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Great!! I was thinking of a Draco x reader in which they're true best friends and have a love-hate relationship full of sass and humor, and then at a party or sth they're drunk and end up kissing or in bed? Thank you😘

A Long Time Coming | Draco x Reader

Word Count: 977 words

Warnings: cursing, drinking, indication of smut

A loud laugh left your parted lips, covering your mouth in an attempt not to embarrass the blonde who was currently trying to get his shirt unstuck from the tree. He wanted to prove to you that he was an excellent climber, and in the process he got his signature black button up stuck on a branch. You rolled your eyes picking yourself up off of the grass waving your wand at him, hearing incoherent grumbles leave him as he jumped down from the tree. Draco nudged your shoulder playfully, a light blush sprinkled across his pale skin.

“That doesn’t prove anything,” He muttered, running his fingers through his gel free hair as he looked down at you. You giggled, tucking your wand back into the pockets sewed into your flowery dress. Draco and you had decided to have a small picnic in his backyard. It was several feet from his house, and there were enough trees and bushes to give them some privacy.

“Of course not, Mal. If anything, I think you should give it another go. What do you say?” You teased, turning on your heel and making yourself comfortable on the picnic blanket you had set up. Your hands reached for the picnic basket but the blonde had other plans, using his wand to levitate it above you. A smile tugged on your lips, eyeing the blonde whose face was all smug his free hand tucked into his dark dress pants.

“I think I’m good. I quite like it down here, don’t you?” The teasing in his voice sent you, letting out a soft chuckle before throwing your sandal at him catching him off guard causing him to drop the picnic basket into your awaiting hands. You stuck your tongue out at the blonde, smirking up at him as you reached for the bottle of Firewhisky. The glint in Draco’s told you everything as he took a seat across from you, throwing your sandal back at you but you failed to take notice and it hit you square in the face. A loud gasp left your lips, snapping your head to face Draco whose face had gone pale as a ghost as you set the bottle down rather calmly.

“You have about 3 seconds to start running, Malfoy.” Draco scrambled from his seating position and began sprinting far from the brunette. The grin on your face grew twice the size as you began chasing after him, your wand in hand, eyeing his tall frame as you got even closer to him. Even though you were significantly shorter than him, and his legs were much longer, the amount of adrenaline in your body could be enough to give someone a heart attack.

“Did you know- that you are incredibly intimidating for a short person?!” Draco shouted over his shoulder, nearly tripping over his feet as he rounded a bush heading back to their picnic. You let out a loud laugh, apparating to the picnic blanket which caused him to let out a scream nearly toppling over you. He breathed out a laugh, plopping onto the blanket as he tried to regain his breath.

“I win-”

“Oh fuck off,” He scoffed, propping himself onto his elbows as he eyed you pour yourself a generous amount of Firewhisky. You ran your tongue over your bottom lip, proceeding to down the large amount of alcohol feeling it burn as it trickled down your throat. A whistle left Draco’s lips his eyebrows raised in surprise, taking the glass of Firewhisky you had poured for him.

Unlike you, he decided to take small sips from the golden liquid, which in turn made you pout at him. He caught a glimpse of your jutted bottom lip out of the corner of his eye, choosing to ignore you so he looked anywhere else. Draco swirled the liquid around in his cup, giving into the sulking witch and downing the drink in one swallow. You cheered, throwing playful jabs at him taking the glass from his ring cladded fingers. 

The small amount of liquid trickling down his chin caught your attention, setting the glass on the blanket lifting your thumb up to his chin catching Draco’s eyes as you wiped gingerly at the Firewhisky. You hadn’t intended for the act to be as sensual as it was, but with the small jolt of alcohol in your system seemed to do the trick. The air around the two of you had thickened tremendously, feeling your breath hitch as you caught his eyes flickering down to your lips and back up to your eyes. Draco felt himself leaning in closer like there was an imaginary string pulling him in, his eyes fluttering shut as he closed the space in between the two of you. Time seemed to stop as your lips molded together, feeling his toned arms pulling you onto his lap rather urgently as he deepened the kiss. Hungrily kneading your fingers into his blonde locks, tugging him closer to you as you straddled his waist.

“Bloody hell,” He moaned into the kiss, tightening his grip on your hips as he felt himself growing flustered. You tried your hardest not to laugh at what he said but failed miserably, pulling away from the heated make out session and resting your forehead against his. His warm breath fanned against your face, as he scanned your face for any sign of discomfort, “did I do something wrong?”

“Of course not, Mal. But... since when did Ronald Weasley join the party?” 

“I’m going to kill you,” You threw your head back at the monotone sound of his voice, letting out a small yelp as he shoved you off of his lap. You knew he wasn’t actually mad, considered his little friend seemed a little too happy to see you, and the smile he was trying hard to conceal wasn’t helping his case either. Merlin, this boy would be the death of you.

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Her arms wrapped around the distressed boy, whose baby blue eyes were glossy from the tears threatening to fall. The sandy haired boy immediately nuzzled his head into her chest, not giving a second thought to the feeling of the softness of her breasts pressing against his flushed skin, clutching at her dark grey cardigan as tears made their way down his flushed cheeks, his large hands pulling the smaller body close to his. Sylvia softly ran her fingers through his hair, her other hand rubbed soft circles on his previously fully clothed back that was now adorning a thin grey tee exposing a few large scars scattered across his body. His sweater was now lying on the carpeted floor across from the two of them, Remus J. Lupin stitched into the left breast pocket, a gift from the dark haired witch.

" 'M sorry... dunno what came over me" His voice croaked out into her chest, tightening his hold on her. The warm tears were drying on his freckled cheeks the wet spot had shrunk significantly on Sylvia's top, but his breathing was still slightly heavy after having poured out weeks of withheld emotions. She nuzzled further into his soft sandy locks, letting the breathing from the boy fill the room, running her nails down his back softly like her mother used to do to her when she was young. A soft moan left his parted lips, relaxing further into her touch his eyes fluttering close slithering his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his. Not too long after he had drifted into a deep sleep, lips hovering over her neck slightly letting small warm breaths onto her flushed skin, her eyelids threatened to give out letting herself fall asleep with her arms wrapped around the boy.

