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ok. so the poll for y/ns last name in my draco malfoy fic was a tie, here's ya options and for the love of merlin dont make it a tie again.

LEMME GET THIS STRAIGHT

FLUFF=TOOTH ROTTING

fluff is sweet, fluff is wholesome (for the most part), fluff is purely adorable and is not a force to be reckoned with. Fluff is mostly read by Delulu people who have never been in a healthy relationship and are filling that gap via. fanfics.

ANGST=HEART WRENCHING

angst is the most slytherin thing ever. TRAUMA. KINKS. BDSM. MURDER. ANYTHING THAT IS COMPLETELY FUCKED UP! the people who have always had a dark side that maybe they don't/can't really show use angst as an outlet for their crazy selves.

SMUT= TOE CURLING

SMUT IS FOR THE HOES! all things sexual that would make your grandma scream in terror of how you could read such a thing (even though she knows full well that you inherited it from her). Smut is for the people who have nothing better to do at night than to curl up in their dirty little bed with their dirty little fanfics and have a dirty little blast.

y/n (brainstorming ideas for pranking Theo): How much could a serial killer mask possibly cost? draco: Well it’s hard to find a high-quality one made out of leather or silicone, but if you did find a good one like that it’d be a couple thousands of dollars. I can try to hook you up with one but I don’t know if I’d be very successful. y/n: Huh, that’s pretty interesting actually- Wait, how the hell do you know that? draco: …I am very passionate about Halloween, y/n.

ILL BE CRANKIN CHAPTER 2 OUT WITHIN THE NEXT 2O MINUTESSSSS AND OOH ITS A DOOZY (not adding any smut till chapter 3 tho)

to piss off a potter

P.J.C Chapter 2

NOT PROOF READ Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Gryffindor reader (year six!) Genre: Fluff with slight angst NOTE THAT BARELY HAS ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT: sirius is Harry's godfather, Remus is Y/n's godfather. Draco Lucius cutsie patootsie Malfoy: green y/n Lillian Potter: orange others: blue Warnings:swearing, underage drinking, use of y/n,Pet-names (love, dear), slight talk about sex but nothing actually happens. draco was forced to get the dark mark. Summery:The yule ball is made a lot more special when Draco and y/n decide to go togather to piss off her brother, Harry. Word count: 2.4K

Y/n was walking through the Halls when it happened. She'd just left from divination in which Trelawney had warned her that she'd receive an unexpected invitation. 'nice try,' she thought. ' unfortunately for you, Harry warned me about your antics'. She was turning the corner right behind Ron and Hermione when something invisible seemed to block her in her tracks. Her hand was on what felt like someone's cloaked chest and she let out a little laugh of relief

"Harry, Godric's name are you doing? I thought dad's cloak got confiscated by Mcgonagall?" a shiver went up her spine when she heard not Harry, but Draco Malfoy whisper back,

"Not Harry, although it is his cloak, found it in Mcgonagall's office."

"Draco, what the-" but before she could reprimand him, she felt herself being led into the nearest empty classroom. Draco had started to be something of a friend of hers, they were united by the love of pissing Harry off. They made a point to partner in class at least once every two weeks, and taunt Harry by any means possible. It had been great so far, although its effect was slightly lessened now that it was less unexpected from them. He threw the Cloak off and started pacing the room.

"Draco. First; how did you get in Mcgonagall's Office, second; what possessed you to take that cloak, and third; whats up?" she sat down expectantly on one of the tables, swinging her legs, waiting for an explanation.

"you're cute when you're flustered" he mumbled, before beginning.

"I was in Mcgonagall's Office for... exploratory reasons. I found the cloak in a drawer and I didn't intend to take it, (I can afford my own thank you very much) but Mcgonagall and Snape came in so I had to slip it on as fast as I could." a mischievous light twinkled in his eyes. "and I think you'll find that it was a good thing I was there."

"Oh, let me guess, you overheard that Snape and Mcgonagall are having a secret love affair, and they'll be riding off into the sunset on a hippogriff as soon as the Christmas holidays start." she put her hand to her head in a mock swoon.

"almost as good, they're re-doing the yule ball, without all those fucking blokes from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons (thank god.)" she let that sink in. the yule ball had been in her fourth year and was still a fond memory of hers. She'd gone as Harry's date since they both weren't keen on asking anyone out. It had been great, other than the memory of how she'd had her first sip of an alcoholic beverage that day, and unfortunately picked up the hobby of sneaking drinks whenever the opportunity presented itself. She remembered with a shudder, all the times she'd almost been caught in the act.

