the wizarding world. If muggles don't know about it, don't write about it."

Longbottom raised his hand, "Will we have to read them to the class?"

"I would like for a couple volunteers to, but ultimately no. I do want each and every poem handed in, however."

You clutched your quill in thought, eyes flicking over to Pansy, who you had yet to address your suspicions with. She caught your eye and offered you a soft smile, which you returned, but the negative thoughts remained settled in your mind.

Blaise, who sat next to you, watched the interaction and gave you an incredulous look when you turned back to him. You rolled your eyes, but couldn't stop the smile from tugging at your lips. He was your most trusted friend, and the only person you would tell your plan to humiliate Pansy about, you had decided.

The plan had come to you during a study session in which Pansy failed to show up for, despite agreeing to. She never apologised for it, and you never brought it up, so she must have been very pre-occupied for the thought to never enter her mind again.

It was when her tardiness reached the twenty-minute mark that your hurt started dissipating into anger, a familiar feeling since she first cheated. Being surrounded by the knowledge of the library, it was only natural your brain was in a thinking state, and thus you found yourself fantasising about many scenarios of humiliation for Pansy. There was no way you would cheat on her in return - that felt cheap and underwhelming, aside from the fact you were sure that you would feel dirty afterwards. Regardless of the circumstances, it would still brand you as a cheater, and you didn't want that.

As it turned out, you wouldn't have to do much plotting, as the opportunity would fall right into your lap, courtesy of Professor Burbage.

***

Another Hogsmeade trip.

Honestly, the place somewhat left a bitter taste in your mouth ever since you found Pansy and Draco together there. Still, you needed a sweets restock to satisfy your everlasting sweet tooth, and the butterbeer of the Three Broomsticks tasted divine.

Perhaps less divine when you had to share a table with both Pansy and Draco.

Your friendship group had been more than awkward ever since the incident, and it had become clear there was on-going tension. After you had taken Pansy back, it had mainly been with Draco, but it was beginning to return with Pansy as well. Blaise had made his siding with you perfectly clear to the rest of the group, which you appreciated, while Crabbe and Goyle, like usual, remained opinionless - obedient servants to Draco. Theo had voiced his distaste towards Pansy and Draco's actions, but had not changed the way he treated them.

To be honest, you didn't really care. For you, one completely loyal and trustworthy friend was more than enough, and Blaise provided that.

Pansy was sat by your side, with your hands interlocked, but her attention was all upon Draco. It was strange, frankly, how numb to the situation you felt. By that point, Blaise knew of your plans to humiliate Pansy, and he also knew that your love for her was disappearing - although it wasn't all gone just yet, that would take time. So, all he could do was bite his tongue as he watched the brunette Slytherin girl believe she was getting away with cheating.

It was when Pansy shifted far enough back in her seat, for the briefest of moments, that you caught sight of the undeniable physical evidence you had yet to see. Draco, who sat on her other side, had his hand placed casually on her thigh.

You didn't feel a rush of anger, surprisingly. Instead, you felt a smirk grow on your face, now knowing for sure that you wouldn't regret your actions for even a second.

***

"Now, as terrifying as the prospect might be, do we have any volunteers to read their poems to the class?" Burbage asked, looking around the class with clearly very little hope.

You raised your hand instantly, taking your teacher by surprise.

"How courageous of you," was the remark you received, "Please, come to the front."

The anticipation screamed and twisted inside of you, fuelling your powerful stride to the front with your notebook in hand. In your mind's eye, you could picture Blaise smiling knowingly about what was about to happen, while Pansy sat obliviously in her seat, ogling at Draco from across the class.

"My poem is called This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things," you introduced, taking a deep breath to steady yourself.

"It was so nice throwing big parties Jumping into the pool from the balcony Everyone swimming in a champagne sea And there are no rules when you show up here Bass beat rattling the chandelier Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year."

You had to suppress a chuckle - Pansy didn't even know who Gatsby was. That was a neat little reference for the magic folk in your class to feel special about if they understood it.

"So why'd you have to rain on my parade? I'm shaking my head, I'm closing the gates."

Then, you allowed yourself to look up to make eye contact with Pansy, knowing that you had the next part memorised word for word.

