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hollowdeath · 4 months

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more of my own personal headcanons about harry <3

sharing clothes would be his favorite thing in the world. he'd love seeing you in his biggest hoodies/sweaters, fawning over how cute you look with them hanging off you. he'd get particularly happy when you sleep in them, waking up in the morning with messy hair wearing an old t-shirt of his. he'd also love getting them back & still being able to smell you on them.

always tapping, drumming, & fidgeting with his hands. always itching to do something, can't sit still for more than 2 seconds. gets lost in his thoughts constantly. always drifting off in his own world & accidentally missing parts of conversations.

cooking breakfast for you is the best way for him to start his day. he knows exactly how you like your tea, eggs, pancakes, even your favorite cereals and oatmeals. he'll sit in bed with you and just chat while you eat, asking how you like it as he eats his toast.

BEST gift-giver ever. like seriously. this kid knows exactly what to get someone, anyone, for both birthdays & christmases, & he always outdoes himself. always carefully listening & taking notes anytime you mention something you saw that you liked or thought about getting. tries to get you things you would never treat yourself to; money's no object when it comes to your look of surprise & joy opening his gifts.

again, physical touch is his love language, but he particularly LOVES when you play with his hair. he'll just lay his head in your lap hoping you'll get the hint & start running your fingers through his soft hair. he doesn't really like having long hair, but he certainly likes when you have more to play with, so he grows it out just for you. if he's especially stressed out or can't sleep the only thing that can bring him back to earth is your hands tangled in his hair.

constantly doing little good deeds even when people aren't around. picks up trash/litter he sees, leaves generous tips everywhere he goes, casts a quick spell to help someone in need, & always makes it a point to talk to more introverted people to make them comfortable around him. always gives the best advice when he notices someone struggling.

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simsim54 · 4 months

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Harry had always craved physical affection, ever since he was a lonely child living under the stairs. He had never felt the warmth of a hug, or the comfort of a hand, or the tenderness of a kiss. He had always felt cold and alone, until he met Ron.

Ron was the first person who made Harry feel loved. He was the first person who stood by Harry's side, no matter what. He was the first person who made Harry laugh, and smile, and hope. He was the first person who made Harry feel alive.

Harry's love language is cuddling, and the only person who he wants to cuddle is Ron. He loves the feeling of Ron's arms around him, holding him close and tight. He loves the feeling of Ron's chest against his, rising and falling with each breath. He loves the feeling of Ron's lips on his, kissing him softly and sweetly. He loves the feeling of Ron's heart beating in sync with his, telling him that they are one.

Harry feels secure and happy when he cuddles with Ron. He feels that nothing could hurt him, scare him, or break him. He feels that he has everything he needs, wants, and dreams of. He feels that he has found his home.

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depressoesssspresso · 3 months

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“No way,” you said shaking your head while munching on some popcorn from the bowl. Your legs were over his as you both relaxed on the Common Room couch. James smiles while you both make eye contact.

“What do you mean no way? I definitely had a bigger crush on you than you on me,” he laughs as he adjusts his glasses. This “argument” of who had a bigger crush on who had been going on for the last fifteen minutes.

“Are you actually joking? Do you think I just happen to carry an extra water bottle every time you had a quidditch game?” You laugh and blush at the memory, “Thought I was such a samaritan the way I was like ‘No yeah I think I have an extra water if you’d like’ knowing damn well I packed it just to have an excuse to talk to you,” You and James’ faces turned red from how long you have been laughing. The two of you have been going out for over 3 1/2 years and would love to rehash this discussion from time to time.

“But that was so cute. Ok but actually how much tutoring did you think I needed? In our third year, I started asking you for help in classes because our schedules didn’t match up. You were like ‘Ugh this Ancient Runes assignment is so hard. Then the smooth boy I am would be like ‘I know right it’s so hard. Let’s do it together.’ I wasn’t even taking Ancient Runes. I was taking Divination,” he bashfully admitted. You giggle at his revelation and continue to eat your popcorn.

“No I knew,” you began, “ I obviously got the hint when you never showed up for class. But you were too sweet to turn down I couldn’t say no. I thought it was weird but that’s sort of your trade mark.” He playfully glared at you while you stuck out your tongue. “ No but seriously, the Quidditch match. I was total heart eyes for you. Even Peter noticed it. Peter!”

“ Well darling, what can I say,” he smirked at you lightly slap his shoulder. “ Y/N, Sirius almost threw a bludger at me in the middle of the game so I would pay attention because I kept looking back at you to see if you were looking at me.” You laugh so hard that you start to lightly choke on your popcorn which causes James to laugh even harder. Tears brimmed both your eyes as you remember the day Sirius and James got into a mini hissy fit in the middle of the game. Sirius slapped James’ shoulder and James almost pushed Sirius off the broom. Let’s just say Madame Hooch wasn’t happy in the end.

“Ok,Ok,Ok, but do you remember me telling Emily Scobell that you were gay so she doesn’t ask you to the Yule Ball. Told her that you and Sirius were mad for each other” You say sitting up straight and sitting cross cross Apple sauce facing your boyfriend. His eyes bulge out and dramatically whip his head towards you.

“THAT WAS YOU!” He yelled while laughing. “I gave Sirius hell for that. Thought he was telling girls we were together to get them to stop coming up to me as a prank.” [A/N Kyle in South Park What the hell are you telling people that we’re a gay couple😭] “ What about my family emergencies?” You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion as he gives you the biggest smile while pulling you to his chest.

“What family emergencies?” You question.

“Whenever I wanted to have an intimate conversation with you and was too shy to start, I would come up to you saying there’s been a death in the family. You would then comfort me and give me all your attention,” he giggles as you playfully gasp and hit his chest again sitting up.

“YOU WANKER!” You say in between giggles, “ You told me your grandparents passed away.” This only caused him to die further of laughter.

“ I told you that excuse every week. How many grandparents do you think I have!” James says with an undying smile. Your stomach begins to hurt from how badly you’re laughing.

“YOU MET THEM ON CHRISTMAS HOLIDAY TOO” He continues which causes you to laugh so hard no sound comes out.

“ Oh yeah, I forgot,” you say wiping your tears. As both you laughed dies down, you snuggle back into James chest. “ Damn, we really had it bad for each other, did we?” He kisses the top of your forehead.

