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Kiss me - DM

this is inspired of a dream i had!

warnings: kissing, brief mention of sexual interaction in the end, female!reader, annoyed draco lmao

not my GIF!

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Hogsmeade, the prettiest during wintertime they say. Y/N and her not so happy looking boyfriend Draco wriggle through the tables at the three broomsticks. Both of them relieved to finally escape their friends to get some alone time.

“Finally, they never stop talking, do they?” Y/N says. Draco just responds with a simple huff. He has been in a mood for hours now. Y/N knows that he sometimes is quiet and not in a good mood, his dad is giving him a hard time lately. Both of them now walking around the small alleyways of Hogsmeade, snow covers the floor and the rooftops of every building. Walking with him was never weird or awkward, both of them liked to take in the situation around them.

Until Y/N has enough of walking around going nowhere, she grabs his hand and lead him to her favorite bookshop. Standing in front of the bookshop, he gives his girlfriend a confused look.

“Orville Books”

“Oh come on Draco, I always wanted to go in here with you!” He could not say no to her, could he? So both of them walk through the small door of the shop. The little bell on top of the door makes a ringing sound as they go inside. Smell of wood, old books and coffee surrounds them. Draco understands why it was her favorite, tall bookshelfs, the aisles between each look rather cozy and a seating area in the back. He looks at his witch as she smiled at the bookshop owner, apparently they know each other.

His mood was definitely lightened as he sees the glow in Y/Ns eyes. She mumbles something about coming here all the time when she was in her first year, but Draco just keeps quiet. He finds himself dragged in one of the aisles as Y/N says “I am sure you will find something too”, Draco nods in agreement. About 10 minutes later the two of them are looking at books of all kinds. He would lie if he would say that he is not fascinated about the fact that none of the books are organized. Growing up wealthy his life was pretty structured and tidy, so this is new to him.

Draco gets his hand on one of the books, “Academe of Romance”, he silently laughs and turns to his girlfriend, who was also looking at one book. “Darling?” he finally speaks, “yes?” she answers immediately. “Do you enjoy reading cheesy love stories?” he says sarcastically. “I am living my own cheesy lovestory, aren’t I?” she responds walking up to him. Draco just smirks to himself, even though he was pretty sure Y/N noticed. As he put the book back into its place he feels a hand on his cheek, tilting his head towards Y/N. She wants to kiss him, so he tilts his head that she could kiss him on the cheek. Y/N looks a little shook “Excuse you? Can i get a kiss please?”, he obeys and kissed her cheek.

Draco returns to the books while Y/N still stands there, the look on her face as if she has seen a ghost. “Draco a real one, kiss me.” He finally gives in, kissing her on the lips quickly. He goes to see if she is now satisfied, but once again she looks unpleased. “What?” he asks silently, not wanting to gain any attention from other customers. Y/N doesn’t really care about the fact that others could hear them, she answers him with a annoyed laugh “Merlin, I am your girlfriend, can’t you kiss me for more that 1 second?”. Draco doesn’t answer, he waits until that one wizard in the aisle with them is gone. He returns to the books, hearing Y/N scuff as she does the same.

The moment he notices that they were finally alone in the aisle, he grabs her hand, spinning her around and pressing her into the bookshelf on the right. “I would love to snog you for hours, love, but as you might’ve noticed we are in public and we don’t want my father hearing about our relationship just yet, right?”. Y/N is breathing heavily, not expecting her boyfriend to do that, but she secretly loves it. “Well, then let’s get out of here, it’s getting boring anyway.” Y/N manages to breath out, while being pressed against him.

He let go of her and dragged her out of the store. They practically ran back to their dorms, to cuddle of course. ;)

Flavored chapstick // DM

Summary: Y/N is cleaning up her dorm before the summer break, her boyfriend Draco decides to keep her company.

Warnings: Kissing, mentions of sexual actions

Gif is made by myself!

Y/N jumped when she heard a knock on her door, not expecting anyone during lunchtime. She decided to skip the meal to have the dorm to herself.

A simple “Come in” came from her mouth before she found herself staring at a familiar blonde in the doorway.

She gave him a quick smile and returned to her drawer, organizing her clothes before putting them in her suitcase.

Draco mumbled something about not being very hungry and bored. Y/N just simply hummed in agreement, not really paying attention. He did not like that.

While moving on to organizing the top of her drawer she suddenly felt a pair of strong arms around her. The breath of her boyfriend, that she felt on the side of her neck, gave her shivers.