"MOONYYYY WHERE WERE YOU?! I WAS WAITING IN THE LIBRARY FOR 15 BLOODY MIN- oh..." The loud yelling increased in volume, as the steps thundered into the room Remus and Sylvia were sound asleep in, before fading quickly to a loud gasp as his eyes locked with his best friend nuzzled into James' girls chest, they both looked to be in a deep slumber. Sirius ran a hand through his hair, closing the door behind him eyeing the girl whose eyes had started to flutter open, swallowing back his nerves for the two hoping it was all a big misunderstanding. Her doe eyes peered up at the dark haired boy standing in front of her catching a glimpse of the odd look he was giving her, a sleepy smile made its way onto her face. Sylvia attempted to wiggle her way out of Remus' hold, but the scarred boy only tightened his hold on her. A small whine left his lips nuzzling his head further into her neck, cursing at herself for letting herself get caught up in the time. Sylvia stilled, in fear of waking up Remus. She knew how little sleep he got around his time of the month, and how difficult it was to sleep throughout the night, so she allowed the freckled boy to rest on her chest.

"Hey Siri... what's with all that hollering?"Sylvia's soft voice cut through the awkward silence, her small hands wrapping around Remus once again, rubbing small circles into his back feeling his soft snores and sounds of sleep start again after a short couple of seconds. Sirius' eyes widened as he heard James' laughter and Peter's voice making their way to the dorm room, giving his wand a slight flick towards Remus' bed sending the curtains to close around the two hiding Sylvia and Remus. Her eyebrows furrowed, trying to wiggle out of his hold once again accidentally waking him up, a soft groan leaving his mouth, incoherent sounds escaped his parted lips.

"Padfoot! Did you find Moony?" James' voice sent a frenzy of thoughts running through her mind, her cheeks heating up at the thought of the dark haired boy with the striking blue eyes. Her boyfriend of two years was on the other side of the curtain, and she knew how jealous he could get especially when it comes to her and the Marauders. Remus looked confused at the curtains blocking his view, looking up at Sylvia with his glossy eyes. She placed a finger over her mouth, motioning toward their current position and to the voices on the other side, realization dawning on the sleep deprived boy. James wasn't very fond of the relationship she had formed with the werewolf, but the other Marauders knew nothing would ever happen between the two. Sylvia and Remus always happened to be there for each other at times, especially when it came to his 'furry' problem.

"Y-yea. He's with a girl so I decided to draw the curtains, cause I didn't want them to think I was snoopin' around. But forget that! Let's go to the common room, so he can get dressed." Sirius' voice filled the room, a slight shuffling around the room indicating that he was making his way over to the door. Catcalls and whistles filled the room, James and Peter made their way over to Remus' bed a mischievous look in both of their eyes. Sylvia's eyes widened as Remus pulled away from her slightly removing his shirt, scanning his bare chest that had scars and freckles scattered all around. The sandy haired boy always felt rather self conscious about his body but Sylvia loved his body nonetheless, his toned chest and torso were always in plain sight around the girl. Remus didn’t mind not having his shirt off around his short friend, she was one of the few people he truly felt comfortable around. The muscles he had developed from the constant workouts he did every full moon, and the extremity of his shifting only helped to enhance his muscles. His biceps were significantly bigger than others expected them to be, only because he always wore those baggy sweaters over his uniform that hid his fit body.

Remus was trying to play along with the story the long haired Marauder had made up, tugging the blanket further up the flushed girls body that was silently making her way underneath the soft material, hiding her face into Remus' stomach inhaling the soft scent of ginger and cologne lingering on his body. His large hands ran through her hair, much like she had done to him earlier, attempting to calm down the flustered Hufflepuff. Cheeks turning a slight red as his nerves tingled the tips of his fingers slightly, tentatively reaching over to his bedside drawer grabbing his wand, waving it slightly seeing the curtains open partially, locking eyes with the other three Marauders.

"Can I get a bit of privacy?... wouldn't want to expose her to you lot" James grinned, turning back around from the flustered Remus, his eyes caught something out of the corner of his eye as he was making his way to walk out of the room. Turning around on his heel, picking up the light brown satchel a small heart carved into the soft brown leather.

"Did Sylvia come around?"

"W-why would you ask that? Could we talk later?-James could you get out so-"

"This is her bag, Moony... did she or did she not come by?” James' voice had a flicker of venom hidden within his words, his cheeks turning a slight pink running a hand through his messy hair, anger growing deep within his chest with every second the curly haired boy didn't respond. Eyeing the scarred boy, whose bare chest heaved up and down rather heavily, looking at the body curled beside his friend. James reached over for the blankets surrounding the two, his slender fingers digging into the maroon comforter, ignoring Remus and Sirius' sounds of protest ripping the material off the bed, breath getting stuck in his chest as he saw his girlfriend curled up beside his best friend. Her skirt had risen up her legs significantly but still covered everything it needed to cover, her hair tousled and frizzy. She sat up looking at him sheepishly, clambering off Remus' bed, her sock covered feet making her way over to her angry looking boyfriend.

"James... I know it looks bad. Just hear me out. He had some sad news delivered to him, a couple minutes before he was allegedly supposed to meet Sirius and you lot by the library and we came in here to talk about it. Don’t blame Sirius, he only tried to lie about why he found us sleeping together-"

"SLEEPING TOGETHER!?"

"Not in that way! Quite literally, sleeping together. We fell asleep because of how emotionally drained we both were from crying our eyes out... and Sirius lied because he knows how jealous you get, Jamie." Her soft voice explained, setting her warm hands into his rubbing the back of his hand soothingly. James' built frame was tense from the information he was just given, deciding whether he should trust the words coming from his girlfriend. Sylvia pressed a soft kiss onto his lips, stepping back after a short couple seconds of him not responding only to be pulled back into his chest, his muscular arms wrapped around her tiny frame. Black hair nuzzling into her curly brown locks, pressing kisses into her hair glaring at the three boys who were cheekily eyeing the couple. They had grown used to James' temper, but it amused them how easily that Hufflepuff managed to tame his anger in 2.5 seconds. Sirius threw Moony his sweater, a playful frown made its way onto the curly haired boys face as he tugged the fabric of his favorite sweater over his body.