“ We still do,” he whispers and he hugs you tight.

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hoeforsirius · 10 months

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Imagine Tom Riddle swearing in parseltounge when he's fucking you and you are tight.

#my prompts #hp #tom riddle #smut #potterhead #tmr smut #tom riddle smut #imagine #tom marvolo riddle #tom x reader #tmr x reader #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x you #tom riddle x y/n

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cutielando · 5 months

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hold me close until i die ~ harry potter

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a/n: this is going to be a little depressing, so buckle up.

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Being on the run was taking a toll on all of you.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and you had been searching for Horcruxes for weeks and you were starting to lose hope of ever finding them all.

You were tired, you were drained of every ounce of will and hope, you were missing home more than anything. You missed the warmth you felt while cuddling with your blanket next to the fire, the taste of hot chocolate, the comfort of your bed, the feeling of safety that home provided you.

Your mood drop was visible to the three of your friends, but especially to Harry.

You didn't want to tell Harry that you couldn't do it anymore, that you wanted nothing more than to go home and leave everything behind you.

"What's wrong?" he asked you one night when he found you outside of your shared tent, looking at the black sky.

"Nothing" you mumbled, but you knew he wouldn't believe you.

"Love, I know you, I know when something is wrong. You know you can tell me anything" he sat down next to you and pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you in order to keep you warm.

"Promise you're not going to hate me?" you said in a small voice, looking up at him with big eyes.

"I could never hate you"

You sighed, thinking of ways to break the news to him in the nicest way possible, careful not to hurt his feelings.

"I just, I can't do it anymore. I can't keep living on the run like this, I'm not made for this. I want to go home, I want to wrap myself in my favorite blanket and stay near the fire, I want to laugh with my Mom and play Quidditch with my Dad. I want to go back to my old life, but I also know how important this is to you and I didn't want to hurt your feelings by telling you that I don't want to do this any longer"

You couldn't see Harry's face because your face was buried in his chest, but you could tell that he heard you loud and clear by the way his posture changed.

Nobody talked for a moment, the only thing that could be heard was the faint conversation Ron and Hermione were having.

"I understand. I know you, I could tell that you weren't happy about this. I'm not mad, if that's what you're scared of. As soon as we're able to be on the move again, we'll drop you off at home and continue by ourselves. I don't want to come with us if you don't feel safe. I love you, and your safety and well-being are always going to be my top priority" when he finished with a kiss on your head, you let out a big sigh of relief.

You were so glad that he wasn't mad at you. You loved him more than anything and you truly wanted to help him, but it's not the lifestyle you wanted, no matter how much you wanted to trick yourself into believing it was right for you.

"I'm sorry I can't be of more help. I just didn't think it would be this hard, being away from everyone I love and constantly worrying if I'm going to live to see tomorrow" you said, looking out in the distance at the quiet forest.

"I know. I should have known it was not going to be easy, for any of us, but especially for you three because you have people at home that you care about and I don't. But don't worry, as soon as we can get moving, I'll take you home"

"Thank you" you rested your forehead against his, savoring the quiet moment you had with your boyfriend.

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It had been a couple of days after your conversation with Harry and Hermione had informed everyone that it was finally safe for you to get moving again.

You had talked to everyone about your plan and they were surprisingly supportive, understanding how much you needed to go home.

On the day when you would finally be leaving, the trio was packing up the tent and stashing everything in their bags while you were standing outside the tent, watching for any anomalies.

A twig breaking in the distance ruined the thick silence of the trees, making you stiffen and grip your wand tighter into your hand.

"Hello?" you called out, distancing yourself from the tent and walking deeper into the forest.

Another twig snapped, this time from your right. You turned around but you didn't see anyone. Just as you let out a sigh and went to turn around, you felt something hard hit you over the head, making you fall down to the ground and hold your now bleeding head.

"Hello, Y/N. Remember me?" a distant voice filled your ears, but you couldn't place it.

Your vision had gone blurry and you were starting to feel lightheaded, the blood loss starting to affect you.

Before you could do anything else, you felt your eyelids go heavy and close, the last thing you heard being your boyfriend screaming for you in the distance.

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When you regained consciousness, you had a splitting headache and you could barely gather enough strength to open your eyes.

"Y/N" you heard someone whisper your name from afar, and you desperately tried to open your eyes and see where the voice was coming from.

"Y/N, please open your eyes" another voice whispered, and it sounded awfully familiar.

"Love, please open your eyes and look at me" a third voice was heard, and you finally recognized it to belong to your boyfriend.

You managed to open your eyes a little, the blurry figures of your 3 friends slowly coming into view. They were on the other side of the room, their hands and legs tied with chains to the wall.

"Where are we? What the bloody hell happened?" your voice was hoarse, and you held a hand to your head, trying to soothe the throbbing in your head.

"Snatchers, found us in the forest. Caught us when we exited the tent after Harry yelled your name. The next thing we knew, we woke up here" Ron explained in a hushed voice, looking around to make sure there was nobody to overhear your conversation.

"Damn it. Are you alright?" you asked, resting your head against the cold wall and looking over to them.

They looked just as bad as you felt. There were bruises on their arms, mud all over their clothes.

"We're fine, you took the hardest hit in the head" Hermione looked at your head worriedly.

"Well, well, well. What a nice family reunion" the teasing voice of Bellatrix filled the filthy room where you were, her footsteps echoing and coming closer and closer.

"Unlike you, we actually have a family" Ron grumbled, struggling against the chains his hands were tied with.

"Little Weasley has got a tongue, how cute. Y/N, how are you doing, my darling? How's your little head?" she turned her attention to you, cocking her head and looking at you with a satisfied smirk.

"My head is fine" you mumbled through gritted teeth, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing just how much pain you were in.

"Well, we can't have that, can we? After all, you didn't come here to feel at home" she approached you and stuck a hand inside her robes, pulling out a dagger and twirling it around in her hand.

"Don't you dare touch her, you vile bitch" Hermione screamed, thrashing against the chains.

"Shut your mouth, you filthy little Mudblood, or you'll be next. Now, Y/N, are there any last words you would like to say to your friends? Maybe to your little boyfriend?"

You turned your head and looked straight at Harry, tears streaming down your face as you came to terms with the fact that you were going to die in the next few minutes. Tears started filling Harry's eyes too, all while he was trying to escape from the chains.