"It was so nice being together again There I was giving you a second chance But you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand."

Her eyes widened, and people began to look in the direction that you were gazing, as your tone gave away that this poem was personal.

"And therein lies the issue, lovers don't try to trick you Get you all alone and mind-twist you And so I took an axe to a mended fence."

By this point, everybody was glancing between you and Pansy, whispering amongst each other as you continued.

"But I'm not the only friend you've lost lately," you tilted your head and pouted mockingly at her, "If only you weren't so shady.

"This is why we can't have nice things, darling Because you break them, I had to take them away Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you do without me?"

"Y/N-" she tried to speak, but you cut her off.

"Here's a toast to my real friends They don't care about the he said, she said And here's to my dignity I'm glad I found it again recently And here's to you 'Cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do."

You beamed proudly at her after that line, as you had said it in such a perfect imitation of a genuine tone, allowing the tiniest of smiles to etch on her face.

"I'm kidding, obviously This is why we can't have nice things."

Blaise didn't hesitate to start applauding, and out of obligation the rest of the class rippled into applause as well. All except Pansy, of course, who sat in a state of shock at her spot along the front row. You gave her a sweet smile, deciding to indulge yourself in the luxury of a bow to your audience.

Professor Burbage then regained composure, having initially been taken aback by the atmosphere in the room, and returned to the front, "Right, well, that was a very creative poem... thank you."

"You're welcome," you couldn't help but grin, "It was a joy writing it."

You then went back to your seat, keeping your chin held high as you walked past the rows of desks.

"Would anyone else like to read their poems?"

After your startling opener, no one else could find the bravery within them to volunteer, even if they had originally been planning on it.

***

Pansy found you after class, of course, and began spluttering her way through countless apologies, none of wish you cared for.

"Please, Y/N, please forgive me."

"No," you said, "I don't think I will."

"I know I fucked up but I-"

"Will only do it again," you finished for her, "So why don't you just save yourself the trouble of being tied to someone else? If you're single, you can fuck who you want, when you want, without hurting anyone."

"But I-"

"Or is it the kick of knowing you're doing something that you shouldn't that gets you?" you pondered aloud, before shrugging, "Either way, you're no longer my problem, so kindly bother someone else with your complaints. Perhaps Draco? You two are as close as ever, after all."

You turned away from her, relishing delightfully in the feeling that burned with you: revenge, justice, karma.

You felt like a bitch, and you loved it.

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i <3 10 things i hate about you

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written; 30/07/2022 —> 10/08/2022 published; 11/08/2022 edited; —/—/——

#pansy parkinson #pansy parkinson x reader #pansy parkinson x you #pansy parkinson x y/n #pansy x reader #pansy x you #pansy x y/n #draco x pansy #pansy x draco #blaise zabini #hp oneshot #hp fanfic #hp #harry potter #harry potter oneshot #harry potter fanfic #break up

[sluttyslytherin]

•HAPPY BIRTHDAY WHORE•

Pansy Parkinson x Y/N

•THIS IS Y/N‘s VIEW•

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❥ Warnings: gay!pansy & gay!reader, fingering, mommy!kink, degrading, roughness, praise!kink

❥ Request?: No, this one crept into my mind.

❥ Summary: „Mommy will leave marks,“ I moaned, pulling you closer. „And?,“ your voice sounded muffled coming from between your teeth.

„Want that,“ I sighed silently, „Don‘t stop.“

„Good girl.“ Your nails left marks on my waist as your hands slid under my dress, „Everyone will see what we did in here. Doesn‘t this concern you at all?“

❥ Author‘s note: This is short. And I‘m fucking gay.

❥ Word count: ~1500

❥ I DO NOT ALLOW COPYING MY WORK, NOR POSTING IT SOMEWHERE ELSE. MY WORK IS ALREADY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND AO3.

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„You look beautiful.“

Your voice startled me out of my trance. I flinched, but realized the text moment that it was you who were talking to me.

„Pet. Why don‘t you come downstairs? People are waiting for you,“ you whispered, as you stalked closer to me.

I never liked the feeling of being the prey, until the moment you did it for the first time. I turned around and took a step backwards. My back automatically pressed against the cool wood of the white closet, leaving my skin getting goosepumps from the sudden contact.