"If you three could kindly leave... I would like to talk to Moony- don't even start James. We will meet you guys in the Great Hall for supper. Now get out before I add your name to the list," The threatening tone coming from the tiny girl sent Sirius and Peter out of the room rather quickly, but James lingered around eyeing his girlfriend and best friend that were standing before him. His hands pulled her tiny frame closer to his built frame, pressing his lips onto hers rather possessively. James felt his grip on her tighten, leaning further into the kiss only to be stopped short by the short haired girl that hastily pulled away from the boy. A teasing look flickered behind her brown eyes, pushing her longing boyfriend out of the dorm, closing the door behind him. She swiveled on her heels locking eyes with the sandy haired boy, who was standing rather flustered, his cheeks a light pink from having witnessed that small act done by his two closest friends, fidgeting with the comforter by his bed. His curls were flopped over his eyes a sweater now adorning his body, the sleeves were neatly rolled up showing less of the scars she had seen on his chest.

"Sorry about that... stupid British git-"

"I happen to be friends with that stupid British git, love." Remus chuckled patting the empty spot beside him, eyeing the girl as she walked over to him plopping down beside him. Her curls were framing her face, having been tousled from hiding underneath the covers with Remus. Not letting her face be seen by the blue eyed boy, whose face had a tiny smirk on it licking his lips anxiously.

"I know, Moony. He can just be a bit much at times, but if I'm being honest... he did find his girlfriend in bed with his shirtless best friend." Sylvia muttered, leaning over to cup his hand giving it a gentle squeeze, his cheeks heating up letting out a soft chuckle. Nudging her shoulder with his, his lingering blue eyes scanned his scars littered across his arms the smile quickly fading from his face. While Sylvia was tugging her tie off, Remus unrolled his sleeves letting the warm fabric fall down to his wrists crossing his arms across his chest.

"Merlin... it's not like I would be anything to be jealous of-"

"Are you joking, Rem? You give Sirius a run for his money. While James may be my boyfriend, that doesn't mean that I won't tell you, or the other two if you guys look good. Peter is absolutely adorable, with his long blonde hair and his beautiful eyes. And don't even get me started on his smile. He's absolutely everything a girl would want in a guy, but the girls here don’t appreciate him. Sirius is a different kind of attractive. His dark hair, and sharp features kind of give off a vampire vibe. Ha...Pretty funny actually, he's a mysterious kind of sexy, ya know? And James is a mix of the two, when he's focused or when he's dressing up for a party, he gives off the same vibes as Sirius but not as strongly. But, when he's playing around with you lot he's such a giddy teenager, all sorts of mischief and innocence is evident on his face. Absolutely love him but, you Moony...you are so much more. Everyone who gives you a glance at first may see a shy, insecure boy who doesn't know his worth, but if they take the time to carefully analyse you, they will see those cheeky smiles and that glint in your eye that show that you are just as mischievous as. You don't give yourself enough credit, Moony. Why else would you expect James to get jealous if he knew that he had nothing to worry about? Have you seen yourself, Remus- you are not a monster don't you dare-"

"Sylvia... yes I am. Every bloody month, I turn into a werewolf! No control over myself. I can easily rip out your throat... James' throat... Sirius’...Peters-"

"Remus-John-Lupin... listen to me. If you call yourself a monster one more time, I will show you what a monster truly is!" The silence that overcame the room was intense, and the tension grew rapidly between the two teens that were now standing face to face anger evident in the tiny girls face, while confusion was laced into the boys fierce eyes.

"A monster? Don't even fucking try me, Sylvia! Have you seen-" Before the angry boy continued with his rant his eyes widened as the girl slowly lurched forward. Remus' hands reached out to grab her but she pushed his hands away, peering up at him through her thick lashes, her eyes a vibrant green unlike her previous brown eyes. Sylvia stood up from her current position, her eyes scanning their surroundings quickly grabbing onto his hands letting her eyes flutter shut. Remus felt like he was floating for a split second before he was slammed into the floor. He was surrounded by an empty looking room, stone bricks covered every inch of the room except for the stone floor. The only furniture in the room was a bed off in the corner, with a small dresser off to the far right of the bed and a rather large fireplace pressed against the wall. A large rug covered most of the floor, the plush fur looked soft and inviting to Remus, his slender fingers wanting to run through the fur. Small pictures were taped around the bed, his curiosity getting the best out of him letting his feet take a step forward before he eyed the girl in front of him, seeing her step away from him closing her eyes.

"Step back..." Her silky voice echoed throughout the room, sending goosebumps up and down his arms letting him take a couple steps back before flames engulfed the young girl as a small disgruntled gasp left Remus' lips. The fire embraced her body, dancing over inch of her the flames nearly touching the ceiling of the room, letting a bright orange and yellow light light up almost every inch of Remus' face. Before he could utter another word the flames disappeared into a hiss of smoke, leaving only just her tense body in the middle of the room a stream of water left her hands, the cooling liquid wavering slightly above her palms. Small streams of water swerved throughout the air, twirling around her body as small droplets landing on Remus from the quick movements of the water. Almost as if the water never existed, the clear blue liquid disappeared too soon for his liking, eyeing the girl in front of him with such amazement. A slight trickle of cool air flew into his face, before a huge gust surrounded the two of them his hair dancing with the harsh winds a slight chuckle leaving his lips, fluttering his eyes close. The wind felt nice on his warm skin, considering he was always warmer than most, enjoying the way his body felt at peace with the wind.

