Vines That I Havent Seen In Any Compilations Yet

vines that i haven’t seen in any compilations yet

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Rumor Has It | Draco Malfoy x Reader

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January 3rd, 1994. The Hufflepuff Dormitories. 9:17am. 

Penelope's hands hurriedly tried to flatten the heavy mass of curls resting on her flushed cheeks, having spent the last few months trying to hide them by a small potion she had created but she made a small mistake and had completely forgotten to bring some of the concoction back with her after the holidays. Eyeing her reflection in the mirror deciding to make her way downstairs to grab breakfast, making sure to take long strides to the Great Hall. Nervously walking into the hall with the frizzy curls bouncing around her face, running her ring cladded fingers through the tousled curls as the two familiar red heads made their way over to her with a cheeky grin on their faces. Penelope felt a grin making its way onto her face, slowing her movements down to make sure the twins didn't attempt anything on her, they walked over to her in almost perfect sync. Fred reached out ruffling her dark curls, letting out a whistle his brother following along, she smacked his hand away from her flustered face.

"Can it, Weasley."

"You look good, love." Fred chuckled, cheekily winking at her only making her already bright cheeks turn a shade darker, pushing past the tall redheads to make her way over to her green eyed boyfriend. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders her chest flush against his back, pressing her lips onto his freckled cheek. The blonde flushed a light pink, turning to face the curly haired girl cupping her face pulling her in for a soft kiss. All of the surrounding Gryffindors whistled and cheered for Neville, being the first time he initiated the first kiss unlike all the other times Penelope had done so. Pulling away from the boy smiling softly, turning towards her table nearly skipping over to her fellow Hufflepuffs, waving at Cedric sitting besides the tall dark haired boy. He leaned over to ruffle her curls as he offered the girl a warm bagel, who let out a soft smile at his actions.

February 18th, 1994. The Room of Requirement. 11:57pm.

Penelope thrust her wand rather harshly ignoring the small jolt of pain she felt in her shoulder blade, a stream of yellow lighting up the dark room making it's way over to her target sending Draco flying towards a mat. A grunt left his lips, standing up from his position on the floor his skin a light red from the blood rushing up to his pale face. She extended a hand out towards the white haired boy, his large pale hand grasping onto her letting her help him off of the mat muttering out a soft thanks. Patting his sweaty frame giving a wide grin, wiping the sweat off her face feeling rather worn out from the 3 hours of working out and helping Draco practice his dueling spells.

"Didn't know you knew wordless spells,"

"There's a lot you don't know about me. You're really good, Malfoy. I still don't know why you won't join the group." Penelope let out sincerely, setting her wand on the table next to the couch plopping down on spot besides Draco nudging him with her elbow. His features hardened, turning to face her his chest still heaving up and down from our intense session, swiping his tongue across his bottom lip.

"Potter is a part of that group, a leader nonetheless, I'd rather take orders from a ferret..."

"Is this your way of calling me a ferret, Malfoy?" Penelope grinned, feigning hurt turning towards the blonde whose face was sporting a light pink. He faced the dark haired girl an apologetic look etched on his features before relief washed over him as she let out a giggle, sending a playful glare at Penelope as she laughed even louder. Draco would never admit it but he considered Penelope to be one of his closest friends, as much as he wanted to think otherwise, the girl reached a part of him no one had reached before.

"You are cruel."

"You love it, Draco. Wanna head off now? It's almost midnight, " He agreed standing up from the comfortable couch, grasping the girls hand helping her onto her feet. She thanked him making her way over the dark oak door that appeared a few feet in front of her. Penelope waved her wand over Draco and herself letting their looming figures blend into their surrounding, opening the door slightly poking her head out to check for any lingering prefects. Jutting her hand out for Draco to take making their way down the cold corridor, the wind feeling nice on their sweating frames smiling softly as Draco shoved her shoulder playfully. Penelope smacked his shoulder leaning away from his touch making her way further down the hall, letting out a loud giggle as the blonde successfully wrapped his arms around her lifting her up into the air.