"Harry, look at me, love. Don't cry, it's okay, I'll be fine. You go home and tell my parents I'm sorry and that I love them, okay? I'm sorry I left them alone and I'm sorry we didn't get to say goodbye. Promise me, will you?" your voice was shaky, cracking at every other word.

"Don't talk like that, Y/N. We're all going to be fine, you'll get to tell them that yourself" he was struggling, the pain in his chest becoming unbearable.

He couldn't lose you too, not after all the people he had lost. You were the only constant and he couldn't bear imagining a life without you in it.

"Promise me you'll go to my parents, Harry. Please" more tears streamed down his face as he nodded, watching you give him a teary smile.

"I love you, Harry, more than anything in this world. Be strong for me"

Before he could say anything else, you felt the cold blade pierce your stomach and Bellatrix's breath against the side of your face.

"Tell your brother I said hi" she whispered in your ear, pulling away and taking out the dagger.

You felt warm blood seeping through your shirt, and your breaths became ragged as you tried to apply pressure on the wound.

Bellatrix's footsteps became distant, and at last Harry freed himself of the chains and sprinted towards you, taking your head and placing it on his lap.

"Look at me, Y/N. You're going to be okay, we're going to get you out of here and you'll be fine" he tried to sound strong, but he was dying on the inside as he watched you struggle to breathe.

"I'm not, love. The dagger was poisonous, I can already feel the poison entering my blood. There is nothing you can do" you whispered, managing to cast a small smile.

Hermione was sobbing furiously from the other side of the room, Ron doing the best he could to muffle his sobs as he watched the scene in front of him. His best friend dying.

"Don't say that, you can't die on me. We have our life planned out, you can't leave me" he was crying, his tears falling on your face and clothes.

"You're going to be fine, my love. Be strong for me, live your life, fall in love and have the family you've always dreamed of. Do it for me"

Harry shook his head, not seeing a life where he didn't have you by his side. But when he saw your form, he couldn't help but promise you what you wanted from him.

"I love you, Harry. Always have and always will. Take me back to my parents, tell them I'm sorry and that I love them" just as you spoke the words, the last breath left your lungs, your eyes losing their sparkle and becoming void.

Your body started turning cold as Harry hugged your lifeless body close to his chest and sobbing in your hair.

He vowed he would get revenge for your death and fulfill the promises he made you, even if it would cost him his life.

Your death would not be in vain. He was going to make sure of that.

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slytherinqueenrose · 1 year

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The new stylist

Tom Felton x F!reader

WC: 2.2K

Summary: Y/N is the new stylist on Harry Potter set and quickly becomes Tom’s small crush.

Warnings: It’s just lame. Additionally grammar errors (I’m not a native speaker, sorry for all mistakes!), kiss, some slight curse words, calling names, let me know if I forgot about sth. I don’t see too many imagines with Tom so even though I hardly have time to write, I decided to do so and create something for Tom himself. I know a lot people love him (me too ofc) so here it is, I hope you’ll like it.

I wrote if for my lovely friend @nobodybutapathetic . Kei helped me a lot during the past few days and I am truly thankful that the destiny sent her to me. Have a great day/night dear and a lot of luck during your exams!

Take a deep breath, inhale and exhale. Relax. Those people will like you - nope, hold on - they’ll accept you. That’ll be enough. I came from abroad only to become a stylist on Harry Potter set. The youngest stylist. I had no idea what to expect, what kind of reaction I’ll get from the cast and if my abilities will be good enough. I wanted this job and once I got an acceptance, I knew I had to do everything in my power not to fuck something up. And there I was, standing and waiting by my makeup station, mentally cursing myself. I could have applied for a basic makeup artist job in my small town so I wouldn’t be dying inside and shitting my pants but I had to prove being worth something more. Was I overreacting? Of course I was. Overthinking and being a drama queen was one of my specialities, right after being and artist.

But…

“Well, hello, who are you?” He asked with his brows furrowed. By saying ‘he’ I mean Tom. Tom Andrew Perfection Felton. He wasn’t exactly my idol but I found him very attractive since the very first time I saw him in the Philosopher’s Stone. And then, once he stood right in front of me, he looked more mature, fantastic, bombastic, out of world so just like always. He had his Slytherin uniform on and he came to have his makeup and hair done.

“Hi, I’m Y/N and I’m a new stylist. Nice to meet you, Tom.” I said, with a nervous smile on my face. His expression softened and a shy smile appeared on his lovely face. I don’t even know when he grabbed my hand I kissed my knuckles in possibly the softest way. I only know that my face has gone red. Scarlet. Or any other shade of red.

“Oh alright, so my first question is if you want me to prepare you or maybe you’ll trust other stylists more and-“

“Of course I want you to work with me. You got this job for a reason and I trust you.”

He then sat on the nearest chair and sent me the most adorable smile I’ve ever seen. I think I made a good first impression, didn’t I?

“So, tell me, Tom. Have you ever wore a full makeup on set before or maybe your previous stylist used to apply only a bit of powder or concealer under your eyes?” I asked, looking everywhere but his eyes. Yet, he was only staring at me which made me go even more crimson.

“They used to do this and that. I truly don’t know what you mean now.” He laughed.

“Fine. So before I start, I need to do a skin care first so your face will be nice and well prepared for the makeup. Do you know what kind of skin you have? Is it dry or oily maybe?”

“Uhh, normal I guess?”

“Even better. So just close your eyes and I’ll take a good care of you, alright?”

“As you wish, darling.”

Darling.

I craved to hear this word coming from his mouth but I never thought he could direct it to me. It sounded absolutely heavenly and I won’t lie telling you that I almost fucked my job up because I’ve been thinking about this name so intensely. Happily he seemed to not having a clue about what I was doing.

“I’m going to apply the thinest layer of foundation now. It feels very light on skin so it won’t make you feel uncomfortable, I promise.” I said while opening the foundation bottle. Tom only nodded, his small smile still visible. Once I started applying the product, he opened his beautiful, ocean eyes and looked at me with a soft expression. He didn’t say a word which made me hold my breath for quite some time.

“I’ll go with a concealer now and then I’ll set it with powder and makeup fixer …” I kept on rambling while he was just looking at me and analysing my face. It ended up with him falling asleep while I was finishing his face and then started working with his soft hair. Good to know that he actually trusted me so much.