"Might want to open your eyes for this..." Sylvia breathed out, eyeing the boy in front of her locking eyes with his baby blue eyes, blowing a gust of cool wind at him his sweater ruffled slightly by the force. The wind came to an instant stop, the silence became almost unbearable eyeing the girl with his interest high almost letting out a gasp at the sight of a petals making their way out of her palms. Slight pink tuffs fluttered out of her hands, making their way over to Remus, the soft petals caressed his cheeks a grin making its way onto his face. With the flick of her small fingers they slowly started coming together, small flashes of red coated the pink before a flash emitted from the clump of petals. Remus blinked profusely the black dots coating his vision, squinting at the bright light reaching out into the warm light, his large hand wrapping around a thin green stem. He pulled at the stem cautiously, eyeing the gorgeous rose in his hands. Remus felt flushed with adrenaline as the pink and red petals fluttered excitedly in his hands, twinkling from the light coming from the two huge windows in the room. Sylvia eyes the sight before her, a small smile tugging on her lips at the sight of her tall, muscular friend fawning over one of the daintiest things on this planet. His lips were parted as he looked up at the girl in front of him, noting that her eyes had gone back to the familiar honey color he had grown accustomed to.

"W-what?"

"I'm an Elementalist... I control all the elements. Fire, Water, Air and Earth. I know I said I would show you what a monster truly is, and I did keep my promise. Ever since my baby self came out of my mother, I have been one of the strongest living beings out there. At such a young age, I had to learn how to control my powers and learn my responsibility as one of the few remaining Elementalists left in this world. All these powers are strong, and together they can hurt a lot of people, Remus. What makes it so dangerous is that all of these elements make up the earth, and can easily bring an end to it as well... you may think you're a monster but so do I. We all have our own monsters, Moony. We just need to learn how to embrace our fears, and let them be a part of who we are..."

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The Girl with the Golden Eyes | Draco Malfoy x Reader

November 26th, 1993. The Courtyard. 3:37 pm.

Olive thrust her wand towards the white haired boy, a protective shield hovering in front of his scrunched up face deflecting the spell, flashing a quick grin as it bounced off and sped towards the red head. Ron didn't have a chance to react before his own spell came bouncing back, his body jolting rather aggressively before being flung backwards. A slight movement caught her eye, turning towards the bushy haired girl, Hermione, who had her wand pointed at the short haired witch. Her face was flushed, the grip on her wand was tight eyeing the girl up and down noticing she wasn't wearing school robes. The girl who had just knocked Ron off his feet had a pair of jeans on, that were ripped and a white t-shirt tucked into the dark denim. Over her outfit she had a dark cloak, that resembled something Professor Snape would wear, the cloak coming to just above the ground, skimming over the tall slivers of grass on the ground.

"Who do you think you are?” Hermione questioned, taking small steps towards the unknown girl whose eyes were eyeing her wearily. Students had crowded around the two girls, whispers and murmurs were heard as they came closer together. The tension was heavy in the air, as they both eyed each other rather intensely. Draco had made his way up onto his feet, an unreadable expression on his face his eyes wide as he eyed Olive angrily glaring at the Golden Trio. The two guys were eyeing their bushy haired friend, wands drawn in case they needed to use them against the girl with the wide grin on her face.

"The name is Olive. Ya know, you shouldn't cast spells at people where everyone can see, Weasley. Draco may talk a lot of bull, but he knows how to duel. Did you really expect to have a father like his, and not know how to defend yourself?" A crisp southern accent cut through the everlasting silence, swiftly pocketing her wand brushing her short curls out of her face. Taking a few strides away from the three her robes flowing behind her much like someone they knew, slowing her movements down before coming to a complete stop on the cracked stone turning on her heel a smile on her face.

"Oh and have a good day.”

November 26th, 1993. The Astronomy Tower. 10:58 pm.

A loud laugh left her lips as she flung her body off the Astronomy Tower, feeling the harsh winds slap her face rather fiercely the familiar pain coursing through her body, her body shifting rather rapidly. The previously tan skin, was now covered in vibrantly red feathers small slivers of gold embedded into the softness of her body. High above her the moon was was shining brightly, illuminating the ground below her soaring body, her wings giving strong strokes against the wind, heading towards the outskirts of the forest.

Quietly shifting back as she spotted a head of white hair making its way over to her his grey eyes scanning his surrounding, a tight grip on his wand, she jumped down from the tops of the tree rather harshly and landing on her feet right in front of the frightened boy. She grinned, tilting his wand down to the ground before he attempted to shoot any spells at her, wrapping her arms around the grey eyed boy she'd grown fond of. Draco placed his wand away, hurriedly pressing a long awaited kiss to her lips a sense of warmth washed over the girl before hungrily kissing him back, eyes fluttering close pulling her flushed body against his, deepening the kiss. Olive giggled, running her fingers through his gel free hair enjoying the feeling of his toned arms around her waist. After a short couple of minutes, they finally detached from one another their lips swollen an amused glint in their eyes.

"I've missed you,"

"What took you so long, petal?"

"I wanted to finish my mission first, before I came back. It took a while, and I'm sorry but Dumbledore got me sorted, privately of course, and I'm glad to announce that you're looking at a 4th Year Hufflepuff. Gah I've been wanting to go to this school for years, and I get to finally spend these next few years with my lovely 3rd Year boyfriend, " Olive mockingly teased her boyfriend, entwining their hands having already started walking to their 'spot', which coincidentally happened to be where they first met. He let out a scoff, a teasing sound in his voice earned himself a smack on the back of the head by the curly haired witch. Olive knew she wasn't older than Draco, if anything she was younger than him by a couple of months. Currently he was in his 4th Year at Hogwarts but she just so happened to have started school early so she was ahead of him but not enough to be a year ahead so she just took advanced classes, that truly ticked him off at first but he found it as a way to show off his girl. She loved to call him a 3rd Year, as a way to push his buttons, but he found it adorable that his girlfriend who happened to be younger than him, was ahead of him school wise. A chuckle left his lips, leaning down to peck her lips apologetically, lightly pulling away from her soft touch. His body stumbling forward as she grabbed a hold of his collar, his eyes growing wide. Her tiny hands pulled him closer to her, their lips crashing into each other one again.

