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an incomplete list of draco and hermione being idiots in love™ 

draco absentmindedly twirling hermione’s hair through his fingers while she leans her head on his shoulder

hermione unconsciously putting her feet on draco’s lap when he sits on the same couch as her

scorpius asking draco when he fell in love with mum and draco just replying with “she punched me in the face” (and is rewarded with a slap on the knee by hermione)

both of them having trouble sleeping in an empty bed while the other is away

hermione forcing draco (with threats) into mrs. weasley’s christmas sweater that she had made just for him 

draco not knowing how to react to a devastated hermione when crookshanks ends up passing from old age. however a month later she has a kitten thats plopped in her lap as draco walks by while she’s reading in her favorite chair

they are the epitome of embarrassing parents™ with scorpius 

“so you have a crush on me then granger” “draco we’ve been married for five years”

draco carrying hermione’s wand in his cloak pocket while she’s in a meeting 

blaise threatening to hex both of them at lunch if they don’t stop “giving each other those bloody snogging eyes” and “just let me finish my goddamn tea before you two idiots climb each other”

having ‘silent parent arguments’ across the table over if scorpius can have one more scoop of ice cream before bed

“call my husband a ferret again and see what happens” (ron visibly gulps and harry immediately quiets down)

reading/doing paperwork together in bed

hermione giving draco driving lessons (they make blaise come too, he sits in the back and glares at them)

hermione laughing in the doorway while watching a frustrated draco give baby scorpius a bath (who squeals while splashing draco in the face)

both leaving their jobs midday to have lunch together

while hermione is browsing in one of the shops in diagon alley, draco will sometimes wander off by himself and then come back with a gift for her (usually a book or a piece of jewelry)

draco lays his head in hermione’s lap while they tell each other about their worst memories and fears during the second war (these talks are extremely private)

i want to be more

a/n: i had no inspiration to write today, so i just made this, it’s a little hint for the next fic i’ll be writing... enjoy xx

warnings: fluff

masterlist                     prompt list

Tom: Y/N/N, I want to be more than friends...

Y/N: You mean... best friends?!

Tom: No, more...

Y/N: You want to be my boyfriend?!

Tom *shaking his head no*: You’re getting closer...

Y/N: Oh my god, Tommy!

Tom *is on one knee*: Will you marry me?

Y/N *on the verge of tears*: Yes! Oh my god! Yes!

intelligence

a/n: my first dramione fic !!! woo hoo,,, don’t attack me for shipping it, i just do... enjoy xx

pairing: draco malfoy x hermione granger

warnings: fLUFF

main masterlist                 masterlist deux                 prompt list

Hermione had gone to the library for leisure reading. She wandered into a dimly lit isle, looking for New Theory of Numerology by Lukas Karuzos. Her eyes scanned over the shelves of books, spotting the dark brown material with gold detailing. She grabbed the book and found a seat near the grand windows.

Draco walked into the library, not looking for anything in particular. As always, Crabbe and Goyle were trailing after him. He told the two to find a table while he went off to look for Advanced Potion-Making by Lubatius Borage.

Compared to his friends, Draco quite enjoyed learning, more so Potions. His grades were spectacular and he was very intelligent although he made it seem like he didn’t care about school.

Draco found the book in no time, seeing he would look for that book for majority of the time when he was at the library. He decided to take a longer route back to his table, not wanting to have to deal with Crabbe and Goyle. 

The two morons weren’t like Draco, knowledge wise. Their grades were below average, and even Draco believed that the two were going backwards instead of forward. He didn’t care much, though, they were only like henchmen to him.

As he strolled through the library, he saw the silhouette of a female with messy curls sitting alone near the windows. He recognized who it was immediately. Her hair was a big give away.

Draco didn’t know how, but he was suddenly standing in front of her.

“Granger,” he acknowledged.

She jumped in surprise, looking up to see the blonde, “Malfoy.”

“Mind if I sit here?” His arm rested on the chair across of her and she looked at him with questioning eyes.

Her brown eyes sparkled in the light as she looked at him. His eyes were an enchanting silver, but cold and sad.

Breaking her gaze, she looked around the library, expecting for something to come out at her, and simply stated, “It’s no going to work.”

“What’s going to work?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“Whatever your plan is,” she looked around and loudly said, “you can come out now. I know you’re there.”

Nobody came out. She only received glares and shushes from other students.

“I don’t have a plan, Granger. I’m just asking for a seat,” Draco looked at her as if she were mental.

Still wary, she let him sit, but she constantly looked around her, staying alert the entire time.

“Why are you sitting with me?” 

“Well, if you haven’t noticed, I’d like to sit with someone with at least a smidge of intelligence, and frankly, Crabbe and Goyle don’t fit the requirements,” he said, watching her hair messily swaying as her head turned.

