Hi Babe! I Love Your Work! Could You Maybe Write Something With Adult Lupin X Younger Plus Size Reader

Hi babe! I love your work! Could you maybe write something with adult lupin x younger plus size reader where both of them have insecurities and it causes tragic moments in their relationship. And siriues is there like "why am i the only person with a brain". I know its vague bit I have been having a lot of body image issues, especially with my saggy tits and belly. I just think I am disgusting rn. I just need some positivity to believe someone can actually love me.

Little Things | Remus Lupin x Reader

word count: 1,960 words

warnings: talk of body image insecurities, cursing, slight making out

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A loud grunt left her lips, running her fingers through her hair in a tense manner. She had spent nearly an hour trying to get her new dress that she had bought to sit differently, pulling it every which way so it wasn’t as tight as it was. But to no avail. She huffed plopping down on the bed, eyeing herself in the mirror across from her. Recently she had gained some weight but she didn’t think it would change her sizing too much, so whenever she spotted this gorgeous summer dress she bought it without a second thought. Excitedly hurrying to throw the dress on, but now that she had it on she didn’t even want to step foot outside of her bedroom. A soft knock on her door snapped her out of her trance, making her way to open it, throwing on a smile.

Her eyes locked with a beautiful pair of hazel eyes, his smile easing any of her worries. He made his way inside his eyes racking over her body, his lips curling even higher as he reached out and messed with the soft fabric. She tried to make sure her face didn’t give away what she was currently feeling, allowing her boyfriend to circle around her his hands trailing over every inch of her.

“You look gorgeous, honey. Is this dress new?”

“Yes. I just got it this morning, but… it kinda fits weird doesn’t it?” She murmured softly, tilting her head as she took another glance at herself in the mirror. Remus shook his head at his girlfriend, moving to stand in front of her locking eyes with her. He gently cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss onto her lips. She smiled into the kiss, holding his hands against her face as he deepened the kiss.

“Of course not, sweetie. It looks absolutely amazing on you. Look at you! This color makes you look so good,” She giggled at his sweet words, kissing his plump lips back allowing herself to see what he was currently looking at. I guess he’s not wrong… my boobs looks fucking amazing in this dress. Running her fingers over the fabric, humming happily.

“Are you ready to go?”

“Almost, I still need to grab shoes.” Remus looked down at her feet, realizing she in fact was not wearing shoes kicking her big toe softly. She giggled, wiggling her toes at him making the sandy haired boy laugh. “Moveeee, you’re in my way.”

The subtlest flash of anxious thoughts made her spin around on her heel,“Now that I'm thinking about it...I think I might change my dress,” 

“What if I stand right…here” Remus sneaked his arms around her waist, eyeing her sweet face, a smirk making its way onto his face. Before she could ask any questions, he was throwing her onto their bed making her yelp. He trailed his fingers down her sides making her squirm, trying to run away from his tickling fingers. She laughed loudly at his , attempting to wiggle away but his firm thighs held her in place. Remus blew his hair out of his face, his cheeks a slight shade of pink.

“Remus! Stop! I’m gonna pee myself!”

“Why would I do that? You look so cute when you’re underneath me,” He teased her, enjoying watching her cheeks blaze a bright shade of red. She pouted at the hazel eyed boy, admitting defeat allowing him to pepper her face in hundreds of kisses. “Please- don’t- change- you- look- beautiful” 

She huffed, knowing that lying to Remus never went well. That boy could read her inside and out. To this day, she still hasn't been able to lie to the boy. No matter how hard she tried. Remus eyed her a playful glint in his eyes, a hand on either side of her face.

“Okay fine, I just wanted to put on a looser dress.”

“Aha, I knew it,”

“But, I’ll keep this on. I kind of like the way it makes my boobs sit,”

“Me too,” The boy murmured under his breath, making the girl smack his shoulder playfully. He chuckled, pressing a kiss onto her forehead rolling off of her. “Come on, love. We’re gonna be late. Sirius will kill us if we’re late,”

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Sirius had invited you guys over to celebrate his birthday, happily letting you guys know beforehand that he was going to be very much ‘out of it’ as he quoted. The pair arrived to the party on time, even after spending a couple minutes trying to find her pair of shoes that she had wanted to wear with this dress in specific. Remus had decided to wear a button up shirt that matched the color of her dress, almost, it was a shade or two darker but it made him look drop dead gorgeous. Sirius playfully gagged at how you guys had shown up color coordinating, his smile as wide as ever.