„I don‘t know,“ I mumbled, my eyes fixed on your stockings, „I couldn‘t decide what to wear.“

„I think you forgot something, pet.“

My eyes squeezed shut. There was no way to get around this. I was trapped.

You bridged the last few inches between us, gripping my wrists and pulling them behind my back.

„Mommy,“ I whispered.

„Open your eyes,“ you demanded, your voice raspy, „Look at me.“

I tried to refuse. I knew the game would be over as soon as I did what you wanted. But I wanted this. I enjoyed being bratty almost a bit too much at this moment.

„Pathetic little toy,“ you spat out, your nails crawling into my wrists, „You should be happy that it‘s your birthday.“

Your mouth was so near to my ear that I could feel your breath on my sensitive skin right there. I could smell your scent, faint but still present.

This was the moment I realized, I didn‘t breathe since you touched my wrists. My mouth flew open and I took a sharp breath, like a fish which is aching for water.

But I was aching for you.

„My god, you‘re so needy.. it‘s almost sad,“ your voice cooed into my ear, „Don‘t forget your birthday is over in a few hours,“ your nails leaving marks on my skin, „And mommy will be very mad if you won’t do as I say. And you know what this means.“

„Will be a good girl, mommy,“ I choked out, finally opening my eyes. I almost felt like fainting from how desperately I tried to control my breathing.

„Argh, come on pet,“ you suddenly let go off me smiling, leaving me completely confused, „I didn‘t even properly touch you.“

Your hand pushed forwards, tracing the way up between my legs. As you realized what your actions did to me and more important - the fact I didn‘t even wear knickers - your eyes widened.

„Fucking hell, pet,“ you hissed, „Are you serious?“

A small „Mhh“ escaped my lips, as I desperately tried to grind against your hand.

But you pulled away.

„Eager little fucktoy aren’t we?“

A wide grin played around your lips as you pulled my dress down.

„Won‘t give you what you want, love. Not yet.“

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You were already gone downstairs as I finally managed to cool my mind down. I wanted to enjoy the party. I knew what would happen afterwards - and I wasn‘t sure if I would enjoy this.

„Happy birthday!,“ our guests greeted me, when I finally stepped into the living room. I could see some family members and friends. All of them were happy and smiling.

From the corner of my eye, I saw you coming closer. You held a glass of my favourite wine in your hands, smiling too. „It wasn‘t that complicated to do what mommy says, hm?,“ you whispered into my ear, but pulling away the next moment.

Some of our friends came over to us to congratulate me and hand me a small present. „I know you both said no presents.. but we thought we‘d put our money together and buy you one.“

The fact that they still bought me a present, made me smile. „Thank you so much,“ I said. „That‘s really nice of you.“

I opened the present. Inside was a filigree silver bracelet. It was kept simple but had a small "M" dangling from the clasp.

I gasped in surprise. „That‘s beautiful,“ I whispered, „Thank you.“

„It was Pansy‘s idea,“ someone laughed. My gaze searched yours. My lips mouthed a loudless „Mommy“, just as you pulled the present out of my hands.

„Let me do that,“ you said, putting the bracelet around my wrist and closing it. „As I thought. Fits you perfectly.“

You slowly kissed my cheek and disappeared into the crowd. Leaving me confused again.

I knew you played with me. I knew you wanted to make me beg for you.

But I didn‘t want to show you how much I wanted this too.

The party went on without any big complications. I talked to our friends and family, sipping from my wine and enjoying being the most important person for the evening.

Your eyes followed me and every step I took hungrily. I noticed your stare the first time, as my eyes swept through the room, searching for you. And my eyes locked to yours. You didn‘t even blush. It didn‘t make you blush realizing, I saw your insolently open stare.

I just smiled back and continued talking.

A while later you stepped up behind me, slightly caressing my back with your fingertips and laying your hand on my waist.

„May I steal the birthday girl for a few minutes?,“ you asked innocently and lead me towards the kitchen.

„Is everything alright?,“ I whispered to you, but you didn‘t respond.

As soon as the kitchem door closed behind us, your lips were on mine. You pushed me against the counter as you explored my mouth with your tongue.

Your grip on my waist tightened as your mouth caught my soft moans.