“Not really nice of you, not greeting your own boyfriend.” he hinted. Y/N let out a small laugh and turned around, not leaving his embrace. She gave him a quick kiss on his nose, on which he reacted with a smirk. But before he could kiss her properly, she freed herself from his arms.

“Feeling playful today, do we love?” he teased. Y/N on the other hand seemed busy, searching for something in her handbag she usually uses on trips to hogsmeade.

“No, no you need to wait, I have a surprise for you!” she said full of joy. Draco just laughed “You really are something else.” as he sat down on her bed.

He played with his rings, when he spotted Y/N disappearing into the bathroom.

He joked to himself “You better come out in lingerie.”, not expecting Y/N to hear it. “You wish, I am just fixing my make up!”

A few minutes later she came out, almost looking the same but her cheeks were more rosy and she had a red tint on her lips.

“Where’s my surprise?” he asked with a grin on his face. “Get that look off your face, i’m on my period so don’t even think about it.” Draco made a pouty face, which Y/N just replied with a laugh.

Almost 15 minutes later she was finished with her drawer, deciding to take a quick break until finishing with her packing.

She crawled on her bed, where he laid reading a book of hers. “Oh look who finally decided to give me attention.”, he sighed.

She just shook her head with a chuckle before grabbing him by his jaw and tilting his head towards her. She whispered a quick “Hi” before pressing her lips onto his. No tongues, just a passionate kiss. He pulled away after a few seconds “Wait, you taste like cherry.” Y/N laughed and pulled out a cherry flavored chapstick that she kept in her school skirt pocket. “Surprise.” she announced.

Draco grabbed her jaw and kissed her again, pulling her on his lap.

Both of them kissing with a passion until it got more rough. The kiss was now full of lust, both of them not wanting to stop. She damned herself to be on her period right now, knowing that this won’t end anytime soon. She felt him get a little too excited under her as she pulled away “Draco..”

“What, can you blame me darling?” She giggled in reply and kissed him again. Knowing that they needed to stop as soon as lunch break was over. But until then they both wanted nothing more as to drown in cherry.

:)

Y/N and Draco, a different but beautiful couple. No one believed in them except themselves.. until they didn’t.

Warnings: Fem!reader, angst, crying, swearing, mentions of sex

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I fell for a lie. Everything was a lie.

That is what Draco had been thinking the last couple of days.

He felt numb, used, like it was his fate to be unhappy.

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It was a rainy day at hogwarts. Nothing new for them.

Y/N and Draco were considered that couple in school. He was the rich, mean slytherin while she was the complete opposite. It was weird at first, showing their love in front of hundreds of students. Even though they got used to it, the stares never stopped.

“They will never last”

“I bet she is just using him”

“I heard he gave her his family ring”

“look at the necklace she is wearing, it is worth as much as some houses”

Hand in hand they walked through the halls of the castle. The Malfoy family ring decorating her left index finger. A beautiful diamond necklace making her collarbones stand out even more. She was happy, he was happy. All her friends left her after she told them she was seeing him. Draco’s few friends never really cared about him either.

They were all they had.

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He was laying on his dorm bed one evening, Y/N tugged under the blanket. She was sleeping. He enjoyed watching her sleep, it calmed him. He swore to himself she was the most breathtaking person he had ever seen.

He threw his arm around her, putting her head on his chest. Slightly stroking her hair as he let out a breath of relief. Finding time for each other was incredibly hard since they all shared dorms. Blaise and Theo were outside on the quidditch pitch, they enjoyed doing this at night, Draco never understood why.

Sliding his fingers through her hair as he heard that she let a few “hmm”s out. He smiled to himself, knowing how much she enjoyed it when he was playing with her hair.

“Hmm keep doing that, Harry”

It was quiet. He was quiet. All kinds of thoughts ran through his head.

“She cannot be cheating on me, she would never”,

“Why should she say his name like that”,

“Harry?!”

His heart sank as he remembered seeing harry looking at her the last days. He did not care about it at all, he loved making people jealous, especially his enemies.

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“Y/N! There you are, where in merlins beard were you? I have been looking for you for hours!” Draco exclaimed as he saw his witch walking past him in the great hall.

“Oh uhm I was in the library, you know studying” she said, looking caught of guard.

“We do not have any tests in the next 6 weeks, love.” Draco said, putting his hand on her waist and walking with her

“You are right, but better now than too late.” she laughed, her boyfriend chuckled and they went to their table.

When he sat down he saw harry staring at Y/N, he thought nothing of it, well knowing that his girlfriend was beautiful.

