YULE BALL WITH SEBASTIAN SALLOW

•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙YULE BALL WITH SEBASTIAN SALLOW•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙

Get ready for an unforgettable evening (!)

Because Sebastian has a power to make moments like this feel really, really special 

And he has been waiting for this for awhile now

Very proud that you two are going together  

But also a little bit nervous about the whole situation

Which is a little bit strange, even to him 

Because when it comes to self-consciousness he’s not the one 

But he can’t help but to feel something tightening in his guts for no reason

Continuously fixing his hair and robes 

It's sweet, really

But, of course, when Ominis confront him about it he strongly disagrees 

“Pff, don’t be ridiculous!” 

But…

When he sees you down the corridor his eyes widen 

Mouth slightly agape 

You have seen this face once, when you two first met at the DADA class

But this time is slightly different though as he can't help but say how mesmerising you look

(with his voice slightly hoarse) 

And then it comes to him

He was never nervous

Rather intimidated by your whole persona 

As he never met someone like you

For a moment you are lost in each other’s presence

Times stops as you are exchanging enigmatic smiles, little touches

Looks with meanings known only for the two of you...

When Sebastian is offering you his hand, like a true gentleman, you are taking it gladly 

He’s guiding you to a Great Hall 

Tall, proud and well framed 

Painfully handsome

Beautifully alive

And, surprisingly good at dancing 

Although he likes swirling and lifting you tad to much 

Fixating a little on your body

But it’s all good fun

Lots of sweet banter between you 

Lots of adorable grins

Lots of sincere laughing 

When not together Sebastian is busy with leaving every female teacher charmed after one dance with him 

His their favourite somehow

Always has been

Enthusiastic and chivalrous

It's no surprise he's life of a party in your small group of friends

Perfect to be around and having fun with 

All eyes on him...

But his are fixed on you only

Little bit angry when you are dancing too much with others

But he will never admits it

Because he knows he's in the wrong

So he will just stare

Literally will pierce a hole into your back with his gaze

Because he would want your attention on him only

As there is no denying that he has this *golden retriever boy* energy all around him

He adores you and that’s make him feel ways he never felt before

So when you two are tired from dancing he uses this moment slyly and takes you outside 

Into the darkness of the night

Sitting close together, side to side

Your head on his shoulder 

Your hands in his larger (and warmer) ones

Looking into the sky full of stars

Silent and content 

Happy to be here together 

And suddenly you feel that you were meant to be here right now 

together

Two heated bodies in the cold air

When you look into his eyes you discover he’s already looking at you

Your heart ache a little at that

His eyes are dark but also bright at the same time

Full of life and youthful love 

The kiss is tender 

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

 you can find more of my works about sebastian ♡here♡

♡WHEN GEORGE WEASLEY HAS A CRUSH ON YOU♡

known for being well-spoken but struggles a little when he’s talking with you at first

lacks of words here and there

which is so sweet really

and not like George at all it would seem 

but he just really want to impress you

so badly ! ! !

it’s making him quite miserable

so for now he's master of stealing glances

and even greater master of quick look-aways (!) 

his heart beating fast when you two make eye contact 

he never felt like this before and is confused

his friends are teasing him a lot because of this

and it only worsen when you two start talking more (“look, it’s your GirlFriEndD!”)

because it turn out that actually you have a lot in common 

and George is great convrsatiojnalist and observer

witty

with a heart of gold 

you two banter all the time (and you love it)

he’s looking for you in the crowd during Gryffindor quidditch matches 

when he spots you his eyes soften a little

he waves at you, cooky smile glued to his face

making you feel hot on the cheeks

goes extra mile to show off during the game when he know you’re watching 

he lives for your constant attention basically 

he loves to see you laugh too

and he loves to help you whenever he can

specially when a touch is included 

his hands are big and warm

surprisingly delicate

when they brush non-existing puff off your cheek

sometimes he can be sarcastic or a little mean but it doesn’t come from a bad place if you know what I mean 

has this soft smile created just for you 

smile with hint of something more…

he’s crushing so hard

daydreaming a lot because of you

come alive only when your name is mentioned

but scared his confession would ruin what you had

Fred is starting to feel really sorry for his brother eventually and force George to tell you how he really feels 

so he finally does

shy yet bold as he tells you his genuine feelings with all details like how he can’t stop thinking about you, and that he loves spending time with you and that he thinks you’re really lovely and he can't sleep at night and stuff like that while blushing furiously the entire time

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

 you can find more of my works about george ♡here♡

☾⋆⁺₊⋆quiet nights spent with Gale⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾

in Waterdeep (little bit of fluff, little bit of cozy)

The air is filled with the gentle glow of candles, casting warm light that dances across the walls. It creates an atmosphere of countless nights spent in the company of Gale. The open windows invite a gentle summer breeze, caressing your bodies as you both hunch over endless books, scrolls, and ancient parchments, studying and exchanging thoughts. The enchanted piano plays in the background. The night is starry and the moon is as beautiful as ever.

