DAY 22: IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR

DAY 22: IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR

pairing: draco malfoy x fem!potter reader

summary: draco and you spent the best christmas together

warnings: teeny tiny bit of angst

"there you are!" draco approached you in the library after classes had ended for christmas break. you were reading a random book, one of agatha christie. "i have been searching for you everywhere"

"sorry"

"it's alright" he sat down beside you "agatha christie, huh? feeling mysterious?"

you shrugged "it was the first book i found"

"okay, what is going on with you?"

"nothing"

he send you a look, that basically told you not to lie to him. you sighed.

"i just needed a break from all this christmas stuff"

"really?" draco asked confused "i thought you like christmas"

"i do, but only sometimes"

he raised his eyebrows at you

"let's just say i like it every day of the year except on the twenty fifth"

"what is that supposed to mean?"

"i love the feeling of christmas, i really do"

"but?"

"i don't like celebrating it as much" you knew that this wasn't really the explanation he needed to understand you "christmas was always horrible at the dursleys. we didn't get any gifts, which isn't even the worst. we just weren't welcome and we knew that"

"i'm sorry" draco said softly "but what about the weasleys?"

you shrugged "i love them, but i always felt like an intruder spending christmas with them. during our childhood it was the dusleys christmas, now it's the weasley's. and for once i want it to be just mine"

"it's that why you stayed for the holidays? even if harry left?"

you nodded. "the weasleys are so welcoming, but i feel bad about accepting the invitation"

"would you allow one more guest at you christmas?"

you looked at him with raised eyebrows. "me" he said "i would love to spend christmas with you. just the two of us, but only if you want it"

"of course, baby" you smiled, kissing his cheek.

"i'm going to make it the best one yet, i promise"

"i know" you smiled though tears "i know"

draco kept his promise. on christmas morning you had the slytherin common room all to yourself. he had asked house elves to help him bake your favorite cookies, which were now standing on the table in front of the sofa.

he had also gone to hogwarts, buying all your favorite snacks and drinks. he had gifted you all of the books on your wishlist, even if you had assured him that christmas wasn't about receiving thousands of presents for you. he still insisted though and after some time you just gave up.

you had gotten him way too many presents too and he had gladly informed you about the double moral you had displayed.

after all the unwrapping, you were sitting on dracos lap in the armchair. "thank you so much baby" you kissed him

"and?" he asked "best christmas yet?"

"best christmas ever!"

"is that a challenge?"

"draco" you laughed, slapping his arm playfully, before you layed you head on his chest "thank you"

"of course, sweetheart" he mumbled "anything for you"

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MY GOODNESS!! chlo you’re STUNNING!! i love you, you’re literally the prettiest.. like what???? 😭💋

nahhh i look so good tonight there was no need for me to do this but here I am

—change

pairing: anthony lockwood x sister!reader

summary: you get hurt on a date and your brother notices that he has grown apart from you

warnings: mentions of injury, one yr age gap relationship (18 + 17)

notes: lucy, lockwood and george are 20 in this. reader has an age gap of 3 years

growing up you found yourself always wandering in the shadows of your older brother, he was your hero, the ideal person in your eyes and you wanted to be everything he was.

although he was only three years older than you, he grew up a faster after your parents death. he did everything possible to give you the childhood that you deserved to have.

but due to that, your relationship was strained. he thought he was protecting you by keeping you out, but instead you felt like an intruder in your own home, which felt more like Anthony's home now, who had no time to play, or to spend time, always hiding in the library, keeping you away from the things he was dealing with.

you had always hoped to one day repair the relationship you two had lost over the years, but no matter what you tried, it didn't work. so one day you just gave up.

two years later

"Lucy, have you seen my green sweater?" you called up the stairs at your best friend. she didn't answer though, you sighed and walked down to the attic, to hopefully find it in the laundry room.

your brother was training downstairs, jumping around the room and swirling his rapier through the air. you tried to move out of the way as best as you could

anthony sighed and stopped the training procedure. "how many times have I told you, not to come down here, while I'm training?"

another one of the reasons that your relationship was so strained, was that he always expected the most from you, which got tiring after awhile, especially because he was your brother and not your father.

"sorry, anti" you turned your back while you rolled your eyes and walked to the drier "I just need my sweater"

"and how many times have I told you not to call me that"

anti had been his childhood nickname, before you could pronounce his name. you preferred to call him that to this day, because first, he hated it and secondly he really approached everything that concerned you with some anti-attitude, so you thought it fit.