„Give me your little moans, love.“ Your lips didn‘t leave mine. „I missed kissing you.“

Your hands grabbed my ass to lift me onto the counter. „Mommy,“ I murmured into the kiss, „What are you doing?“

„Seems like I‘m getting you in trouble pet,“ you answered, your lips trailing down my neck, planting sloppy kisses on my skin.

„Someone could come in,“ I tried to refuse, but couldn‘t find the strengh to push you away.

„Since when don’t you like the thrill of getting caught?“ You bit hard into my neck.

„Mommy will leave marks,“ I moaned, pulling you closer. „And?,“ your voice sounded muffled coming from between your teeth.

„Want that,“ I sighed silently, „Don‘t stop.“

„Good girl.“ Your nails left marks on my waist as your hands slid under my dress, „Everyone will see what we did in here. Doesn‘t this concern you at all?“

„Mh-Mh,“ I moaned. Slowly I shook my head no.

„Little whore,“ you bit me hard, „My little whore.“

My groans echoed through the room. „Mommy, please,“ I pleaded, „Need more.“

„Pssh do you want everyone to hear us?,“ you responded, pushing my dress more upwards to expose my wet lace knickers.  Your fingers trailed the wetness through the thin fabric, causing my legs to shake.

„You like this, don‘t you, pet?,“ you hissed, your fingers suddenly gripping the inside of my knickers and aggressively pulling them to the side, exposing my wet pussy to the cold air.

„N- No,“ the brat in me answered.

You smirked against my neck. With a swift movement you inserted a finger into me. „You know what happens to liars?,“ you hummed, removing it painfully slowly, leaving me back whimpering for your touch, „Liars don‘t get to come.“

„No, no,“ I pleaded, pleads damned to get stuck in my throat as you pushed your fingers back in.

„Yes, there..“

I couldn‘t breathe.

„Exactly there,“ you cooed, „That‘s it.“

„I‘m..,“ I tried to speak, getting cut off by you.

„You won‘t come, pet. Not yet.“

My pleading gaze searched for yours.

The pace of your fingers increased, causing my back to arch from the counter. Your grip on my waist tightened.

„Bad girls get punished.“

My moans melted into your mouth as you kissed me deeply. „Good girls don’t lie.“

You thrusted your fingers in me. „No mommy I won’t lie again,“ I pleaded. I could feel how brutally I was soaked between my thighs.

„Shut up and take what I give you.“

Your voice echoed in my ears as I tried to hold back my orgasm.

„Mommy.. I can‘t take this anymore,“ I almost cried, grinding against your hand, my brain going completely numb from your touch.

„You take me so good,“ you moaned now too, „I should fuck you more often,“

Your whispers against the skin of my neck, my body shaking with the heat of your words. 

Your fingers thrusted into me fast, and as you took your thumb circling around my clit, the game was over.

I screamed in pleasure.

„I love how you scream for me,“ you moaned into my ear.

My hands were trying to find hold on the counter and I was trying with all strengh to prevent myself from giving in.

„Mommy.. mommy let me come, please, I beg you!“

My vision went white.

„Good girl, cum for me, cum for mommy. It‘s okay, you deserved it.“

#smut #pansy parkinson smut gay #mommy smut #sapphic smut #pansy parkinson #pansy x reader #pansy x y/n #gay #hogwarts #hp smut #queer nsft #sapphic nsft #oneshot

[thatfancygirlinblack]

Hearts over brooms

pansy parkinson x reader

reader is Ravenclaw and female (she/her pronouns)

warning : very mild profanity (maybe not, my memory fails me, darling)

pure fluff

the library

word count ;; 2.6k

The new Ravenclaw Chaser has caught Pansy's eye

"Who's that?"

Pansy pointed at the blue dot hovering over the Quidditch pitch, lost in a sea of similarly coloured teammates. It was windy, which made her eyes well up, and the person was too far away to make out her features. But Pansy had studied the Ravenclaw Quidditch team before and recognised them easily — except for that girl.

Not that she was a big Quidditch fan, actually. Draco was, though, and she liked to help him out with intel. Besides, Ravenclaw was excellent; probably better than Slytherin, if she had to be honest. They'd previously won against the two other houses and this was the match that determined their ultimate fate.