Finally, she looked at him, “So you really don’t have a plan to mess my teeth up again?”

The image of her front two teeth growing to an abnormal length appeared in his thoughts and he chuckled slightly before replying, “No. Although, it was pretty funny.”

“Says the boy who became a ferret,” she snapped.

He grimaced at thought. Being dropped from such a height multiple times hurt his normal body as much as it did to his smaller one. 

Hermione noticed his reaction and immediately apologized, even though he deserved it. 

They sat in silence for a while, reading their books. They enjoyed the warmth coming from the other. Hermione had tied her hair into a messy ponytail, keeping the bushy locks out of her face. Draco noticed the change and admired her features, but quickly looked away shunning himself for doing so.

Once they finished their books, which didn’t take a much time, they awkwardly sat there, still not talking, but acknowledging the others presence. Draco was the first to start a conversation. They talked to each other, teasing each other occasionally. They learned more about the other person and started to warm up to them. 

“As much as I’d like to keep talking to you,” Draco stood from his seat, “we’ve should get back to our dormitories.” 

Neither of them had noticed they’d been talking for hours. The sun had already set and the library had already been emptied of students.

“Yeah,” she stood and grabbed her bag, “we should.”

“Would you like some company in putting your book back?” Draco offered, putting an arm out for her to grab.

She giggled, wrapping her arm around his, “What a gentleman.”

They took their time to get to the isles and place their books back. They didn’t want this to end.

“Hermione?” Her eyes fluttered up to his liquid silver orbs, “would you want to do this another time? Like meet up here and just talk?”

“I would love to, Draco,” his eyes light up and, to her surprise, he pulled her into a tight hug.

In the moments they were in each others arms, everything around them seemed to have disappeared and time stopped. She fit perfectly in between his arms. When they broke apart, they locked gazes, eyes filled with affection. They walked out of the library hand in hand and took one long glance at each other before parting their separate ways.

When Hermione turned the corner, she giggled, hugging herself. She could still feel the warmth from his body as his arms were wrapped around her. 

When Draco turned the corner, he leaned against the cold walls, sighing loudly. Her scent lingered on him and he inhaled, savoring it. He felt his insides tickle with content.

Both of them fell asleep that night, feeling contempt. Their dreams filled of fantasies of them being together.

Could you do 9, 45 and 50 🥺👉🏽👈🏽

cruel envy v.1

a/n: i had a couple different ideas for this, but this is my final product... hopefully this is what you imagined it to be, i gave it a fluffy ending soooo... enjoy xx

pairing: fwb!tom x reader

warnings: angst, jealous tommy, lots of swearing, floof ending

italics is flashback / tom’s thought

different pov version (’you’)

masterlist                     prompt list                    

9. “You’re in love with her.”

45. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

50. “Why are you so jealous?”

Tom paced around his flat, consulting with Harrison.

Tom started to feel possessive of her, and when he heard about her date, he almost burst of anger. He didn’t understand why. He thought it was because he saw her as a younger sister but in reality, it would be weird for the two of them to be fucking. 

“I don’t understand it, Haz. Why do I feel this way? She should be able to date others and I shouldn’t be fazed by it,” Tom winced at the idea of her holding and laughing with someone other than himself.

“Honestly, mate, it’s quite obvious. You’re just too much of a div to see it,” Haz replied with a roll of his eyes.

“What’s so obvious?”

“It’s something you swore against when you guys decided to be fuck buddies,” the blonde sighed, remembering when Tom had told him about it. He would’ve never approved of such if he knew beforehand, knowing it could destroy their friendship.

“Something we swore against? C’mon, mate, I’m already as stressed as it is. Just tell me what it is,” Tom was tugging his curls in frustration.

“You’re in love with her, you div.”

“In love with her?” The boy spluttered, “T-That’s not possible. We swore not to, so how could I have? I made that rule.”

“Well, it’s a matter of accepting the truth or not. It’s obvious that you have feelings for the girl. Almost everyone can tell. You’re just too oblivious to tell your own feelings. Bloody hell, Y/N has liked you forever. Imagine how heartbroken she was when you told her about the rule, and now here you are, falling for her,” Haz slapped his forehead.

She stood ahead of him, held slightly tilted as the brunette stood in her doorway. He hadn’t said a word to her yet, but he replayed the interaction with Harrison in his head. 

“What’s up, Tom?” The girl asked, concerned for her frozen friend.

“Can I come in?” He finally spoke, avoiding her gaze.

“Sure,” she stood to the side, allowing him to step in. She closed the door after him, “Are you all right? You look kind of pale,” her eyes surveyed his face.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he took a deep breath, “I’m just shocked. That’s all.”

