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mrsriddlenott · 8 months

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CAN U WRITE SOME MATTHEO RIDDLE SMUT?! I GOT AN IDEA!! The (fem) reader obsessed with mattheos abs arms viens hands- anyways- they’re making out in her dorm and she starts dry humping him and eventually c0ckw@arming Mattheo for litteraly hours on end and her skirt covers them up but they’re hanging out with their friends the whole time-

~ Patience ~

[masterlist][Pt2]

Bf!Mattheo Riddle x Fem!reader

Thank you for the idea I’ve been wanting to do something like this so I hope you enjoy it🥰☺️

Warnings:Dom Sub Dynamics, Cockwarming,Orgasm Denial(?),Exhibitionism,Smut.

As soon as the bathroom door opened your eyes started roaming your boyfriend’s beautifully sculpted body as you unknowingly began chewing on your bottom lip, letting your eyes follow the drops of water trailing through the line between his abs.

“See something you like Pretty Girl?” Mattheo chuckled as he strutted out of the bathroom in only a towel. You lightly hummed at his words as your eyes traveled down his prominent veins on his wet biceps and forearms. Your eyes lingered on his large hand holding his towel together as he laughed at your obvious neediness.

“Something you want Princess?” Mattheo asked in a deep, teasing voice as he moved to where you sat cross legged on his bed.

“Yes Sir.” You almost immediately spoke, perking up at his closeness. In any other case you’d be embarrassed at your readiness to respond, but you were far too horny to care.

“Well, you’ll just have to be a good girl and be patient for me, our friends will be here any minute and I need to get dressed Baby,” Mattheo said in a voice laced in false pity before chuckling at your whine as he made his way to his dresser, dropping his towel and showing off his semi-hard dick for you to see. He took his time picking out his clothes as you watched him, squirming and clenching your thighs together. He dressed slowly before pulling you into a passionate kiss by your chin, shoving you to your back and caging you in his arms on his bed.

Mattheo had zero intention of giving you the release you were aching for as he let his fingers trail down your body, fingering the waistband of your skirt before moving back up to your neck, repeating his actions as you whined under him. Your lips moved in sync as his tongue explored your mouth, making you moan lightly and grind on his thigh desperately. He chuckled into your mouth as his door opened, pulling away and eyeing you as you huffed up at him.

“Hey Theo, did you bring it?” Mattheo asked, eyeing you with a smirk before leaving you shocked and frustrated on his bed as he stood to meet Theo and Blaise, walking to the small couch Mattheo had seated next to his bookshelf. You huffed as you sat up and eyed Mattheo who only smirked and sent you a wink before grabbing one of the joints Theo had brought.

“Patience Princess” Mattheo’s voice spoke in your head, making you jump slightly, drawing the attention of the other two boys.

“You okay y/n/n?” Blaise asked through a hit as he lit a joint for himself. You sighed and slightly jumped off the edge of Mattheo’s bed and made your way to his bathroom, feeling his eyes on you as you slammed the door behind you.

“Baby….I know you’re not seriously thinking about finishing alone….?” As you felt Mattheo’s mind searching through your own you pulled yourself up to sit on the counter of his sink, closing your eyes and focusing hard on filling your brain with images of you touching yourself.

It wasn’t even a full minute before Mattheo was rushing into the room and slamming the door behind him, you giggled at his frustration as he eyed you, still clothed and decent on the counter. However, instead of immediately throwing himself at you as you had expected, he roughly grabbed you by your wrist with a whispered growl of “Needy brat”, pulling you from the bathroom as you stumbled to keep up.

When you were dragged into his room you noticed now that Enzo and Draco had joined the others, filling the room with smoke and the smell of alcohol. Mattheo gently shoved you down onto his bed when you got to it, quickly following after you, hands immediately pulling you into his chest.

“Is this what you want? You want to be fucked in front of all our friends Princess?” He spoke in your thoughts, his lips ghosting over your neck, hands gripping your hips and rutting his hard dick against your behind. Your eyes widen as you noticed his hand falling to pull himself discreetly from his boxers and rest himself on the waistband of his grey sweats. Your mind raced with thoughts of him taking you with no care in the world as his mind invaded yours seeking consent.

“Don’t make a sound Baby, you’re gonna hold me while I think on your punishment for being such a needy little brat,” As his words filled your mind, he pushed himself fully inside of you, resting his arm over your waist and his head in your neck, pulling you close under the guise of innocent cuddling as your skirt hid his dick that was lost inside you to the hilt.

Mattheo groaned as you clenched around him, giving you a warning squeeze on your hip as he began conversation with Theo. You were growing more and more impatient as the conversation topic switched from quidditch to parties to holiday plans as you attempted to join in every once in a while, at Mattheo’s orders in your thoughts.

After the first hour you were already drenching the front of his sweats as he pulsed and twitched inside you at every little movement. He could admit, he was growing impatient as well, only he was much better at holding back than you ever were. He began teasing you in your mind as he allowed you to clench around him, ignoring the conversation with his friends as he watched you close your eyes in frustration at his words.

He chuckled at you, conveniently at the same moment Blaise made a joke that went unheard as Mattheo began filling your mind with dirty thoughts. Images of Mattheo pushing you to your stomach and pounding into you had you almost moaning as he warned you of the consequences of making any noise.

“Your pretty sounds are just for me Baby,” He’d speak through the images of the various positions he’d take you in after your friends decide to leave for their own manors.

After the second hour Mattheo began slowly, so slowly it was barley noticeable to even you at first, circling his hips, just as much for his release as yours. Your lips threatened to release moans as his tip rubbed against your g-spot over and over at every one of his movements. He breathed heavily as he restrained himself from destroying you in front of your stoned and drunk group of friends.

Mattheo feared one or all of the boys would see or even hear his actions but it only stirred him on further. The thought of being caught had him aching inside you as he made a mental note to discuss his new discovery with you later on.

As the third hour approached Mattheo decided he’d had enough of his own game. Shocking you as he abruptly pulled out of you, hiding the evidence of your actions as he told your friends you were tired, practically forcing them out the door with no further explanation before leaping back onto the bed.

His hands were immediately pulling your clothes off your body as you tugged at his. He was back inside you before either of you were fully unclothed. You skirt was pushed up your bare torso as he nipped and licked at your chest and neck. You gripped his bare, sweaty shoulders as he pounded into you, finally speaking out loud as he praised your patience.

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strawbsstarz · 1 month

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Drunk: Draco Malfoy x reader

kind of rushed but I was inspired

warning: none just fluff :)

2:30 am, the phone rings. Ring Ring! Draco groans at the noise, tossing in his bed, his peaceful slumber disrupted. He was about to turn his phone on silent when he caught a glimpse from his squinted eyes at the caller.

"Hello..?" He greets groggily, sleep still present.

The other line is silent, "...Hello?" He mutters again. *Hiccups* Draco, confused, takes his phone off his ear to check if the call was still there. As he was about to start talking again, the other line finally speaks.

"DrACoOo!" A burst of giggles following.

"Y/N?" He rubs his eyes trying to get rid of his tiredness, "..are you drunk?"

Another hiccup, "let's facetimeee...I missed youu~"

"Do you want me to come over?" He asks prompting himself up on his elbows.

"No!" Followed by another hiccup, "it's cold out."

"You're outside?" The sleepiness, no longer present, he gets up quickly and rushes to the front door while on the phone with her, "Who are you with? Where are you?"

The call echoes with giggles, "I don't know...I'm losttttt"

Draco falls into a panicked state, why was she drunk all alone in the middle of the night? "Stay on the phone with me, princess, okay? I'm coming right now."

He hears her giggle and hiccuping not giving a clear answer, he quickly checks her location and jogs over since it's nearby.

"Ooh Kitty!" Y/N exclaims excitedly, *hiccups* The phone can be heard falling on the ground, Y/N scooping the cat up in her arms, "Wanna comee home wit me?"

Sprinting now, he says "You're joking right?"

Draco sees Y/N hovered around a corner by a wall holding up a cat and petting it. He hears the cat's purr and meow on the phone. Despite being out of breath, he rushes to her.

Before he could scold her, Y/N puts down the cat and sprints to Draco engulfing him in a hug, "Draco!"

He wraps his arm around her waist, while the other is trying to keep her steady in her stance. As Y/N pulls away she excitedly does small jumps pointing to the cat,

"Look Draco!" She goes back to the cat scooping it in her arms, "Can we keeep him?"

A little taken aback, he shakes his head slightly, "No, Y/N, we're not keeping him, you're drunk right now."

"bUT he's so preciousss," she smiles as she pets the cat, "who's a good kitttyy?"

Draco sighs, "No, Y/N we can't keep a cat.."

She pouts at him, and as if the cat followed in her suit, meows and ironically, gives big puppy dog eyes at the boy.

"Fine, fine!" He reluctantly agrees, "Let's get you home okay, hold my hand so you don't fall"

While the two walked home together, Y/N still visibly drunk starts talking to the cat, "I'm gonna feed you soooo much food and loveee you and snuggle wiht you!"

Draco, slightly annoyed but finds it adorable, shakes his head as he grips tighter on his hold of her hand, "Hold tightly, Y/N, we can't have you tripping and falling here."

Y/N slowly trying to understand the situation, let's go of Draco's hand, "Umm excuse you! I have a boyfriend!" She states with her eyes half open.

In disbelief, Draco just stands there, "....I am your boyfriend."

Tilting her head, she asks, "What's your name?"

"Draco.."

"Prove it!"

He pinches the bridge of his nose, she's gonna be the death of me, "Love, I need you to hold my hand until we get home."

Y/N shakes her head, pouting "I can walk perfectly fine by myself! Plus, my boyfriend would get upset if he saw me with you, he'd definitely kick your ass!"

Draco puts his hand on his hip, "First off, you were stumbling and tripping over yourself a minute ago. Second, I am your boyfriend."

Y/N giggles as she stares at his face, going closer, "You look like him.."

He sighs.

"But he's soOO much more handsome *hiccups*"

"Are you trying to flirt with me right now?" He questions, somewhat amused.

"No! I wouldn't dare cheat!!" She says clutching the cat closer to her as it meows, as if it was agreeing.

Another sigh, Draco grabs Y/N's face in his hands, "Y/N, look at me."

With half lidded eyes, she looks at him, tilting her head in confusion, before getting into another set of giggles.

"Focus on my eyes, darling." Following his instructions, she does as she's told, mumbling grey.

"Good, now look at my hair." With one hand holding the cat, she lightly combs her fingers through his hair, "it looks blonde? noo! platinum?? Final ANSwer!"

He chuckles, "Now who am I?" He asks. Her eyes move their way down on his face, admiring and analyzing their features, before landing on his lips, tracing her fingers softly.

After a moment of staring she pulls away to sneeze, "Achoo!" She breaks out in a fit of laughter once again, and this time Draco joins her.

"Draco!" She finally recognizes him, "I missed you!" She pecks his lips.

Draco blushes slightly, but chuckles to himself as he pulls her closer to him guiding her once more to go home, along with their new cat.

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vanishingcherry · 2 years

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slytherin

draco x reader

words: 2.7k

warnings: fighting, slightly angsty, swearing,

summary: you are harry’s younger sister, and got sorted into slytherin. (draco is a year older, based on canon timeline)

a/n: this is the longest one ive written so far! hope you like it :)

part 2

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You anxiously walk up to the sorting hat, gingerly sitting down on the stool. Scanning the room for your brother, you finally notice him sitting on the Gryffindor table, sending him a small smile. You heard all side conversations pause, everyone waiting in anticipation to see where Harry Potter’s little sister would get sorted.

As you feel the hat settle on your head, you remember what your brother had told you, and immediately started repeating the word Gryffindor over and over.

“Not gonna work this time” you heard the hat whisper. Before you could comprehend what it meant, you heard a loud voice bellow “SLYTHERIN!”

You stilled. Your eyes navigated back to your brother, whose expression mirrored yours almost exactly. After a second of staring, he turned away, choosing to look at his food and not his sister.

You walked towards the Slytherin table, feeling the eyes of everyone present in the room on you, and sat down next to the other 1st years. You slouched, trying to make yourself smaller as the next child walked up to the hat.

You figured it would be okay, he was just surprised. I mean he was your brother wasn’t he? Well, things didn’t get better.

While he continued to be the golden boy, loved by students and teachers alike, you were scorned at, even by members of your own house. Apparently, no one wanted to be friends with the younger sister of a rival, even after multiple attempts at trying to convince them you were different.

Every time your brother saw you in the hallways, he’d immediately turn around, like the sight of you disgusted him. You spent most your time in your dorm or the library after that, having given up on trying to make friends.

The first term passed just like that, with you once again spending Christmas without any gifts, except this time you didn’t have the comfort of your brother either. Over time, you got used to it. While it was tough to survive Hogwarts without friends, you started enjoying the silence, and focused on discovering new corridors and rooms.

Near the end of the term, Harry killed a snake and got even more popular, saving all the people who were petrified. Resulting in people thanking him all the way back home, and on King’s Cross Station.

As you sat at the back of your aunt and uncle’s car, you kept sneaking glances at him, sitting across from you, waiting to see if he would say something. But as days passed at the house, he wouldn’t say a word to you, even though you had tried very hard to make conversation. There was a part of you that help out hope, waiting to see if he would talk to you at home, but now you were well and truly crushed.

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Your second year passed like that too. There was an escaped prisoner after Harry, and part of you actually wanted the prisoner to get him, although you felt really bad the moment the thought popped in your head. There was a new DADA teacher, except you actually liked this one. He actually taught stuff in an understandable manner and was nice to you, until he got sacked for being a werewolf. Once again, courtesy of Harry. According to some girls in the hallways outside potions, he was in love with the escaped prisoner too.

It was the second term of your third year when life started getting interesting. While Harry was out battling dragons and overgrown hedges, his nemesis seemed to be growing an interest in you. Draco was constantly around you, and while coincidences exist, him randomly taking a walk through the greenhouses while you were there definitely wasn’t one.

He was everywhere, stalking you. You weren’t the only one who had noticed, boys and girls in the corridors whispered as you walked pass them, whispering to each other, trying to figure out why Draco Malfoy is suddenly interested in you.

One day when you two were alone after a Charms class, you finally confronted him.

“Okay, you know what? This isn’t going to work. Why on earth do you keep following me?” You ask, slightly surprised at yourself for the sudden tone of your voice.

Draco smirked slightly. “What do you mean?”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breathe in. After letting it out, you opened your eyes. “Look, if you’re that desperate to stalk a Potter, go obsess over Harry instead. I assure you, he’s a lot more interesting.” You gathered your books and started walking out of the class.

“What if think you’re more interesting?”

“What?” You stopped a couple steps away from the doorway.

“I said, what if I think that-”

“No I heard what you said. I’m not interesting. So if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like for you to stop following me everywhere. It’s unnerving.”

It seemed like the talk had done the job. He had stopped following you around everywhere, and you saw less and less of him. But one day, around a week after the confrontation, as you left the Slytherin common room, you felt someone grab your arm and pull you to an empty corridor.

“What the fu-”, you were shushed by a finger on your lips. You looked up, realising it was Draco and not Sirius Black. You were quite apprehensive, wondering if he would be coming after you too.

“What is wrong with you. Are you crazy? Bloody hell you’re an idiot I swear to god what made you think grabbing me like that would be okay?” You ranted out, heart still beating extremely fast.

“Look”, Draco pauses and looks around before continuing, “I’m sorry. It’s just I really do think that you’re interesting, and I was wondering if we could be friends.”

You look at him skeptically. It’s weird that Draco Malfoy would suddenly come up to you and ask to be friends. But, goodness knew you needed friends, and if it made Harry mad? All the better! After all, what had he done to make you respect him. “Fine.”, you replied, still eyeing him suspiciously.

Turning around, you walk away, heading to the Great Hall for some food. As you’re walking, you hear Draco jogging to catch up to you. He stops beside you and starts walking at the same pace as you.

“You do realise that being friends with someone means talking to them. And going places together?”

“Hmm.”, you replied. Still walking towards the great hall at a speed faster than anything that would be considered normal.

That didn’t put him off though. He was still stuck to your side almost all day long. You relented too, realising that you had to put some effort into the friendship.