“Hello, lovebirds! I almost thought you guys weren’t gonna make it,”

“We wouldn’t miss it for the world, Siri. Happy Birthday!!” She excitedly wrapped her arms around the tall dark haired wizard, who happily wrapped his arms around her short frame. Sirius stuck his tongue out at Remus, who rolled his eyes at his childish antics. Sirius held them there a couple seconds too long, trying to rile up the werewolf. 

“Mmm, your hugs truly are the best. Remus, you don’t mind if I steal her for the night do you?”

“I do, actually. She looks better with my arm around her, than yours,” Remus teased, tugging her away from his best friend. Sirius chuckled, wrapping his arms around his friend hugging him tightly. “Plus, I think she likes me a lot more than you.”

“That’s what she wants you to think, Moony.” Sirius scoffed, pulling away from the sandy haired boy making his way inside but not before sending her a wink. She rolled her eyes at his flirty antics, looping her arm through Remus’ as they followed Sirius inside.

Sirius wasn’t lying when he said that he was going to be out of it. That man had his kitchen table full of nothing but alcohol, and maybe an occasional finger food here and there. He had somehow turned his living room into a dance floor, with lights everywhere and music blasting.

He was currently dancing to a favorite song of his, with his top off- not too sure on how quickly he managed that. The young girl shook her head at the man, giggling with Lily at the way Sirius and James were trying to coax Remus out onto the dance floor.

“Those boys are a horrible influence,”

“You can say that again- oh god, please tell me they’re not trying to get him to take his shirt off. “ Lily shook her head, eyeing the trio. James had also joined Sirius in removing his shirt, his glasses sitting skewed on his nose. The short girl let out a small breath she didn’t realize she was holding, her grip on her drink tightening.

“Come on, Moony! Show me- hic- those abs,” Sirius hiccuped, tugging at Remus’ button up. Remus’ eyes were wide, trying to escape his death grip. “It’s not as bad as it seems-”

“Yes it is,” The hazel eyed boy scolded, holding his cardigan close to his chest trying to seek an escape. Twisting his head around to make eye contact with his girlfriend who seemed to catch on, excusing herself from Lily. 

“Excuse me fellas, do you mind if I steal my lovely boyfriend for a second?” She joined the trio, removing Sirius’ fingers from Remus’ shirt flashing them a sweet smile.

Sirius pouted a whine coming from his lips leaning against the girl, wrapping his arms around her. Her eyes grew wide as her face was being smothered against his bare chest, putting her hands up to set a little bit of a distance between the two of them.

“Nooooo… if I can’t have Moony, can I take you then?”

“Alright, Sirius, I think you’ve had a little too much to drink.” Lily scolded, trying to get the boy off of her. Sirius tightened his grip on you, his warm breath fanning over her face as he pressed a wet kiss onto her nose. He proceeded to cover her reddening face in wet kisses, ignoring the redhead trying to detach him from the girl. Crinkling her nose at the cold that was on her from her face being slobbered on. “How about you go hug, James?” 

“James!”

“Padfoot!”

The girl wiped off her face hurriedly, making her way over to Remus who looked frazzled. She wrapped her arms around him, cooing at the boy making their way into the kitchen.

“Honey… you okay?”

“I-I don’t know why I freak out. I-Im sorry. I guess I just really didn’t want them to see me under this shirt-”

“Hey, it’s okay. There’s no need to apologize, I should have stepped in sooner. But, it’s okay. It’s over now. Come here, honey.” She wrapped her arms around the shaken up Marauder, who hugged her back tightly.

They both stayed in that position just holding one another, soft affirmations being whispered between them.

Remus had never shown his insecurities like that before.

The boys had seen him without a shirt before, but that was when they were younger. Remus had grown older and his body didn’t look the same as it did when they first started transforming. After seeing how good their bodies looked, he was rather ashamed for them to see him like that.

“I have a question…”

“Yes, honey?”

“Do… do you think my body is attractive?”

“Of course I do, Rem... Why would you ask that?”