Sometimes you catch Gale massaging his temples while mumbling under his nose when he's reading his pupils' work. He shares some of his thoughts with you here and there, and you can't help but smile at his furrowed brows. It almost feels like you're teaching alongside him. When Gale looks particularly tired you massage his tense shoulders. (sometimes it ends up in the bedroom but that's a story for another time!)

Evenings on his balcony, now sitting in a favourite spot for both of you, involve conversations, wine and crips grapes. Heart to hear, you watch the horizon, enjoying each other's company. Sometimes words are unnecessary; you simply exist together, souls full of love and devotion. Blessed to be here, together.

As you prepare to sleep, Gale observes you with genuine interest and with those eyes that conveys pure admiration. He ask a lot of questions and is proven surprisingly knowledgable about skincare. Adores the smell of your damp, soft skin after a bath with some scented oils.

In bed, he reads "for pleasure", getting absorbed in the story. You can tell he truly loves reading and admiring the art of a good story. Sometimes Gale reads aloud, petting your hair or holding your hand gently until you fall asleep. And sometimes you're not sleeping at all, talking away the night, sharing your deepest thoughts. Eyes starry. You could tell him everything, and you feel like it's the same for him. Your connection goes far beyond being just lovers; you are soulmates.

you feel so loved when you are laying on his chest, hearing him hum peacefully, feeling his heart beating and magic coursing through his veins

you feel so loved when he kisses every one of your fingertips with such dedication

you feel so loved when he places his head on your tights; a gesture of profound affection and vulnerability

In the stillness of the night, Gale is even more loving, more romantic than he already is. Every night, he utters those three precious words,

" I love you"

as you fall asleep. His kisses your forehead gently, holding you in a tight embrace as if he never wanted to let you go. In the darkness, when it seems like there's only the two of you in this vast and strange world, Gale reveals the most exquisite, soul-ravaging declarations that leaves you breathless. It's a moment when time halts, and in the intensity of his words, you sense that Gale loves you with every fiber of his being.

*(and it's very vocal about it)*

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

 you can find more of my works about gale ♡here♡

more Tom. i demand.

gladly.

.·:*¨TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE AS YOUR PROFESSOR ¨*:·

the most charismatic dada professor of the last decade, is the talk of the school immediately 

his presence alone demands attention

young and utterly handsome but let that not fool you, his mind is sharp, his knowledge vast and he knows how to pass it in along to his students 

well-groomed, you will never catch him off guard, calm face, dark clothes and a book in his hand (always)

strangely deep and somehow sad eyes are the only sign of his tiredness, but who wouldn’t have that look after obtaining the wicked knowledge he has?

he notices every little detail and it seems impossible to fool him so no-one even tries 

he also notices those who are gifted, his eyes are especially on them you see

forming special meetings to his favourites and you are one of them

he treats his chosen ones differently, he want to know them better, infiltrate their minds

he's sending you birthday cards, in emerald-green envelope, his handwriting neat and his wishes sincere

on one of those special meetings, while talking, discussing ideas and sipping tea Professors Riddle gaze linger on one student longer than the others, and that student is you

he’s intrigued but conflicted of course keeping you at safe distance for now

during one of his classes you answer correctly to one of the trickiest question, he gives points to your house for this one

but for you the biggest reward was Professor Riddle little smile meant just for you and brows raised in surprise 

at that moment you felt like you could fly :)

during some other dada class your exchange of views with Professor Riddle was so fiery and full of unspoken things he had to step back as not to make other student question your relationship 

after that he starts ignoring you whenever he can, he’s well-mannered towards you as always but he doesn’t engage you in his classes, doesn’t give you extra attention during meetings with his pupils, doesn't give you extra passes to restricted section

and worst of all he doesn't respond to your little verbal provocation no longer

his eyes are longing however, you can feel it and it almost burns your skin

you feel miserable because of this sudden change in his behaviour

you miss your intellectual wars, you miss books that he was reccomeendign to you, and his fingers guiding yours as you were learning a new spell...

so one cold night you muster your courage and decide to confront him in private, sneak into his chambers, your little heart flutters like crazy

when he sees you he act surprised but he's truly not

“ I shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you”, he says flatly

but he didn't mean it, you know he didn't so you kiss him hard and for one sweet second he's kissing you back but then he stops, and now looking deep into your eyes in doubt, as if searching for something...