As months passed, you got used to his presence. You had gotten used to his snarky remarks in during class, and his expensive cologne didn’t smell as strong anymore. While you were still hesitant to get too close, you felt your walls slowly crumble as he became a larger presence in your life.

“Finally! I’ve been looking for you for ages, what are you doing all holed up in here”, you heard a voice shout from a couple meters away.

“Studying. You should try it sometime”, you replied, still looking down at the parchments on which you were writing an essay for Transfiguration.

“Hmm, anyways. You’re staying here for winter break right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Nothing. Just wanted to make sure.”

A couple days before winter break started, your brother pulled you aside to an empty classroom. Considering he hadn’t even looked at you in years, it was a shock to say the least.

Without even letting you speak, he immediately starts talking, his voice angry.

“Y/n this is the last time I’m going to say it. I don’t want to talking to Malfoy at all. Break it up with him, I don’t care, as long as you stay away. You better do it or I’ll-”

You stare at him, and realise he only talked to you because of Draco.

“What? What are you going to do? Not talk to me for another 3 years? Walk away every time you see me?”. You cut him off, your voice lowering to a hiss. “Or maybe you’re going to try and do something to him? I’d very much like to see you try.” You raise your eyes up to his in a challenge.

He stared right back, mouth opening to retort, until he shut it, let out a big breathe of air, and walked away. He didn’t talk to you for another term.

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That summer was going the same as the last few, until one night a couple adults burst into your room. Startled, you sit up, and look at them while they look at you, unsure of whether or not you should scream. A girl with pink hair takes out her wand and starts emptying out your closet into the trunk lying under your bed. Sighing in relief when you see that they are wizards, you get up.

“What are you doing with my stuff?”, you ask, slowly grabbing your wand from your bedside table should they suddenly attack.

“We’re here to pick up your brother, he got into some trouble and you have to come with us too.”

“What?”

“Hurry up, we have to leave as soon as possible.”

Arriving at Grimmauld Place around an hour later, you weren’t even surprised when the building parted to reveal a house. The morphing witch and replica of your previous year’s defence against the dark arts teacher was more than enough to prove that you would never understand the wizarding world completely.

The first thing you do when you enter the house is lock eyes with Sirius Black.

“Ah!”, jumping back you try to leave, only to see that the door has been closed behind you, “why the fuck is Sirius Black here, what is going on? If you’re trying to kill me I’m sure there are better wa-”

“You don’t know?”, you heard a voice cut you off. Looking up, you realise it was Mrs. Weasley speaking.

“What are you doing here? What do you mean I don’t know?”

Looking away from you, Mrs. Weasley turns to Harry. “You didn’t tell her? Harry you’re telling me that for the last year she thought Sirius was responsible for your parent’s death?”

Behind her, you see Sirius flinch at the mention of your parents. You then hear Harry mumble a small excuse, claiming it slipped his mind.

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Over the next couple days you learn that Sirius is actually Harry’s godfather, and that the meeting in the kitchen was actually a discussion on how to manage Voldemort and his forces.

You don’t bother trying to get more information, and no one else offers. Every time you enter a room, everything goes quiet, all conversations are stopped. Even the adults seem wary of you, not sure if they could trust a Slytherin.

You’d hoped that Sirius, who you learnt was in a similar situation to you, just with Gryffindor, would be nice to you. Unfortunately, it was the opposite. He was actually the most careful, you heard him convincing others to not to tell you anything.

One night when you go down for dinner, you enter the kitchen to realise that everyone had already started eating, not bothering to invite you or leave room for you.

They all stare at you before Harry decides to talk.

“Look Y/N, maybe it would be best if you just ate somewhere else. Your plate is over there near the sink, you can go eat in the living room.”

“What?”

Everyone stays silent, turning around and staring at their food, moving it around to avoid looking at you.

“Y/N please just leave, we need to talk about stuff and you can’t listen to it.”

“‘Cause I’m a Slytherin? I thought family was more important that your fucking house.”, you shout at him, an incredulous expression on your face.

“No one here likes you. Can’t you see that? God, life would have been much easier if you’d never been born.” he yells at you.

Taking a step back, you look at him in disappointment before turning around and slamming the door behind you. As you climb up the stairs, you can hear Hermione’s voice scolding him before her chair scrapes and you hear the kitchen door open.

You run up the stairs even faster, locking your door behind you. Grabbing a bunch of clothes and galleons, you stuff them into a bag lying on your bed before looking out your window and trying to find a way out. With tears streaming down your face, you decided that you were leaving, forever. It was what Harry and everyone else seemed to want, so you figured why not? Might as well go if no one wanted you.

With one leg out the window, you grasp on to a pipe, slowly lowering yourself before shutting the window behind you. You can hear Hermione knocking on the door and pulling at the handle, but you pay no mind to that and focus on getting down safely.

When you finally make it, you run down the street before lifting your arm to catch the knight bus, leaving that miserable place and all its people behind.

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Somehow, you ended up at Malfoy Manor. You weren’t sure how or why, but decided to knock on the doors all the same, figuring that anyplace away from Harry and people he called family was good enough for you.

The door opens, but no one stands before you. Looking down, you realise it was a house elf, waiting for you to speak.

“Hi, uh, I’m- I’m a friend of Draco’s?”

The house elf doesn’t reply, instead opening the door a bit further and moving aside to let you in. You wait by the door as he walks away, presumably to look for Draco.

The first thing you notice about the manor is how dark it is. The bleakness was overpowering, with shades of black and grey covering almost every inch of the hallway. Your eyes wander over the various portraits hung on the wall while you wipe away any trace of tears from your cheeks, lowering your bag to the ground. Were all Slytherin houses like this? If anything this house was even darker than Grimmauld Place.

You look down the hallway when you hear a voice say to you, “Hey? What are you doing here Y/N?”

“Hi, hi um. I- I don’t know why I’m here, I’m sorry, I just turned up here. I don’t know how, its- I just didn’t know where to go and I guess I just turned up here and-”, you ranted, breathing heavier with every word as you felt a couple tears slip out.

“Hey hey, its okay, calm down Y/N.”, he cuts you off.

You hastily wipe away the tears, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as you continuously apologize.

At the realisation that someone must have happened, he immediately wraps his arms around you, hesitating only for second. He pulls you in, your head wedged into his shoulder as he keeps one hand on your back while the other slowly strokes your hair.

Getting over the initial shock of Draco hugging you, you lift your arms to hug him back. You feel his arms tighten when you reciprocate. The hug lasts a couple more seconds before he pulls away, running a hand through his hair.

“Sorry. I uh didn’t know what to- sorry.”, he apologised.

“It’s okay, it was-”, you paused for a second, “-nice.”

“Yeah.”

After a couple seconds of silence, he pipes up, “C’mon, let’s go inside. My parents are going to want to meet you.”

You stilled, only just realising that you were going to have to see his parents. His infamous parents.

“It’s okay, my father can seem a bit scary but he’ll be nice to you. My mother will give you a room too, I promise they won’t make you leave.” With that, he loops his arm into yours, picking up your bag with his other hand, and walks you into the living room, where his parents were confused but sympathetic all the same when you told them you didn’t have anywhere to go.

You spent the rest of your summer vacation at Malfoy Manor, enjoying, weirdly enough, the days that you spent exploring the vast mansion with Draco.

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part 2

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adiraargent · 1 month

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You drew stars around my scars - Slytherin Boys

summary: Slytherin boys (Taylor's Version) x Reader warnings: mentions of scars (not specified what from), swearing, smoking includes: Theodore Nott, Mattheo Riddle, Jasper Rowle, Draco Malfoy and Tom Riddle - I will do a part 2 with other characters if anybody wants one :) wc: 2373 Part 2

Theodore Nott - Cardigan

Theodore Nott sat beside you on the edge of the bed, his gaze tender as he studied the scars that adorned your skin. You could feel his fingers tracing gentle patterns along the lines of your past, his touch feather-light as he navigated the landscape of your history.

As you looked up at him, a warmth swelled in your chest, but you couldn't help but worry. Worry that he was just use you, use you like others had done in the past. Tossing you away when they were done with you.

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite

"Thank's for sticking around Theo," you murmerd softly, your cheeks flushing a pretty pink tone.

He looked up at you then, his eyes filled with an intensity that took your breath away. "You are my favorite person in this shitty world," he murmured, his voice soft like the rustle of leaves in the wind, despite the crude words. "Every scar, every imperfection, only serves to make you more beautiful in my eyes."

His words washed over you like a soothing balm, calming the storm of insecurities that raged within your soul. With Theodore by your side, you felt safe, protected from the harsh judgments of the world by the warmth of his love.

And when you are young, they assume you know nothing

People had always judged you for something, it was a judgemental world that you lived in. Maybe someone judged you for your skin, or your scars... or maybe just the way that you wore your hair. Maybe it was your weight or your height. Nobody was perfect... thought Theodore Nott would beg to differ, in his eyes you were the embodiment of perfection.

And of course, people judged you for being with Theodore Nott, a Slytherin boy with a troubled past. One that liked to smoke and drink, that liked to get into fights and argue with teachers and students alike. But you were in love. 'Love?' they'd ask you and laugh. 'You're so young, what the hell would you know about love?'

But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss

Theodore's fingers stilled against your skin, his eyes searching yours with a depth of understanding that left you breathless. "I may not have all the answers," he said softly, "but I promise to stand by your side through every uncertainty, to hold you close and chase away the shadows of doubt that threaten to consume you."

And as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss against each scar, his lips a tender caress against your skin, you felt a sense of peace settle over you like a warm embrace. With Theodore, you knew that you were never alone, that no matter what trials and tribulations lay ahead, you would face them together, hand in hand, heart in heart.

For in his touch, you found solace and strength, a reminder that love had the power to heal even the deepest wounds. And as he traced stars around your scars with his fingers, you knew that no matter how dark the night may seem, the light of his love would guide you safely home.

Okay but i'm really happy with this icl

Mattheo Riddle - Mine

And I remember that fight, 2:30 AM As everything was slipping right out of our hands

As the moon hung high in the sky, casting its silvery light over the darkened landscape, you quietly snuck out of your shared home , your heart heavy with doubt and fear. Tears streamed down your face unchecked as you clutched your suitcase tightly, the weight of your decision bearing down on you like a heavy burden.

You had always struggled with trust issues and abandonment fears, scars from a childhood marred by betrayal and heartache. And now, faced with the prospect of being completely in love with a boy who had been nothing but good to you, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the magnitude of it all.

Mattheo Riddle, that cocky, short-tempered Slytherin, had become the center of your world, a beacon of light in the darkness that threatened to consume you. You got together in your second last year of school and were still together now a year after graduating. And yet, the thought of allowing yourself to fall completely and unconditionally in love with him terrified you to your core. You loved him, you knew that you did... but did love really exist? Falling in love was dangerous, it was setting yourself up to get your heart broken.

"I'll never leave you alone," his voice echoed in your mind, a soothing melody amidst the chaos of your thoughts. You had been sitting at the Black lake, the two of you had been together for 3 months and it was the first time you had told each other 'I love you'

But as much as you longed to believe his words, the scars of your past lingered like a shadow, a constant reminder of the pain and suffering you had endured. Even after all this time, you still had doubts. And so, with a heavy heart and tear-stained cheeks, you made the decision to leave, to distance yourself from the one person who had come to mean everything to you.

I ran out, crying, and you followed me out into the street Braced myself for the goodbye 'Cause that's all I've ever known

Bracing yourself for the goodbye, you took a hesitant step forward, the weight of your suitcase dragging behind you like an anchor. But before you could take another step, a voice called out to you from behind, stopping you dead in your tracks.

Turning around, you saw Mattheo running towards you, his eyes filled with an intensity that took your breath away. "I won't let you go," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. "I'll never leave you alone, I promise."

And in that moment, as he took you in his arms and held you close, you felt a sense of peace wash over you like a wave crashing against the shore. For in Mattheo's embrace, you found solace and strength, a reminder that love had the power to heal even the deepest wounds.

I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter

"I promise I will do everything to prove I am nothing like he was," he whispered against your ear, his words a testament to the depth of his love and devotion. "You're the best thing that's ever been mine."

And as you looked into his eyes, filled with love and sincerity, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, hand in hand, heart in heart. For in Mattheo Riddle, you had found a love worth fighting for, a love that would stand the test of time.

Jasper Rowle

As you and Jasper Rwle walked hand in hand through the winding streets of Diagon Alley, a sense of contentment settled over you like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. His hand in yours felt like home, grounding you in the present moment and reassuring you. You felt so safe with him, the way he softly rubbed your hand with his thumb sent warmth through your body, the heat being a stark contrast to the snow falling around you

"Can I go where you go?" you whispered, your voice barely above a hushed murmur as you gazed up at him with adoration shining in your eyes. You didn't mean to say it out loud. But you just wanted to be with him as much as possible, the way you felt when you were around him was unlike anything you had felt before.

You felt alive, wanted... loved.

Jasper's lips curved into a tender smile, his eyes sparkling with love and affection. "Forever and ever," he replied, his voice a soft melody in the air. "You and me, always."

And as you walked together, lost in the beauty of the moment, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over you like a wave crashing against the shore.

Take me out, and take me home

He brought your hand up to his lips, placing a soft kiss against your skin, "c'mon, lets get to the three broomsticks then I'll take you back, its not good for you to be out in the snow for too long, I don't want you to get sick.

You're my, my, my, my Lover.

"Okay my love," you replied with a smile, letting him pull you along in the direction of the pub.

Jasper's grip on your hand tightened, as though afraid to let go, as though afraid that this perfect moment would slip through his fingers like grains of sand. "You're so gorgous," he whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness that took your breath away. "i adore you."

And as you walked together, lost in the maze of streets and alleys, you knew that no matter where life may take you, you would always find your way back to each other.

Draco Malfoy - getaway car

No, nothin' good starts in a getaway car

The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the sprawling grounds of Malfoy Manor as Draco Malfoy and you sat together on his expensive broomstick. It was a moment suspended in time, a brief respite from the chaos and turmoil of the world outside.

As you gazed out at the rolling hills before you, Draco's hand found yours, his touch gentle and reassuring. But beneath the facade of tranquility, there was an undercurrent of tension, a sense of unease that lingered in the air like a shadow.

It was the best of times, the worst of crimes

You knew Draco was a death eater now, knew he had done bad things and helped bad people but you couldn't bring yourself to leave him. You loved him, and whenever you thought about the bad things he had done, your heart was quick to remind you of all the good times you had together.

All the late night talks, the joking around, the kissing and holding... everything.

But as the miles stretched out before you, you couldn't help but wonder if it was worth it.

I wanted to leave him, I needed a reason "X" marks the spot where we fell apart He poisoned the well, I was lyin' to myself

You fought to held back tears, the two of you were now on the run and now because of him, you were leaving all your friends and family behind. You were a traitor now and it was all his fault.

Draco's grip tightened around the broom handle, his gaze distant as he stared out at the sky ahead. "I knew it from the start," he admitted, his voice tinged with sorrow. "We were cursed."

You were drivin' the getaway car We were flyin', but we'd never get far

You new the order would be after you soon, they knew what Draco had done. You wrapped your arms around him tighter, burying your head into his back as you held onto him, scared of falling.

Ridin' in a getaway car There were sirens in the beat of your heart

And as you flew on into the night, the sirens in the beat of your heart seemed to grow louder, a relentless reminder of the consequences of your actions. You should have known that you'd never leave, that the promise of freedom would come at a steep price, one that you weren't willing to pay if it meant leaving Draco.

So still, you clung to each other, two lost souls adrift in a sea of chaos and uncertainty. For in each other's arms, you found solace and strength, a beacon of hope in a world gone mad.

And as the stars twinkled overhead and the world blurred past, you knew that no matter where the road may lead, you'd never leave him

We were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde (oh-oh)

Tom Riddle - right where you left me

Help, I'm still at the restaurant Still sitting in a corner I haunt Cross-legged in the dim light They say, "What a sad sight"

Under the soft glow of the restaurant lights, you found yourself seated alone at a corner table, the memories of your past love weighing heavily on your heart. Friends had come and gone, relationships had blossomed and withered away, but you remained rooted in the past, unable to move forward.