Nevertheless, after finishing my work, I had to wake him up which resulted in the purest view I’ve ever experienced. Tom was a sleepy mess. Cute mess. When his eyes finally landed on me, he smiled sweetly and then he checked his look in the mirror. I knew he was truly happy about the result, so was I. After he got up from his seat, he gave me the sweetest kiss on the cheek and whispered a quiet “thank you” which had me die inside.

What a shame I couldn’t work with him anymore. Why? Well, the director decided to let me work with the interns only because I needed some practice on set and preparing the most important part of crew wasn’t exactly the best idea. To say that I was pissed off is like saying nothing. Well, hello! I’ve made Tom looking even more fabulous than he actually was! Wasn’t is enough to let me work with everyone? Well, let’s say every great work has its greater issues. Or maybe it’s just me who was simply unlucky. However, I must admit that I felt satisfied anyway because I had a chance to meet Tom and even though I could only prepare him once, it was still the hugest privilege.

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It was mine 5th month on set and yet I had no chance to even look at Tom. His role in the Order of the Phoenix turned out to only last for five minutes of total screen time. Or even less so he rarely appeared on set. Additionally he had another movie he was playing in so his time was limited. Yet, when he came one day, with his older brother Chris, the whole crew was dying from laughter due to Chris’s hilarious sense of humour. Tom seemed so similar to him if it came to joking. I barely could hold my laughter when they started bickering.

“You know, Chis isn’t exactly a type of an artist. Acting is lame, and dance is like ‘fuck off’.” The blond laughed. “Pity. I think you’d look extremely sexy in a tutu, bro.” He said which made everyone bust out laughing and Chris only rolled his eyes, smirking.

“Have you told your friends about your ban from the dvd shop already?” Chris asked which made his brother gone pale. “Don’t look at me like that, Thomas. You were the one who wanted to-“

“Don’t you dare!”

“Easy, maggot.”

Naturally Chris haven’t continued this story while Tom was nearby but some time later he told everyone that Thomas wanted to steal a DVD with a porn video from a shop but unfortunately got caught and banned from the store. Oh Tommy, what a poor thing.

A few days later, I saw Tom sitting alone in the dining hall, during breakfast. He smiled as I entered the room and we exchanged shy “hi”. I could feel his eyes on me for the whole time while I was preparing my food (a cup of coffee which was unhealthy af especially before eating). I felt like he wanted the give me a lesson about a healthy food which would be hilarious since he was the one having fast food for breakfast. But…

“You’ll get in the tire.” Daniel said to Rupert, while entering the hall. I almost dropped my tea spoon, after hearing them. I furrowed my brows instantly. What the f-

“I want to roll you down the hill after work.” The brunette added.

“Are you crazy? I may get hurt.” The ginger boy responded, scared.

“You’ll be in a tire, chill.” Dan said, sipping on his juice.

I looked at Tom and he looked at me. Both pretty surprised. I sat on a counter while sipping my coffee and observing the two “gryffindors”.

“Alright, have you ever seen a car crash?” Dan asked and Rupert nodded.

“The car was ruined.” Grunt replied.

“And the tires?”

The look of the honest shock appeared on Rupert’s face.

“And the tires were absolutely fine.” He said with widened eyes. Then he smirked. “I’m in, I want you to roll me down the hill in a tire.”

At that moment Tom and I were exchanging amused looks while the two of our friends kept on discussing their phenomenal plan. Once they left the both of us bursted out with laughter. They were impossibly out of world.

“Do you think we should inform someone about their ridiculous plan?” Tom asked after approaching me. From the closer distance I could notice his natural dark hair slowly growing which meant one thing - next bleaching session.

“Rules are rules. You mustn’t do anything harmful. So yes, absolutely yes.” I replied, taking another sip of my coffee however suddenly Tom took my mug away. I looked at him with a questioning expression and he just narrowed his eyes.

“Seriously? What about the breakfast first?”

“This is-“

“Oh please.” He shook his head. “I have some spare chicken nuggets. Come and eat at least one, will you?”

Puppy eyes. Oh, those precious puppy eyes. As much as I wanted to say no, I couldn’t. Firstly because I wasn’t be able to refuse, secondly due to his hard yet delicate grip on my wrist. He pulled me towards his table and sat me down on one of chairs. I had no time to even say a word before he put the whole nugget in my mouth. Well, I’m not a baby? I guess.

“If you don’t want to be fed like a newborn, you have to eat healthier.”

I almost choked myself. Says who? He ate almost three whole sets of McDonald’s meals or lucky meals or happy meals- idk how it’s called honestly. I rarely visit places serving fast food. Not that I am a fit freak - absolutely not. I just prefer cooking myself.

“Considering the fact that I already ate one, just as you asked, wouldn’t you mind giving me my coffee back? I’m about to start a very tiring day with loads mermaid characterisations so I need caffeine more than I need air.” I mumbled, raising my eyebrow. Tom looked me up and down, then looked at my coffee mug and back at me.

“Three more and you’ll have it back. Promise.”

“You already broke one, that’s not fair.”

“I do it because I care, darling.” Again. I almost fainted. I know that many of you may consider this name being just normal and nothing special but believe me, I craved it. I needed it in my life. “I see you’re going scarlet every time I call you like that. Pleasure for me, darling.” He smirked and I bumped his shoulder. Don’t you dare thinking you can play with me like that.

“How’s your present stylist?” I asked, wanting to change the subject desperately.

“Oh, she’s fine. Unfortunately she’s not a fan of the skin care you introduced me to but I think she’s enough I can ask for.”

“Happily your skin didn’t fall off so I consider it a success.”

“I remembered everything you told me about the skin care, you know? I had run to the store right after hearing the sad news about your inability to work with the important cast members. I probably bought the whole shop but my face feels like a baby bum.” He laughed and I nodded, taking a small bite of the nugget that he tried to feed me with. “Perhaps you want to have a closer look?” He added and leaned closer to me, almost not leaving any space between the two of us. I could feel his breath on my lips and our eyes were just at the same level. He was looking my features up and down several times before placing a tender kiss in the corner of my lips. I felt butterflies erupting in my stomach and my cheeks burning.

“Well, it’s almost 7 and I-“

“It’s absolutely fine to like me, you know?”