"You cheat," She stuck her tongue out waving her wand once again locking eyes with the reappearing pair of grey eyes, letting a smile creep its way up her face grinning wider as he gave her a smile back. Draco turned his head away from Penelope as blood rushed up to his cheeks, making his way to her common room the dark haired girl trailing beside him.

The moonlight streamed in from the windows showing off their giddy smiles, the sounds of laughter lingering in the evening. The pair of kids chased each other around making sure not to wake any of the sleeping picture frames, as much as they thought they had been quiet all he frames had woken up to the sounds of the girl laughing. All of the older wizards and witches looked over the abnormal pair, nearly fawning over the amount of happiness oozing from the pair as they came to a stop in front of the Hufflepuff common room quickly scurrying off to their portraits to not disturb them. A peaceful silence washed over Draco giving the girl a smile, letting his actions speak for him, bringing her into a large hug his chin resting atop of her curls. Penelope wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling into the crook of his neck the scent of his signature cologne and fresh pineapple filtered into her nostrils, tightening her grip on the tall boy.

"Thank you once again, for giving me a chance to be better. You are helping a lot more than I'm letting on, Davey"

"Thank you, Mal. That means a lot to me... I'll see you tomorrow okay? Same time. Don't be late," She pulled away from him, giving him a small wink patting him on the shoulder as she made her way into her common room. As the door shut behind her, she let out a small sigh waving her wand over herself muttering a spell to replace her uniform with a pair of pajamas making her way hurriedly to the dorm room. Draco made sure the girl had made her way into the room successfully before making his way down the hall, tucking his hands into his robe keeping a firm grip on his wand. The night had gone a lot better than the previous nights, he had managed to catch Penelope off guard and he had never felt so accomplished with himself. Draco only managed to get a couple feet before he had fallen to the ground his face slamming into the cold stone. Oh that is definitely going to bruise the blonde thought to himself, rubbing his cheek softly.

February 29th, 1994. The Hufflepuff Dormitories. 9:48am.

Penelope bit her bottom lip slightly, adjusting the length of her flower printed dress. The dress really showed off her curves coming to mid thigh flowing around her slightly, along with a brown purse displayed across her chest a pair of white shoes being the final touch to her outfit. Her curls framed her makeup covered face neatly, pushing the frame of her glasses further up her nose before hurriedly making her way down the stairs to meet her boyfriend in the Great Hall. Today was their anniversary, and they were planning on going to Hogsmeade and spending their evening there. The moment the curly haired girl had reached the Courtyard full of other students waiting for the clock to hit 10 so they could leave, she spotted her blonde haired boyfriend nearly running over to him.

"Neville!" At the mention of his name, he turned to face the direction of her voice the smile being wiped off his face entirely making her come to a stop. Neville's face flashed red, pushing his way through the crowd making his way as far away from the girl as possible stopping to meet to his friends a couple of ways from her. Her chest tightened the smile on her face falling, gripping onto her purse staring after the green eyed boy shifting her weight on the balls of her feet. Penelope brushed her curls away from her face looking around at all the familiar faces feeling a stinging sensation making its way to her eyes, blinking away the tears making her way out of the Great Hall but before she could get close to the entrance a hand wrapped around her small wrist. Her tear filled eyes locked with a familiar pair of grey ones, nearly bursting into tears but she only managed to let out a loud exhale. The sound of Filch's voice caught her attention, pulling away from the grey eyed boy making her way outside the hem of her dress fluttering around her thighs as she began making her way to the trail, trying to avoid the large groups of people. Draco practically had to sprint to catch up to the short witch, receiving odd looks from people around them. He came to her side, nudging her with his shoulder in an attempt to grab her attention.

"Petal... are you alright-"

"No. I can't even pretend that I am. Today is Neville and I's anniversary, and we were supposed to go to Hogsmeade together, but when I tried to greet him this morning he completely brushed me off. Did I do something wrong? Draco... I-I don't know maybe I'm overreacting-" Penelope's voice cracked feeling the warm tears run down her cheeks, wiping away at the tears rather hastily looking down at the floor. The blonde wrapped his arm around her letting her cry into his pitch black button up, rubbing small circles on her back holding her close to his chest. Her heavy breathing quieted down for a minute, clutching at his coat softly pulling away from him.