“I just- whenever Sirius was holding you, I just- I got kind of self conscious because you could be with someone like him instead of-”

“Remus. Have you looked at yourself? You’re fucking beautiful. Everything about you is. I love Sirius to death, but I could never see myself with him. You understand how I feel when it comes to me being insecure with my weight, and you know exactly how to get me out of that headspace. Sirius has always just told me that I’m being crazy for thinking that. And while that’s sweet and all, it doesn’t really help me… and he’s Sirius.” She chuckled, running her fingers through Remus’ soft locks. “I don’t think I could see myself with that party animal,”

“But what about James-”

“Honey… they’re not you. They could never be you.” 

Remus sighed deeply, tightening his hold on her. They both have had this talk once before at one of Sirius’ pool parties, where they were both too scared to go into the pool because they didn’t want anybody to look at them. But after spending a couple minutes calming down, they had finally said ‘screw it’ and jumped in regardless.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you Rem. You and every single one of those cardigans.” He blushed, resting his forehead against her staring into her eyes. She giggled, reaching up to kiss his soft lips. Their eyes fluttered closed, deepening the kiss pressing her up against the counter. A soft moan left her lips as he bit on her bottom lip softly. Remus grinned to himself, knowing that no one could ever hear these heavenly noises coming from her sweet lips. 

“Have you guys seen- oh lord-”

“THEY’RE MAKING BABIES!”

“EW! I MAKE FOOD ON THAT COUNTER, MOONY!”

The couple giggled at the drunk pair that were pointing at them in disgust, with a blushing Lily in the back. Remus wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, holding her close to him as he watched Sirius fake gag while James held his hair back drunkenly. The blushing girl joined in holding Sirius’ hair back, patting his back. A smile made its way onto his lips as he eyed his two best friends with the love of his life.

authors note: thank you so much for this request, hon! i hope this was to your liking, i am sorry this took me forever. i want to let you know that i also struggle with body image issues, and to the both of us, we got this honey! lots of love <3

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hi! i recently read your imagine "the forseken tie" and i wanted to let you know that i love the way you write!! i have been obssesed with draco lately and i was wondering if you could write an imagine where him and the gryffindor reader are enemies and one day during the 5th year he finds her sneaking out or sm like that and she begs him not to report her but he still does and the he finds her crying in harry's arms because she's in pain -maybe it wasnt detention with the pen- and tries tofixit

A Sky Full of Stars | Draco Malfoy x Reader

word count: 3,090 words

warnings: mentions of death, cursing

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"Did you see the way Harry was looking at you? He totally likes you!" The curly haired girl giggled, scooping a mouthful of mashed potatoes into her mouth as she eyed her fellow friend. She felt herself chuckle at her words, looking out of the corner of her eye to see the 'Chosen One' looking at her, quickly turning away a small smirk making its way onto his face. Hermione hummed to say I told you so, a smile on her lips.

"Okay, now that was just a coincidence-"

"Oh, you know that's rubbish."

"'Mione, you know I love that boy to death but I'm pretty sure I'm not the one he's interested in."

"And how would you know?" She let out a small scoff, pouting at her words knowing she wouldn't change Hermione’s mind. 

The rest of the feast was spent trying to get Ron to stop waffling down the chicken like he always did, sharing a few moments of laughter with the dark haired boy who had found a seat beside her. Once Dumbledore had dismissed everyone, her and the Golden Trio had quickly made their way out of the Great Hall. She was thankful she hadn't worn her hoodie like she had originally had planned, considering the hot air from outside had somehow made its way into the castle. Harry and the girl were talking among themselves when she noticed Hermione dragging Ron away out of the corner of her eye, letting out a small chuckle.

"Why are you laughing?" He murmured, turning to face her as he made his way up the stairs, his long limbs helping him travel quicker up them unlike her. She was having to jog up the stairs to even keep up, brushing her hair away from her face. Harry just shook his head as her bag kept bumping into both of their knees, watching her angrily move the bag out of the way.

"Hermione took Ron away while we weren't paying attention, so the two of us would be left alone to have some 'alone time'," He let out a loud laugh, shaking his head running his fingers through his tousled hair. She was in the middle of telling a joke letting out a small yelp as she felt someone shove themselves onto her falling into Harry, uttering a small apology to the person that had practically trampled over her. Looking up from the stone steps making eye contact with a pair of bright grey eyes, feeling herself stiffen.