It was strange that they'd change up a member in the midst of winning the Quidditch Finals. It was a bad strategy. One of them had to be sick — but she knew everything! How come she hadn't heard of that?

"Who?" Daphne, leaning against Pansy's shoulder to get a better view, squinted her eyes at the Ravenclaw team. They still hovered over the air, waiting for the game to start. "I can't see who you're pointing at, Pans."

She pursed her lips, pointing with more vigour. "That one. In the middle. Next to Sarah Talbott."

Daphne blinked, slightly confused. Sarah Talbott was the Keeper, and taller than anyone on that team. The one Pansy was supposedly pointing at, not so much. It was really hard to see from such a distance.

"I think it's the new Chaser," Daphne said after some thought. "Their best one yet, if you trust the rumours. Can't remember the name, though. Something like... Jone... John…"

"Johnson?" Pansy said in a breath.

Daphne's face instantly lit up as she clapped her hands together. "Yes, that's right, it was Johnson! Y.n Johnson."

Pansy felt like she could melt through the seat. No way! You were the Chaser, and she didn't even know?

"Wait," she said, the nervousness in her tone not going unseen by Daphne, "Do you really mean Y.n Johnson as in the most beautiful girl of our class? The one who sits next to me in Transfiguration?"

Daphne, with all of her candid energy, sweetly laughed. "Well, I wouldn't call her the most beautiful girl of our class, but yes, it's her."

She immediately coughed in embarrassment. "I mean, that's just how the Ravenclaws call her," Pansy said, "You know how they are when one of them doesn't look like an absolute nerd."

"Uh-huh. Sure, Pans. Whatever you say."

"Oh, shut up." And her cheeks rivalled an Australian forest fire. "Why didn't she tell me?"

Daphne shrugged. "Maybe because you're mean? Y.n is no angel, but she looks like one next to you. Now come on, the game's starting."

Pansy couldn't believe her ears. She knew she was mean, but to the point that you, the one she secretly liked, wouldn't tell her such big news like getting on the Quidditch team? Impossible.

Her thoughts, however offended, were blown away by a cold breeze and Madame Hooch's sharp whistle that threw all players into immediate movement. Instinctively, her eyes fell onto your form.

Being a Chaser was probably the hardest position out of all Quidditch could offer. It meant going at very high speeds, being unpredictable, and enduring hard clashes with members of the opposing team. And Pansy knew how Slytherin played — like absolute jerks.

Yet, despite the many setbacks present during the match, such as the strong wind or occasional rogue bludger, you soared through the skies effortlessly. From afar, your form seemed to make one with your broom, escaping through the most narrow of openings, cleverly avoiding the Slytherin Chasers hot on your tail.

The Quaffle remained mostly in your hands as you steadily advanced towards the hoops. Pansy bit her lip in apprehension; was that Montague catching up? Her breath hitched when he swung into you, and the Quaffle almost fell out of your hands; however, a quick swerve to the side and you were back on track.

And then, you scored.

Cheers erupted from the Ravenclaw seats as the announcer attributed 1O points to your team. Pansy had to hold back with all her willpower not to stand up and applaud as well.

The game went on. The rumours were undeniable in her eyes; you really were the best Ravenclaw Chaser. It seemed that you made one with air, faster than anyone else, the most accurate scorer too.

But the highlight of the match — for Pansy, at least — came when the Golden Snitch was finally spotted. Strangely enough, she suddenly didn't care to watch Draco move and begin a chase; all she could look at was you.

And you were there to look back at her.

Well, maybe not look at her specifically, but Pansy saw how your eyes darted to the Slytherin stands.

It was another rough round with (literally) bloody Montague that wouldn't stop trailing you around the field. Evidently, he sought some kind of revenge, and you weren't giving him any opportunities for that. Still, he tried his best to get the Quaffle from your hands and send you plummeting to the ground.

In an effort to avoid his painful jabs, you did a half-circle around the field, conveniently passing right in front of Pansy. You locked gazes at that moment, and she swore she saw you smile, sparkles in your eyes. But maybe it was just the wind, or your tears reflecting the lights.

Whatever it was, it seemed to double your motivation, and you increased in speed, scoring a few seconds later. This time, she couldn't help but crack an enormous grin.