"Sorry about your shirt..."

"Petal, don't apologize. You are in no position to be apologizing. Would you like to spend this evening with me? I understand if you would want to go back inside, and I respect that-"

"I'd love to, Draco" The girl muttered out meekly, waving her wand at her face feeling her makeup become lighter and as crisp as she had done it in the morning. Draco took this chance to admire the small smile on her lips, jutting out his arm to the girl a grin making its way onto his face her arm looping with his leaning her head on his shoulder. He let her rest on him, feeling the morning breeze blow over their faces the scent of honey and cinnamon filling his nostrils as she nuzzled closer to him. The only sounds that surrounded the pair were the sounds of people chattering as they passed by them, and the loud laughter of the kids goofing around and trying to race each other to the gate.

May 26th, 1994. Hogsmeade. 11:29am

The cool evening air hit her rosy cheeks, her feet making her way out of the warm store full of enticing sweets. She let out a happy sigh, clutching her bag of treats closer to her side turning to face the grey eyed boy who had made his way over to her. Penelope flashed him a toothy smile, shoving him playfully making her way down the stone path. Her eyes scanned the pretty colors swirling with the pretty clouds, feeling herself relax as she watched the fluffy clouds float by. The curly haired girl was so entranced by the evening sky she hadn't noticed the large group of people making their way out of the Hog's Head pub. Before Draco could warn her, she had crashed into a group of 6 people sending her flying to the floor. A loud squeak left her lips, scrambling up from the floor her cheeks blazing red.

"Watch where you're going" At the harsh sound of a familiar voice, she turned to face Ginny who was helping Neville off the floor glaring at the small girl. Penelope clutched her bag of sweets, taking a step back eyeing her group of friends her heart physically breaking at the harsh looks they were giving her. She chewed on her bottom lip anxiously peering up at Draco whose face was stone hard and staring out at them, his hand buried in his pocket where his wand remained.

"I-I'm sorry."

"You have no reason to apologize. If you even think about laying a finger on her let alone look at her-"

"Draco it's okay. I'm sorry to bother, I'll see you guys later," At the sound of Draco's mouth starting to sputter more incoherent curse words at the group, she hastily grabbed onto his clothed arm and dragged him further away from the group. Her heavy breathing had quieted down significantly, subconsciously tightening her grip on Draco's sleeve leaning into his shoulder letting their quiet footsteps be the only sound in the woods.

"Is everything alright?" He murmured, letting his voice drift across the evening air looking down at the brunette beneath him. She nodded softly, letting her free hand grab a hold of the fence in front of her scanning the beautiful colors streaking the sky. It had only been 2 months since Neville and her had broken up, and she was rather conflicted on her feelings. She was heartbroken about her breakup but after spending so much time with the boy beside her she began wondering if she had started growing feelings for him. Penelope picked at the paint chipping off the fence, her heart beat racing trying to think of a way to ask the tall boy next to her a rather complicated question.

"Draco? C-can I try something?"

"Of course," At the mere murmur of his words she turned to face the blonde, cupping his chiseled cheeks and pressing her plump lips against his. His lips parted instantly, his body stilling as a million thoughts coursed through his mind. Draco's eyes fluttered shut reciprocating the motions of their lips moving together, tentatively wrapping his arms around her waist. The pair remained in their state of bliss for a moment, letting the bright colors light up the sky in front of them as they become one with one another.

That kiss had answered all of her questions. Those kisses she had shared with the green eyed boy felt so bland compared the blonde whose arms were holding onto her tightly. This kiss felt like an atomic bomb unlike the small fluttering in her stomach she usually felt after kissing Neville.

“W-what was that?”

“A kiss-”

“Penelope,” Draco breathed out keeping her a couple inches from his as he searched her eyes for an answer, trying not to get his hopes up. She sighed clamping her eyes shut as she felt her nerves overwhelm her.