Your eyes kept flicking up to the empty chair in front of you, your plate of food going cold as it sat in front of you completely untouched. The workers looked over, eyes filling with sympathy and sadness at the all-familiar face they had seen too many times, brief flashes of the happy couple that had once sat there.

Everybody moved on I, I stayed there Dust collected on my pinned-up hair They expected me to find somewhere Some perspective, but I sat and stared

As you sat there, lost in your thoughts, the echoes of the past danced around you like ghosts in the night. You remembered the first time you had met, the way his smile had lit up the room and warmed your heart. But now, all that remained were distant memories, fragments of a love that had once been.

You couldn't help but wonder if he ever thought about you, if he ever regretted the choices he had made. Did he know that you were still waiting for him, still hoping for a second chance at love? Or had he moved on, leaving you behind like a forgotten relic of the past?

Right where you left me You left me no, oh, you left me no You left me no choice but to stay here forever You left me, you left me no, oh, you left me no You left me no choice but to stay here forever

The restaurant buzzed with life around you, the sounds of laughter and conversation blending together in a cacophony of noise. But amidst the chaos, you felt alone, a solitary figure adrift in a sea of strangers.

And as you sat there, watching the world pass you by, you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing wash over you like a wave crashing against the shore. You longed for the warmth of his embrace, the comfort of his presence, but you knew deep down that he was gone, lost to you forever.

Did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen? Time went on for everybody else, she won't know it

Yet, despite the ache in your heart and the tears in your eyes, you couldn't bring yourself to leave. You were stuck in the past, trapped in a cycle of longing and regret, unable to move forward without him by your side.

But as the night wore on and the restaurant began to empty out, you knew that you couldn't stay there forever. It was time to let go of the past and embrace the future, to find happiness within yourself and move on from the love that had once consumed you.

With a heavy heart and tear-stained cheeks, you rose from your seat and made your way towards the door. And as you stepped out into the cool night air, you made a silent vow to yourself to never look back, to keep moving forward no matter how difficult the journey may be.

If our love died young, I can't bear witness And it's been so long But if you ever think you got it wrong I'm right where you left me

But it was a vow you knew you'd break just for him.

written by @adiraargent

Please do not steal or post anywhere else <3

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lionizingheathen · 2 years

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Precious- D.M

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Draco finding release after a day in the office

Smut under the cut, hope you enjoy

Warnings: Smut, Pegging, Anal Fingering, Dom!Reader, Sub!Draco, Praise Kink, Petnames, Begging, Mommy Kink, Strapwarming, Spanking

The only sign you got from Draco that he was home was when he stepped out of the floo, shaking the powder off his arms with a soured expression on his face. You didn’t pay him much mind, choosing instead to stay focused on your book. If he was going to be as much of a bitch as his face suggested, you didn’t have the patience for it.“I need you to fuck me.” You looked up from the book you’d been reading and set it aside, your interest piqued as you watched your boyfriend shrug off his cloak and set down his wand. He looked stressed… maybe angry. You could fix that. “Why?” You asked, and he glared over at you. Oh. Angry, that was for sure. You sat up the rest of the way before raising an eyebrow at him, as if asking him silently if he was sure he wanted to pull that attitude with you. Last time he had he’d been stuck with a vibrator taped to his cock for two hours.

“Do you ever really need a reason? It’s enough of an ego boost to you that I permit you to fuck me-.” You stood up in a heartbeat, gripping under his chin to make him look down at you, pushing him back enough that he bumped up against the door of your flat. He widened his eyes with surprise, gripping onto your wrist. He knew better, you’d fucked most of the wanker right out of him when you’d started dating, but today seemed like it was a special case. “Watch your tone. You’ll regret it if you don’t.” You warned him, and his gaze softened as he loosened his hand after you dropped yours. He fell into your arms, tucking his face into his neck as you walked the two of you back to sit down on the couch. You ran your fingers through his hair, letting him breathe you in. He lifted his head up for a moment, looking listless. “... Right. It’s just been a rough day.” He said, and you cupped his cheek softly, running your thumb over his cheekbone.

“Tell me.” You said, keeping your tone gentle. He let out a long sigh and tucked his head onto your shoulder, pulling his knees up to his chest, the same way he’d used to sit when he’d just gotten a bad grade when you two had still been in school. It made your heart ache a bit, seeing him so distraught. “... They gave my promotion to Zabini.” That solved that. He’d been up for that promotion for a month, and it sounded like it was going to him the whole time, that’d be enough to upset anyone. You sat up and pulled him into your arms, holding his face to your chest. “Oh, Dray… I’m sorry.” You sighed, and he let out a huff against your chest, balling his hands into the fabric of your shirt. “I don’t want your pity, I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk right.” He grumbled, and you smirked into the top of his hair. God, he was always so hot when he got needy. “Really?” You shifted him so that he was facing you and pressed a lingering kiss to his lips, feeling him frantically reach out for your waist. Angel. “That’s what you want?” You asked, and he nodded eagerly, digging his fingers into your hips.

“That's all I’ve been thinking about.” He said, and you kissed him deeply, pushing him back on the couch as you tangled your fingers into his hair, tugging hard at the strands. His moans were sweet against your lips as you felt cold fingers slide into the waistband of your sweatpants and into your panties, making rough circles on your clit. Draco leaned his head back and groaned, sliding a finger inside you. You couldn’t help grinding down on his hand when he hooked his finger, making you whimper.

“I can take care of you first… You’re really wet.” He murmured, and you shook your head, gripping his wrist to pull his hand out. This wasn’t about you, if he’d asked to fuck you, you would’ve let him, but he asked you to fuck him, and so that was what you were gonna do. “Strip down and go to the bedroom, okay? I’ll be right back.” You insisted, pushing off of him. You dug through a drawer in your bathroom cabinet before locating your harness. It did take a moment, and even longer to switch out the toy on the end, and you knew Draco would be impatient by the time you were back in the room… but that was half the point. As you were leaving the bathroom, you snagged a towel off the shelf and draped it over your arm. Sure, you could clean up the bed with a charm, but you preferred to clean Draco off yourself.

“Are you always this slow? Honestly, I could’ve fucked myself in the time that it took you to-.” “That mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble, Dray.” You chuckled, tying your hair back in front of the mirror. You watched behind you as he sighed and looked up at the ceiling, looking the farthest thing from apologetic. That was the problem with dating a trust fund baby, they never learned how to have manners.“... Sorry.” He said, and you chuckled. Who would that have convinced? He sounded less sorry than he ever had. “You’re not, but that’s okay.” You turned to him, giving him a wicked sort of smile which he returned. “I hope you know that if we’re doing this, you’re taking the whole thing.” This confused him as he sat up on his elbows, looking at you. “I always take the whole thing-.” You cut him off, shaking your head as you tightened the straps. He had no idea what he was saying.

“No, babe. I got a new one.” You said, and you saw his face drop at this, all cockiness he normally exuded gone in a heartbeat as he saw the new toy attached to your harness. You smirked at him, walking closer… it was going to be a birthday gift, but he seemed like he could really use it right now. “... What?” He asked quietly, and you hovered over him, kissing him deeply as you ran your hand down his abdomen and gripped his cock, feeling him moan into your mouth as he thrust into your hand… God, he was already so needy. You pulled back and felt him kissing desperately down your chest to your tits, sucking a nipple between his teeth as he stared up at you. You chuckled at his attempt to switch your focus and pushed him back down, sitting up. “Gonna stretch you out real nice, honey.” You flipped him onto his stomach with ease, tapping his hip. You watched his back flex as he tensed, anticipating. It was beautiful to see, but not what you needed. You needed him to work with you. “Ass up.” You said, and he got up onto his hands and his knees, the pace of his breathing increasing as he heard you mumble an incantation and felt the lube on his hole. “Wait, I don’t know if I can take that-.” You cut him off by sliding two fingers into his ass, making him gasp as you scissored them inside of him, stretching him out. You pressed your body against his back, reaching around with your free hand to grip his cock again, jerking it in time to your thrusts while you listened to him moan. “Shhh, mommy’s getting you all prepped, love.” You murmured, kissing the shell of his ear before biting down on the lobe. You straightened back up after that, letting go of his cock in favor of increasing the pace of your fingers. “Shit…” He whined, falling from his palms to his forearms. You looked up and smirked into the mirror at the foot of your bed, smirked at the way that this man, so powerful and prestigious to the outside world, was in your bedroom waiting to take your strap. It was dizzying. “You’re taking my fingers so fucking well…” You murmured, and Draco’s head fell onto his forearms, groaning as you slid another finger into his tight ass. He always took them so well, making it look so easy to be fucked. You smirked at this thought, smirked at what a whore Draco Lucius Malfoy really was. “More… Please…” He whined, and you nodded. He was ready, he could take this whole thing without a problem… and you were looking forward to hearing him scream while he did, that was always the best part.

“So polite.” You slid your fingers out of him, making him whine with frustration before you lined up your cock with his hole, resting a hand on the small of his back as you guided the tip in, watching his head jerk up. “You love feeling full, don’t you?” You asked, and as he was about to answer you thrust the strap in the rest of the way, bottoming out in one movement. You watched in the mirror as his eyes rolled back and his mouth dropped open as he shuddered against you, pressing back to see if there was anymore… Fuck, he was so good. “Yes mommy, I love your fucking cock!” He cried, and you let out a laugh. There was no way your neighbors hadn’t heard him screaming. They never met your eyes when you went outside, you knew there was a reason behind it, and you were fine with their reactions. “You’re such a whore, Dray…” Your whore. “The whole neighborhood knows it too.” They did. They had to. He’d never been good at being quiet. “Good… want ‘em to.” He whimpered, and you practically glowed at this. God, he was always good at making you feel good… and in turn, you made him feel amazing. “That’s it, babe.” You leaned down and bit his shoulder. He looked delicious. “You were made to take mommy’s cock, weren’t you?” You asked, and he groaned as you bottomed out deep inside of him again, pausing there before pulling all the way out and thrusting in again, probably wiping his mind clean. Not an excuse to ignore a question that you had so politely asked. “Fuck…” He didn’t answer your question, so you delivered one hard slap on his ass, knocking him forward and causing him to cry out. Don’t be such a fucking baby. He could take so much more, he was just always a pussy. “I asked you a question. Answer it.” You snapped, and he was apologetic in his answer, frowning slightly as he tried to get the words out. Cute. “Yes mommy!”

“You love being my cocksleeve, don’t you?” You asked, and he nodded frantically, fucking his hips back into you. God, he’s always such a fucking whore. “Yes!” “No one would believe me if I told them you begged for this… My own personal whore, hm?” You groaned, sitting up on your knees as you gripped his hips, slamming into him quicker now, making him whine. He looked immaculate, his face buried in the blankets and his fingers scratching at any parts of the bed he could find. “Yes mommy.” You smiled at this, scratching your nails down his back, making him groan. You wanted to mark him in some way, but you couldn’t leave any more on his neck, his boss had sent a letter home about it… so this would have to do. “Good boy… you love this shit, don’t you?” You ripped his head up, using the back of his hair like a handle. “I asked you a fucking question, answer me!” He nodded frantically, biting his lip. “I love it mommy, I love it! Harder!” He begged, and you let out a dark laugh, but obliged. He wasn’t going to be able to walk, but that was what he’d asked for -begged for, more accurately-. “You’re gonna be so fucking sore tomorrow, babe.” You kissed down his spine, biting at his ribs. “You’ll be thinking of me all day.” You reminded him, and he didn’t respond for a moment, just for a moment. “Already do…” “Look in the mirror.” You rolled your eyes at the way that he moved. So lazy. “I said look.” He did then, and you saw the hint of a smile in the corners of his mouth.

“You look so pretty…” God.

“Mmm, you do too… So good like this, getting all fucked out.” His whines got higher as you continued to thrust into him, increasing the force behind each one. You picked his head up by his hair, looking at his face in the mirror. Honestly, it was almost enough to make you cum untouched, seeing his furrowed brows, dropped open mouth, and flushed cheeks as he moaned your name. “Close? Yeah?” You sat up on your knees, bringing him with you as you wrapped one hand tight around his throat and brought the other down, jerking his cock as quickly as you could. You saw his thighs begin to tremble after a few moments of this brutal treatment and dropped him back on the bed, pressing his face into the mattress. You loved using him like this, something in you sang when you reminded him of his place. “Cum for me then.” You snapped, and it was almost like flicking a switch, you saw every muscle in his back tense as he gripped hard on the sheets. “‘M cumming mommy! Fuck!” He cried, shaking as he ground his hips down onto the mattress, no doubt covering your blankets and his stomach with cum as he shook. You continued to pound into him, holding his face against the mattress until his arms gave out, at which point you carefully shifted to the side and cast a cleaning charm on the bed. You grabbed the towel from it’s place a little higher on the bed and gently cleaned up Draco’s stomach and cock before laying beside him, pressing soft kisses across the expanse of his shoulders. Such a sweet boy. “You need to watch your fucking mouth when you do that, baby…” You murmured into his ear, and he let out a tired chuckle, scooting closer to you. You placed a hand on his back, wanting to ease the toy out of him before he fell asleep, but he brought a hesitant hand back to your wrist. “Can you… can you keep it in?” He mumbled, and you raised an eyebrow, but complied, wrapping an arm around his waist before pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Of course, love. Whatever you want.”

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dreamingonfilm · 1 year

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Hi hi honey! I've just read your "dating Draco headcanons" and I adored it. I wanted to ask you about a similar version but in which y/n is part of the "draco gang", like, she's of Slytherin, friends with Blaise and Pansy, etc. Just some comfort, fluff headcanons with Draco if possible ☺️💕

✧˖*°࿐ dating draco as a slytherin

a/n: thank you for the request! sorry for taking a while to respond (: hope you enjoy!!

You met draco your first year at hogwarts on the train

He noticed how lost you looked while trying to find an empty compartment

That’s when he invited you to sit with him and his friends

You, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy, became inseparable

Your group would spend every weekend in the library, studying, reading, or just talking

You and Pansy also made a tradition of pranking the boys

On one occasion, you two decided to prank Draco by pretending that you had a crush on Harry

This boy had a full on mental-breakdown

He was literally screaming at you out of jealousy, before going to try and find Harry to give him a piece of his mind

You of course, being the kind person you are, stopped him before doing so

This made Draco realize how much he really cares about you, and ever since then he has scared off any other guy that does so much as stare at you too long

Everyone could tell that you two had feelings for each other, but yet you remained oblivious

The number of times that Blaise and Pansy tried tricking Draco into admitting he likes you are countless

It wasn’t until the Yule Ball during your 4th year, when Neville asked you to be his date

Draco threatened to hex him if he ever talked to you again, and poor Neville ran off apologizing

He then admitted his feelings for you

And while you were mad that he threatened Neville, you couldn’t help but smile

You guys were always together

Either holding hands, him playing with your hair, or you leaning on his shoulder – you could never get sick of touching each other

Blaise and Pansy however, were sick of it.

There have been many occasions where they’d spray you with water if you didn’t stop

Thankfully they’ve always been supportive of your relationship

You couldn’t have ever imagined that a life like this was possible

But it was of course, thanks to a blonde-haired boy that invited you to sit with him on the train.

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a/n: thank you for reading <3 check out my masterlist !

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writingkeepsmewhole · 5 months

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Party Gone Wrong

This is part 5 of The Bet my old Draco Malfoy Fic that I'm bringing back. This is not following the books or movies it's just me having fun. :) I hope you like it. Let me know what you think and if you wanna be tagged.

Draco Malfoy X Reader

Fic Summery: Draco bets reader she can't make him fall for her.

Part Summery: Reader goes to a party and gets in an interesting situation with Draco.

Warnings: Maybe a word or something not for sure.

Let me know if you want to be tagged in something.

Part 1 Part 4

The next few weeks were not what I would call normal. Well school was normal but other than that my life at Hogwarts was strange.

Everytime I walked through the halls I somehow always bumped into Draco or him bumping into me. Whenever I was in class when I looked up I would find his blue eyes staring at me.

I’m sure to others it looked threatening or like he was glaring at me but I knew the truth.

He was waiting for me to win him over. To do something that would give him a reason to like a mud blood.

I was in the middle of trying to enjoy lunch while catching secret glances with Draco. He was talking to Pansy but he wasn’t looking at her.

I stick my tongue out at him, earning a wink back that makes me giggle.