"Watch where you're going, you little-"

"Keep that mouth shut, Malfoy." Harry spat out, his green eyes narrowed his grip on her tight keeping her from the blonde who looked as if he could kill her if she dared to lay a finger on him.

"Oh shove off, Potter. You finally got yourself a little girlfriend?" He scoffed, eyeing her up and down, his glare faltering as it locked with her wide eyes. Draco adjusted his robes, a smirk making its way onto his sculpted features, "Hmm... I thought you could at least do better than this. Is this all your mom was able to afford to pass down to you-"

"Shut your mouth."

She felt her body stiffen, glaring at the blonde with the harshest look she could muster her wand pointed at his chest. His eyes were wide in surprise, never having heard her raise her voice let alone talk back to his taunts. Harry felt a surge of anger wash over him, noting the tears welling up in her eyes.

"C'mon, love. He's not worth it," She let him wrap his arm around her shoulder, allowing him to drag her away from the blonde, her hands shaking from the words he had directed at her. Once she knew she was out of earshot she felt herself crumble to the ground, her chest heaving up and down. A soft cry left her lips, the tears crashing down her cheeks feeling the sobs rack through her body in waves. 

"Who in the bloody hell does he think he is?" her voice croaked out, letting Harry scoop her into his hold mumbling sweet nothings into her ear. 

She regretted letting Hermione convince her to wear her mascara today, seeing as it was now smeared all over Harry's uniform. She didn’t expect Draco to treat her like this, especially after that night that she had spent comforting him. I guess he’s too scared to let Harry know that’s he’s a softie, she scoffed.

After several minutes he had managed to convince her to walk to his dorm, his hold on her never ceasing even as she had made herself comfortable on his bed, her face smushed against his pillows. At this point she wasn't going to let that little weasel ruin her evening, trying her hardest to ignore his taunting words as she focused on Harry's touch.

"Love?" she hummed, lifting her head off of the mattress locking eyes with his doe eyes. He ran his fingers through his tousled hair, adjusting his position against her tired frame. "Hermione and Ron and I were going to go out after curfew to try to do some work for the Order. Would you like to join us? Don’t feel like you have to, but if you wanted a distraction-" He mumbled down at her, his fingers running through her mass of hair eyeing her shifting figure.

"I think I'll pass just this once... Nott said he had something to talk to me about so I have to bring out the good ole black hoodie to use and sneak into the Slytherin dorm room. Again." She rested her head on his lap, tracing small circles on his worn jeans. He let out a small chuckle, rubbing his fingers on her clothed back. "That feels nice..."

"I know,"

"Oh shut up, Potter."

September 1st, 1995. The Astronomy Tower. 12:38 pm.

Sighing happily as she rested her head against one of the cold pillars, staring up at the endless sea of stars up above her. She hadn't had a chance to come out and pay her respects to her mom in a couple weeks due to her hectic schedule. She did by spending her night looking up at the sky and telling her about everything she had done. Everything about the evening was beautiful, knowing she had her mom to thank for that. She could see every star twinkling, surrounded by a couple scattered clouds smiling to herself as a firefly landed on her knee, his luminescent butt wiggling. Reaching out a hand towards the bug that surprisingly crawled onto her fingers the sensation of his tiny feet tickled.

"Well, well, little miss goody two shoes out after curfew. 15 points."

She jumped out of her current position, twirling around locking eyes with a stone faced boy whose eyes she could recognize from several feet away. Out of everyone to catch me, of course it had to be Malfoy. Running her fingers through her hair nervously eyeing him. Draco stood there rather arrogantly, leaning against the entry way a smirk etched onto his lips. 

"Draco, I-I was just trying to get some fresh air," she stammered over her words mainly due to the cold gust that had just come in, fiddling with her fingers. Draco eyed her, making his way over to her his height seeming much more prominent that he was practically towering over her. "P-please don't tell anyone. I didn't mean to sneak out. I just really wanted to see the night sky. I swear, I'll do your homework! Anything you want-"

"I never took you as the type to beg," He sneered at her, making her freeze chewing on her bottom lip as she waited for her punishment. "Do you really think I need help with homework?"