"sorry, dad" you replied sarcastically "won't happen again"

"don't call me that either" he sighed "have you found your sweater?"

you turned to look at him and noticed that he was waiting for you to leave, so he could turn the simulation back on.

"nope, its probably in lucy's room. see you later, anti"

"stop calling--" before he could finish his sentence, you had already made your way back up the stairs and closed the door behind you "sorry" you said to yourself "I sadly can't hear you"

"what?" you turned around to look at george, who was sitting at the kitchen table, papers flooding over the whole table

"nothing" you shook your head "have you seen my sweater?"

"which one?" george asked annoyed

"the green one? the one theo found me pretty in, remember?" you smiled, thinking about the brown haired boy that was part of quill kipps' crew and would go on a date with you later today

"theo rowland?" george repeated "why does it matter what he thinks of you?"

"i'm going out with him today" you rolled your eyes at the boy "and i wanted to wear the sweater"

"i think it's in the bathroom" george shrugged, no longer interested in continuing the conversation. you quickly thanked him, before walking out of the room and getting the sweater, that really had been in the bathroom.

after you had gotten ready, you left the house, making your way to the spot you would meet theo at.

it was later that evening, exactly ten minutes after nine, that anthony lockwood would hear loud and hectic knocking on his door. he had been sitting in the library, reading when he finally decided to open the door, the loud noise getting annoying.

"what is it?" he asked, swinging open the door. he couldn't have guessed who had been waiting in front of it.

"rowland?" lockwood asked surpised "what the hell do you want?"

"lockwood!" theo breathed a sigh of relief "something happened" theo's eyes caught lucy's who was walking down the stairs "something with y/n"

"y/n?" lockwood repeated "y/n's upstairs, what could've possibly happened?" "she isn't" lucy shook her head "she was gone the whole afternoon"

"was she now?" lockwood wondered "listen, rowland, i really don't know what you have to do with my sister, but if you don't mind, i really would love to know where she is"

"the hospital"

"the hospital?" both lockwood and lucy screeched "why didn't you say something sooner?" lockwood eagerly grabbed his coat, before he was out the door and calling for a taxi, lucy close behind him

"what the hell happened?" he turned around to look at Theo, pointing an accusing finger at the boys chest.

lucy was already climbing into the taxi. "come on, lockwood"

"if you did something to her--" he pushed theo back

"lockwood!" lucy called again

lockwood took a look in lucy's direction, deciding that he really didn't have any time to discuss anything with theo, before he looked him up and down again "i will find out if you did and now get lost!" he climbed into the taxi, that drove off after he had closed the door.

"y/n!" the relief in lucy's voice calmed lockwood down a bit.

you opened your eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light, when you looked around yourself. "hey"

"hey" lockwood said. he took a look at your arm that was in a cast

"what happened?" lucy pointed at your arm

you looked down "i fell, really hard. but theo brought me here quickly, they gave me something to sleep while they fixed it"

"good" lucy nodded, but sensed the outgoing tension from lockwood

"where have you been? why did you leave the house in the first place?"

"i will get a nurse and tell her you've woken up" lucy excused herself from the room, leaving you and lockwood to talk.

"i was on a date" you answered his question hesitantly

"what?" anthony asked loudly "with theo rowland?" he connected the dots in his head

you nodded.

he laughed bitterly, shaking his head, walking around the room. "no you're way too young for dating and theo rowland as well! this is illegal!"

"what are you even talking about?" you asked "theo is not too old for me"

"did he touch you or anything?" lockwood sat down next to you "i can call barnes"

"what? no!" you got angrier at him "he's a good guy"

"yeah" lockwood rolled his eyes "a good guy dating a fifteen year old"

you looked at him stunned. "i'm seventeen"

"huh?"

"i'm seventeen" you repeated louder "and theo is eigtheen, so everything is fine. and if i want him to touch me, i will let him. he's very respectful"

"you're not seventeen" lockwood shook his head in denial

"yes i am" you said, but softer "what year is it, anthony?"

lockwood clasped a hand over his forehead "shit" he mumbled "you're right"

"it's alright" you shrugged your shoulders

"no it's not and i'm sorry" he admitted "i've been a pretty shitty brother these past few years, i should've kept you closer and not try to shut you out."