Oh lord

“Not to mention, that I like you too, love.”

What?

“Are you going to look at me like that all the time? Close your lovely mouth before you start drooling.” He teased.

“Wait, what did you just say?”

“That you should close-“

“No, before.”

“Do you want me to repeat it?”

I nodded several times as he smiled, his cheeks flushed. At least I wasn’t alone if it comes to blushing.

“I think I’ll better show you.” He said with a smirk and then…

He kissed me. He kissed me straight on my lips. His arms pulled me even closer to him which resulted in sitting on his lap. At first I was stiff however after a while I wrapped my arms around his neck and I kissed him back, much to his satisfaction.

“Ha! I won 20 pounds!” Rupert cheered and the both of us broke the kiss immediately. “I knew that after months of his sighting and talking about Y/N, you’ll finally get together.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be rolled from the hill in the tire?” Tom asked, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

“Later.”

I could say much about the crew but they for sure were just idiots. Idiots which I truly loved.

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slytherin-2-mychamber · 1 year

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Our Little Secret

- Draco x slytherin reader

- Set just before final year (au no voldy)

- Reader is Goyles twin, always been very close with Draco, has a summer apart made them realise just how close?

- Warning: swearing, drinking, light light smut.

- Feel like this maybe has potential for a part 2, let me know what you think!

- 4K words

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Y/N Goyle was the twin sister of Gregory Goyle, despite being so close, always scheming together and causing mischief, they had their differences. Greg was brutish and clumsy, always getting himself in trouble, whereas Y/N was cunning and nimble, she never got caught, she was the master of playing innocent. It was no surprise to anyone when the Goyle twins were both sorted into Slytherin, the pair settled in perfectly. Y/N and Greg quickly made friends with people in their dorms, excelled in their classes (Y/N more than her brother) and both absolutely loved to break the rules when they could. They would sneak into the Forbidden Forest and let off fireworks, spike Filch’s drinks with home brewed potions, stay out after curfew any chance they got, but most of all the Goyle twins loved to party. They had a wonderful few years at Hogwarts and were now just a week away from starting their final year.

“Y/N come down here please” her mother shouted up the stairs, “You too Gregory”. The twins both appeared at their bedroom doors on opposite sides of the hallway, Y/N threw Greg a little wink, they both knew what that meant. It was on. They both set off running down the hallway, pushing past each other to try and get to the top of the stairs first, Y/N got there just before him and hurtled down the stairs, flinging herself off the bottom step.

“I win, I win!” she chanted, throwing in a fake evil laugh.

“Yeh, yeh, yeh - just this once.” he replied sarcastically.

“Merlin will you two take it easy” their mother snapped interrupting them, “are you both ready for the Malfoy Ball tonight? Suit ready? Dress picked out?” she asked.

“Yes mother” they responded in unison.

“Brilliant, now your lunch is ready in the kitchen, eat up and then go and get yourselves ready, we are leaving at five.” she instructed.

The Malfoy’s hosted their annual ball at the end of every summer, Y/N and Greg had been going for as long as they could remember and of course became very good friends with the Malfoys son, Draco, who was also sorted into Slytherin with them. You’d rarely find Draco without the Goyle twins by his side, especially Y/N, they spent every moment they could together - the pair would always ignore any rumours they were more than just friends, but Draco Malfoy didn’t treat anyone as kindly as he treated Y/N Goyle. This summer was the first in years that the twins hadn’t spent nearly everyday with Draco, causing havoc at Malfoy Manor. They had been away visiting family all summer, Y/N had missed Draco and found herself thinking about him a lot more than usual. She rushed through her food, and headed back upstairs to get ready, daydreaming about her reunion with Draco, hoping he might like her dress and maybe ask her to dance. She’d never really thought of Draco in that way, but the time apart made her wonder, wonder if there could be something more there, if maybe there had always been something more there but they both ignored it because of their friendship. Y/N admired her reflection in the mirror, she had opted for a dark green form fitted dress, it was made of the most luxurious velvet with intricate patterns sewn over the bodice, it hugged her body in all the right places and she knew she looked good. To finish off she chose a small silver heart necklace from her jewellery box to wear, Draco had got it for her as a birthday present the previous year, she hoped it might get his attention.

Before she knew it, it was five o’clock, time to leave. The family apparated to the huge doors of Malfoy Manor, where they were met by dozens of familiar faces, music pouring out of the entrance and small house elves collecting coats and ushering all the guests into the grand hall, which was decorated beautifully.

“Right we are off to mingle and hopefully find Narcissa and Lucius, we’ll see you two in a bit” their mother said, “Behave yourselves” she added sternly, before linking their fathers arm and disappearing off into the crowd towards some of their friends.

“Shall we get a drink?” Y/N asked Greg, prancing over to the bar, “Two fire whiskeys and soda please?”.

“I thought we were supposed to be behaving?” Greg chuckled.

“Oh come on just one, or two” she laughed, “Its a party after all!”

They grabbed their drinks from the bar and clinked glasses, “To our final year at Hogwarts” Greg toasted, Y/N cheered, taking a swig of her drink and pulling Greg in for a hug.

“Right I’m just going to the toilet, which might take a minute with this dress” Y/N joked, “keep an eye on my drink, maybe even order me another one if you fancy” she threw him a wink and headed off up the stairs to the bathroom.

“Goyle!” Draco called across the room, striding over to his friend who stood at the bar.

“Malfoy, its good to see you” Greg replied, wrapping his huge arms around Draco and giving him a hug, “It’s been too long buddy, I’ve missed you this summer!” he exclaimed.

“I know man, I missed you too, we usually spend everyday together, it was quiet here this summer without you and Y/N…” he paused for a moment and scanned the area, “Wait where is Y/N, she came right?” Draco enquired. He hadn’t realised until a summer without her, quite how much she meant to him - he thought about her all the time, how intelligent she was, how beautiful her laugh was….how beautiful she was. He had been counting down the days to the ball, just because he knew he’d finally get to see her again.

“Yes of course she is, she just went to the bathroom” Greg replied, “in fact there she is now” he pointed up the stairs towards his sister. Draco turned around and immediately met her gaze as she descended elegantly down the stairs, a coy smile appearing as she made her way towards him. His eyes traced up and down her figure and then back towards her piercing eyes, she looked incredible, Draco felt nervous for nearly the first time in his life, little did he know Y/N felt exactly the same.