"I never said that, Malfoy. I was just offering. I just, I really don't want to see Professor Umbridge…"

"You should have thought about that before you grabbed that stupid robe of yours and snuck out," she glared at the blonde, every ounce of regret leaving her body. Draco hummed his eyes glint mischievously as he took notice that he had hit a nerve, taking a step closer to her. "Oh, did Mommy give you that robe? Maybe I should give her a couple galleons so she can afford to buy you something that wasn't from the rubbish-" 

"Shut your trap, Malfoy." she growled, tightening her grip on her wand, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to calm herself down. "Don't you dare bring my mother into this,"

"Why? You scared that I'll end up saying something that's true-"

She rammed her shoulder into Dracos, sending him tumbling to the floor, a grunt leaving his lips. Humming to herself happily, making her way down the stairs in a hurried manner, holding her robe close to her body cursing the boy under her breath. That little weasel, how fucking dare he? I'll show him. Paying no mind to the boy deducting points from her as she briskly walked away, turning around to show him a finger she reserved only for him hearing him gasp. 

"That's detention for you!"

"Yeah, yeah, Malfoy. Kiss my ass,"

September 2nd, 1995. The Great Hall. 7:15 pm

Soft whimpers left her lips as Harry cupped her hand, his bright sorrow filled eyes eyed her small figure. He shushed her softly, wrapping an arm around her as a way of comforting her. She had just left detention where Umbridge proceeded to yell insults about her deceased mother to her, having left the room with a tearstained face absolutely seething. She willingly let him hold her, wrapping her arms around him, holding him tightly. They sat there for a couple minutes holding each other sobs racking her body as she thought about the horrid things that woman said about her mom, Harry rubbing her back as she cried against him.

"Hey, it's okay. It'll be okay."

"I'm gonna punch that toad and the stupid weasel that is to blame for this." she mumbled against his neck, Harry's chest rumbling as he chuckled at her comment. Pulling away from the raven haired boy, wiping her wet face groaning as she noticed Harry's tear stained shirt. "Sorry, Harry... I got your shirt a little wet."

"Don't worry about it, there's been worse things on this." He pipped up, pushing his glasses up his nose. she quirked an eyebrow at his comment, eyeing him as he realized how strange that sentence sounded. He gasped, his face flushing pink." Wait! That sounds terribly wrong. I didn't mean that. I meant- oh god. Like, pumpkin juice! And Ron's moms soup!-"

"Harry. Harry, you're fine." Giggling to herself as he stammered over his words, patting his hand comfortingly. "I'm only teasing."

"Oh... I knew that."

"Sure you did, Potter... how's your hand?" He raised his hand for her to see, grasping it softly, lifting it up so she could see the white scarring of her words on his hand. She closed her eyes as a flicker of anger lit up inside of she as the sight of his scars. "That wretched toad,"

"It doesn't hurt as much anymore-"

"It shouldn't have hurt at all. I don't care who in the hell she thinks she is, she's a fucking teacher for christ sake. Who gave her the right to bring up my mother like that? Especially in front of everyone," Harry watched as she ranted, knowing how hard it is to get her to stop ranting once she start. "The next time I see her doing this shit, I will go in there and shove her pen up her-"

"Okay! Wow, how about we don't talk about that here? It's a little, uh, echoey. Come here. I don't want you doing something you'll regret." Harry spoke his tone a little frantic hurrying to quiet her down, pulling her close so he could wrap an arm around her shoulders. "It's almost curfew, so I don't want you to end up back in detention okay?"

"... can you just hold me like this for a second? Sorry if it's a little much to ask of you,"

"Of course it's not, just close your eyes. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere..."

She exhaled deeply, resting her head against him allowing her eyes to close a stray tear escaping her. He stroked her arms comfortingly, resting his head onto her head basking in the silence. The two of them stayed like that, enjoying each other's presence. Harry finally learned how to handle other people's emotions, getting rid of that awkwardness where he used to just stand there and pat someone's back. He learned how to comfort people, and not be scared to use physical touch. Which she was quite thankful for.

Unbeknownst to the pair of them, a boy standing near the entrance to the Great Hall had witnessed the whole ordeal, his stone gray eyes eyeing her as she seeked comfort in the scrawny boy. Draco had no idea that her mother had passed, cursing at himself for having brought up her mom the night before. He felt terrible that he had done this, knowing it was only because he was pissed because of what his father had done. He tucked his wand back into his robe, making his way towards his room thinking of ways he could make it up to the girl.