“Well then, make yourself at home. I’ve got to get ready for my date,” Y/N softly smiled, a blush rising on her cheeks.

Tom’s breath hitched, mumbling under his breath, “A date?”

Somehow, she had heard him, and replied, “Yeah, in about 2 hours. I’m super excited! This is our second date. He’s a really good guy, you’ll love him.”

He didn’t reply. His fists were clenched and ears were turning a bright red. His core clenched with jealousy.

“Do I mean nothing to you? Just a stupid fuck? Someone to get off with?” He finally burst. All the bottled up anger he had felt ever since her first date with the mystery man erupted within him.

“What? Where’s all of this coming from? You’re my best friend, not some quick fuck!” She was shocked at Tom’s outburst.

“Doesn’t seem like it to me. Here you are, getting ready to fuck with some other guy and leaving me behind!”

“I’m not going to fuck him! I’m going to dinner, Thomas, not to the club. Besides, you’re the one who wanted to be fuck buddies! You’re the one who made all the rules! There were no rules that restricted us from going out on dates and creating new relationships,” her face turning red as she screamed at him. He didn’t reply, only huffing, leaving her to continue, “Since when did you ever care about my dating life? I’ve always let you fuck around with these, these sluts you find at clubs,” she said the word repulsively. The Y/H/C girl never liked to demean any other females, but she was furious. He never cared and neither did she, so why start now? Then, something hit her, “You’re jealous.”

His eyes widened, “I’m not jealous at all.”

“Stop denying it! Why are you so jealous?” She, although burning with anger, moved closer to the boy. “You have no right to be, and you sure as hell know it. We’re only friends. You said it yourself,” she pointed a stern finger at him.

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it!” He pushed her hand out of his face.

“Do I know it? I liked you years before this agreement! Do you know how much it hurt when you set that rule? I only took this opportunity because I knew that it would be the closest I would get from having an actual relationship with you! Now, when I’m trying to move on, you just have to get in the way and ruin it,” tears were streaming down her face.

“Darling, I-,” he was cut off by her fists pounding his chest.

“You’re a fucking div! I hate that I love you,” pain and sorrow coated her words.

“I’m so sorry, darling, if I knew I wouldn’t’ve asked you,” he grabbed her wrists, “I fell in love with you, and I know we swore against it, but I couldn’t help myself. I just did.”

“You’re an asshole,” her voice cracked, “I only have an hour to get ready, and I look like shit.”

“You’re still going on your date?” 

“Yes, I am,” she ripped her arms from his hold, “I’m going to enjoy myself while you can sulk. Also, the agreement is off. I’m done,” she flicked her hair over her shoulder, walking to her room to make herself look presentable.

Tom stayed put in his spot, thinking over everything she just said to him. She still loved him, but she was going on a date with someone else. Maybe he could tell the date that Y/N still loved him and she’ll come running back to him. He couldn’t do that. She’d hate him more.

The door bell rang and he heard her yell, “Coming,” before rushing to the door. 

He admired the way the scarlet dress fit her figure perfectly. It cinched at the waist and clung to her hips. The deep neckline displayed a bit of cleavage, but there was still enough coverage left for imagination. Her black heels gave her an inch or two of height. In one of her neatly manicured hands, she held a white leather clutch.

When the door opened, it revealed a similar blonde with blue eyes.

“Harrison?” Tom felt his anger growing once again, “You’re the guy Y/N is going out with?”

“Hey, mate,” Haz chuckled, “we’re not going out. She just wanted to make you jealous.”

The girl blushed, hiding her face in her hands.

“Then what was that argument for?” Tom’s voice was softer.

“She wanted to see how you’d react,” Harrison shrugged.

“I kind of got carried away,” she grinned.

“Kind of isn’t the word I would use,” the brunette stated, rolling his eyes.

“Whatever, loser. Want to go on this date or not?”

“What date?” Tom looked between Harrison and Y/N, having no clue of what was happening.

“The date I was supposedly going on. You didn’t think I got ready for no reason did you?”

“Y-You want to go with me?” Tom asked, flustered.

“Yes, you div. She does. Now hurry up. You’re going to be late for the reservation,” Haz tapped his wristwatch.

“What are we waiting for then? Let’s go,” she giggled at Tom’s enthusiasm.

sex is like math

warnings: should be obvious because, well look at the title

Tom: i’m so glad i’m out of school

Y/N: why? were you that dumb?

Tom: no. i saw Paddy’s math work and it looked so complicated

Y/N: you know, math’s not that bad

Tom: not that bad?! it’s terrible

Y/N: think about it this way: sex is like math. you add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and hope you don’t multiply

Tom carrying you to the bedroom: let’s do some math then

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