“Hey Y/N!” one of the twins says sitting next to me, followed by the other one.

“Umm yes?” I say making myself turn and face them.

“You wanna come to another party tonight?”

“Umm sure.”

“Okay great but bring a date.”

“A date?”

“Yeah we are going to be playing games and we want it to be about even for couples.”

“And who am I meant to invite?” I ask.

“The only boys I know are your brother and Harry and one of them is not speaking to me.”

“Oh you can’t invite them, they already have dates.”

“Can I come by myself?”

“No. See you tonight.” They say at the same time and stand up leaving me alone.

“Thanks.” I say after them.

I spent the rest of the day as normal as it could be. I was heading back to my room when I was approached by Neville.

“Umm hi.” He says, stopping me in the hallway.

“Hello.” I say smiling at him.

“Are you going to the party tonight?”

“I was but apparently you can’t go alone.”

“You don’t have a date?” He asks, looking at me from looking at the floor.

“No one I wanted to ask.” I say Draco’s face comes to mind but that was a big no no.

“So umm would you like to go with me?” He asks, blushing.

“Sure.” I say smiling at him.

“Really?”

“Yeah, you're a nice person. I wouldn’t mind spending a night with you.”

“Thanks Y/N.” He says blushing.

“No problem.”

‘I’ll umm meet you in the courtyard after dinner.”

“Sure.” I say smiling at him.

With a read race he quickly scurries off making me laugh. I walk into my room with a new plan in mind.

I was going to get dressed in normal clothes but halfway through I couldn’t help but wonder if Draco would be there. I blush at the thought, hating now I was starting to look forward to seeing him.

Chewing my lip I looked at my clothes laid on the bed and decided to change plans. I wasn’t going to dress up for anyone. But this was a game right? I was meant to make him break down and fall for me.

I have to stop the twisted smile on my face wondering if maybe I should have been in Slytherin.

Giggling, I shrug and start to get dressed.

I didn’t have much time so I settled for ripped jeans, a tight t-shirt that showed off just the right amount of chest and some converse.

I penned my hair up in a clip leaving a bit out to frame my face and put on natural makeup except for my winged liner.

I winked at myself in the mirror, scratched my cat Hallow’s head and skipped out the door wondering what kind of trouble I could get into tonight.

Bouncing down the steps I was shocked to find Neville waiting for me by the fireplace. Him blushing when he saw me.

“Wow, you look great.”

“Aww thank you.” I say, smiling my head falling to the right.

“Are you ready to go? Harry and Ron already left.”

“Of course they did. Those two are gonna get each other into a lot of trouble one of these days.”

“Haven’t they already?” He asks, as we start walking out into the hallway.

“Yeah, they seem to every year.” I say, smiling at the thought of their antics.

Neville laughs nervously the rest of the walk to the party filled with easy small talk.

When we get to the party it’s in full swing. The twins were vetting people before they came inside. They also hand everyone a drink as soon as they come in.

“What is this?” I ask, looking at the shot. Whatever it was, the liquid moved inside it.

“A little of this.” One twin said.

“And a little of that.” The other one said.

“Will it make me forget tonight or do anything against my will?”

“No!” They both say looking shocked I would even ask.

“Fine. Bottoms up boys.” I say living the shot to them then knocking it back.

A sweet taste filling my mouth and running smoothly down my throat. It makes a warm feeling settle through my body.

“Great you have fun tonight.”

“Always.” I say winking at them and walking into the crowd of people. Neville right on my heels.

“Are you okay?” He asks me over the music.

“Yeah, why?” I ask, looking at him. Noticing how flushed his cheeks were.

“Your face is really red.”

“Yours too. Must be the drink.” I say shrugging, as the music grows louder.

“Yeah I’ll get you a drink.” He says, smiling, walking into the crowd.

I smile after him, Neville always seeming so sweet and cute.

“You came with Longbottom?” A familiar voice says, making me look up over my shoulder to see Draco standing there, drink in hand. A glare on his face.

His cheeks are just as red as apparently everyone else's.

“You like his bottom?” I ask, acting like I couldn’t hear him. Draco looked shocked and then angry at my question.

I giggle, it dies as soon as Pansy steps from behind him.

“Aww did you have to pay someone to come with you?” She smirks at me.

“No, if I ever do that I’ll be sure to ask you for tips.” I say, not surprised when she tries to step towards me. Draco stopped her.

“Gotta go. Tootles.” I say, getting ready to leave them two alone until warm lights flood the room. The twins climb onto a table getting everyone's attention.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you all for coming.” They say in unison.

“We can’t wait to start the games we have planned tonight.” They say making me roll my eyes at their dramatic flare.

“We hope you all came here with someone you liked because-.” They say looking at each other smirking.

“They are the one you will be staying with tonight.” They say clapping their hands on the word tonight.

The weight of something around my wrist makes me look down seeing a band wrapped around my wrist.

It was thin, gold and silver weaving around each other. It was kinda like a bangle only it had a chain attached. The chain only being six inches or so. The other end of the chain was connected to none other than Draco Malfoy.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I say the sound of voices murmuring through the room.

“Now now everyone, the overall game is simple. Play our games or tasks and win to gain keys. The more keys the more links on your chain. Once it reaches three feet the spell brakes. The last couple stuck together loses. Or wins.” The twins say bouncing between each other talking.

I sigh, looking at Draco then at them.

“I’m gonna kill ‘em.” I say, hearing a huff.

“This makes no sense. You two didn’t come together.” Pansy says.

“Clearly not. That’s the point. Whoever you were standing close to is who you are stuck with. I’m just glad it wasn’t you.” I say glaring at her.

“Now first task. Hold hands with your partner.” One of the twins says grinning.

Once again the mix of voices fill the room but soon people start holding hands, a soft popping sound being heard as another link adds to their chains.

“This is ridiculous.” Pansy says, grabbing her partner's hand. Some hufflepuff kid that looks terrified and maybe excited to be stuck with her.

Sighing I reach for Draco’s hand, him snatching it away from me only jerking my wrist up following his movements.

“What are you doing? I’m not holding hands with a filthy mudblood.” He spits at me.

“Well I hate to tell you it’s either do that or be stuck with me all night. Who knows maybe the rest of the year. George and Fred happen to enjoy these kinds of pranks.”

“Fine.” He glares.

“But don’t get any ideas.” He says slowly lowering his hand.

“I wouldn't dream of it, big boy.” I say, taking his hand in mine. A soft pop is heard, another link being added to our cuffs. The cuff grows half an inch. Each link is only that long.

‘Oh joy.’ I think, wondering how long I was going to be stuck with him at this rate.

I look at the crowd of people, some of them still holding hands others not telling me I could let go.

I open my grip, expecting my hand to fall but I’m stopped when Draco’s fingers lace with mine. I look up at him, but find him staring straight ahead like he has no idea what he just did.

“Who are you and what have you done with Draco Malfoy?” I whisper under my breath.

“Shut it.” He whispers back, making me blush.

I clench my jaw hoping he didn’t notice that it would look no different than my cheeks have all night.

Another round of pops fills the room as all the couples who let go of each other gain two links on their cuffs.

I can feel the smirk on my face from Draco making me glare up at him.

“Shut up.” I say sticking my tongue out at him, a cocky smile settling on his lips.

“Enjoy the party. We will give you your next task shortly.” The twins say disappearing.

“Oh my gosh really? That’s not fair!” Pansy says loudly.

“That’s my ear.” I say holding the ear she just screamed in.

“I’m going to find those two and-.” She mumbles going off into the crowd.

“She’ll never find them.” I say, more to myself than anyone.

“Lucky me.” Draco says, sounding annoyed.

“Well if you didn’t want to get stuck with me. Maybe you shouldn’t have been invading my space.” I say back at him.

He looks shocked for a second then sighs.

“Whatever.” He says, his forehead wrinkling up.

“I need a drink.” I sigh.

“Come on.” He says pulling me with him.

“Where are we going?” I say, having no choice but to follow him. I could drop our hands but I wasn’t about to lose two links.

“To get you a drink.” He says, not looking back at me.

“Okay?” I question, wondering why he was being nice.

I’m surprised to see the twins at the punch bowl chatting with a few other people. Neither of them have holding hand buddies. But no one around them seemed to mind.

“Ah, look who it is.” Fred I think says meeting my gaze.

“Shush.” I say, them snickering at my partner.

“I should have never come here tonight.” I say grabbing a cup to pour myself some punch.

“But you did.” Fred says.

“Now you're here.” George says, smirking.

“You two are both idiots.” Draco snaps.

“Calm down anger management.” I snap at him, elbowing him in the side.

“Only I can be me to my friends thank you.” I glare at him.

“Ahh enemies to lovers.” The twins say, nodding to each other.

“We can see it.” Fred says.

“We can.” George says.

“Why do you two have to talk in riddles?” I ask, looking at both of them.

They both shrug and grinning.

“Can we get our next task or whatever over with so I can go to bed?” I ask, not wanting to be here now that I was stuck to Draco all night.

Yes I wanted to win the bet and toy with him a bit but I didn’t want to be attached to him.

“Sure.”

“Whatever you say.” They say, disappearing.

“How do you stand them two?” Draco asks.

“They are funny.” I say shrugging trying to pour me a drink.

“Here.” Draco says holding my cup so it doesn't move then handing it to me.

“Thanks.” I say, taking it off the table and taking a drink.

“I’m surprised you would drink that. After the shot at the door.”

I shrug again.

“I’m already here. No point in worrying about it now.” I say, shifting my weight onto my left hip, making me bump shoulders with him.

“Sorry.” I say straightening back up.

He doesn't answer me. The twins appeared once again in the middle of the room.

“Alright everyone, next task. Show us your favorite couples pose. You have five minutes to decide. Choose wisely you’ll be like this for an hour.” They say, looking directly at me. A devilish grin on their faces.

I clench my jaw wishing I would have brought my wand to curse them.

Voices and music fills the room as people work everything out. Laughs mix in them, seeming to enjoy themselves.

“Oh my gosh come on.” I say dragging him with me.

I don’t give him time to respond as I walk towards the group of couches and chairs.

“I’m not standing for an hour.” I say to him watching the seats get filled up as others get the same idea as me.

Seeing a large chaise I rush towards it getting to it before anyone else.

“Sit.” I say looking at Draco, him looking me up and down.

“Please.” I say through gritted teeth.

“All you had to do was ask.” He says sitting down, our hands separating. It was clear that wasn’t the game we were trying to win anymore.

I watch Draco sit, him leaning back. I knock his legs apart as I climb onto the soft cushion, turn around and plant myself between his legs just as our timer goes off.

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moiravim · 10 months

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I Miss When We First Met: Chapter 7

YN Potter falls in love with Draco Malfoy. Along with that, her relationship with her brother, Harry begins to fall apart as she was sorted into Slytherin. Will Harry find out about the relationship between his enemy and his sister?

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By the time it was winter, very little had changed. You were planning on spending the holiday at Hogwarts.

Neville had invited you to spend the break with him and his grandmother, but you didn't want to get in the way of him and his life.

"YN, really... She said she'd love to meet you! Your my best friend." He tries to convince you.

"Neville, I want you to go and spend time with your grandma for the holidays. I'll be fine here." You respond, stubbornly.

He nods, responding; "okay... You'll be alright? I really would prefer if you came with..."

You started to feel guilty. He probably thought you didn't want to spend the holiday with him. Realistically, you were just anxious.

"Hmmm... I'll think about it". His face immediately lights up as you say this.

Neville spent the rest of the day trying to convince you, until you finally said yes.

You were horrified, but never continue to reassure you everything would go great.

And it did go great. When you got there, the atmosphere was very calming. It was completely different than the Dursley household.

You felt bad for not celebrating Christmas with the Dursleys, but you knew you'd be happier here. You also heard that Harry was staying at Hogwarts with Ron so that made you feel better.

Neville's grandma had been very sweet, and seemed extremely happy that you came which made you thankful you did.

You made sure to go shopping for gifts before Christmas. You found some things that could help him with his plants. After that you had bought plenty of expensive clothes and accessories, one of them being a golden lion pin.

You had plenty of money and wanted him to feel special this Christmas, as he was your only friend.

You debated buying something for Draco, but in the end decided not to. If he couldn't respect Neville, he didn't deserve your respect.

On Christmas day, Neville was completely overwhelmed by all the gifts you got him. He almost begged you to return some of it, but you responded by saying; "it's nothing. I have lots of money and nowhere to spend it. It'd be a pleasure to spend it on you".

The whole week had been nothing but fun, and you didn't want to go back.

On the first day back, you had seen Neville wearing one of his nice school uniforms you had bought him, as well as the golden lion pin clipped onto his tie.

"You look great!" You say as you walk to the Great Hall with eachother.

Although technically you were supposed to be sitting at the Slytherin table, you often sat at the Gryffindor table with Neville.

When your not sitting with Neville, your sitting near Draco. You feel the same safety eating by him than you did in the common room a few weeks ago.

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mrsriddlenott · 9 months

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~ Caught lll ~

Mattheo Riddle x Fem!reader

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Warnings:Language,Oral(m!receiving), Choking,Smut&Fluff,Aggressive Sex, Public Sex(kinda near the end), Pretty Much All Smut.

“Are you okay with this Princess?” Mattheo asked in a sigh as he removed his already unbuttoned shirt while walking towards you, “Maybe if they hear you screaming my name they’ll learn the importance of privacy. What do you think Baby?” He chuckled and smiled down at you, already knowing your answer as he lightly pushed you towards the glass door of the shower by your hips.

“Yes, I’m okay with it,” As soon as the words left your lips your back was being pushed against the cold glass as his lips attacked yours and his fingers fumbled with the buttons of your shirt before pulling it off and throwing it aside. As you reached for the buckle of Mattheo’s belt his lips started to roam up and down your neck before he chuckled against the bruised skin while grabbing your hands in one of his, stopping your actions.

“Did I tell you to do that yet Princess?” He asked, eyes locked onto yours as you shook your head no. “You know the rules Angel, speak when you’re spoken to,” His free hand snaked up from your hip to your neck in a flash as he spoke, “No Sir,” He smiled as you whispered your response before pulling you in by your neck to leave a soft kiss on your lips, “Mmmm…..I like Sir, you should use that more often.” He sighed and smiled as you batted your eyes up at him before speaking, “Only if you call me Angel more….Sir.”

Mattheo pulled your hands from his belt to pin them to the glass above your head as he hovered his lips above yours, “Anything for you Angel,” he whispered before slamming his lips into yours, dragging his tongue across your lower lip, begging for entrance as his hand left your neck to roam your body. He quickly tugged your skirt down and allowed it to bunch up on the ground, leaving you in your underwear before him before he pulled away from the kiss to admire your body, releasing your hands and leaning onto the countertop of the sink.

“Turn on the shower,” Mattheo demanded in a low voice as he brought his bottom lip between his teeth, letting his eyes wander down your body. You turned, feeling his eyes on you as you bent down, arching more than necessary to turn the knob to the perfect temperature. For a second you let the water wash over your shoulder as it fell from the head above you before turning back to Mattheo in the now see through material on your body.

“Fuck Princess,” He groaned with his eyes glued on the soaked white cotton on your chest, “The things you do to me,” He shook his head with a laugh as you batted your eyes at him teasingly. “What exactly is it that I do to you Mattheo?” You asked, feigning innocence as you bit your bottom lip, his eyes meeting yours as his dick twitched in his pants.

Mattheo chuckled softly as he slowly pushed himself from the countertop and approached you, reaching for your hand. “This is what you do to me,” He whispered as he pulled your hand to palm the bulge in his pants. “And this of course,” He sighed as he took your other hand and placed it on his chest above his raising heart.

You smiled up at him as you moved your hand along the hard bulge in his jeans, pulling a desperate moan close to a growl from him before he was gripping your throat tightly and pulling you in for a sloppy, unfocused kiss as your hand snaked around his neck to get lost in his hair. He groaned against your lips as you tugged on his curls before he spoke again, “Get on your knees for me please Baby,” He demanded with a wide smile and his forehead pressed against yours.

You slowly dropped to your knees, your hand trailing down his exposed torso as you did, letting your fingertips linger over his v-line, forcing a desperate sigh from him. You kept eye contact as you slowly started to unfasten his belt and zipper before he roughly took over, pulling his jeans and boxers down himself, “No time for teasing Princess,” Mattheo’s voice was desperate and demanding as he positioned himself in front of your lips.