"Awesome! I guess I'll be going with Harry agai-"

"Actually I was wondering if you'd go with me?" his gray eyes met hers, looking thoroughly amused at the look of utter shock on her face.

"no pressure of co-"

"don't make it weird, and you've got a deal" a look of satisfaction crept over his face as he smirked.

"It'll help too, you know. Get a big reaction off of your brother... and perhaps spending a night dating you wouldn't be too bad..." he smirked, before tossing her the cloak and slinking out of the room. 'Fuck, Trelawney isn't as full of shit as I thought'

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

That night everyone Was eating dinner, unsuspecting of what was to come. Everyone was whispering feverishly about what they'd do over holidays, if they were staying or not, and who they'd be trying to get catch under the bewitched mistletoe that wouldn't let you get out from under it until you'd kissed whoever you were with. finally, Dumbledore rose from his seat, immediately shutting everyone up. he announced the re-run of the yule ball, and was answered with many cheers, especially from all the students who hadn't been able to be at the one that took place before. almost immediately people started asking each other out. She caught Malfoy's eye from across the hall as a few overly-confident Gryffindors tried their luck with her. Malfoy strode across the hall casually, catching glances from all of his admirers. he reached her finally, and caught her hand in his for dramatic effect.

"Mrs. Potter, will you do me the great honer of accompanying me to the yule ball?" he asked theatrically.

"Why of course Mr. Malfoy, I'd be delighted!" she responded with just as much flair. that was enough to scare away the hoard of guys that had been trying to ask her out, and since he'd asked her so loudly, the whole hall seemed to have heard and was looking curiously over. with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Malfoy made direct eye contact with Harry, (who had been sitting next to her and had only left to ask Seamus who he'd try asking out) and kissed her hand, before setting off over to the Slytherin table, followed by the awe-struck eyes of everyone in the hall.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

"What the fuck was Malfoy thinking?" Harry roared as soon as you'd been able to talk together in the common room. you sat on the couch next to a Hermione, Ron, and Ginny. "I bet he only did it because he knows I'd like to take you and avoid talking to girls!" he blurted angrily "and why's you not slap your hand out of his and hex him on the spot?"

"Harry I think she wasn't really given much time to think before answering" Hermione sensibly defended. "and anyways even if she did want to go with him, its none of your business"

"and for your information, Harry, I wouldn't have let you take me. its high time you take Ginny." she said severely. Harry and Ginny both turned red, before she continued. "you've both liked each other for so long and YOU'RE THE ONLY ONES WHO DON'T SEE IT! I'm fucking tired of you both being so oblivious."

and with that, there was a new Gryffindor power couple that everyone had expected. Money was constantly passing hands from the people who had been placing bets on them since first year.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

the next week was a Hogsmead visit in which all of the girls flooded into "Waneta's Wizardly Wardrobe" in which dresses (rumored to be laced with strong love potions) were bought by every single one. A note from Draco had somehow gotten into y/n's pocket that day,

Y/N . please get a green dress, (I'll pay for it, just give me the receipt next time you see me.) After all, you are going with the Slytherin prince himself;) yours unabashedly, Draco L. Malfoy.

she quickly found one that worked perfectly. silky fabric, a green that not only perfectly matched the color of slythrin, but also looked amazing on her, it fit her perfectly, and it had a slit, not too high, but just high enough that it'd have given her godfather Remus Lupin a heart attack. Ginny got a cute yellow sundress and Hermione got a deep blue floral dress. soon they were back at Hogwarts, giggling in their shared dorm about all the things they could do the following night that would've gotten them expelled tonight. After Y/n fell asleep, Ginny and Hermione spent a good hour trying to figure out what was going on with her and Draco.

"maybe he's hexed her, used the Imperius curse? after all, his Fathers a Death-eater."

"I hope for Y/N's sake that he hasn't taken a page from Lucius's book."

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢

before anyone was quite ready, the night had arrived. Y/n hadn't seen Draco all day, though she'd been told that he usually spent the whole day of any event primping and getting ready. All of the Gryffindor girls had flooded to the Hallways at 6, although the ball didn't begin until 8. Y/n stood awkwardly next to all of the couples and with some horror, realized that she was the only Gryffindor who had a date outside of their own house. Suddenly she felt a hand on her wrist.