Pansy wanted to believe that it was she who had given you just enough strength to win; that it was her words that had made you smile. That it was how she mouthed 'you can do it' that ultimately made you win the round, and as a result, the entire game.

Ravenclaw was ahead by so many points that even when Draco caught the snitch, Slytherin did not win the Quidditch Cup. And instead of booing, Pansy smiled, watching as you stepped forward to receive the prize, how you rose into the air, indulging in that sweet victory.

"I think you're in love," Daphne said. They were back in the common room, around the fireplace. The atmosphere was heavy from the recent loss, and most had retrieved to their dorms, sulking.

Pansy exhaled sharply, taking a sip of her warm tea. "I've said it a thousand times, Daph. I stopped liking Draco in our third year."

Daphne shook her head. "That's not what I meant." She glanced at her friend then at her hands, picking her nails that were as white as fresh snow. "I saw how you were looking at her. Johnson."

"I don't love her." The lie which Pansy truly believed tasted sour on her tongue, and suddenly her heart constricted.

"I think you do," Daphne continued. This time she made sure to stare into Pansy's eyes, watching without judgement the turmoil that slowly began to brew within. "I'm your friend, you know. I realised it a while ago, even if you didn't."

Pansy shook her head, her throat abnormally dry. And that tea only seemed to make it drier. For a moment, she opened and closed her mouth without any words falling out. Then, slowly, she gathered a sentence. "I can't love her, Daph." It was barely a whisper.

"Why not? She's pretty, a Ravenclaw, generally kind to you."

Too kind, Pansy thought bitterly. You always smiled when she came to sit next to you in Transfiguration, you always answered her questions, and together you worked very well. It was partly why McGonagall had chosen to keep those same seats all those years ago, and Pansy was never more grateful.

But, you were kind to everyone. There was no way you liked her back; or else you would've told her you were on the Quidditch team.

Daphne seemed to read through her frown. "You can always try, you know," she said. "And get those feelings out a bit."

"I can't!" Pansy screeched, earning her a few disapproving looks which she dismissed with an equally biting glare. "I can't," she repeated, quieter this time, "We're an impossible couple, Daph. And... I'm scared of what she might say."

Daphne sighed, shaking her head. "She won't say anything, Pans, come on. You know it. So get your act together and go confess."

"Why are you pushing me?"

She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Because it annoys me to see you infatuated with her when she's clearly waiting for you to make a move!"

Pansy looked at her friend in shock. "You're lying."

"I'm not!" Daphne audibly groaned. "And you better do it tonight before someone else asks her out. I've heard Montague planned something."

This made Pansy spring up and almost choke on her own saliva. "Bloody Montague," she said through gritted teeth, "I knew he was up to something."

"Then go," Daphne said, pushing her towards the door.

Pansy nodded, suddenly overtaken by a wave of burning resolve, and quickly exited the common room. The dungeons were quite cold at night, but thankfully she knew her way around from being a Prefect. She'd also patrolled around Ravenclaw Tower before, which enabled her from getting there much quicker than she initially expected.

Once she'd gone up a very long flight of stairs, out of breath, she watched the eagle guarding the door come to life. Merlin, she thought, I forgot they have such a system. Pansy wasn't good with riddles.

In its deep, hollow voice, the eagle spoke: "I can travel around the world while staying in one room. What am I?"

She gulped, realising that this was even harder than she expected. "I— don't know," she breathed out, almost in tears. "I'm going to confess tonight, just let me through."

"Who are you going to confess to?"

The foreign voice startled her for a split second, until she realised that it was a voice she knew quite well. Very well, even. It was yours.

Indeed, you were standing behind her, having appeared almost out of nowhere. She couldn't help but notice how ethereal you looked, in a blue dress she'd never seen before. It suited you better than anything else. You looked irresistible.

"Pansy?" you said, coming closer to look at her, "Are you alright?"

She snapped out of her awe-struck state, realising that she was staring. "Yes," she whispered, clearly embarrassed.

You nodded and bit your lower lip, which Pansy knew you liked to do when you thought. "Montague confessed a few minutes ago," you said.

Her breath caught in her throat. "Did you say yes?" The words were hard to utter, sticky like the fears that could be coming true.