You chuckled at his desperation as you pumped him slowly, spreading his pre-cum up and down his shaft. “You won’t be laughing in a second Angel, I can assure you of that.” He sighed out breathlessly before you licked up and down the slit on his tip, making him groan. You slowly took his head between your lips, sucking it softly and circling your tongue around it, as Mattheo watched you intently his dick twitch in your mouth from your maintained eye contact. You pulled away, still pumping him slowly before bringing your tongue to the base of his dick and trailing it up to his tip to take him in your mouth again. He hissed at the sensation, letting his head drop back, steading himself on the counter with one hand as he brought the other to tangle itself in your hair while you started to bob your head on him.

“Fuck Princess,” He sighed happily as you brought your hand up to pump what you couldn’t fit of him in your mouth, his hand in your hair guiding you up and down him at a steady pace. He moaned loudly as his tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly while he lightly thrusted himself in and out your mouth, making you gag around him.

“Fuck, get up here,” He sighed breathlessly as his hand that was tangled in your hair moved to grip your neck, pulling you roughly up to him and smashing his lips into yours. His tongue explored your mouth aggressively as his free hand immediately moved to unclasp your bra and yank your underwear down your legs. His lips trailed from yours to your jaw and down your neck as he threw your underwear aside with a smile. He left open mouthed kisses across your chest and collar bones, leaving as many marks as he wanted before bringing his tongue back up the length of your neck, “Get in.” He whispered against your ear before smacking your ass, making you yelp and jump slightly.

Mattheo followed you as you stepped into the warm water, almost immediately pinning you to the steamy tile wall as he slammed the fogged glass door shut behind him. His lips caught yours and your hands found his hair, tugging on it as he gripped your waist and roughly lifted you up to wrap your legs around his hips. He hastily lined himself up and slammed into with no warning as he held you against the wall with an arm behind your back.

He gripped your thigh as he let you adjust before pulling out and thrusting into you again, harder this time. His lips left yours as he leaned back to watch your face as his tip hit your g-spot repeatedly, your eyes falling shut as your hands moved to steady yourself on his shoulders had him thrusting into you faster and harder, watching as you fell apart on his dick, his name falling from your lips like a chant.

“Fuck I should have just fucked you on that desk and made sure they knew you were mine,” Mattheo growled as he moved his hand to hold you up by both your hips, pulling you under the water as he brought you down on his dick over and over, your wet bodies smacking together as he hit angles he’d never imagined before. His mouth attached itself to the front of your neck as your head fell back into the water screaming his name in pleasure as you came around him for the first time in weeks.

He lifted you up by your hips, waiting only a second before bringing them back down still; your grip on his shoulders tightened as his lips sucked and bit at your neck while you moaned his name. “That’s what I wanna hear Angel,” He whispered before catching your lips with his, his tongue exploring your mouth and muffling your whimpers of pleasure as he plowed into you, helping you ride out your high.

You both moaned into each other’s mouth as you clenched and squirmed around him, nails digging into his shoulders, leaving marks as you bucked your hips to match his thrusts. He picked up the pace of his thrusts as your muscles shook and your back arched away from the water, “Fuck Mattheo,” He chuckled at your breathless moaning as his hands on your hips gripped harder, surely leaving marks behind. His thrust’s became irregular and sloppy as he shoved your body against the wall again, thrusting into you one last time before he was tensing and shaking slightly as he came inside of you.

You both breathed slowly as Mattheo held you up, pulling you forward into a hug, staying inside of you, kissing your cheeks and neck while you both smiled at each other. “Come here, lemme get you cleaned up Angel,” He sighed as he lifted you off of him, softly placing you on your feet and keeping a strong arm around your waist to keep you up on your weak legs.

Mattheo leaned forward, kissing up your shoulder and neck as he grabbed your body wash from behind you, putting a generous amount on your chest and using his hand to lather it around your body, paying extra attention to your boobs and ass making you both fall into fits of laughter. By the time Mattheo decided you were both clean enough to exit the shower, the water was going cold and the towels on the rack were damp with steam.

Mattheo cracked the door open slightly to check your dorm for your friends as you dried yourself off the best you could, “Finally,” He sighed as he came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and shaking his wet hair over you as he buried his face in your neck, laughing at your annoyance. “Mattheo!” You lightly scolded through laughs before he picked you up from behind, spinning around and carrying you to your bed.

“How about round two Baby?” He asked through a smile as he dropped you on your comforter, closing the curtains around you as he crawled over you slowly, his lips connecting to your exposed skin everywhere they could reach before letting his tongue graze over the areas slowly. “Didn’t you say no teasing?” You giggled as his eyes flicked up to yours before going silent at the look he gave you while he began slowly moving up your body to hold himself up with one hand beside your head, as the other surrounded your neck.

“Hmmm….what was that Angel?” He asked with a smirk and tilt of his head, his grip on your neck tightening slightly, “Answer wisely if you’d like to cum again any time soon Princess,” He chuckled down at you as you squirmed and squeezed your thighs together at his words before finally finding yours, “No-nothing Sir,”

“Smart girl,” Mattheo chuckled while he leant down to catch your lips in his, kissing you slowly as he opened your legs with his knee before leaning back and grabbing your hips to line himself up at your entrance. He slowly pushed himself back inside of you as he leaned forward to kiss you softly, taking both of your hands in each of his and pressing them to the bed next to your head. “I’m gonna fuck you until you can barley speak,” He chuckled distractedly as he buried his face in your neck, slowly pulling himself out and pushing himself back in at a steady pace as you wiggled below him. His slow thrusts were driving you crazy as you whimpered and whined while clenching yourself around him, his tongue and teeth on your neck sending shivers straight to your core as he slowly fucked you.

You gripped at his hands in yours as you desperately bucked your hips onto his, “Faster Mattheo please,” you whined as he pulled his face away from your neck to look you in the eyes, laughing slightly at your fucked state. “Okay Baby, on one condition….you keep your eyes open and on me, can you do that for me Beautiful?” He asked as he stilled inside of you, making you whimper as you nodded your head and agreed as he laughed at your desperation.

“Yes, yes, please Mattheo,” your whines were cut off as he roughly pulled out of you and rammed back into you, sending you slightly up the mattress as he pulled out and repeated his actions while you screamed in pleasure. His eyes bore into yours as he removed his hands from your grip to pull you back to him by your waist, fucking into you even harder as your legs and arms wrapped around him and your nails drug down his back, pulling a moan from the back of his throat.

He steadied himself with both his hands on either side of you as he hovered his face above yours with a smile, his tip grazing your cervix with each hard thrust making your eye contact harder and harder to keep as you fought the urge to let your head fall back. The creaks of your bed and your shared moans as he rolled his hips in and out of you drowning the sound of your door being opened and three sets of shoes entering after it.

“Are you guys finally done yet or what?” Draco’s annoyed voice echoed through your dorm outside of the hangings of your bed as Mattheo gave you a devilish smile before pounding into you even harder, forcing out a pornagraphic moan as he watched you with a grin.

“You guys are like rabbits I swear,” Blaise spoke, the smirk evident in his voice as Mattheo sped up his actions even more, leaning forward and connecting your bodies as he placed his sweaty forehead to yours. The bed began to shake and hit the wall as your moans blended together, both of you silently praying the curtains stayed closed as he fucked you into the mattress.

You finally caved and let yourself shut your eyes as your head fell back against your pillow, Mattheo’s thrusts directly into your g-spot making it impossible to follow his order as you began to come undone on his dick. He brought his lips to your neck, muffling his own moans while sucking and biting your skin as you clenched around him, screaming his name as you came together. The sound of the door closing loudly made you both giggle as Mattheo collapsed on top of you, catching his breath as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Don’t think you’re gonna get away with disobeying me just because that was the best sex we’ve ever had,” He sighed breathlessly into your neck before biting it aggressively, making you buck forward on him again.

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strawbsstarz · 19 days

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Sunday Mornings: Draco Malfoy x reader

fluff fluff fluff!!!!!!!!!

Being a Malfoy meant being busy. Draco's childhood consisted of schedules on top of schedules, especially when he went home during the holidays. His parents were so influential in the wizarding world that his attendance in every tea party, every ball, and every dinner was a must. When the socializing season was over, he still wasn't free. His schedules consisted of horse riding, lessons upon lessons about the family history, taxes, basically everything he needs in order to become the successor. Lucius was, at first adamant with Draco's lessons, he wanted him to start as early as possible. However, his original plan was interrupted by his wife. Narcissa had somehow managed to convince her husband to wait a couple years more, wanting to allow Draco to be a kid for as long as possible without interfering with the duties he had to do.

Even as Draco moved to Hogwarts, he kept himself busy. He grew accustomed to his previous years of busy schedules and appointments, that it felt so empty without it. This new freedom he has makes its presence known the first week of the school year.

There's no doubt Draco was excited about Hogwarts and finally being able to learn magic, but he didn't expect it to be so....relaxed? He was busy with classes for half the day, yes, but what else was he supposed to do in between? What else could he do before lunch? dinner? At first he found himself sharing his free time teasing the other kids with his friends but it made him feel so unproductive. It made him feel like he was behind schedule by a long mile, and he didn't know how to spend his time wisely.

He tried to go to the library, researching more about previous topics he's learned from before, but it was all the same. He already knew the information these library books had to offer to him. He felt restless and uneasy, having nothing to do, that was until he met you.

It was so baffling to Draco, the first time he saw you, how instead of being productive and studying, doing your work, he found you sprawled on the Slytherin common room couch cuddled up in a blanket peacefully slumbering.

Is she mad? He thought to himself. He knelt down next to you and shook you, asking you what you were doing. You woke up disoriented squinting up at him,

"napping?" You said with a groggy voice before pressing your head once more on top of your arm to return to the sweet dream you were having, "just give me five more minutes..."

Draco stared blankly at you. How can you waste such precious time by going to bed? It wasn't even curfew yet, in fact, it was hours before curfew.

When you were awake and conscious of your surroundings, Draco didn't find you half as bad as he thought he would. You were sweet with a lot of spunk to you. He found you so admirable, so chaotic, so free, and before he knew it, he was tripping and falling for you.

He could never thank you enough for everything he's felt and done when he's with you. Two years of dating and you still surprise him. Even though you found similarities in one another, you still were in some way complete opposites. You were the type of person to go with the flow, to wing it. Draco needed a schedule, he needed reassurance of how his day will be.

On Saturday nights you always spend the night in his private dorm. It took so long for you to convince him to have a free day. It took many kisses to persuade him to at the very least stay in bed with you. Often you'd groan about being cold in the mornings needing his arms around you. He knew that you knew that he couldn't ever resist you. He knew that you would always monopolize this very fact to make him cuddle you for a half hour more before he had to leave to start his day. He always groaned, and complained how needy you were, but he would always kiss your forehead right after, tightening his grip on your waist and pulling you closer nonetheless.

Without you in his life, Draco would have never truly felt the bliss of naps, lazy days and staying in bed doing nothing. He loves waking up to the smell of your hair, to your soft breathing, still asleep. He loves your arms that drape around his waist while you're snuggled up against his chest. He always felt his heart squeezed every Sunday morning at the sight of you. He would rub small circles around your back, or gently play with your hair while he waits for you to wake up.

After a couple of minutes he knows you're awake, but you refuse to look at him, refuse to open your eyes. A small smile falls on his face, because he knows that your little negotiation every Sunday morning would start if you opened your eyes. He doesn't say anything, though. He just lets you think that he hasn't noticed your consciousness yet, but you know. You know he's aware of it, which all the more makes your lips curl up into a smile, snuggling closer to him. He chuckles at the action before placing a kiss to the top of your head, an act of affection that's full of love.

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vanishingcherry · 2 years

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slytherin pt. 2

draco x reader

words: 5.8k

warnings: swearing, death, kissing (please comment if you see any other)

summary: you are harry’s younger sister, and got sorted into slytherin

a/n: thank you so much for 400 followers and 2k notes on part 1. im still new to writing so i tried my best, hopefully you like it! this is genuinly the longest thing i have ever written lmao (i havn’t double checked it, so if there are any mistakes please tell me)

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Your fourth year passed the same as the previous ones, your only comfort being that you actually had people to talk to now. With Draco Malfoy as your friend, the other Slytherins started to accept you, and instead of Harry ignoring you, it was the opposite way around this time.

Under Sirius’s instructions, he was trying to talk to you and understand where you had gone over the summer, but you avoided him completely, figuring he should have a taste of his own medicine.

Although Professor Umbridge was more often than not a pain in the ass, being in Slytherin meant that you got special privileges, later even joining the Inquisitorial Squad with Draco.

Around halfway through the year, you were walking through the courtyard when an owl flew down to you, sitting on your hand. It had an envelope with it and u quickly took it from him, frowning. You never got mail. Who would you even get mail from?

You rushed back in to your dorm before tearing open the envelope. It was a letter. Your eyes drop to the bottom of the page and you blink, not believing who it was that sent you the letter. Lucius Malfoy? Draco’s dad?

You skim through the letter, putting it down in shock when you realise what exactly it was that he wanted. You sat on your bed, taking in a few deep breathes as you thought it through.

Talking to Voldemort, or as the letter said ‘The Dark Lord’ would be different to say the least. He had tried to kill your brother, multiple times, he was supposed to be your enemy. Supposed to.

Everyone else had thrown you away, no one cared, no one except Draco and his family. You were scared, you knew that if you declined, there was a possibility they throw you out too. You couldn’t deal with the thought of that, having to leave again, having no where to go.

You quickly unrolled some parchment, writing a quick reply asking when and where you would be meeting Voldemort. You hurriedly sent it off when you heard Draco coming up the stairs, remembering the underlined note at the bottom of the letter saying that he mustn’t know.

“You okay?” Draco walks in to your room, immediately flopping on your bed.

“Yeah sorry, just finishing some homework.”

---

The year continues and you go back to Malfoy Manor with Draco during winter break. A few days into the vacation, you’re looking for a book in their massive library when Draco’s father comes up to you.

“Ready to meet the Dark Lord?” Startled, you turn around and see him looking at you expectantly, waiting for an answer.

“Right now?”, you question.

“Yes. Follow me.” He turns around and walks away briskly, you blink a few times before following, walking fast to catch up to him. Mr. Malfoy had sent a letter back, saying that you would be meeting him during the winter break and that you were expected to come back with Draco, but you presumed it would be later in the month, not so soon.

You end up at the basement, and Mr. Malfoy guides you through to a surprisingly lavish room. Right in the center stood the Dark Lord, Voldemort. You heard the door close behind you and realised that you were now alone with him.

You stood by the door, watching as he walks towards you.

“Y/N. Harry Potter’s sister.” he says in a whispery drawl.

You almost scoff. Even standing in front of Voldemort, Harry was all the mattered.

“You ran, left them. Why?”

You don’t say anything for a couple minutes, unsure of how you should reply. “They didn’t care about me, so I stopped caring about them.”

He doesn’t reply, instead stares at you for a couple seconds. Within the blink of an eye, a chair appears in front of you.

“Sit.” He waits for you to follow his order. “I will be reading your mind. You will not attempt to block me out in any way or form.”

Without waiting for confirmation of any sort, he raises his hand above your head and you feel your eyes get heavy.

You are back in Grimmauld Place. The scene before you has a hazy quality, everything was brighter, shinier. In front of you is Harry and Sirius hugging, both looking extremely happy as everyone ignored you.

It changes, now it’s a scene where you hide behind the kitchen door, trying to hear about their plans.

“Someone needs to be there constantly to protect it.”

“He’s definitely going to go after it.”

The door opens before you can hear anything else, and the faces of everyone staring at you from the table swirls into something else. The moment you left, the moment you decided it was enough.

“Look Y/N, maybe it would be best if you just ate somewhere else. Your place it over there near the sink, you can go eat in the living room.” It was Harry.

“What?”

“Y/N please just leave, we need to talk about stuff and you can’t listen to it.”

“‘Cause I’m a Slytherin? I thought family was more important that your fucking house.”, you shout at him, an incredulous expression on your face.

“No one here likes you. Can’t you see that? God, life would have been much easier if you’d never been born.” he yells at you.