"don't say that" you exclaimed "of course i wanted to be closer to you, but i know that you did a lot of that so that i would have a happy childhood. you didn't mean to be cruel"

"i didn't" he nodded

"it's not too late"

"yeah" he smiled. "how about when you get discharged we go out for some donuts at arif's? you can bring theo. i scared him pretty badly, but he told me you were here in the first place, so he deserves an apology" "that sounds good" you smiled

"i love you"

"i love you too, anti"

"just today, i won't say anything to that stupid nickname, but only because you're in the hospital"

"okay" you laughed

DAY 18: HAPPY XMAS (WAR IS OVER)

pairing: platonic!marauders x reader

summary: you spend christmas in hogwarts, with your best friends

warnings: none

note: the marauders, featuring lily and marlene

the snow falling has soozed you into a deep sleep the night before. you had woken up with fuzzy socks on your feet and wearing a warm pyjama, which was just as christmas themed as your socks.

marlene and lily, who you were sharing a room with, had woken up around the same time as you did.

"good morning" lily had already been out of the bed by the time her eyes had fully opened.

"merry christmas" marlene yawned

"yes" you just nodded, not yet being able to speak in full sentences.

"we should hurry" lily said while taking a look at her wristwatch "the boys are probably already waiting"

"come on" marlene nodded "let's get down before they start to open presents without us"

you quickly hurried to the bathroom, each of you brushing their teeth, before you hurried downstairs. the boys were sitting on the couch, like you had predicted, on the verge of ripping open the presents

"there you are!" sirius called when he noticed you

"finally" james beamed and peter nodded enthusistically

remus rolled his eyes "we've been here for two hours" he took a look at the boys "they were angry i forbad them from waking you"

"you wouldn't have gotten up in the first place" you stuck out your tongue at james

"don't worry" he crossed his arms in mock offence "i have my ways"

"can we start now" peter was constantly moving in his seat, ready to jump to his feet and make a bee line for the presents

"yes, of course" lily said, while she made a teapot appear and a few mugs. she sat down in one of the armchairs and sipped her tea, like a mum who was watching her children on christmas morning.

like she was really your mum, you all reacted to her yes and quickly dulged under the tree, picking out the presents that were for you.

you had gotten a jane austen novel from lily, a pair new sneaker from james, a queen vinyl from sirius, a scarf from remus (a red one), some sweets and a charm bracelet from peter and some earrings from marlene.

you had thanked all of them individually, thankful for those presents, but also them knowing you so well.

later, your head was laying in marlene’s lap, while you and your friends played charade.

it was one of your favorite moments, down there in the common room.

the fire cracking and you and your friends laughing. you were the only gryffindors that had stayed bad and you couldn’t be happier to have the common room all to yourself.

especially once sirius decided to play your new vinyl and dance the night away…

OH MY LOVE IS A LIE, SHIT MY FRIENDS SAY TO GET ME BY!! - hits different 🫶🏻

hey bestiee

𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 ! — give me 5 songs to listen to and i’ll give u my opinion on them all !

my song recs:

the song - maisie peters

you're losing me - taylor swift

is there somewhere - halsey

cherry blossom - lana del rey

ivy - taylor swift

𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 ! — give me 5 songs to listen to and i’ll give u my opinion on them all !

the song — this is the first time i’ve ever heard her sing but ohmygod her voice is gorgeous !! the song altogether isn’t rlly for me but i don’t hate it <3 i’d prob listen again <3

you’re losing me — tay tay my bae !! imo the song is kinda calmer but this is one of the few songs like that i love ! also what’s the name of that song that’s like OH MY LOVE IS A LIE

is there somewhere — i love it when u remind me i’m a teenage white girl with songs like this

cherry blossom — I WAS ACC GONNA ASK U FOR LANA SONG RECS A FEW DAYS AGO !! i love her songs they’re so ethereal

ivy — evermore the album u are !.

DAY 19: SANTA TELL ME

pairing: quill kipps x fem!reader

summary: you and quill had been the parents of the group for years, but nothing ever happened between the two of you. now it’s finally time to change that, or atleast your friends think it is…

warnings: just kissing

“who wants some cookies?” you asked, bringing out the plate and holding it in the direction of your friends.

lockwood and co, as well as quill were staying at your place over christmas and also a few days after. you were a bit older than the agency and more in the age range of quill, still all of them were dear friends, or more family to you.

you had decorated the house beautifully, hanging christmas lights anywhere you could and your friends at felt at home the moment they had entered the place.

“gladly” lockwoods feature lit up as he noticed the cookies and lucy and george quickly dashed forward to, taking a few of them.

when there was only one single cookie left, quill saw his turn. “thank you” he smiled “you always make them so deliciously” he plastered a kiss on your forehead, before he started biting down the cookie and excused himself to the bathroom.

lucy send george a look. both of them looked at lockwood. and lockwood just shrugged his shoulders.

“so..” lockwood said slowly, once you had settled into the big armchair next to the christmas tree. “how’s it going?”