“I like you. A lot more than I thought I originally did... I-I get it if you don’t feel the same way. I just had to get that off my chest,”

“Are you blind, Davey”

“A little,” Penelope mumbled playfully motioning towards the glasses framing her face, to which Draco chuckled at leaning in to rest his forehead against her, “why do you ask?”

“I figured you of all people would have noticed that I have had the biggest crush on you ever since I bumped into you and Potter at Diagon Alley. But, I never pulled a move because that’s not the kind of man I am. Now that you are no longer taken, and I know for a fact you won’t reject me.... would you like to go on a date with me, Penelope David?” Penelope felt a grin creeping onto her face nodding her head rather eagerly to the blonde, bringing the boy into a kiss, melting into his touch as he gripped her hips pulling her close. They stood there swaying back and forth as the spring wind blew through their hair, enjoying the peaceful silence as they finally had everything out in the open.

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The soft sounds of the far away waves sent relief washing over her, clutching onto her walking stick tighter at the sound of footsteps nearing her. Angelica stepped further to the side in case the person behind her needed to get by, her curls bouncing on her face from the sudden gust of wind that blew over her. Much to her dismay the footsteps didn't stop, they seemed to linger behind the small girl. Pushing her dark sunglasses further up the bridge of her nose, taking large steps down the familiar sidewalk. Her body was slightly tense at the now mocking footsteps, trying to ignore the uncertainty climbing up her chest. Angelica swiveled on her heels, standing in front of whatever it may be that was following her, the footsteps came to an abrupt stop not too far from her. She tightened her grip on her walking stick, preparing to unsheathe the sword within it in case the figure wanted to try anything on the girl. Angelica ignored blobs of moving shapes and dark spots in front of her eyes, something she had grown quite used to and tried to peer at him through the smallest little amount of light her eyes let her see.

"Look, I don't know if you've noticed but if you wanted to try to rob me you could have easily done so. Don't have much except for my phone, and my lovely walking stick but it's rather odd having you follow me around like a lost puppy," Angelica spoke out loud, her voice coming out clear in the cool night the figure standing before her seemed surprised to hear those words come from her mouth. Harry eyed the girl in front of him, her curls coming to rest a little above her shoulders hiding that perfect neck of hers that he had seen in the bakery. When he walked in to taste whatever it may have been that smelled so nicely, he never expected it to be the sweet girl with the gorgeous curls. His mouth nearly watered when he followed her down the sidewalk in the empty time of night, her scent intoxicating him, the smell of cinnamon and honey lingered around her body and he couldn't stop himself from wanting to take a nibble. His ring cladded hands came out of his pockets, crossing his arms across his chest at the sight of the unwavering girl before him. Harry was confused at the use of the stick, wanting to know why a little human was carrying around such a large piece of wood.

"Why do you carry a stick around? Looks rather stupid. On the other hand...I don't remember reading about this, is this new to your species?" His thick accent sent her body into a whirlwind of different emotions, confused at his use of words. Species? Is this dude Russian or something? Angelica was very lost, taking a step towards the odd man ignoring the ever growing tension.

"I'm blind. You know what that is right? I can't see you, or anything in this world. Only small amounts of light, but nothing more. That's why I carry around a stick, thank you very much" She explained, taking another step towards him catching scent of a small hint of mint coming from the husky voiced guy. Angelica noticed the guy hadn't made any advances on her quite yet, but she didn't let her guard down.

"You can't see me? Hmm... this is relatively new," Before she could utter anything, a small gust of wind came rushing onto her flushed skin, the sensation of a pair of large hands grabbing her arms caught her attention. The mint she had gotten a whiff of was significantly stronger, his warm breath fanning over her exposed neck the young girl closed her eyes out of fear. Untwisting the lid off her sword carefully, letting the wooden lid fall onto the concrete the soft sound of clanging filled the silence. Harry noticed the glinting metal the second the cover came off the wood, stepping away from her as far he could to get the stinging sensation coursing through his body to stop. She stood in a defensive stance holding the sword expertly in her hands, turning her face all sorts of directions at the sound of any small sound in the night. Angelica clenched her jaw at the sound of a small twig snap sent her sword swinging in the direction, the heavy metal swishing through the air.