“Draco! It’s so amazing to see you!” Y/N exclaimed, rushing over to him and throwing her arms around his neck, hoping he didn’t feel her heart practically bursting out of her chest at his touch.

“Y/N!” Draco wrapped his hands around her waist, “I’ve missed you” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down Y/N’s spine.

“I’ve missed you too” she said quietly, Draco placed a light kiss on her head in response.

“You look wow…you look incredible” he said stepping back slightly and admiring her “I see you are wearing the necklace I got you” he said running his finger across her chest to meet the heart locket, his eyes locked with hers, in that moment they both felt an undeniable chemistry. A moment that Y/N had been imagining for weeks, which seemed to be going just how she planned until it was very quickly disturbed by Greg.

“Whats going on with you two?” Greg questioned.

“What do you mean Goyle?” Draco replied, reluctantly peeling himself away from Y/N.

“Whatever that was?” Greg added, gesturing towards them.

“Am I not allowed to hug my friend who I haven’t seen all summer?” Draco asked defensively.

“Well yeh but that seemed like more than just a hug, remember Malfoy, that’s my sister!” he exclaimed, causing Y/N to roll her eyes.

“Don’t be ridiculous Gregory, besides I can do as I please, so can Draco.” Y/N said sharply yet cautiously, she didn’t want to reveal her new found feelings to Draco just yet, until she knew the spark she felt wasn’t just one sided.

“I’m just saying my best friend and my sister, that would be a bit weird, besides other people are always saying there’s something going on with you two, so it’s not a crazy suggestion!” Greg stated firmly.

“Well there’s nothing going on, so just leave it.” Draco snapped, he felt flushed with guilt as his eyes met Y/N’s and he saw her confusion, he wanted to tell her how he really felt, but not like this.

“Right come on let’s get a drink” Y/N interjected, wanting to shift her mind and the conversation from her feelings towards Draco.

“Yes good plan!” Greg replied, immediately rushing to the bar to grab them some drinks. The three friends spent the next twenty minutes catching up and laughing, allowing the tension from the prior conversation to drift away. Y/N found herself zoning out slightly as the boys discussed Quidditch, she started thinking about Draco again, maybe she had misread the signs, especially given how irritate he was just by the mere suggestion from Greg they might be more than just friends.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by her mother appearing out of the crowd with a young man on her arm, Y/N recognised him from prior Malfoy Balls, although had never spoken to him.

“Y/N, I’d like you to meet Trenton Ironwood, his father works at the ministry with your father!” her mother said as she proudly presented her latest suitor for Y/N, her favourite past time at all these events was trying to find a handsome boy to push on her daughter.

“Y/N its a pleasure to meet you finally” he stepped forward, graciously taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles, before rising to meet her eyes “and may I say you look beautiful tonight.”

“Well thank you” Y/N replied bashfully, blushing slightly from his compliment, “it’s lovely to meet you too Trenton.” Out of the corner of her eye she could see Draco glancing back and forth between her and Trenton, tensing up slightly as they became familiar.

“Good to see you Ironwood!” Draco interrupted, stepping slightly in-front of Y/N and offering a handshake, “Thank you for coming this evening” he added coarsely, puffing his chest territorially to remind Trenton this was his home.

“Good to see you too Malfoy” Trenton responded, shaking Draco’s hand, then returning his attention to Y/N.

“I will leave you kids to it, make sure you have some food and not just drinks please” their mother said, noting the drink in her daughter and sons hands, “and you better both have a dance, you know it’s the proper thing to do at these types of events!” she added.

“Yes mother” the twins said in unison.

“So Y/N would you do me the honour of allowing me to accompany you for your first dance of the evening?” Trenton asked boldly and rather formally, which made Y/N cringe slightly but she still thought he seemed sweet. She glanced towards Draco, noticing he looked disappointed, she hoped he might jump in and ask her to dance instead, but he didn’t. Nothing was going as Y/N had pictured it, so she decided to accept his offer, “Thank you Trenton, that would be wonderful” she said slightly reluctantly, at least her mother wouldn’t bother her for the rest of the evening about dancing. She moved towards him allowing him to take her hand and lead her onto the dance floor, fighting with every inch of herself not to look back at Draco.

Draco watched as Y/N walked away through the crowd, he cursed himself internally, why hadn’t he been able to ask her that easily, or had the courage to stop her, call after her. All he’d thought about for weeks was reuniting with Y/N, touching her again, talking to her again, laughing with her again, his anger grew as he worried he might never be able to tell her how he feels.

“You alright Malfoy?” Greg asked noticing his grimaced face.

“That Ironwood, he’s a little sleaze, you ought to keep an eye on him Goyle! He has a different girl on his arm everytime I see him, Y/N deserves better!” Draco spat, his jealousy raging.

“It’ll be fine, you know Y/N, she can take care of herself” Greg chuckled nonchalantly, remembering the embarrassing ends of his sisters past suitors. “Besides since when do you care?” he enquired.

“I’ve always cared Goyle, she’s been my friend just as long as you have!” Draco snapped in response, swigging down his drink and grabbing a fresh one, Greg just watched him beginning to become more suspicious of both his friend and his sisters behaviour that evening. Draco scoured the dance floor looking for Y/N, then he saw her, with Trenton whispering in her ear, his hand placed in the small of her back, Dracos anger surged again.

“I’m going to get some fresh air, I’ll see you in a bit Goyle!” Draco said, storming off into the gardens.

Y/N regretted agreeing to dance with Trenton the moment he put his slimy hand around her waist a little too low. All he did was talk about himself, his education overseas at Durmstrang, how amazing he was at quidditch, Y/N found herself zoning out very quickly, offering the odd smile and hum to fake interest. Every chance she got she glanced over to Draco, wishing she was dancing with him instead, he looked agitated, perhaps he wished the same, she just needed to talk to him alone and find out. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Trenton suddenly leaning in and whispering in her ear,

“You know, my house isn’t far from here we could head back there and have our own fun” he smirked at her suggestively. Y/N pulled herself away from him, shocked that he would be so brazen, she officially hated this guy.

“No thank you Trenton, if you’ll excuse me I have to be…anywhere else, have a nice evening!” she stated calmly, pushing past him leaving him standing alone. She turned her attention to where her brother and Draco had been standing, and noticed Draco storming off towards the back exit, instinctively she raced after him, following him into the dark of the night.