"don't", he says, moving away from you

suddenly you feel like you made a fool out of yourself, you start to think that all this secret looks and gentle touches were all nothing but your twisted imagination, cries of your loneliness

what did i do wrong? you keep asking yourself

but in the morning you see an enchanted flower on your bedside table with a note attached to it

"i've been thinking about you all night" is says and even without a signature you know who sent it to you

and this is how your strange game begins

it is dangerous for both of you as he is your professor and you are his student

sometimes when you doubt it all and crying in his arms he's softly whispering words of comfort to you

when it doesn't work he says he will ruing your life if you'll tell somebody or leave him, his eyes empty while saying that

you know he's bad for you but you are by his side anyway, waiting for better in him also knowing deep-inside that you are nothing without him

always cherishing this little moments when he is kind to you, when he kiss you gently and cups your face with his fingers

devouring every praise, every "I want you" from his beautiful mouth

forgetting every "you're pathetic"

loving his hands on your inner tights

feather-like kisses on your face

quick make-out sessions in between lessons "quick, we don't have much time"

and then he fuck you hard on his desk, in his classroom and it feels both wrong and soooo good

his hand on your mouth as to keep you quiet, your soft whimpers die in his palm

you learn to live in secrecy, feeding yourself with stolen moments and yearning embraces in the middle of the darkest of nights

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

 you can find more of my works about tom ♡here♡

♡ my favourite draco ♡ (headcanons)

*draco that I’ve created in my mind, thanks to endless hours spent on reading fanfictions, the books and binge-watching the movies*

oh, Draco…

he’s flawed, full of brilliance yet deeply insecure

desperately tries to hide his self-doubt behind ironic smirks

uses sarcasm (a lot) as a shield protecting himself of any vulnerability

his tongue is sharp, he effortlessly cuts through any argument, always knowing exactly what to say to hurt you in the worst way possible- even if you are someone important to him (or perhaps, especially so)

quick tempered, saying spiteful things in the heat of the moment, only to regret them later

his nights are restless as he torments himself with thoughts about his worth, grappling with past choices and questioning whether he's deserving or not

desperately craves for a connection in the darkest of his room

fuelled by ambition (classic slytherin), carrying himself with pride, a touch of poshness, and (an occasional) dramatic flair

he wants to appear to the world as someone cold, but he actually has the sweetest soul, hidden behind a distant demeanour he so deliberately created through the years

a loverboy at his core, he quietly yearns for something more than its written for him

he dreams of genuine relationship, something that could take his breath away, but he’ll never openly admit to that, so instead he will torture himself with the thought

he writes you a love letter and never sends it

he wants to give you roses, kiss your hand gently every-time he sees you

he wants to walk you home, give you his warmest sweater, watch how your eyes glitter in the pale moonlight

he can be funny if he's not too stuck-up in his head at the moment, he likes to tease a lot, and flirt shamelessly

if he hurt you with his reckless words, firstly he feels good about it and after the realisation hits him he's full of rage, he detest himself because of it, is punching a wall with his bare fists, his knuckles in blood, howling, he's losing his mind

he's apologising to you on his knees, begging you not to leave him and ugly crying

when it comes to his looks, he’s tall and blonde (obviously)

has the loveliest upside-down smile

beautiful bone structure, beautiful jawline beautiful everything

sad, blue eyes, a hint of thunderstorm and doubt hidden behind them

almost aggressive, violet bags under them as he can't sleep at night, remember?

his complexion pale, almost sick, that make it seem like he hasn’t seen the sun in centuries

long limbs, neatly done hair, short-cut nails, always shaved

dressed impeccably in dark attire that make him look so utterly delicious

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

you can find more of my works about draco ♡here♡

♡ WHEN DRACO MALFOY HAS A CRUSH ON YOU♡

- he’s complex

- hiding beneath his cold demeanour

- devoting countless hours to the Astronomy Tower

- gazing at the stars in the dark night sky

- his moves full of lazy grace

- his long limbs look somewhat regal, not lanky and awkward as they are with most his age

- his silver eyes look cold and distant

- he may surprise you with random acts of kindness or genuine concern

- waiting for you after the class is over

- carrying your heavy books

- asking you a variety of questions because he's genuinely interested in getting to know you better

- (you won’t hear much from him in return tho)

- offering you small compliments from time to time*nonchalantly*

- admiring your style *always*

- *making countless attempts to impress you*

- also(!)

- he can be mean to people who don't get along with you

- he may watch you closely when he thinks no one’ll notice

- but when you do, he's desperately trying to appear composed.

- would never reveal his true motives of course

- he’s too proud for that

- and too scared to open up fully

- often hiding his feelings with aggressive sarcasm

- acting like he doesn’t really care (but he do!)

- when your name comes up in a conversation, his porcelain cheeks turn pinkish

- and his cold demeanour fades

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

 you can find more of my works about draco ♡here♡