"Beautiful...absolutely gorgeous. Never letting you leave my side ever again," Mumbling against her lips, peppering her face with soft wet kisses sending the witch into a fit of giggles. She playfully smacked his chest, a wide grin on her face as he tightened his grip on her waist effortlessly lifting her off the ground. The wind ruffled her hair, vision becoming blurry from the quick movement. Draco's laughter grew as he twirled her around in the autumn air, his grip on her body was tight afraid to let his girl drop. Both of their laughter's echoed through the peaceful silence, subsiding slowly when he let her back onto the plush grass.

"Show me what I've been missing out on, petal..." His sultry voice sent shivers down her spine, warm lips pressing onto her rather cold cheek pulling away too quickly for her liking. Olive ripped her robes off, the dark fabric falling onto the grass a dark grey sweater adorning her body nicely. Her tan legs on display from the skirt flowing freely from the wind, a pair of long grey knee high socks hiding her toned calves. Clasping her hands together, a familiar prickling sensation rushed down to her palms, shutting her eyes rapidly drawing her hands apart as a trail of flames emitted from her palms. The flickering flames licked their way up her arms growing increasingly bigger, the orange hue framing Draco's face his eyes wide in amazement.The last time he had seen her powers was in 1st Year, and at the time she had small tricks up her sleeves, but by the sight of the ever growing flames he had noticed that her powers had grown in a such a short period of time and it was incredible. 

The young girl twirled her fingers, creating beautiful intricate designs in the open space between Draco and her before she pointed her arms into the sky, the vibrant flames coursing up into the starry night. A huge burst of flames exploded, but no sound came from the burst of the fire, the flame fading into tiny specks of light falling over the two but diminishing before touching the ground.

November 27th, 1993. The Great Hall. 10:54 am.

Making her way into the Great Hall, eyeing all the side eyes she was receiving letting her feet take her over to her table plopping on an empty spot on the bench, hastily opening the book she was reading the night before. Olive managed to find the page she had left of on, humming triumphantly adjusting her current position before going for a bowl of grapes in front of her, popping a few into her mouth. Her small slender fingers fiddled with the aging book, her eyes scanning the words on the page turning the tethered paper noticing a slight movement out of the corner of her eye. Nearly jumping out of her skin as two identical twins sat in front of her, their identical grins staring back at her. Olive hurriedly swallowed the last of her grapes, closing the book in front of her staring back and forth between the two of them to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her.

"Never seen you before but you seem too old to be a first year-"

"-what year are you in? Is everything swell?"Her eyebrow raised, a smile making its way onto her face amused at how they finished each other sentences. They both happened to have Ron's hair, and the piercing dark eyes they lacked the freckles, but she could tell easily tell where Ron got his mannerisms from by seeing how these twins walked up her, and spoke to her like they had been friends for years. Mischief was evident in their eyes, both hands placed in front of them, clasped together on the wooden table eyeing her tentatively.

"I'm a 5th Year, and Hogwarts is amazing so far thank you for asking. But you two just happened to make it a hell of a lot better," Olive teased, popping another grape into her mouth seeing one of the twins flush a light pink but he maintained the smug look on his face, while the other twin winked at her flirtatiously. She rolled her eyes, leaning her face into one of her palms eyeing the two swiping her tongue across her ruby colored lips, "Now who might you two be,"

"I'm Fred. He's George."

"You forgot our last names, Freddie"

"Blimey, right. It's Weasley, sorry love,"

By the time Olive had decided it was time to leave, it was nearly noon. She finished waving bye to the fiery heads of red hair as she went around the corner when she was flung to the floor, her body smacking onto the stone rather hard feeling a stinging sensation spreading down her legs. Her eyes narrowed at the figure in front of her before softening her glare, locking eyes with a pair of stunning grey eyes. The boy standing in front of her had white blonde hair that happened to fall over his eyes, his face seemed stern and full of such cockiness, a familiar face she had grown accustomed to him putting on, made a grin make its way onto her face. His hand grasped her hand, helping her back on her feet rather swiftly his eyes scanning her up and down checking for any bruises or cuts he may have caused.

"Petal... you alright?" His voice murmured quietly, cupping her face with his right hand while his other found a place on her waist eyeing her eyes for any sign of discomfort, the group of people behind him looked confused as to why Draco was associating himself with someone other than his own house. Olive reached up to brush some of his blonde hair away from his face, giving him a warm smile showing that she was alright his hand squeezing her right hip lovingly.

"No need for that. I'm fine, see? Nothing is broken, nothing is scratched. My butt kinda hurts, but besides that everything's alright," She mused, a teasing tone in her voice noting the way his eyes had softened, stroking his thumb across her soft cheek. His grey eyes locked with her dark brown eyes, visibly relaxing as she stated that she was alright. Wrapping his arms fully around the girl, kissing her forehead instead of giving into her luscious lips that called for him, not being very fond of public display of affection.

"Mind walking me to class, petal?"

"Of course not. Lead the way,"

December 16th, 1993. The Hufflepuff Dormitories. 10:49 pm.

Olive shifted uncomfortably in her bed, the comforter was pooled around the foot of the bed, her body radiating heat. No matter how many layers she removed, the overwhelming sense of heat still surrounded her. Her small hands rubbed at her tired eyes, sitting up on her bed eyeing the dark dorm room grabbing her black school robe putting it over one of the T-shirts that she borrowed from one of the twins, tugging on a pair of shorts knowing it wouldn’t be a good idea to walk around half naked. Her bare feet made small sounds as they padded down the stairs, her wand in her hand, eyeing the empty common room double checking every inch of the room to make sure no one else was around to see her leave. Feeling her body stumble as she tripped over a step, smacking her hands onto the floor groaning in discomfort ignoring the pain in her palms, heaving herself off of the floor making her way near the entrance to the common room.