“Draco!” Y/N shouted, just catching up to him at the bottom of the path, “Draco whats wrong?” she asked grabbing his wrist, shifting him to face her.

“Nothing I just… it doesn’t matter, I’m just not enjoying the party very much is all” he stammered hesitantly, staring towards the floor, surely he couldn’t risk saying how he felt, it could change everything about his friendship with Y/N and Greg.

“You looked angry when I saw you leaving, did someone annoy you?” Y/N questioned further, she’d known Draco her whole life, she could tell when he was lying.

“No, no, just leave it Y/N I’m fine! Go back to dancing with Ironwood!” he snapped, pulling away from her again and heading down into the gardens.

“Stop lying Draco, I know you better than anyone!” she called, following close behind him, “besides I don’t want to dance with Trenton, he’s a creep!” she added, he ignored her and carried on striding further into the darkness of the gardens away from the house, Y/N couldn’t bare the longing and confusion any longer, she knew she had to tell him how she felt. “If you won’t tell the truth about how you feel, I’ll tell the truth about how I feel” she blurted out, Draco suddenly stopped and turned to face her, still without a word.

It was now or never she thought to herself, so fuelled with adrenaline and Fire Whiskey she began to speak again,

“You’re all I’ve thought about for the past eight weeks and all I’ve wanted was to come here tonight and dance with you, tell you how much I missed you and how much you make me smile, how much I love when you bring waffles to my dorm on Saturday mornings and we share them under my covers and how I don’t want you to share your waffles with anyone else..just me.” Y/N tailed off quietly realising Draco still hadn’t responded, just as she began to panic thinking she shouldn’t have said anything, he strode over, his lips smashing into hers. All the tension of the summer melted from underneath them both, as they leaned in to each other, becoming more passionate by the minute. Draco pulled away slightly leaving his head resting on hers staring into her eyes, a small smile appearing on his face.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that” he whispered.

“I hope I didn’t disappoint” Y/N giggles, placing another gentle kiss on his lips.

“You could never disappoint me Y/N” his hand wrapped around her waist pulling her in for a kiss again, Y/N ran her hand through his hair, causing Draco to moan lightly, Y/N’s knees went weak from his response, she’d waited for what felt like a lifetime for this moment.

“Does this mean you feel the same?” she asked quietly, smiling sweetly at him.

“Of course! exactly the same and more! I can’t imagine every loving someone the way I love you!” he exclaimed - pausing as he realised what he just said, his eyes met Y/N’s nervously.

“I love you too” she whispered, kissing him again.

“And for the record I would never share my waffles with anyone but you, ever!” Draco added with a chuckle, Y/N giggled as well, snuggling into his neck, his arms still tight around her, wishing they could just stay there forever, in their little bubble.

But sadly that bubble was quickly burst by the sound of Greg shouting for them both down the garden. “Y/N, Draco, where are you?” Greg’s voice bellowed, slowly getting closer. Y/N instinctively pushed Draco away,

“What are you doing?” Draco questioned, failing to grab her wrist as she backed away a little further.

“You heard what Greg said earlier, I don’t want to annoy him, you’re one of his best friend and I’m his sister, he’ll think it’s too big of a risk, that we would ruin our friendship group. He can’t know, not yet!” Y/N whispered a panicked look in her eye, Draco nodded understandingly.

“There you both are!” Greg cheered appearing round the corner, the giant grin on his face quickly falling as he saw the suspicious looks on both of their faces, “Whats going on?” he asked sternly.

“Nothing, I was just out here to get away from Trenton and then bumped into Draco” Y/N responded innocently.

“Yes, and I just came out for some fresh air, I already told you that Goyle” Draco added.

“Hmm..okay well whatever..” he responded seemingly unconvinced “Just come back inside, I’m bored standing around by myself, let’s get fucking drunk!” he exclaimed, before heading back up the path, Draco and Y/N following a little bit behind.

“It’s our secret for now okay?” Y/N whispered quietly.

“I will try my best, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to resist kissing you, now I know I can” Draco teased, winking at her.

“Draco!” she mimicked a gasp, “you have to promise me!” she pleaded.

“Okay, okay, I promise!” he said, smiling at her cheekily.

“Thank you” she mouthed, as they arrive back at the house, where Greg was holding the back door open, staring them both down and he noticed them whispering again.

The trio headed straight to the bar where they remained for the majority of the night, apart from the occasional dance when the band played songs Y/N actually knew. They chatted about their summers, gossiped about people from school and got extremely drunk, Draco and Y/N occasionally swapping smirks and lustful looks slyly, but overall managing to keep their new found mutual feelings under wraps.

“Gregory, Y/N are you ready to go?” her mother asked, wandering across to where they stood, with their father, Narcissa and Lucius following behind.

“Yes mother” the twins responded.

“Thank you for a wonderful night Narcissa, and you Lucius” their mother said embracing her friends.

“You’re very welcome Cassandra, thank you for coming! Draco go and fetch their coats from the room upstairs!” Narcissa ordered, Draco nodded, heading off upstairs.

“I’ll come and help!” Y/N called, rushing after him as calmly as she could. They soon found themselves in one of the guest rooms where all the coats were hung, alone again, they couldn’t keep off each other for even a second once the door closed behind them. Draco moved quickly towards her, his arms wrapping around her gently as he kissed her, she returned his affections passionately - lips locked for as long as possible.

“I have to go” Y/N whispered beginning to pull away slowly, leaning back in once or twice to peck Draco again.

“I wish you didn’t” Draco responded, reluctantly letting her go, and turning to gather her family’s coats, “I told you I wouldn’t be able to resist kissing you” he chuckled.

“Well you are going to have to try, especially once we are back at Hogwarts, one person sees us and the whole school will know! Including Greg!” she said pulling on her coat.

“Okay okay” he paused for a moment in thought, “how about this - we can meet in the astronomy tower, no one ever goes up there! We need a code word or a signal? For whenever we want to meet up!” he rambled.

“I mean I guess it’s not a bad idea, I’m definitely not going to stop thinking about you, so I’m not sure I’d be able to go even a day without seeing you” she giggled taking her mothers coat from his arms and placing another kiss on his lips.