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Draco was confused. His girlfriend still sleeping but he was now standing in the middle of the dorm. He was mad. Slowly realizing why she had been so weird to him. It was all a lie, she was the lie. Of course she was, it was all too good to be true. Once again the bloody Malfoy curse got him. He wanted to scream, break something and most definitely find harry. And that is exactly what he did.

Storming out of the dorm, slamming the door behind him not caring about Y/N. He knew where to find harry. Him and his pathetic friends always hung out at the black lake on Saturday evenings. So that is where he went.

“He is fucking dead after that” Draco breathed to himself as he went.

Meanwhile Y/N woke up.

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“You sleep talk, love. Especially about things i was not supposed to know.”

That is what the note said on his bedside table. Y/N read it, hands shaking as she realized what he meant.

“Harry... shit”

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Y/N knew exactly where her boyfriend went. She put on her shoes and ran after him. Tears slowly appearing in her eyes as she ran.

“You were using him”

“You are a bad girlfriend”

“You are a bad person”

“You do not deserve any happiness”

All those phrases flew before her eyes. She stopped running. Leaning against the tall stone wall she let out a sob. She lost him. How could she do something like this.

She stood there a few minutes until she remembered that Draco was probably searching for Harry. She wiped her tears, and started running again. Setting her prayers that both of them were still okay.

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“Oh hey Harry, what’s up?” Y/N asked as she saw him sitting next to her in the library.

“I just wanted to talk to you, I feel like you have been lonely the past weeks.” Harry answered, looking into her eyes.

Y/N was confused, never even once someone except for Draco asked her about her feelings.

“Oh, no no I have been okay, why do you think so?”

“You usually smile a lot, but in the last weeks it was.. different I guess.”

That’s when she opened to him. Telling him all her concerns she had. Since she was dating Draco no one really wanted to talk to her. Harry gave her comfort and the feeling of being accepted and understood.

They kept meeting in the library, usually to talk and study. Both of them became close. She was afraid to tell Draco because she knew how much he despised Harry. One particular afternoon it was too late to tell Draco.

Harry kissed her, she was confused but it was incredibly comforting. She kissed back. All bad thoughts leaving her mind as they kept kissing. They always met in the back corner of the library, that exact table that no one uses and no one can see.

The kiss turned into making out. The making out turned into touching. And the touching turned into more.

Once they were done she left, no words said she just left. Making her way to the bathroom as she was crying. She had just cheated on her boyfriend that she loved.

She loved Draco.

A tear fell down on her ring as she looked at it.

She swore him eternity, that she would never let him down.

But that is exactly what she just did.

Y/N wiped her tears, looked in the mirror and saw nothing but an disgusting person. She hated herself. She buttoned her blouse back up since the first three were open. She saw the marks he left around her chest. The necklace on her neck still shining in innocence. He was going to see. She has to find an excuse. What was she going to do..?

Walking out of the bathroom as if nothing happened Y/N made a deal with herself.

Never talk to Harry again. Pretend that nothing happened. Tell Draco that she was on her period if he tried to undress her.

Her boyfriend catching her eye as she walked through the great hall

“Y/N! There you are, where in merlins beard have you been? I have been looking for you for hours!”

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“Have you touched my girlfriend?”

She heard Draco scream as she got near to where Harry always sat with Ron and Hermione.

“I said have you touched my fucking girlfriend”

There he was. Wand pressed to Harry’s throat. She felt dizzy, helpless.

Both Ron and Hermione stood behind him, looking confused.

“Malfoy I can explain..!”

“You do? Then tell me”

Draco was screaming at him, every time he did Y/N flinched. She let out another sob, tears streaming down her face, her mascara smudged.

That is when he saw her, standing there, shaking, crying. He wanted nothing but too hold her in his arms, he could not. He loved her, but right now he was disgusted of her. She was his witch, his woman, his future, but now all she was, was his beautiful lie.

“Fucking talk!” Draco screamed as he turned his head to look at Harry again.

“Look maybe it is better if you talk to her first..”

“To her?” he said pointing his wand at Y/N and then back to his throat.

“Oh believe me I will talk to her, but right now i just want to know if you touched her.”

“I- we.. we have.. uhm..” Harry stuttered.

“You fucked her?”

“Draco.. please.” Y/N let out, still crying.

Draco did not even look at her, he still looked at Harry. She could see a shimmer in his eyes, he was crying too. He never cried.

“Did you?” Draco screamed in a shaky voice.

“Yes” That’s all Harry said until he got a fist thrown at his face.

“Draco! No!” You screamed and cried begging him to stop but he just did not.

Harry’s friends tried to stop Draco but they failed. Draco was standing over Harry now, foot on his throat, Wand pointing onto him.