"You look... stunning. Salazar, that dress makes you look like a true Slytherin" Draco smirked at the eye roll she shot back at him. he grinned down at her, clearly he'd been getting ready for a while. his blonde hair was set perfectly, probably used some bewitched hairspray to keep it in place, his suit was a dark shade of green that went perfectly with her dress. They stood for twenty minutes, talking about this and that, what they'd be up to this summer, (although it was hard to keep it from being awkward, the tension between them growing,) when a clock in the hall struck eight and the doors to the Hall were flung open. Draco offered his arm to her, and they went in.

it would've been fine with her that Draco was everywhere but by her side, talking to every girl he could manage, but as she found the alcohol, she slowly started to get tipsy, and with every drink she got more upset. Finally he made his way back over to her (after dancing with Hannah Abbot for an hour) and offered her his hand.

"well Potter, I'd guess we'd better dance." something in his voice was so much colder than what she'd gotten used to, that she just stayed where she had sat, and looked at him with disgust.

''"oh well clearly you have enough followers to dance with, Malfoy." she started slowly, her words were unfortunately just slurred enough that he caught on to the fact that she'd been drinking

"are you ok?" he quickly asked, his tone changing instantly, sitting down next to her. "You might want to drink some tea or something,, I can try to find so-"

"shut up Malfoy I fucking hate it when you pretend to care" she muttered, impressively downing another goblet of fire whiskey.

"stop drinking that" he said softly, pulling the goblet out of her reach.

"Fuck off Malfoy you've done nothing for me tonight besides help piss off Harry and be a man-whore."

"shhh, love, your attracting attention" he whispered, standing her up. "you really need to get some rest. You should see yourself right now." the last part came out demeaning, but he had really meant, wow this bitch had a way of looking so hot while being completely toasted.

"come on, you dont want people seeing you like this" he said, lifting her arm over his shoulder and half-dragging her out of the hall

"now listen here mister I wanna go back to the balllll" she sputtered, wrenching herself from his grip as he started up the stairs. he responded by grabbing her wrist again, pulling her towards him and hefting her into his arms like an over-sized baby.

''shh love, you're getting too worked up for your own good, just calm down" he whispered, feathering a light kiss on her forehead. as he descended the dungeon stairs, and faced the snake painting, she squirmed in his arms

"Malfooyyyy I dont wannew hafta deal with 'arry's ridicule if I spend the night 'ere" she muttered incoherently.

"dont worry love, you just need a good sleep's all." he whispered before muttering the password, to which the painting swung open.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢

as he dropped her onto his bed and started to turn and get something from across the room, she grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him down, his arms on each of her sides propping him up. his gray eyes bored into hers, their lips so close that they could feel each others breath. he started to say something but was cut off by her hand on the back of his head, forcing his lips down onto hers. She rolled over, so that she was on top, kissing him hungrily. Finally, they pulled away, Dracos perfect hair tussled, the top few buttons of his shirt having been unbuttoned, his tie almost falling off.

"Come on Draco, what are you afraid of?" she whispered, looking up into his eyes. He bit his lip in thought, before slowly answering.

"Potter, Love, I have a rule that I don't fuck a girl unless she soberly, verbally, consents, and dear, I'm sorry but you don't fill the exact criteria for sobriety." She groaned disgruntledly in response, pushing herself off of him.

"Shhh love, I promise I'll make it up to you one of these days" he said, pushing himself up and walking across the room to a wardrobe, from which he got a Tee shirt and a pair of shorts which he threw to her. "now, you dont want to sleep in that dress, do you?"

the shuffled into the adjacent bathroom, leaving Malfoy to sit in waiting. wondering how he'd ever gotten lucky enough to get such a Goddess to go with him to the ball.

after she left the bathroom and sat on the bad, Draco left to change and now it was her turn to think about him. To be be honest, she was still kind of in shock from the kiss that they had shared earlier. On one hand she was ecstatic that they'd gotten so much closer since the last time she'd been in this room, pranking him via polyjuice potion.

she started to shiver and silently regretted that she hadn't taken her wand with her tonight to set a fire. she squirmed under the heavy warm sheets of Malfoy's bed. Despite her best attempts, she dozed off by the time that Draco had emerged from the bathroom. he cuddled in next to her, and she subconsciously hugged onto him, sloth style.

"goodnight to you, too, Potter. I think we did an amazing job at pissing off your brother tonight. Now you just rest now." he rested his head onto hers, pecking her on the forehead, hugging her softly. Her eyes flit open slowly, as a piece of fabric on his bare arm rubbed against her

"Draco, whats that bandage on your left arm?" she asked curiously.

"oh, nothing dear," he said quickly, maybe a note of undistinguishable panic in his voice "now just go to sleep now." she fell asleep in his arms as he subconsciously ran his hand over the sore bandaged arm. if only he'd been stronger and hadn't let them force him to get it, but he was finally able to let his mind rest, yes, he could rest, with the girl he'd somehow falled in love with curled up in his arms.

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