Picking up her lightened wand, muttering nox softly the light fading quickly. Waving her wand over herself, seeing her body slowly fade into the background behind her, quietly making her way out of the common room eyeing her surroundings to check for Filch or his cat. The blown out candles around the hallways made the place seem eerie, but she brushed off the odd sensation jogging up the stone stairs to the Astronomy Tower trying to stay as quiet as possible. A cold sensation washed over her bare feet from the night air, getting increasingly colder the further up the stairs she went, her body slowly fading back once she made it all the way to the top. The tower overlooked the school grounds, at such a perfect angle it always always caught her off guard every time she made her way back to the lonesome tower, the way the wind blew through the trees like water running over rocks seemed extremely soothing to the young girl.

"Good evening, Ms. Black " The sound of someone muttering her name made the young girl jump toward the source of the sound, locking eyes with a pair of grey blue eyes. His smile relaxed her tremendously, running her fingers through her tousled curls letting out a breath she never knew she was holding. The tall professor had his hands tucked into his pockets eyeing the girl sitting on the edge of the Astronomy Tower, her bare legs dangling in the cold autumn wind. He gestured to an empty spot beside her, the girl scooted over patting the spot beside her a smile tugging at his lips sitting down beside her.

"Mornin' Professor... what are you doing out of bed so early?" Olive joked tiredly, eyes looking over at the young professor whose face was now adorning a playful smile, his fingers messing with his worn out cardigan. A soft chuckle left his lips, giving her a teasing look making Olivia smile, looking out into the night sky.

"Funny you may ask... I was fixing on asking you the same thing, Ms. Black..." His deep voice let out, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he eyed her curiously. She let out a deep sigh, leaning against the wall to her left, enjoying the prickling sensation the cold stone bricks felt against her warm face, looking out into the night. The stars twinkled happily, dancing around the moon that happened to be half full her hands yearning to reach out and hold the clump of rock. The night sky was fairly clear expect for a few grey clouds scattered throughout the sky, barely skimming over the surface of the moon.

"It was hot in my dorm room so I couldn't fall asleep, which is why I went to the place where I go at the end of the week to... let loose,"

"Let loose?" Confusion laced Remus' voice, as he eyed the girl who looked to be deep in thought, his mind racing with endless possibilities to the significance of her words. Olive looked over at her professor, deciding whether she would be able to trust the young man with the everlasting amount of scars or not. Closing her eyes letting out a deep breath feeling her shoulders relax, placing her hand off the to the side hearing the small clatter of her wand as it skimmed the stone floor, hurriedly picking up the wand to make sure it didn’t fall off the edge of the tower.

"Can I trust you with a secret of mine? And do you promise to not tell my secret, Professor?"

"I solemnly swear" Those three words were enough for her, opening her eyes nodding her head to him who was giving her a warm smile. Heart racing slightly as she stood up from her previous sitting position handing her wand to Remus, his hand wrapping around the wand gently eyeing her cautiously once more. Olive chuckled to herself imagining what was fixing to run through his mind the moment she stepped off the tower, taking a few steps forward her toes hovering over the ledge before throwing herself off the tower the sound of someone screaming her name behind her made her laugh loudly, the wing blocking out the panicking tone of his voice. The familiar sensation of her body morphing quickly took place, her wings flapping graceful taking her further up into the air letting out a loud caw. Cool wind ruffled her feathers, the stars seemingly closer than before, diving down towards her Professor landing further into the tower shifting back to her human form, her chest heaving up and down from the adrenaline pumping through her veins.

Remus' heart flew out of his chest when the girl threw herself off the Astronomy Tower, calling after her scrambling onto his feet. Before he knew what was happening, the girl quickly morphed into a Phoenix. Her vibrant red feathers standing out in the dark, small glints of light shining off of her from the moonlight hitting them perfectly as she flew around gracefully. There was something satisfying about seeing this flash of red in a sea of dark colors, that he found very amusing. Remus had to admit to himself that he was positive that she knew damn well the reaction he would give to her jumping off the tower, and he applauded her for her dark sense of humor.

"Ms. Black... how in the-"

"Professor if I may," She cut him off, a knowing look in her eyes as she eyed the bewildered wizard whose mouth was parted open. His eyes were wide and full of amazement, his mouth slowly forming into a giant grin, "I've been an animagus since I was very young. I guess it was one of the many powers I received that night, but you can't tell anyone... god only knows what would happen if anyone found out"

"M-many powers?"

"Oh this is just scraping the surface of what you have left to see, Professor"

December 20th, 1993. Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom. 2:09 pm.

"Today, we will be working with boggarts. Can anyone tell me what a..." Professor Lupin's voice faded while Olive stared at the dresser in front of her, her eyes wide. Having faced a boggart multiple times she knew what her biggest fear was, and never wanted to face that for as long as she could avoid it. She knew the people in the closet would change, especially since her friends had become a big part in her life along with the professors she had gotten close to. Olive regretted coming in here to help assist Professor Lupin, sending daggers to the scarred man who paid no attention to the glaring girl. Her body tensed up, locking eyes with Draco who sent her a reassuring smile winking at her. That small wink made her relax slightly but she still remained tense, snapping back to reality managing to catch the last few words of Professor Lupin's speech.

"-now if everyone could please line up behind Ms. Black," Olive glared down at the floor feeling her heart race immensely, paying no attention to the noises of everyone shuffling to get in position behind her. Professor Lupin nodded towards the young girl, whose face was unreadable her brown eyes were staring straight ahead at the dresser. Reaching into her robes, pulling out her wand keeping a serious expression on her face gripping onto her wand tighter. Remus flicked his wand a joyous smile on his face rather happy to be teaching his favorite lesson, taking a bite out of his apple eyeing the dresser as the door opened slowly.

A hand clasped around the edge of the door, pushing the door open further the tension growing in the small classroom. The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the room as Olive appeared from behind the door, small gasps leaving the mouths of the students confusion evident on their faces. The short haired witches eyes narrowed as she locked eyes with herself, but the eyes staring back at her were golden, nothing like her dark brown eyes. The boggart version of herself was covered in blood but something told Olive it wasn't hers by the murderous look in her eyes, as well as the orbs hovering above her head.

7 different colored orbs.

A vibrant green representing the power of the Earth, baby blue representing the power of Water, bright red for the power of Fire, while a grey white orb off to the right side of her face showed the power of Air.