She broke down. Sitting on the wet grass, eyes filled with tears watching the scenario go on.

“You will pay for what you did, Potter.”

And before he could speak out the spell he intended to use she managed to stop him.

“Draco.. please.. I love you”

His head was now tilted towards her, his lips shaking, hair messed up from the fighting.

“Yeah I used to believe you do, but that was a lie, wasn’t it?”

“Draco do not do this.. please” She could barely say anything, it was all to much.

Draco started screaming again, telling her how she betrayed him and that he wants Harry to suffer for it.

His voice became loud. Her vision went blurry. Everything was suddenly so intense until it was just.. black.

J:)

summary: In his eyes she was fearless, strong and beautiful like the sea. But the darkest places of the ocean are yet to be discovered.

warnings: Fem!Reader, Toxic!Draco depression, fighting, abuse, screaming and crying, suicidal thoughts, suicide, small mention of sexual stuff and blood

Soreness went through her bones each day she woke up. Barely enough energy to carry through the day. She stopped caring about herself, trying to focus on her grades and make at least her teachers proud. Even if Snape is the last one to be proud of a student. She hated it, she hated herself and everyone around her. No more motivation to be like her Mother, whom she always admired.

Yet she still carried her head high. Wiping tears when no one is looking. Faking a laugh or two through dinner. Thoughts drifting off to the sweet relief of heaven; But from the outside, she was still the same. Still his Y/N. Draco didn’t notice. Always making rude remarks towards Gryffindors with their friends. Reading in the common room while she was up crying. Sometimes she wondered if he was still in love with her or only the idea of them.

The sapphire necklace layed on top of her collarbones. It shined so beautifully in the soft light of the moon. “Eternity” engraved on the back side. Draco knew her favorite color was blue. He got her the expensive piece of jewelry two month after their first date. It was the first time he told her that he was in love with her. They were that couple in Hogwarts. Everybody knew about them. She even met his parents, they liked her. Narcissa, of course, adored her, always making her a cup of tea while gossiping.

Y/N loved reliving those memories, they made her happy for a few seconds. She wonders what changed, but now everything was falling apart. She misses the notes Draco used to leave before heading out. She misses random kisses in the halls, she misses him, her Draco.

The black lake at night was her special place. She felt home there. Smooth sounds of water, moon light reflecting. Often she just sat there and thought. She once brought Draco. In her head it was a good idea, maybe he would like it too. The night ended in an argument.

Disagreements had started in the second year of dating. Both of them started to grow up, having different opinions. At first the fights were harmless. Things both of them got over within minutes. Nowadays it’s a different story. Screaming, crying and ignoring is normal to them.

A week ago she sat at her desk in her dorm room. Potions book laying flat on the table as she had both hands on her temples. She never understood why potions must be so damn hard. She turned her head around to see her boyfriend walking through the door. “He looks angry” she thought. He threw himself on the bed and Y/N continued her hopeless studying.

“Y/N”, he said. Without turning around she answered a flat “What?”.

“Did you gain weight?” he asked bluntly.

Her mouth fell open a bit. He couldn’t be serious. He knew she was insecure about her body. Many nights she cried to him about that. But still she gave herself to him completely. She felt weird being naked in front of him, but he always assured her that she was beautiful. “Beautiful” she thinks, when’s the last time he called her that..?

“Excuse me?” She spitted out, not caring how rude her tone was.

“You heard me” He responded.

On that evening their biggest fight happened. Y/N crying while Draco screaming.

“W-What did I do wrong..?” she asked, shaky voice, cheeks stained with tears.

“STOP MAKING EVERYTHING ABOUT YOURSELF!” Draco screamed at her for the fifth time that night.

Everything was blurry, tears streaming out of her eyes, not seeming to stop. She wanted it to stop, she wanted him to stop. When he took a step closer to her she reacted. The constant screaming scared her. Pushing his chest roughly away so there was space between them again. Usually he wanted to end arguments with sex. She didn’t. But that’s how it always went. They argue until she cries, he fucks her and they never talk about it again. But not this time.

As soon as she pushed him away he grabbed her by her collar. Noses almost touching as she says “Draco.. I can’t.” He looked offended “What do you mean you can’t, you always can.” She swallowed, took a breath and tried to answer confidently “No Draco, I don’t want to have sex with you after every argument, your dick won’t make up for fucking up our relationship.”

“You are such a bitch.” Draco answered, looking even madder than before. “You slowly are becoming your father, Draco.” Y/N answered as she looked him directly in the eyes. This crossed his line. He grabbed her collar even tighter as he threw her against the wall with full force.