"Love... don't be foolish. Let me have a bite and I'll consider letting you live-"

"How comforting!"

"Little human-"

"Don’t call me little human you inconsiderate shrimp!" Angelica growled, her grip tightening on the sword as she turned to where she last heard his voice. Her feet sent her walking towards the shuffling footsteps, breaking into a full sprint as he ran further away from her. She knew every little tree, twig and rock in this forest so she had no trouble getting around the plush area. Holding her hand out a small vibrating coming from her hands, the sound of her wooden cover rapidly cutting through the air filled the silence in the forest, clutching the cover back onto her sword standing in an open clearing waiting for the mysterious British boy to appear once again.

"What are you doing out here, doll? Don't you know of all the dangers laying in these woods? Tsk tsk... might have to teach you a lesson," Another voice rumbled from behind her, having a similar voice to the other guy but she quickly noticed that they were not the same person. As quick as she could let out a small breath, the cold man had a tight grip on her moving her body away from the glinting silver pulling her as close to him as humanly possible. The feeling of her walking stick being tossed aside onto the plush grass sent shivers down her spine, feeling more defenseless than she had earlier. She felt his hair tickling her jaw as he leaned close to her bare neck much like the man before him had done, taking a large whiff of her intoxicating scent. Silence overcame her as she waited for his next move, tensing almost immediately as the warm sensation of his tongue licking at a small area of her neck. Liam growled softly, enjoying the taste of her intoxicating scent on his warm tongue. One of his hands was wrapped around her waist, while the other was supporting her head exposing her neck. Bringing her warm body against his stone cold body once more, ignoring the way her body tensed when her body came in contact with his.

"Bloody hell... you taste amazing, doll." Angelica closed her eyes, trying to regulate her heavy breathing. His lips pressed a gentle kiss to her neck directly over where he left a wet spot on her neck, sinking his awaiting teeth into her neck. The taste of blood made it's way to his mouth, groaning at the sweet taste of the never ending crimson liquid trickling from her neck. She tasted super sweet with a small tang but he couldn't get enough of it, trying to take the biggest drink from her as he could. Angelica put two and two together, cursing herself for bumping into a vampire of all people, trying to blink away the stinging sensation making it's way all over her body. Writhing slightly in his hold feeling herself growing weaker the longer he spent sucking on her neck, his hands tightening around her making the young girl whimper.

"Liam. Drop her this instant," The familiar sound of the British guys voice made its away into her ears, his voice sounding rather far away. Liam withdrew his teeth from her soft flesh, letting her body crumple to the floor. Angelica winced softly at the feeling of the rough ground come in contact with her body, trying to regain her consciousness from the slight dazed state she was currently in. Her hands felt around the ground for her walking stick, making her way around her surroundings ignoring the footsteps from the two guys above her, the tip of her pinkie brushing against the humming wood tugging the familiar weapon into her embrace.

"She was mine... "

"You were nowhere around, sir. Your scent was nowhere on her, so I figured-"

"Well you thought wrong. Go before I do something I regret," Almost as quick as he had appeared, Liam disappeared into the night sky leaving only the crumpled girl on the ground and the menacing vampire looming over her. She heaved herself off the floor, pushing through the dizziness that tried to wash over her.

"I apologize for Liam, love. He has no control. He's still new to the pack, so please let me apologize on his behalf," Angelica almost lashed out on the guy but held herself back, knowing she wouldn't be any better than the guy who decided to sink his teeth into her neck. She felt herself nodding softly, clutching her cane tightly knowing it was best to keep her distance to matter how much her body yearned to be in his bubble once again.

“Could I ask a favor of you?”

“Anything, love”

“Could you help me get back home?” Angelica hated herself for asking, but her sense of direction was all messed up after getting thrown every which way. Her hands tensed up as the boy was at her side in an instant, his hand resting on the small of her back as all she felt was the harsh wind slapping against her face.

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