A deep purple orb was right at the top of her head illumination her face representing the power of Mind Reading, and further off to her right, the black orb stood for the power of Shape Shifting, and the last orb was a vibrant yellow for the power of Strength.

The dead bodies of her friends had slowly started appearing out of thin air the moment the other Olive stepped out of the closet, the two red headed twins who she befriended both had blood coming from their mouths, the ghost of an everlasting smile engraved onto their pale faces, the Golden Trio were slumped over one another. Draco was hovering over the air closest to her his body drained off blood, his pale skin was now stark white and his hair looked dead and limp as it hung from his face. Her heart shattered at the familiar image of her boyfriend, her jaw clenching tightly raising her wand higher. Harry's scar was carved in rather sloppily, small trickles of blood covering his face his eyes gauged out laying scattered a couple feet away, a heavy feeling swimming over her heart. The familiar red headed boy was covered in soot, baby blue eyes were now a grey color having lost all signs of life in them. His skin was practically white, except for the smudges of Hermione's blood and dirt covering half of his body, the mark on his chest showing the cause of his death. The bushy haired girl, who she had become quite fond of, was dismembered, her head placed messily on Harry's lap her mouth wide open with the eyes wide. Eyeing her bleeding body, Olive clamped her eyes shut to avoid seeing the remaining people scattered around the classroom completely lifeless, pointing her wand at the boggart flicking her wand.

"Riddikulus! Bloody hell-Riddikulus! If you don't fucking change, I will-" Olive's angry voice cut through the silence, the boggart shifting to a never ending amount of exploding fireworks. The pinks and purples illuminating her face, shoving her wand into her robes swiftly making her way out of the room leaving the stunned students in the classroom. 

Hermione had tears in her eyes as she clutched onto both Ron and Harry's hands, who also happened to be in shock. Harry turned to his friends giving them a everlasting look to reassure himself that they were both okay and standing in front of him, a gut wrenching sensation spread from deep in his chest to every inch of his body from staring at his dead friends feeling an immense pity for the short haired witch.

After a short couple of minutes of walking in silence, she wound up in front of Snape's classroom the familiar stabbing pain making it's way through her body making her barge into his room avoiding the side eyes she was receiving from his students. Snape's scowl was replaced by a concerned look, as he eyed the panting girl with tears in her eyes snapping back to his usual demeanor to face his students. His arm lifted, his wand in hand flicking his wrist expertly eyeing his students with the usual scowl who looked around rather lost as to why their potions disappeared so suddenly.

"Class dismissed... write a 9 inch parchment over the potion you chose to create. Don't get used to getting early dismissal, now go!" His harsh tone sent the 3rd years scrambling to grab their belongings, making their way steadily out of the classroom the sound of hushed whispers and clattering of shoes on the stone floor quickly faded as the door closed shut before them.

Snape turned to face Olive whose breathing had gotten harsh, her eyes clamped shut a tight grip on her robes. His features softened reaching out to the girl before she let out a guttural cry, his heart clenching at the unfamiliar sound. Olive's legs gave out, the sound of her knees hitting the ground did nothing for her and no pain compared to the pain she was experiencing at that very moment.

"H-help me..." Before another word left her mouth, he cast a quick muffliato around the room eyeing the girl as her body was flung into the air her body hovering over the air. An ear piercing scream left her mouth, the sharp ringing echoed loudly in his ears shuffling back a couple steps. Waving his wand, a few vials of a deep purple colored potion floated onto his desk, glistening from a small crack of light coming into his room. Severus cast a patronus, staring the doe with an intense stare as he explained the current situation to the professors, the doe splitting up into many speeding off to their destinations leaving the room. A deep pain resonated deep within Snape, hating the fact that all that he could do was watch his goddaughter scream, and not be able to do anything to stop her pain. Olive knew what would happen if she had let her guard down, the powers would take over and she tried her hardest to avoid that. Having only experienced this pain for a millisecond before her mother stepped in, but this pain was only growing. Like you were burning from the inside out except this burning wouldn’t stop, leaving her in a state of no control as her body morphed.

"Fiat ein requiem. Nein requiem meam. Relinquo." Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the room, her screams subsided almost right away her body slowly floating down to the floor. The stone floor helped soothe the burning sensation on her warm skin, eyes fluttering open blinking away the blurriness. Madam Pomfrey scurried over to the girl sprawled on the stone floor, grabbing Severus' potion uncorking the vial crouching down to the glowing girl. A soft cry left her lips, parting her mouth for the rich purple liquid to trickle down her throat, feeling the coldness from the potion quickly spreading, starting from her throat all the way up to her flushed cheeks, the sensation making it's way down to her hands and feet.

Remus eyed the girl, Olive's pained body was now resembling her boggart. Her biggest fear... was standing right before him. The waist length locks, small braids in her hair with tiny slivers of gold braided into the hair. Golden eyes were scanning her surroundings, a new aurora surrounding the small girl. Olive locked eyes with Remus, his features looked shock with a bit of sympathy laced in his grey-blue eyes. A small grunt emitted from her throat feeling her body regain control of her actions, letting out a small hiss while trying to sit up, the sound of someone making their way over to her didn't go unnoticed by Olive. Remus wrapped his arm around the pained girl, feeling her body relax at his touch helping the trembling girl back onto her feet, giving her a reassuring smile.

"They took over... I c-couldn't stop it. When I saw myself- I let my guard down long enough for them to take over..." Olives voice croaked out, her eyes widening at how smooth her voice had gotten. Tilting her head to the rings littered across her fingers, the emeralds seemingly familiar to the orbs she saw earlier. Four rings were on both hands, one of the larger rings was closest to her knuckle on her left hand ring finger, a smaller ring snug on her pinky, the Mind Reading stone and the Shape Shifting stone. On her thumb on her right hand hand had a thicker ring with small engravings of waves into the silver, that happened to be the Water stone, and the ring on her middle finger was the Fire stone. The glint of a gold chain hanging around her ankle catching her attention, paying attention to the Earth stone that was split up to form a small heart on her leg. A stinging sensation was brought to her ear, taking small steps forward, the chatter between the adults fading from her mind as she made her way over to a mirror, tucking a strand of her new found long hair behind her ear. Two earrings were embedded into her soft skin, a small stud of the Air stone was in her first hole while the Strength stone was shining brightly behind the stud, as a tiny vine made out of an amber cupped her other ear.