When you open your eyes again, you aren’t in the basement anymore. You are back in your room, Draco sitting next to you, waiting for you to wake up.

He realises you’ve woken up and immediately smiles, helping you sit up against the headboard.

“Are you okay? Father said you fainted in the library, he found you on the floor.”

“Uh- yeah, yeah. Sorry my head is just hurting a bit. I’m fine.”

“Here”, he turns away, picking up a glass of water and a tablet from his side table, “have this.”

“Thanks.”

---

The rest of your school year was uneventful in comparison to the summer break. When Dumbledore left, things got much better for Slytherins, and Hogwarts became much more enjoyable. Being in the Inquisitorial Squad meant that rules such as “6 feet apart” didn’t apply to you, and you found yourself spending almost every waking moment with Draco.

You spent a lot of time studying, him preparing for OWLs and you finishing up homework. Sometimes you caught him staring at you, smirking and whispering a “nothing” when you asked him what was wrong.

You weren’t sure if it was because the amount of time you were spending together or something else entirely, but you found yourself staring at Draco a lot too. The only difference being that you were careful and he never caught you. His hair looked much better and for some reason you felt kind of happy when you saw the other girls jealously looking at you walk with him.

One night, you were sitting near the lake when you saw Draco’s father apparate in the distance. You got up and walked there, wondering how it was even possible. When you got close enough, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the forest.

“Come with me. The Dark Lord requires it.”

“What? I can’t right now, someone’s going to look for me.”

“I’ll handle it, try not to puke.”

“Wha-” You were cut off by him apparating, taking you with him. You ended up at the ministry, walking behind Mr. Malfoy once again. It brought a sense of deja vu, but at that point you were just glad you didn’t puke, even though you really wanted to.

He left you in a dark room, and told you to wait for him to come back. Confused, you ask, “Wait but you said that the Dark Lord wanted to see me.”

“No, I said he wanted you here.” With that, he apparates away, leaving you alone for a solid hour. You sit down, leaning against the wall and try to find something to occupy yourself with. Soon enough, that turns into you subconsciously smiling when you remember a joke Draco had made earlier in the day.

All of a sudden, you see a bunch of Death Eaters fly in, when they land and turn back into humans, you realise they had people with them. Squinting your eyes to get a better look, you realise it was Harry and his friends, almost everyone he was close with was there.

You were hidden behind a rock, so they couldn’t see you, but you could see them clear as day, none of them had their wands and they were stuck, squirming in the grasp of the Death Eaters who held them.

Harry was in the center, Mr. Malfoy in front of him, waiting for Harry to hand over an orb of some sort. However, before Harry gives it to him, flashes of white enter from the roof. You realise that it is the Order of the Pheonix, immediately starting a fight with the Death Eaters.

You quickly duck behind the rock, avoiding spells and curses being shot in every direction. You still didn’t understand why you had to be here, why did the Dark Lord want you here.

Nonetheless, you stay hidden, not like you could leave anyways, you hadn’t yet learnt how to apparate. You see Sirius dueling a Death Eater whose name you didn’t know come closer. You duck right on time, narrowly missing a Cruciatus curse that flew above your head. Unfortunately, you weren’t able to muffle a small surprised whimper and when Sirius knocked out the Death Eater, he walked around the rock and saw you.

Getting up immediately, you get your wand out, taking a step back,

“Y/N”, he whispers, “Why are- how are you here. You have to leave, come with me.” He puts his want down, coming closer to you.

“Don’t- don’t come closer”, you say, still holding your wand out in front of you.

“I’m- we’re sorry Y/N. Look I promise you won’t get in trouble, just come with me, it’ll be okay.”, he calmly says, taking small steps towards you.

“Stop. You’re lying, you don’t- no one cares about me. They care-”, you point to Draco’s dad and all the other death eaters fighting, “- they accepted me when you didn’t.”

“Y/N, this isn’t what your parents would’ve wanted for you. They aren’t good people, they hurt others.”

“You hurt me. You and everyone else hurt me. They didn’t. You, you and Harry and everyone else, you are the bad guys.” You are shouting at this point, tears falling down your cheeks.

Sirius looked around in desperation, trying to find someone who could help him convince you, but everyone else was busy, fighting.

When he looks back at you, he says a small sorry before hitting you with a spel you had never heard of. It was too fast for you to put up a shield and you felt yourself getting drowsy, falling to the floor. Just before you close your eyes, you see a bright green light hit Sirius, he crumples to the ground just as you go unconscious.

---

When you wake up, you find yourself back in your room. The one in Grimmauld Place. Blinking a few times before getting up, you change into the clothes places on your blanket. You squint at all the light and realise that it was the middle of day, the blinds were wide open. You quickly closed them before leaving the room, carefully making your way down the stairs.

You wanted to leave, but you were too tired, decided to take your chances with everyone else. You go downstairs and see that everyone is eating lunch. Harry is no where to be seen and everyone is more or less silent.

Molly Weasley, Ron’s mom, notices you and tells you to sit down, setting a plate full of food in front of you, waiting until you were done eating to start talking.

“I’m glad you are okay darling, we were all very worried.”

You nod, still confused, wondering why everyone was being nice to you.

You were in the corner, putting away your plate when Harry walks in. Turning around, you see him look at you before looking away, ignoring your existence. You turn back, closing the cupboard before heading up to your room. Just as you are about to leave the door, he grabs your wrist, you stop, knowing very well what was coming.

“This is all your fault.”

“Of course it is”, you reply back with sarcasm, rolling your eyes. “Nothing can ever be your fault can it? Always my fucking fault.”

“Sirius is de- he’s gone because of you. You- you killed him.”

“Yeah Harry. I’m the one that shot the killing curse at him. Sure!” You were tired of this, trying to pull your arm out of his grasp.

“What did you tell them. You’re the one who told them everything didn’t you? A fucking traitor.”

“That’s no ones fault but your own. Maybe if you had enough decency to treat your own sister as a human this wouldn’t have happened.” Quickly, you snatch your arm out and leave before he can talk to you again.

Rolling your eyes, you leave again, climbing up the stairs, feeling the deja vu. Something about that kitchen and you being in it must bring out the anger in Harry.

Grabbing a few galleons you found on the table in the room next door, you leave out the window once more. Funny, you’d thought they would at least be smarter to give you a different room.

You take the Knight Bus to Diagon Alley, and once you get there, you get a room at the inn before renting an owl from the post office. You send a quick letter to Draco, explaining that you had been taken back to Grimmauld Place and were now in Diagon Alley. You hoped that the letter would reach Draco and not anyone else, giving it to the owl before heading back to the room to rest for the night.

The next morning you head down to Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour to get some breakfast, treating yourself. You see someone reading the Daily Prophet and find out that Dumbledore was back and Umbridge had been removed, returning to her job in the Ministry.

When you get back to the lobby, you are informed that someone came looking for you and is in your room. Taking out your wand you cautiously walk up, letting out a huge sigh of relief when you see that it is Draco.

“Oh thank god.” He immediately pulls you in for a tight hug, giving a small kiss to your hair as he keeps you in his arms, not letting you move.

A couple minutes later he moves back, still holding on to your arms. “Are you okay? What happened?”

“I- Yeah. I- we- I was back at Grimmauld Place, I just left.”

“Did they hurt you? What happened? Father he- he said that you were with him and then you ran or like left and he couldn’t find you. He’s mad, he doesn’t want me to be near you.”

“I- He took me to the ministry. I was in this room and there were all these Death Eaters and they had Harry and all his friends and then Sirius and Remus and all of them came and started fighting.”

“What? Why were you with him there? Did he force you?”

“No, I uh, I talked to the dark lord during the summer brea-”

“What.”

“- I told him everything. He like looked at my memories and found out about Harry and Sirius and everything”, you continued, ignoring his interruption. You kept your eyes on the floor, not wanting to see his disappointment.

When he didn’t reply, you looked up, seeing that he was just staring at you. You couldn’t read his expression. “I’m sorry.”

“Why didn’t you tell me. I promised you that you would be safe at my house and you- you should’ve told me.” His voice was soft, but you could tell he wasn’t sure what to do, trying to hide his disappointment.

“You couldn’t have done anything. The dark lord would have done it anyways.”

“Stop- stop calling him that. He’s not your Dark Lord, just, just call him anything else.”

“‘K, sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

The two of you sit on the bed, he made sure to hold your hand in an attempt to show you that he wasn’t mad, just didn’t know what to do next. You knew as well as him that you couldn’t go back to Malfoy Manor. Thankfully you had enough money to last a couple weeks before you would go back to school.

“I- I care about you.” You can barely hear him, but it breaks the silence and for a second you’re confused.

“I care about you too?”

“No, not in a friend way, in- like a- I don’t know, a more than friends way.”

You are speechless. Did he really think that way? All this time? Did you think that way? Every single thought you’ve ever had about Draco goes through your head in a split second. All those times you’d looked at him, all the times you’d caught him looking at you. The way you smiled when he entered a room, the way he made your day brighter the moment he walked through your dorm door in the morning so that you could walk to breakfast together. He helped with homework, he let you talk and talk for hours without interrupting.

You remember all the times he has smiled, and how him smiling just cant help but make you happy. All the times he was sad, and how that made you sad. All of it results in a single realisation to dawn upon you. You liked him. Maybe even more than that, but you wouldn’t let yourself think that far.

“I’m sorry- shit. I- just forget I said anything it doesn’t matter.” He says hastily, getting up and smoothening his shirt. You didn’t realise you had been silent for more than a minute, blinking when you hear his voice, spanning out of your haze. “I’m just going to go then, you can send a le-”

“I care about you in a more than friends way too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

He slowly broke out into a smile that covered his entire face. His eyes widened in disbelief and he almost laughed, so happy that his feelings were reciprocated.

You smile too, feeling giddy on the inside and outside. Before you knew it, he had grabbed your cheeks and kissed you.

You had never been kissed before, it was a surprise, but a welcome one. After the initial shock you kissed back, your arms wrapping behind his neck, pulling him in. What felt like hours later, you moved away, breathing hard, you were sure your lips were red but at that moment, nothing mattered, nothing except Draco.

Neither of you could stop smiling, staring at each other, memorising every inch of your faces, before leaning back in for a small kiss and repeating the cycle. He left later that night, promising to return soon. You would spend your nights waiting for him, finishing homework and buying everything you needed for your next year at Hogwarts. It would be a lot harder, granted, but with Draco officially being your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but wait for the year the start.

---

All of Draco’s so called “friends” were now spying on him, making sure that you and him weren’t seen together. They would report back to his father in a moment if you were caught. You were disappointed when Draco told you, the last night before you boarded the Hogwarts Express, but the two of you decided to stay together anyways, neither of you were new to sneaking around.

It made dating so much harder, and you were cursing yourself for not realising this last year, but it is what it is, and the two of you tried your best. You would often meet in the middle of the night in an empty classroom or the room of requirement. Draco had been spending a lot more time there, he claimed that it helped calm him down so you were more than happy when he asked you to go down there for the first time.

The room was extremely cluttered, with small items found in every corner. There was a small sofa where the two of you would sit and talk, away from any prying eyes. Occasionally, you would spend the night there, falling asleep together on the sofa only to hurriedly sneak back to your dorms in the early hours of the day.

One day, you decided to see what the room of requirement would look like if Draco wasn’t with you. You went during a free lesson and waited as the door opened. When you walked in, you realised that it was the exact same as all the times you spent with Draco. You look around a bit and notice a huge cupboard where the sofa usually was. When you walk to the other side, you see Draco.

He’s holding out his wand, whispering a spell and aiming it at the cupboard. He stops halfway through when he sees you.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” He sounds shocked, talking fast to cover up whatever it was that you just saw. You open your mouth to reply but then notice something dark on his wrist. His sleeves had been rolled up and you quickly walk forward, grabbing his arm and flipping it, letting out a small gasp when you realise what it was. The dark mark.

“Draco.”

“I’m sorry. They made me. I’m- I have to find a way to get them in Hogwarts. I’m a death eater.” He talks fast, trying to get the words out, wanting you to hear everything before you left, or at least tried leaving.

“You’re what? Are you serious? Draco tell me you’re joking.”

He looks down, staring at his shoes to avoid your glare.

“You can’t actually be working for him. You could die!” You stare at him, worry and anger completely taking over your facial features.

He looks up. “Like you didn’t? You worked for him too, you almost died too.”

“That- that was a mistake and you know that Draco. I didn’t have much of a choice.”

“And I do?”

You open your mouth to reply but pause, knowing that if he had said no to the Dark Lord, he probably would have been killed. Draco catches your hesitation and closes his eyes for a second, calming down.

“See. I don’t, I’m stuck in this whether I- we like it or not.”

You nod and Draco quickly gives you a hug, kissing your shoulder over your t-shirt, promising you that it would be fine, he would stay safe.

You were worried out of your mind most of the time, watching him from a distance every time he would make an excuse to his friends, walking away and heading to the corridor that would take him to the room of requirement.

One night, you are walking through the hallways at night, when you see Draco. He wasn’t heading to the room of requirement, but somewhere else. Curious, you followed him. He stops around a corner and starts talking. You poke your head around the corner and realise that it was Bellatrix. It has worked, he had done it. Stifling a gasp, you turned, back pressed against the wall as they kept moving, towards Dumbledore’s office.

You wait outside, hidden in the darkness when all of a sudden the door opens and Draco comes out. Waiting for a few moments, you walk to him when no one else comes out. He was panting, holding his head in his arms as he walked around in circles. He looks up when he hears you, immediately tensing up in shock.

“You cant be here”, he whispers in an urgent tone, “you have to leave before-”

The door behind him opens again, and out comes Bellatrix, Draco’s dad and two more death eaters whose names you didn’t know.

“Shit.”

Bellatrix smirked when she saw you, walking towards you and grabbing your wrist, her nails digging into your skin.

“What made you think you could leave the great da-”

“Leave her alone.”

Looking behind her, you realise that it was Mr. Malfoy who has spoken. Bellatrix looks you up and down before releasing your wrist, leaving a couple drops of your blood behind from where her nails pierced through. She glares at Draco’s dad while leaving, forcing Draco and the other two death eaters to follow her.

You are left once more with Lucius Malfoy and he walks closer, lifts his chin up and looks down at you.

“The Dark Lord has decided to forgive you. Be thankful. Stay out of our way.” Within a second, he leaves, following his son out the room.

An hour later you were standing outside, beside Draco as everyone mourned the death of Albus Dumbledore

---

6th year. You were constantly on edge. Part of you was glad that you had been “forgiven” by Voldemort, at least you weren’t being tortured like all of Harry’s old friends. On the other hand, you were guilty, knowing that the only reason you were safe is because everyone thought you sided with him. You didn’t, you were scared and wanted to be safe. That’s all.

Snape became the headmaster and death eaters became the teachers. All you learnt was dark spells, with the occasional practical lesson where you would be forced to use what you learnt on the first and second year students. Every single time that happened, you found yourself back at your dorm, sobbing as Draco sat next to you, rubbing your back at an attempt to consolidate you.

He hated seeing you sad, knowing that he was partially the reason this was happening. You felt worse, wondering if you had just sucked it up and stayed at Grimmauld Place, this never would have happened.

Since you and Draco could openly date now, he was constantly kissing or touching you in some way or form. Whether it be holding hands or just his hand on your leg, he made sure you knew that he was there. And you were grateful. You weren’t sure how you would’ve made it through your 6th year without him. Often, you would help him study for his NEWTS, him returning the favour by helping you with your homework.

Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors would often stare at the both of you, sending looks of annoyance and hate, but as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t do anything.

“Just ignore them darling.”, Draco said one night when you told him about it. “They don’t understand. Even if we try to explain they won’t listen.”

You were discussing something you had heard from Pansy when a couple 5th years knocked on your dorm door.

“The headmaster requires everyone’s presence.”

Frowning, you and Draco get up, smoothening out your robes before heading out, joining the other Slytherins preparing to head downstairs. All four houses were stood there together, waiting for what Snape had to say.

“If anyone knows about the whereabouts of Harry Potter, step forward. Now.”

Murmurs break out all over. Harry Potter? Here? You stay silent, Draco was confused as well, so it was obvious something was wrong.