“Me neither, so it needs to be something subtle if we are going to be doing it 24/7” he laughed.

“I don’t think we need a signal or a code word, I’ll know when I look in your eyes and you’ll know when you look in mine” Y/N said sweetly.

“You’re right” Draco replied, kissing her one more time before opening the door for her. They headed back downstairs quietly, both struggling to hide their beaming smiles as they met their parents and Greg by the front door.

“There you both are!” Narcissa exclaimed.

“Sorry mother, there were just so many coats up there” Draco lied quickly, handing Greg and Y/Ns father their coats, smilingly innocently at them both as he did.

“Here you are mother” Y/N said helping her mother put her coat on, playing the virtuous daughter as well as usual. They all began saying their goodbyes, exchanging hugs and hand shakes.

“We’ll see you next week Malfoy, back to Hogwarts!” Greg said, pulling Draco in for a hug.

“Yes I’ll meet you on the platform” Draco responded to Greg, before moving to hug Y/N, “I’ll see you next week Y/N” he said loudly, “and I am thoroughly looking forward to it” he whispered lustfully in her ear. And with that Y/Ns father ushered his family out the door and apparated them home.

The night had started out slightly bumpy, and she knew Draco and her had a lot to work out, but it seems like Y/N might get her happily ever after in the end.

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witchy-v1xen · 5 months

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Lets all agree that Severus snape would absolutely love movies such a Pulpfiction , Leon the professional , The godfather trilogy , and Good fellas .

#potterhead #harry potter #harry potter universe #severus snape #harry potter series #hp fandom #the half blood prince #professor snape #severus snape fandom #severus #pro severus snape #pro severus #pro snape #snape #snape fandom #snape imagine #severus snape x reader #hogwarts is my home

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percysword · 7 months

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i love the percy jackson fandom so much bc its just the right amount of underground and universal

we just got a new book narrated by percy, and its really exciting for the die-hards and active fandom members, but its not too mainstream enough to get like, annoying

but if you wear a camp half-blood shirt out, you’ll find a shocking number of enthusiastic people who “were a percy jackson kid” and are excited to talk about it

half-bloods just stay winning ig

#im nervous abt what will happen w the tv show lol #but excited! we love newcomers too #but like. cotg made me start thinking abt this #like imagine how obnoxious potterheads would be about a new potter book ew #i love this fandom ok #pjo #percy jackson #cotg

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thepeakygurl · 2 years

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Hello! Its me again! What about prompt #32 and Blaise Zabini? :)

A thousand years later... I humbly apologise for doing this requested just now... better late than never I guess! In case you don't remember the prompt was "I could punch you in the face". I really hope you like it, enjoy!

(Also be merciful I haven't written anything in two years)

You stormed into the Slytherin common room and there he was, which his usual grin on his face and his know-it-all look, Blaise was sitting on the black leathered couch reading some sort of book and that alone made you think that he was up to no good.

“You!” you screamed at him while standing up to him.

Blaise briefly glared at you before locking his eyes on the pages of his book again “Yes Y/N, it is indeed I” and in that moment you felt your blood rushing straight to your head, you grabbed his book and held it against your chest – as it would have been a crime to throw it on the floor – Blaise sighed and quickly rubbed his hand on his cheek before looking at you “What is the problem now?”

You looked at him shocked, almost holding a laugh at how clueless he was acting, knowing exactly what he did “Do not act dumb with me Zabini, you know exactly what the problem is.”

“Did you gain weight?” he jokingly said while laughing at you, so you hit him on the head with the book.

“You idiot, you told Fred Weasley we are dating!”

His sarcastic and entertained grin suddenly disappeared, he sat straight on the couch now glancing at you “And so, what is your point?” he asked, almost annoyed at your reaction

“The problem you old dirt dusted goblin, is that we are most certainly not dating and that he wanted to invite me to the Yule ball, but now he is going with some Ravenclaw twat because of what you said to him!” you spitted out in one breath, clearly irritated.

Blaise took a deep breath and stood up, grabbed his book and winked at you “From my perspective, I did you a favour sugar” then he took a step towards you “Don’t tell me you would have actually consider taking upon his offer to the Yule ball?”

“And how is that any of your business Zabini?”

“You’d ruin the Slytherin name, so it is my business”

You let out a desperate scream “I could punch you in the face!” you screamed at him.

And that’s when he took another step towards you and bluntly murmured “Or you could stop acting foolish and let me take you to the Yule ball” he said making your cheeks instantly blush for some reason “The whole school thinks that we are dating, might as well try and see if it works no?”

You raised at eyebrow at his “Why does the whole school think that we are dating?”

“Because I told them so”

“I’m going to seriously punch you in the face”

“Wear green, it’s definitely your colour”

“Fine” you said, guess going to the ball with Blaise would not be such a tragedy after all.

#blaise zabini x you #blaise zabini imagine #blaise zabini #blaise zabini headcanon #harry potter x slytherin!reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter imagines #harry potter scenarios #harry potter headcanon #harry potter blaise zabini #potterheads #harry potter fandom #thepeakygurl #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy angst

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simsim54 · 1 month

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Me: takes a deep breath Me: i lo- Anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever: yes, you love Ron Bilius Weasley, I know, you love Ron Bilius Weasley so much, he’s your precious baby, you love him so much, you just love Ron Bilius Weasley, I KNOW, you love Ron Bilius Weasley, you really love Ron Bilius Weasley, okay, I get it, YOU LOVE RON BILIUS WEASLEY. I GET IT.

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dreamy29 · 2 months

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George Weasley as a boyfriend ;3

~in pictures; Slytherin Version~

He is such a loving person…

Attention!: The pictures and characters do not belong to me. The credits go to the original owners. If you want something to be changed or removed, please contact me.

#george weasley #x yn #aesthetic #harry potter #george weasley imagine #weasleys #hp #hp fandom #george weasly x reader #love #slytherin #gryffindor #hogwarts oc #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts houses #wizarding world #potterhead #dreamy29

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alohomorasstuff · 4 months

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Hi!!

I’ve decided that i’m going to start writing my own fanfics since i spend so much time reading them. I will be writing for the Harry Potter fandom however there may also be a splash of Dan and Phil on here ofc :)))

I’m open to writing anything, angst, fluff, slow burns, 18++ ;)

Please send in any requests and I will try my best to fulfil your wishes.

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