September 10th, 1995. The Astronomy Tower. 4:32 pm

Draco hadn't bothered her all week. Not once. Not even to ask for a quill, which he usually never had. At this point, she had thought that he was planning some sort of revenge on her which absolutely scared her to death. But she decided to ignore that nagging feeling, shaking her head as she continued scribbling on her parchment paper. 

"You talk of the pain like it's all alright..."Singing softly into the afternoon air, nothing but the sound of her quill scratching across the paper could be heard. Only the slight ruffling of trees, and her quill. She sighed softly, allowing her eyes to look out into the endless rows of trees. Their leaves are still a vibrant green, not quite ready to turn their endless shades of reds and browns.

"How did I know that I would find you up here?" The sound of Draco's velvety voice carrying out into the air made her stiffen up, refusing to look behind her. “Look… I promise I mean no harm.”

She reluctantly allowed herself to look up at him, his eyes sincere. She nodded to an open spot beside her. Draco took that as his cue to sit, his robes pooling around him as he left a little gap between the two of them, running his fingers through his hair. His scent infiltrated her nostrils, the intoxicating smell of his minty breath and aftershave made her head a little fuzzy.

“I wanted to apologize about the other night,” His words caught her off guard, furrowing her eyebrows, eyeing him curiously. “I had no idea that your mom had passed- I swear if I did I wouldn’t have brought her up.”

“You shouldn't have brought her up regardless, Malfoy…Because, last I checked, you were making fun of me. Not my mom. Just me. And, I-I know that you especially should know how I feel about my family,” She choked out at him, shoving her quill into her bag as she began to pack up her belongings.Get yourself together, don’t show him that he’s getting to you. Draco had his bottom lip in between his teeth, eyeing the young girl who was close to tears. “If you have nothing else to say, then I best be on my way-”

“Please… just hear me out,”

“...you have 1 minute.”

“Okay, look, I know that what I did was messed up. I promise, I didn’t mean to. I-I wasn’t thinking straight. And about detention, I heard what she did, and fuck, I am so so sorry.” Draco ran his fingers through his hair in a nervous manner, his eyes never once leaving hers.

“...do you remember that one time you caught me crying in the women’s restroom?”

“...yes.”

“And how you comforted me, asking me how in the world I was in the wrong restroom, and how I went on a rant about my father and what he was planning on doing.”

“Yes, but what does this have to do with-”

“He did it. He went through with his plan… a-and I was a mess, which really doesn’t excuse my actions, but I didn’t know how else to deal with that. So, I took it out on you. I just wanted someone else to feel what I was feeling at that moment,” Draco breathed out, his eyes glistening as he eyed the girl who was standing across from him. She gasped almost inaudibly, feeling her heart ache at the blonde's words. Timidly reaching a hand out, grasping his shaking hand in hers softly holding it.

“Draco… I am so sorry.”

“No, please don’t apologize. I brought this on myself. But, I just wanted you to understand a little bit of why I was acting the way that I was. This still doesn’t right my wrongs. But, I want to make it up  to you. For helping me when I had no one… and for not telling anybody what I told you,” 

“Draco, you don’t have to-”

“But I want to. That’s the difference. Anything at all. You name it. I will give it to you,” She chewed on her bottom lip in thought, only one possible answer coming to mind. You better think this through, this is your one chance she thought to herself, fiddling with the hem of her satchel. 

“I would like… a new scarf,”

“A scarf?”

“Yes. Once I get a scarf then I’ll pretend like this never happened.” Her sincere eyes gazed up at him, who stood there dumbfounded. He was fully prepared to hand over his first born if he had to. “But, the only condition is that it has to be the softest scarf to ever exist. And, it has to be from the muggle shops,”

“I-I… okay,”

“Great… Now, how about I treat us to some butterbeers?”

“No, no. Allow me, it’s the least I can do.” He offered, to which she gladly agreed with a small smile making its way onto her face. The pair of them made their way down the stone steps with a growing smile on both of their faces. 

“So… I can’t make it-”

“Nope. I want it to be exactly like the ones my mom used to buy me,”

“But how am I supposed to-”

“That’s up to you to figure out, Malfoy,”

authors note: thank you so much for this request lovely! please let me know if it's to your standards, and if you would like to request and wanted to give any extra details of what you would like me to add, feel free! i had so much fun writing this, sorry it took me so long to get back to you. lots of love <3

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