You maintained a straight face, basking in silence, until her distraught expression made you erupt into a fit of giggles. "No, who do you take me for!" And all tension disappeared from Pansy's pretty face.

"I was going to bash you for saying yes, actually," she admitted. Bash myself, more like, she added internally. "Thank Merlin you have taste."

You laughed again, oblivious to how your happy smile made Pansy shiver. Such a bizarre feeling it was, love; she simultaneously felt depressed and alarmingly cheerful just by being by your side.

"Actually," you said once you'd calmed down, "I wanted someone else to confess to me." Again, those sparkles in your eyes; as if the Universe was reflected in your expressive orbs. Pansy could gaze at the stars within for hours.

But she didn't have the heart for that; right now, her heart was being shattered. "Who?" she asked, and even though she tried really hard to maintain an even expression, she couldn't help the slight tugging of her lips downwards.

You noticed her growing scowl, and put a hand on her shoulder. She shivered at the touch, the warmth of your palm radiating through her entire body. Oh, how she wished you could touch her more. How she wished she could touch you back. But you didn't like her that way.

"Guess," you said after a long silence.

She gulped, feeling the imminent end of everything she cherished — your smile, the tiny friendship you shared, you as a whole. "I'm bad at guessing."

You were inching closer by now, placing your second hand on her shoulder, and Pansy would've probably exploded from happiness if it wasn't for the dread of hearing a name that wouldn't be hers. "I'll give you a hint," you whispered.

She wouldn't look at you, and stared instead at your collarbone. She really liked your collarbone. It was pretty, well-shaped and elegant. Pansy always wanted to trace its shape with her fingers.

"It's someone I see a lot in Transfiguration. With nice hair and beautiful eyes and... very nice lips." You blushed upon saying that, glancing down at your feet.

"I don't know," Pansy whispered, and her lower lip quivered from the pain of heartbreak which she was actively awaiting.

"Really?" you asked in disbelief, and she nodded. She couldn't think straight anyway. So, you caved in. "Pansy, it's you."

And the world broke; time came to a screeching halt and everything other than you two stopped moving. "What?"

"It's you," you repeated, until suddenly you weren't so confident any more. Yet, you ploughed through, facing her confused stare with as much integrity as you could muster. "It has always been you, actually. I— well, for one, I think you're cool. You're pretty and your voice is nice and you're so funny. Also you listen to me, you hardly ever interrupt me when I speak and you're always attentive to what I do. I like your personality, you're easy-going when you want to be despite the harsher image you project, and you're very sweet with me."

You bit your lip once the horrible vomit of words you'd spewed at her was finished. Her expression was unreadable, until she suddenly broke into a flimsy smile. One that really made your heart ache from its beauty.

"I wanted to confess, you know," she said. "But I guess you didn't let me."

It felt like the happiest day of your life, the feeling mirrored by your wide grin that made creases appear next to your eyes. "You don't know how happy I am. Can I... kiss you?"

"Please do." And she leaned in.

The kiss you shared was tender and soft; your hands tangled themselves in her hair while hers carefully drew the outline of your collarbone which you found to be quite ticklish. You only broke away once you couldn't contain your giggles.

"Sorry, that tickles," you said, regaining your breath.

Pansy grinned, purposefully doing it again, earning her an adorable squeal. "Oh," you exclaimed, remembering something, "Do you mind entering the common room with me? I have a gift for you."

"A gift?"

You sent her a wink. "Why do you think I joined the Quidditch team?" She blinked, not fully understanding what you were getting at. So, you explained. "I won the Quidditch Cup for you, dummy. I wanted to confess to you right after, but you were already gone."

Pansy looked at you with wide eyes, not believing her ears. "You mean... That's why you didn't tell me about it?"

You hummed. "Yeah. You're not mad, are you? That I kept it a secret."

"I couldn't be even if I wanted." And she planted a kiss on your cheek. "Use it as an opportunity to tell everyone you're mine now."

You laughed into her lips as she leaned in for a peck, wallowing in her soft touch. "Oh, I will, Pansy. Now everyone will know that the prettiest girl of our class is dating me."

"And only you," she whispered.

There had never been a wider grin on your face. "And only me."

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