December 22nd, 1993. Hogwarts Corridor. 12:05 pm.

Olivia had her hair braided into two long braids that went down her back, shuffling outside the Great Hall entrance waiting for her two twins to show up. Albus helped her place a charm over her eyes to hide the bright gold, but no matter how many times she chopped her hair off it instantly grew back. The Hogwarts uniform seemed rather bland on her body compared to the intense beauty radiating off of her, her white button up was perfectly hiding how her skin shone brightly. Her earrings were on full display, but she quite liked how it made her seem along with the rings on her tanned fingers. A cough to her left made her head snap to the startling sound, relaxing as she locked eyes with the twins.

"What happened to your short hair?" Fred teased, reaching out a hand to twirl a loose curl around his finger enjoying the way it curled around his long finger perfectly. A grin made it's way onto her face bringing one of the braids to the front, sending Fred a playful wink. George noted how she carried herself differently, she no longer had that tiny sliver of timidness when she first met them. Olive radiated of confidence and authority, something George wasn't accustomed to but he liked how she seemed much happier now.

"A spell gone wrong, but it's fine. Would you like to go in or are we going to be enjoying our food out here?" The twins nodded happily, each wrapping an arm around the younger Hufflepuff whose face was sporting a massive grin. Olive opened the door with the flick of her wand, the two redheaded twins letting out a loud whistle, eyeing the chattering students who were scattered throughout the Great Hall, a few people stared at the three before turning their attention back to their friends. Fred kissed her cheek cheekily, unwrapping his arm from around her, making his way over to Lee Jordan, a boy she'd been introduced to at the beginning of the school year shortly after she met the twins.

Olive turned to face the other twin whose face was a light pink, giving her a soft smile walking her over to her seat. She's always sat near the far end side of the table, closest to the Professors table, either by herself or surrounded by the friends she had made so far into the school year. George and Olive plopped down, enjoying their lunch before George tried to steal the last sandwich his long fingers almost succeeding if it weren't for the short witch slapping his hand.

December 22nd, 1993. The Great Hall. 12:47 pm.

"-and then... and then he slipped in the middle of the dance!" A loud snort left Olive's lips as she tried to contain her laughter, slapping her hand over her reddening face. George had just finished explaining what happened at Yule Ball practice with Fred and his date, his face almost as red as his fiery red hair. Fred had managed to slip on his foot sending him and the girl he was dancing with, tumbling to the floor along with other dancers around them. He wasn't able to look at the girl the same, avoiding mentioning it ever happened and attempted to send spells at anyone who dared to speak of it, which made Olive rather proud of her red headed friend. Placing her hand on George's shoulder trying to muffle her laughter, feeling the soft chuckles subside her cheeks cooling down slightly.

"That was great" Olive chocked out, grasping the golden goblet in front of her taking a small sip of the cooling liquid inside. Setting the goblet down on the dark oak table, shifting to face the grinning boy who happened to already be staring at her. His eyes twinkled in amusement leaning forward slightly to push a strand of her hair back, caressing her cheek softly. Olive felt a tingling sensation spread down to her hands, her breath hitching scooting back from the boys touch. A flash of hurt flashed across his eyes setting his hand back onto the table, taking a swig from his goblet a small trickle of the orange liquid trickled down his throat. Her small fingers reached out to wipe away the liquid, seeing his body tense up slowly setting the metal down, eyeing her cautiously as she inched her way closer to him, cupping his hand into her softly.

"Sorry for pulling away, Georgie... I couldn't have you kissing me because-"

"Because she's got a boyfriend, Weasel. Now get lost" The sound of Draco's voice made her hands quickly detach themselves from Georges, turning her head to look up at his seething face. The sunlight coming from the windows up above made his milky skin have a golden hue to it, his grey eyes were nearly pitch black and narrowed at the red head. Georges face hardened standing up from his position, his body towering over the 4th Year Slytherin, the sound of someone running over to them caught her attention but as she went to turn toward the sound of the footsteps Fred had popped up beside his twin glaring at Draco.

"Back off, Malfoy. Wouldn't want to hurt you in front of our little friend now would we...?" Fred's voice was laced with anger, his eyes darkening as he twirled his wand in front of him cocking his eyebrow at the white haired boy. Draco instinctively tugged his wand out pointing it at the slightly shorter Weasley twin, jabbing his chest harshly before they were both throw back from one another, both of their bodies slamming onto the floor feeling the painful sensation creeping up their backs.

Olive's face was stone hard her brown eyes were now a light golden color, not as vibrant as they had been last night but they were enough to show the change in her. Tucking her wand back into her robe, reaching a hand out to Draco seeing as George had already helped his other half up. Draco's eyes were apologetic, eyes widening as he scanned her golden eyes before he could say anything she had already muttered the spell her headmaster had taught her letting her eyes turn back to normal. Swiveling on her heels to face the twins, giving them an apologetic smile reaching out a hand to the taller twin, grasping her tiny hand in his large hand.

"Thank you for standing up for me, Freddie but you didn't have to... Draco can get overprotective at times but he doesn't mean any harm-"

"Are you defending that...bloody ferret-"

"-after he knocked me back?"

"I knocked you both back, Fred. And don't call him that." Olive gave him a soft smile, patting his hand gently giving him a warm smile. Their faces looked completely an utterly lost, as they eyed the two, before realization washed over George. His eyes softened slightly, letting out a deep sigh as he pulled his hand out of his pocked running his fingers through his long hair. Fred eyed the white haired boy noticing the look he had on his face as he eyed the girl standing before him, proving to him that he truly did care for her. The only reason he knew that just by looking at the two of them, was because Fred always caught his twin brother looking at the curly haired witch in the exact same way.

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