“how’s it going?” repeated lucy murmuring

george seemed to deem the question as weird as lucy did, so he followed it by hitting lockwood ok the side with his elbow.

“ouch” lockwood rubbed his ribs

you missed all of that interaction and just shrugged you shoulders. “great, i’d say”

“and dating?” lockwood earned himself another hit with the elbow “like in general” he muttered, while holding back the cry of agony

“you’re coming straight to the point, huh?” you wondered smiling “i’m not seeing anyone at the moment”

truth was, that lockwood, lucy and george were rooting for you and quill together ever since quill had first introduced them to you about three years ago. actually, at first they had thought you were his new girlfriend. it took them quite some time to find out you weren’t, considering you were always acting like a couple.

over the years of knowing them there originated some sort of dynamic in which you and quill would often find yourselves acting as parents to the little group.

sometimes they would make it too easy, by fighting like siblings or not having enough food in the house. or last fall, when all of them had gotten sick at the same time and you and quill had spent an entire week at portland row, trying to cure them.

you had never felt more like a mother.

and in some sense you loved it. you didn’t have much family, so it made you happy to love and take care of someone.

“what about quill?” lucy asked quickly, ignoring the looks george and lockwood were sending her.

lockwood looked at george next, as if he was waiting for a reaction, or for him to elbow lucy next. but george didn’t do anything, he actually just leaned forward by a bit, seemingly just as interested in your answer as lucy was. lockwood sighed and looked at you.

“what?” you asked “if quill is seeing someone?”

lucy and george nodded.

you shrugged “not as far as i know”

your friends smiled and you returned the smile, a bit confused at their beaming happiness, before you stood up. “who would want some tea?”

after they had answered your questions - three times yes - you left the living room and walked into the kitchen. just as the kitchen door closed behind you, quill re-entered the living room and sat down in the chair you had just gotten out of.

that was enough for the trio to silently decided to continue their interrogation with him.

it seemed that the unresolved relationship issue really bugged george, because he got straight to the point. “you’re single, y/n’s single, why not just date each other?”

“what?” quills eyes had grown big.

“you heard what i said” george leaned back and crossed his arms, like he had just finished his job.

“what he is trying to say, is that—” lockwood tried to ease the situation, but couldn’t find any words, so he looked at lucy.

“you’re basically married” she shrugged “and you obviously like her”

“yeah” lockwood agreed “and she likes you back”

“why don’t you go in there and ask her out? right now” george pointed to the kitchen door

“woah” quill raised his hands “we’re actual human beings, not just some dolls you can play with and set up with each other”

“so you don’t like her?” george was mindlessly turning the pages of a magazine.

“i did not say that” quill protested.

“fine, okay” lucy nodded “what seems to be the problem?”

“what if you’re wrong?” quill muttered “what if i ask her and she says no, and what if, after that she’ll never talk to me again?”

“you can’t be that oblivious” george had decided that he had read enough and closed the magazine “i mean when was the last time you had a girlfriend? i’m pretty sure it was back before you even knew y/n. and when did you ever see her with another boy?”

“hm” made quill, watching as you opened the door and walked out with a tray in hand. he quickly got to his feet, helping you put everything down on the table. you looked up and suddenly you were unbelievably close to each other.

“hi” muttered quill.

“hi” you said back.

it was like lockwood, lucy and george had suddenly disappeared and it was only you two.

“how would you like—“ quill interrupted himself “go on a date, with me?” he asked instead.

“i thought you’d never ask” you smiled brightly and his heart fluttered in his chest.

“i thought you’d never say yes” he whispered and you looked at him in surprise.

“i could never say no to you” your lips were almost touching, when you heard a noise from the couch.

lockwood, lucy and george had stumbled onto their feet and were trying to leave the room.

“don’t even pay attention to us” lucy babbled “we’re going to buy some new cookies”

“are we?” lockwood wondered, but was quickly dragged out of the room by his two friends

“we are” was the last thing you could hear george say, in a rather harsh tone, before the front door closed loudly.

quill and you looked at each other again, laughing at your friends, that were acting like children once again.

“can i kiss you?”

“yes”

and he did just that. his lips were soft and you tasted some of your cherry lip balm, that he sometimes used. he was pulling you closer by your hip and neck and deepened the kiss and you wondered why you had never done this before in all the years you had liked him and didn’t take the time to even admit that to yourself.

“i really like you” you muttered against his lips as soon as the kiss had ended.

“i really like you too” quill said “wait, no, please scratch that”

you frowned at him.

“i think i might even love you”

you giggled, relieved, before you nodded “okay” you said “that’s even better”

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