Just as Snape starts to threaten everyone once more, you see a student run out and stand in the middle. Upon close inspection, you realise that it was Harry. He was here?

Snape takes out his wand and points it as Harry, but before he has the opportunity to say a spell, almost every single Gryffindor comes and stands in front of him.

Behind you, the doors open and you find yourself looking at the Order of the Pheonix, you also go and stand in front. Essentially, Harry had almost 50 people between himself and Snape.

Professor Snape is still, figuring out what to do when you see Professor McGonagall move out and point her wand at Snape.

They break out into a duel, spells flying as all the students, including you, duck and stay on the side. Ultimately, Snape gives in, leaving through the window as McGonagall smiles in pride.

You grasp onto Draco’s hand as the entire hall breaks into talk, celebrating the fact that Snape was gone. All of a sudden, a girl from Hufflepuff screams, covering her ears. Soon everyone else can hear it too. Voldemort.

“Give me Harry Potter.” Voldemort repeats that again and again, promising safety and mercy to everyone should it be done before the clock strikes midnight.

You hear a fellow housemate in front of you complain after Voldemort is done.

“Just give him to Voldemort. What does he even matter.”, she shrieks.

All the other houses protest immediately, throwing insults your way as McGonagall tries to restore decorum. When she finally succeeds, she provides a solution. A solution to her anyway.

“The Slytherins are to be sent to the dungeon.” Professor McGonagall announces. Her statement is followed by another round of applause from all the other houses. Your house is forced down, following Filch, back to your common room as everyone else prepares to fight. Partially, you were glad, you knew that if you were up there, you and Draco would have been forced to fight. You prefer the scorn of your school compared to the thought that Draco might get hurt.

The blasts and shouting could be heard all the way in the dungeon. Most of you sat in the common room, waiting for someone to come get you, waiting for some news. You and Draco are sitting together on the couch, you resting your head on his shoulder as you watch the flames dance in front of you.

A while later, everything went silent, everyone looked to the door expectantly. Filch came a few minutes later and the Slytherins were let out of the dungeon, and you grabbed Draco’s and and ran, getting back up to ground level.

You head to the Great Hall, seeing dozens of students injured, some even dead. Stifling a sob when you see a couple friends lying in the stretchers, you run away, not wanting to look at all the blood and gore anymore. Draco follows, letting you cry into his shoulder as he keeps kissing your forehead, feeling the exact same thing as you. Not 5 minutes later, you hear a bunch of people leaving the hall.

Walking outside to see what was going on, you gape when you realise that it was Harry in Hagrid’s arms. He wasn’t moving, he looked dead. Next to him was Voldemort, laughing as he celebrated the death of the only person who could kill him.

Spotting you and Draco, he beckons the two of you to his side. Draco moves almost immediately, not wanting to anger the dark lord.

“What are you-”

“Come with me.”

Feeling the gaze of everyone on your back, you follow Draco, quietly joining the ranks of death eaters. The dark lord stops Draco, giving him an awkward hug as you watch with bated breath, before releasing him and letting him walk and stand beside you.

As Voldemort continues his monologue, Draco slips his hand between yours, and you grasp on to his hand tightly, conveying to him every single emotion you were feeling at that moment.

“It’s okay. We’ll be fine.” He tries his best to be reassuring, but you can hear the tremble in his voice.

He turns to you, about to add more, but all of a sudden theres a lot of commotion at the front. You stand on your toes, trying to see what was happening.

“Oh my god.” Harry was alive, blasting spells everywhere, trying to run from Voldemort who was sending just as many back at him.

Everyone scatters, death eaters attempting to help Voldemort as all your classmates from Hogwarts do their best to stop them. You feel Draco nudging your shoulder through all the chaos.

“Come, now’s our chance, we have to go.”

“We have to help them fight.” You respond stubbornly, wanting to stop anyone else from dying.

“They don’t want our help. There’s nothing we can do, we have to leave, now.”

You look back, seeing everyone fighting, Hogwarts burning behind them. Then you look at Draco, his eyes are urging you to accept his outstretched hand. He looks back at his parents, who are waiting for the two of you to join them and leave.

Closing your eyes for a second, you place your hand in his and then run with him, catching up to his parents before apparating away, back to Malfoy Manor where you would be safe and happy, with Draco.

---

10 years later...

You follow Draco through King’s Cross, holding on to your son’s hand as Draco holds on to your daughter’s. He’s pushing her trunk in front of him, looking back occasionally to make sure you hadn’t gotten lost.

There were hundreds of wizards and witches on the platform, half of them crying and waving as their children board the Hogwarts Express. Draco quickly places the trunk in a pile near the train and walks back to you.

Your daughter is almost jumping in excitement, quickly saying bye to the two fo you before running into the train. You roll your eyes and smile, walking towards the train and talking to her through the window.

“Remember to write okay? We’ll send you letters every week, and remember to go to all your classes and if you feel even a little bit sick go to-”

“Yes mum, Madam Pomfrey, you’ve told me already.”

“Ok good and remember-”

“I remember, don’t worry. I want to go find somewhere to sit now.”

“Ok then, bye, we’ll see you during winter break.”

“Bye mum! Bye dad!”, she shouts, looking behind you and waving at your husband. Without any hesitation, she runs away, looking for people to make friends with.

You chuckle before heading back to Draco, who has your son in his arms. The two of you stay on the platform, watching as the train rolls out of the station.

“We did good.”, you whisper.

“Yeah.” he replies, looking down at your son and then back at your daughter through the window. “We did.”

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Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus:

Percy Jackson

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Nico Di Angelo

Will Solace

Annabeth Chase?

Piper Mclean?

Magnus Chase:

Magnus Chase

Alex Fierro

Samirah Al-Abbas?

Hearthstone

Blitzen

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle?

Sirius Black

James Potter

Remus Lupin

What I will not write:

Smut

Polygamous Relationships

Incest (no.)

Abusive Relationships

What I will write:

Fluff

Platonic

Angst (i'll tryy)

What would they do if...

Headcanons

Yandere

that's it for now my love :)

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qtssvnwoo · 1 year

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Behind Closed Doors-Chapter Five

A/N: I’M BACKKKKKKK

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: None that I’m aware of

IMPORTANT THINGS: Your last name is Barlowe (Bar-Low) cause it sounds good. Its now the start of winter of your third year. The reader is a Hufflepuff for the sake of the tropes that I am using, if you want to change it go ahead! I just would suggest to not change it to Slytherin because then the tropes wouldn’t make much sense. Enjoy!!

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“Granger and B.Barlowe.”

Bennett froze, he was staring at his text book, wondering what in the god lord's name this Transfiguration book was saying when he heard the last name. He had never really paid attention to the people inside of this particular class, since most of his friends were in Slytherin and Ravenclaw, he really had no need too. But when he turned to look for the person called, his eyes met with the same bright brown ones he had bumped into earlier.

He smiled at her and she just straightened her shoulders, giving him absolutely no reaction in response. She walked over to him, placing her textbook, and what looked to Bennett as seventy million pages of notes, down onto the table. Without so much as to speak one word to Bennett, Hermoine opened her textbook and began reading through the assignment.

“Hi.”

Silence.

“Hellooo?”

Silence again.

“Are you deaf or just ignoring me?”

Hermione gave him a look, and sighed as she closed her textbook. Bennett felt intimidated by the sudden sternness that crossed her face. He was never intimidated by people, except for his sister, and of course his mom. Just thinking about his mom sent shivers down his spine.

“Listen, Bennett is it? I’m not interested in you, I don’t go for people like you.”

“Excuse me? People like me?”

“As in, players. I know what you’re like, and I am not interested.” She stated, a firm look on her face.

“Huh, that's such a shame, but I was not interested in you.” Liar.

“Glad we established that.” Was all she said before she turned her head back and she went back to reading about the assignment. Bennett looked at his book, to the clock, and back to his book. He couldn’t stay focused on anything, so of course he was going to find anything to keep him distracted.

“So…Granger, you like anyone?” Bennett asked, a mischievous smile plastered across his face. Hermione looked over at him, a perplexed look on her face.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well you know, someone you’re infatuated with?”

“Not necessarily no.” Bennett looked down and laughed to himself, he mumbled something inaudible to Hermione.

“What was that?”

“What if one of your friends like someone you despised.” Hermione looked at him in confusion, waiting for him to explain what he had just said. “I mean, what if say like, Ron or Ginny liked someone that bullied you.”

Hermione laughed and looked at Bennett, and for the first time in a while he felt at peace. Listening to such a beautiful sound made his heart jump and he blushed while he looked at the way Hermione’s face scrunched in such a cute way while she laughed.

“That’s ridiculous, I mean, who could like someone that’s rude to them?” She laughed. But Bennett stayed quiet. “Surely you don’t know someone who likes…a bully?” Bennett just nodded and Hermoine looked at him.

“Can you tell me about them?” She asked, and for once, Hermione Granger was not paying attention.Instead, she focused on the flow of Bennett’s voice, the way he laughed about parts in the story and how his eyebrows moved together when he looked angry. They talked the whole class, Hermione enjoying the sound of Bennett talking, and Bennet just happy that he had someone to talk to.

In the corner of the class, Calum laughed to himself and shook his head. He felt a light tap on his shoulder and looked over his shoulder at the direction of the tap. He was met by a pair of circle glasses and a look of question.

“What do you think’s going on with Bennett and Hermione? Do you think that…” Harry trailed off, waiting for Calum to answer a question he didn’t ask.

“Like each other?” Calum paused, looking over at them, watching closely as Bennett smiled at Hermione, his eye’s watching her face closely as she talked, he seemed to actually be engaged in what she was saying, and nonetheless, Bennett looked at her as if she was the only girl in all of Hogwarts. “Yeah, I suppose my brother does fancy her.” Calum looked over at Harry and smiled, before returning back to his textbook, Harry just shook his head and laughed before he took one last glance at Calum and returned to reading. ------------------------------------------------------------You distracted yourself for basically the whole week leading up to the date that you had scheduled with Draco. Your mind raced back and forth between trying to convince yourself that it wasn’t a bad idea, and that it was a bad idea. He was the enemy, but you couldn’t stop yourself from taking glances at him, watching his charming smile and wanting to kiss him. It sickened you how badly you felt for betraying your brother's wishes, how hurt you knew Calum would be if he had known, how angry Bennet would be. You didn’t wanna think about it too much, it hurt you to think about.

The snow fell around you, and you watched it fall, something about the snow falling set you at ease. It felt nice to just stand out in the open, enjoying the smell and the feel of the snow. Suddenly, you felt a light tap on your shoulder, you looked around and were met with the smiling face of Draco Malfoy. His hat neatly covered his ears and his gloves hugged his hands, and the smile on his face was genuine, it was a small smile and it made your heart flutter.

“Hope I didn’t make you wait for forever.” All you could do was nod, you didn’t feel appropriate smiling back at him, but you wanted to be polite so you just nodded at him.

The walk to Hogsmeade was nothing special. You didn’t really talk with Draco, you two just walked and you enjoyed the presence of the snow falling around you, while Draco enjoyed the view, his view however was the quick glances that he had snuck every few minutes. He was enjoying just watching you walk and how you softly smiled at the beautiful scene painted out in front of you. Draco felt a dreaded feeling down in his stomach, as if something was going to go wrong, but he tried his best to ignore the feeling.

He knew what you were feeling, and he wanted to help you escape from whatever had clouded your mind that day. He had not regretted that he asked you out, nor had he regretted kissing you. But, he felt as if he did do something wrong in the scheme of things, as if asking you out was a mistake on his part, sure he had liked you, and thought you were pretty, but did he really want this?

The date had gone well, Draco had treated you to getting whatever you had wanted at Honeydukes, and now, you two had sat down at The Three Broomsticks to have a butterbeer before you headed back. You sat awkwardly, scared to say anything at first but also eager to say something. And Draco felt the same, he had felt like you wanted to tell him something, or that he should say something, but instead he just sat and drank his butterbeer.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” You announced, quickly standing up from your chair and hurrying to the bathroom before you even got a confirmation from Draco.

Draco didn’t question it, he watched as you walked off and smiled to himself.

‘Cute’ He thought to himself. He was about to get up and wait outside for you before he heard a familiar voice calling his name.

“Malfoy. MALFOY.” The whisper grew more coherent the more it screamed his name. He turned his head to look at the voice and behold he saw none other than his “best mate” Blaise.

“What could you possibly want Zabini?”

“Calm down mr.stick-up-his-ass. I was gonna ask you what you were doing here?”

Draco stared at Blaise, puzzled. Had Blaise not noticed why he was here? Or at least, who he was sitting with?

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, are you seriously on a date with a Barlowe? You’re not, are you?”

Draco felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. What would he say? His first instinct was to deny it, to deny the fact that he was on a date with you, and the other wanted to scream it from the rooftops. But, Draco’s mind was clouded with his own self image, and how his friends would react to the information, how his family would react if they had found out he was saying a half-blood hufflepuff. He didn’t even want to think about the talk that his father would have with him about it, so, he did what he thought was best to do.

“No, of course not. She practically begged me to come out here with her! I was originally going to say no, but considering how desperate she was, I felt bad.”

You heard the laugh follow after the statement. The statement broke your heart and what bothered you most is that it seemed to flow so freely from his mouth, as if he had been planning on saying that the whole time, like he was rehearsing it, over and over again until it was just right. You hadn’t expected this, and truly, you felt stupid. You should’ve known that Draco didn’t actually like you, I mean why would he?

You were just another pawn in his game, another trophy just for him to put on his shelf of insolence. You hated how ignorant you had been, so ignorant to the fact that your brothers were right, you should've never have gotten involved with Draco and you hated yourself for it. You couldn’t help it as you felt the tears slowly fall from your eyes. You tried your best to fix it before you went back to the table to grab your things.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” Draco asked. His voice was mended with the sound of concern, whether that concern was real or not you would never know, because you picked up your things and ran out of the restaurant, ignoring Draco’s desperate calls behind you.

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It was as Calum and Bennett had super powers, because as soon as they ran through the Hufflepuff door, they were sitting on the couch waiting for you, a desolate look sitting on their faces.

You looked over at them, and fake smiled as best you could, but you know it was meaningless. Bennett stood up and walked over to you with his arms out, you immediately dropped your things and ran into his arms, hugging him as hard as you could and barring your face into his chest, as if it was a way to hide from your shame and embarrassment.

“He-he- he said that he-”

“Shhh it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me.” You sobbed in his chest as he guided you over to the couch, placing you between him and Calum.

“Y/n/n. It’s okay.” Calum said. He places a hand on your shoulder and rubbed it gently, trying his best to calm him down, but his efforts only made you more mad.

“No it’s not Calum! I was so stupid, why would i ever think he would like me back.”

“What are you talking about Y/n?” He asked, Bennett swatted his arm, causing Calum to glare at him, but shortly return his attention back to you.

“Draco. Calum I like Draco.” A silence fell over the three of you, Calum sat in shock and all you could do was cry into your hands. Calum didn’t make a big deal of the news though, all he did was nod and pull yoh in for a hug.

“Calum he, he said that I begged him to go out with me. That-that he only went out with me cause Inwas desperate, and cause he felt bad.” Calum nodded and rubbed your back, glancing at Bennett before he pulled you back from him, and motioning you towards him.

“Listen Y/n, you don’t need him. He’s not good enough for you.”

“Ha. Yeah sure. Calum his Draco Malfoy, one of the richest and most popular kids in school.”

“Y/n/n. He’s one of the most popular because people are scared of him. They don’t like him for his personality, infacg, many few people like him at all.” Bennet interjected. You glared at him and he stuck his tongue out at you, you tried to keep a straight face but you couldn’t help but giggle a little.

You sighed as you willed your tears, and laid your head on Bennett’s shoulder, you felt yourself slowly falling asleep, your body not wanting to deal with the effects of today for much longer.

Bennett looked at Calum and sighed.

“This is what I was afraid of Cay. He’s gonna send her crying to us so many times, we won’t be able to count it on our fingers.”

“Ben. Come on. I mean, it was just one time.”

“One time? Did you not listen to what he said to her?”

Calum looked down, and he groaned. “Why couldn’t she have just liked someone like Harry, or Ron, or fucking Cedric for crying out loud?”

“I don’t know. But, from now on. Don’t let Malfoy anywhere near her. You got it?”

Calum looked down at your sleeping form, you looked so peaceful and it was refreshing to see you without a look of sadness or stress on your face, and he nodded. Calum and Bennet were going to do whatever they could to protect you and your fragile heart. Not even just because they didn’t like Draco (although it is a reason) but because they knew how he was going to treat you, and how he was going to make you feel like a choice.

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Draco stood in the middle of the hall looking for you the next day. His anxiety creeped up on him very late in the night when he realized that maybe you had heard what he said. Never in a million years did Draco think that he would be so scared to apologize to someone, let alone apologize to someone in general.

He looked around frantically for your smaller form. He felt like an idiot standing in the middle of the hallway, looking as if someone had stood HIM up, and not the other way around this time. When he finally saw you, you were with your brothers, a smile spread across your face. And when he saw that smile, he gripped his bag tighter and sucked in a breath. His heart skipped a beat and he watched as you walked forward, the smile still evident on your face. The smile went away almost as soon as he approved you however.

“Y/n, hey uhm. Can I talk to you for a minute?…Alone.” He halted at your brothers and your brothers glared back, they wouldn’t give in to just letting him be alone with you so easily.

“No.” Draco looked at you confused.

“No? Just no?”

“Yes. Just no.”

You started to walk forward, your brothers trailing bend in you when Draco went to grab your wrist. He was interred by Bennett grabbing his hand and squeezing as hard as he could on it. You turned around when you heard Draco’s yelp of pain, and you swatted Bennett’s hand away, a warning look spread across your face.

“Why? Why just no?” Draco asked before you could have the chance to walk away. You faced him, an innocent smile on your cheeks.

“I wouldn’t wanna make you feel bad now would I? Not would I wanna make myself look…desperate .” With those words you smiled at him before continuingl to walk and talk with your brothers. You left Draco standing there in shock. You had heard what he ask yesterday and he could feel his heart stop and his breathing quicken.

Oh how foolish he was! How could he have said something so insolent and stupid just to protect his own image? Truth was he knew why, he knew he didn’t want people to know you two went out on a date together for the main reason being that he just couldn’t let his reputation slip from his hands. He wouldn’t let his father barrad him for another thing. And he was sure that he wasn’t going to risk the approval of his father, and the oh so precious reputation that he had built up, just for a silly girl.

Or would he?

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riridontneedya · 1 year

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Emerald . (D.M ONESHOT)

Summary: The truth is this was a random one shot idea I had over the Christmas and after about 3 gin and tonics I had a crack at writing it so tada here it is ! I've glossed over it corrected grammar etc but I tried to keep it in its original tipsy state lol.

Actual summary: Female reader finds herself left alone at house party with her enemies older brother.

An 'Enemies' brother one shot . So think best friends brother style troupe but instead you're not best friends you aren't particularly fond of one another.

Pairing: Draco x female reader

Warnings: ANGST , Mature themes ,Mature Language , BRIEF SEXUAL EXPLICIT SCENE . Read at your own discretion.

Words: 1505

A/ns: Enjoy angels ! if its put you in the mood for more have a look at my other work HERE . Requests open & constructive feedback welcomed :) xx

Something was off an y/n should’ve known better . It was eerily quiet as she made her way to her dorm. By this time the corridors would’ve been bustling with handfuls of students. Especially during exam season , you could find them all hunched over books in corners or frantically scribbling in notebooks .. but today nothing . Maybe the exam pressure has gotten far too much for them and their either hiding out in the library or dorms cramming as much as possible she thought to herself. Either way y/n was enjoying the newfound peace , but that was short-lived as she entered the common room. Y/n was almost hurtled backwards by the blast of music that was emitted as she opened the door.

The room itself was dark but the vibrant bursts of colour from the strobe lights illuminated the outlines of the sea of students. It was only yesterday y/n specifically remembered pleading with her roommate Tina for peace and quiet , and that her mere existence was not a viable excuse for a party .But alas the large and in charge buxom blonde was very much used to getting her own way. Y/n was determined to elbow her way through the pit of bodies and give Tina a piece of her mind. That was before she stumbled in the darkness and came crashing to the floor. Y/n was now seething. The infuriation coupled with the pain in her leg from hurtling to the floor made her want nothing more than to just get to her room. She stormed up the stairs making a beeline to her bathroom ensuring to slam her door shut behind her. Leaning by the sink she took a moment to compose herself splashing her face with some cool water letting it subside her rage.

Just then the door swung open and in strode a disgruntled looking Draco. He was rather startled once he turned around to notice the equally startled y/n leant by the sink. “Oh .. I'm sorry I didn’t realise anyone would be up here its absolutely heaving down there , I just wanted five minutes to myself”. He said as he fiddled with the paper on his beer bottle. “Umm Thats fine..” said y/n with a half smile. There was a prolonged silence. Even if Y/n had wanted to break said silence she wouldn’t even have a clue how to begin to do so. This was her first real one on one interaction with him aside from the exchange of the usual pleasantries or the occasional muttered “Hello” of polite acknowledgement if they happened to pass one another in the hallways.

Any merger shreds of information she did know of him was courtesy of his sister, and y/n knew much better than to relay that sort of information . “Your leg” Draco murmured as he took a swig of his beer. Y/n swiftly looked down at the gaping hole in her tights situated on her thigh. She had noticed that it had begun to bleed. “Oh crap” instinctively she went to reach for some toilet paper, however her path was obstructed by Dracos broad turtleneck ladened chest. “Could you grab me some loo roll please” she asked politely. He took one more swig from his beer before resting it on the countertop. He plucked the roll from off the dispenser and handed it to her. His pale blue eyes boring into her with a wild intensity whilst he watched her dab at her wound.

He grew impatient watching her feeble dabbing attempts. “You won’t stop it like that” . Y/n paused as her eyes met his . “Here let me” he demanded making his way towards her. Y/n felt a fizzing sensation at the base of her stomach that began to disperse through her body as he closed the space between them. “Take them off” he instructed coolly. Y/n felt her eyes bulge upon hearing his request “Sorry .. what ?” She croaked. Draco remained unfazed “You heard me .. I said take them off .. your tights y/n do you want my help or not?”. In fairness it wasn’t an abhorrently bizarre request but it was who was requesting it that had her on edge. She could feel the fizzing sensation being to intensify as he carefully watched her disrobe her lower half. Without warning he had lifted her and perched her onto the countertop.

The cool of his rings clasping against her warm skin made her shudder . “Did I hurt you?” he questioned his hand gently rubbing in a circular motion on her outer thigh. “No , your hand was cold thats all” she smiled. “Ok.. thats good .. I want to make sure you're comfortable.. you’d tell me if you weren’t right?” “Of course” y/n replied in an instant. “ Good girl” he said followed by an effortless wink . Y/n never noticed he had this sort of potent allure, it were as if he was the flame and she the moth . Unable to deviate her gaze she watched on as he applied pressure to her cut despite usually being quite squeamish .

His eyes shot up and caught y/ns. She froze locked into his stare. “Fuck it” he blurted pulling y/n towards him and crashing his lips into hers. The kiss was loaded with an intense passion. Y/ns arms sloped around his neck pulling him closer into her as his hands ventured up her bare thighs. “Do you want my fingers?” He rasped as he withdrew from her lips. Y/n nodded with urgency. “Good, now spread your legs wider”. He began to skilfully tease her entrance, his fingers becoming slicker and slicker with her arousal making it easier to glide into . Y/n couldn’t help but cry out when he slowly eased them inside her . Flinging her head back she began to moan as the arousal washed over her.

The door of y/ns bedroom opened and closed . The footsteps stopped just shy of the door, and out rang Tinas voice. “Hey babe, Greg told me you had a bit of he fall but you came up here .. not crying are you”. “Fuck” mouthed y/n, Draco dramatically rolled his eyes. His fingers still remained pulsating inside her. “Just tell her to fuck off” he groaned quietly kissing the length of her neck. “Im fine .. you can go now” y/n called out to Tina. Tina began to go one of her usual tangents that attempted to serve as a justification for her continuous impulsive and inconsiderate behaviour. Luckily y/n was rather occupied with the task of stifling her groans into Dracos shoulder so she wasn’t burdened with hearing much of it.

Y/n hoped that silence on her end would serve as a message and she would soon leave however Tina remained rather persistent tonight. “Look, I get it.. like is said sorry.. I guess we can talk about this tomorrow if you prefer.” Thank heavens she caught onto the message thought y/n . There’s was only so much longer she could hold her composure against the now brutal pummelling of his fingers . “Wait .. y/n before I go.. did you see Dray .. someone said they saw him head up here? Ive been meaning to talk to him”

Draco peeled his head from over her shoulder. With his face illuminated he pushed his lips against y/ns ear and groaned “Go on .. I dare you to tell her I'm fingers deep inside you ..tell her how much you're loving being finger fucked by her brother of all people. His chuckle was hearty. He had the power and he very much liked it like that . Dracos arm scooped around her hauling her closer to the edge of the bathroom countertop.

This Granted him more access , allowing him to thrust much deeper as well as coax another finger inside her. Y/n couldn’t help but let out a shriek as immense pleasure jolted through her body Dracos ear to ear grin resembled that of a Cheshire Cat “Oh my gosh y/n ! what the hell is going on in there .. I'm coming in” . “NO! , just fuck off and leave me alone how many times ! Roared y/n. Tinas slew of expletives came thick and fast from the other side of the bathroom door. It was apparent she was displeased with the response she was met with.It was nowhere near as palatable as y/n’s usual begrudging acceptance of her insincere sorries .

Once the screeching had come to an end there was the loud thud of the bedroom door shutting. Y/n hopped of the counter shoving Draco aside. “You arse” she tutted prodding him in the shoulder. “Great now she’s probably going to fucking hex me I've got to go find her now”. With a mischievous grin he took her hand and rested it against his spectacular firm bulge. “You're not going anywhere .. I will deal with her, you just be naked by the time I'm back.

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Miscommunication- D.M.

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Edging Sub!Draco after you catch him flirting with someone else in public

Warnings: Smut, Sub!Draco, Dom!Reader, Edging, Orgasm Denial, Handjob, Oral (reader recieving), Mommy Kink, Slut is used once, face slapping

Smut is under the cut, hope you enjoy it

“Mommy please!” Draco gasped, and you shook your head, only moving your hand faster, but not enough to make him cum. You wanted him to suffer. Few things were of greater joy to you, making Draco Malfoy cry was at the top. “No. You haven’t earned it yet, have you?” You ask, and Draco lets out a whine, grimacing as he shakes his head, balling his hands in the sheets. He looks wretched, his skin is flushed and his breathing is stuttering on every pass. He looks glorious. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” He whined, and you shrugged. He knew better and he still flirted with that French witch during the Ministry meeting earlier. He was practically begging for this, making sure you were looking at him as he stroked her arm and made her laugh… such a dick. “Yeah, well…” You twisted your hand hard on his cock, making him cry out as more precum dripped from the angry, red tip. Part of you wanted to wrap your lips around it and taste him. He always went batshit when you did that… but he hadn’t earned that, that was only for when he was good. “Next time don’t be such a slut.” You snapped and he pouted at this, his lip wobbling. Was he honestly going to cry over this? God, what a pathetic excuse for a man. “Wasn’t.” He whined, and you moved your hand faster, rubbing your thumb over his slit each time, making him jump. “And you’re gonna lie to me too? God, you’re such a fucking idiot, Malfoy. Don’t you get it?” You asked, bending down to grip his balls with your other hand, tugging a bit hard. He whined loud as he chewed on his lipl his entire body tensing. Fuck, he was getting closer… he always looked so pretty when he was in pain… but it wasn’t time yet. “Get… Get what?” He asked, and you let go of him, watching his cock slap against his stomach as he let out a desperate whine, making a grab for your hands that only resulted in him getting slapped. “You’re not cumming until you’ve made up for what you did.” You gripped under his chin, pulling him close. “You know better than to flirt with anyone.” You said, and he tried to push you back, shaking his head. “I wasn’t!” You gripped around his neck lightly, not even enough to constrict air, but it was enough to make him shut his mouth. You felt his adam’s apple bob against your hand. Good. He should be nervous. “Don’t talk back to me, that’s a warning.” You murmured, dropping your hand in favor of resting it just above his cock. You listened to him whimper and felt yourself grow wetter as you kissed across his neck, making him squirm beside you. God, he was so fucking hot like this. “‘M sorry Mommy… So sorry… Please just… just touch my cock.” He gasped, and you smirked, biting down hard on his pulsepoint for a moment, making him cry out as he squirmed, his cock twitching in his lap. “Beg.” “I already am.” Draco whined, and you shook your head. That was a pathetic way to whine, he could do better, you’d heard him do better. “Make me believe it.” You said, and Draco looked at you, tears in the corners of his eyes. He looked so pathetic, whimpering and frowning, and it was just feeding into your ego more and more.

“Please Mommy, please touch me, I wanna cum so bad, please please please, I won’t ever do it again!” He said, and you didn’t believe him. Why would you? When had he ever been trustworthy?

“You do realize that if the way you spoke in here ever got out it would positively ruin you, right?” You murmured, and he paused, giving you a pleading look as you tighten your grip on his cock, not moving your hand up or down. You could tell by the downturn in the corners of his mouth that this was torture to him, although you were doing what he asked. You were touching him, he wasn’t all that specific. “...” You leaned in, biting at the lobe of his ear before speaking into it. “Don’t give me a reason to distrust you, Dray.” You murmured before jerking your hand up and down, hearing him let out a guttural moan as he thrusted his hips into your hand. Normally you’d stop him, but he was just so eager it was hard to resist. He’d endured so much this time, even if it was his own fault.“Fuck, thank you.” He gasped, and you leaned in, biting and sucking up his neck as you jerked his cock, making him tremble. It was pathetic that this was really all you’d done, you hadn’t had to do anything else… but it also made you feel powerful. Draco Malfoy was powerless to you. “Such a pretty boy.” You continued to suck harsh marks into his neck, leaving behind angry, red splotches. His breathing was uneven as he gripped onto your thigh. So needy. You chuckled, running your free hand through his hair as you sped up the pace, being sure to yank on the strands as you did. “Everyone’s gonna know you’re mine.” You murmured but he wasn’t paying attention, he was too busy starting to babble. “Close, so close!” You waited until he was nearly there, his thighs trembling for you to pull away. It was cruel, you knew that, but you couldn’t resist. He didn’t deserve to feel good yet, he needed to know that. “No! No, please, I’ll be good, I’ll be good just let me cum-.” You slapped him once more, silencing him in an instant. “Stop talking back.” You said, and then you switched your tone, giving him a loving smile. “You wanna come, babe?” You asked, and he nodded eagerly. Good boy. “Yes! More than anything, please.” He begged, and you chuckled, leaning in. You were gonna put his pretty mouth to work in just a moment. “Good boy.” You kissed him deeply, possessively, tangling your fingers into his white-blonde hair as you felt his strong hands gripping at your waist, pulling you flush against him. Feeling his cock against your stomach, you nearly gave in. You knew he wanted nothing more than to finish inside you, whimpering about how you were going to have his babies… Not that you would ever let that happen, a kid would muck the whole thing up. You bit down on his lip, pulling it away from his teeth before releasing it. He looked beautiful like this, eyes wide, lips pouty, hair a mess… it was only right to use him. That was what he wanted when he had that play-thing look about him. “Make it worth my while.” You murmured, and he blinked, licking at his lips as he nodded, his hands tightening on your waist to push you back so he could stand up. He made a motion to get on his knees but you shook his head, keeping him there. He was beautiful. Your beautiful boy. “What… What do you want? I’ll do anything.” He said, and you truly believed that. He would do anything to make you happy if it meant that he would get what he wanted, that was what this was. Purely transactional. You treat him like this, he takes you on a nice trip to Paris. You laid back on the pillows, spreading your legs wide. Draco dropped back down to his knees, settling back on his heels, his cock still painfully hard, leaking precum onto the bed. Messy. He was always so messy in every aspect of his life, at least that was what you had observed. “Come here, sweet boy.” You gripped him hard by his hair, pulling his face between your thighs. “Earn it.” He got it then, wrapping his arms around your thighs as he buried his face in your cunt, sucking your clit between his lips. You had to give him one thing, he was determined.

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