“I WILL NEVER BE LIKE MY FATHER!” He screamed, not seeming to notice that Y/N was laying on the floor, head bleeding. He still didn’t stop. Throwing things on the floor, destroying objects that once were fragile.

A few moments later he finally realized. His bleeding, crying girlfriend on the floor. He stood there for a few seconds, watching her whine in pain as a couple tears fell down his cheek. Hurrying to kneel next to her, cupping her cheeks, whispering apologies over apologies.

She woke up in the nursery next morning. Draco by her side, she saw flowers and a couple gift bags on the side table. He couldn’t be serious, could he?

“Thank merlin you are awake!” he exclaimed, eyes shiny with tears.

“I am so so sorry Y/N, i overreacted and, well you know how i react if someone mentions my father. I should have never touched you in any way. I feel incredibly terrible. I brought you some flowers and-“

“Draco” she interrupted. “You can’t be serious.”

“What..? Why, Y/N you know I love you.” he cried.

She thought it was funny seeing him cry for her. He never did, so he actually must feel bad. But with what he did, he went too far. She can’t keep doing this, not with him at least. Or not at all.

“Cry me a fucking river, Draco.” She laughed as she got up, not caring about her head hurting or the strange dress she’s wearing.

Her and Draco haven’t really spoken since, everyone still thinks their together. She was now sitting at her special place once again. A full moon night, her favorite. White long night gown her mother gave her covering her legs. She drops the sapphire necklace on the stones.The cold water hits her feet as she went into the lake. Deeper and deeper.

She feels free, fearless. Moon light rays are visible to the dark water. Blue, Dark blue that’s all she sees. Night gown flowing up as she sinks deeper. Letting herself fall completely till she sees nothing but dark blue. Her favorite color, she thinks one last time before drifting away into a painless place.

“Eternity.”

-J

Summary: Its like a candle, each flicker of light makes it lose drops of wax. One needs to light the candle for it do die off. Draco decides to make his fire vanish before someone else could.

Warnings: blood, suicide, tons of angst, suicide letter, no pronouns of the reader mentioned

Heavy thoughts, the sound of a quill scribbling on paper. He bleeds out all his love. Writing the words as if it was the last thing he would ever do. Expressing every and each feeling, gathered on a single piece of paper. Each lost word wouldn’t find space on endless walls. Vulnerable sentences freckling his blood scarred canvas. But in that moment he gave everything he had left, till he was empty.

My beloved [name],

words will never be worthy enough to describe you. You lightened each dark moment. You tried to heal scars i was given. Soul purer than Mother’s diamonds. I will forever admire your heart. In a thousand years I never imagined anyone actually understanding me. You understood me. The first and only one that ever did. You were the greatest gift I ever received. It broke me to drag you down with me. My darkness should’ve never reached you. It did, I will never forgive myself for that. Through all the times, you stayed. Everyone around us saw only darkness, while you tried to see colour.

The stars in the night sky we watched always reminded me of you. Beautiful, bright and shining. The wishes at the shooting stars i never told you were you. Always you. I admire you, my star. Even from afar, my affection towards you was endless. I remember how you always told me “I’m so proud of you.” I never believed you, how could one be? You always shined so bright amongst each individual in the hall. Mesmerized by everything you did, you had me under your spell. “I star you.” was our way of telling the other we adore them. Your ability of bringing light to everyone made it special. Each embrace felt painless. My heart will never forget the relieves you brought it.

Another wish I made was this. An end to the never ending pain. I always thought you’d be the solution to it. I believed you could safe me. And you did, until you didn’t. I had to decide between my wishes. I always chose you. Always tried to be good for you, to make you happy and not see me fall apart. Thought it would end. But the eternal suffering wouldn’t leave me. I had to choose between you and me. I knew sooner or later I would drag you down again. You are more important to me than anyone else. I chose you.

You deserve a happy life, someone who carries enough brightness to fulfill yours. Your smile will always be graved into my heart. You are worthy so much more than this horrible life I would give you. Thank you for making me see light for the first time, even if it was only for short. I hope you’re still proud of me. I will have you mesmerized for eternity..

There was still so much left in his mind. A drop of blood hitting the freshly written word. He tried to continue but the pool of blood on the floor let him sink into his eternity of emptiness. The quill hit the floor as the last words were written.

“Never forget me, I […] you.”

“your Draco”

-J <3

hermione: come on, harry. you can’t keep doing this every night! we’ve all been watching you.

ron: yeah! honestly, mate, im really concerned. he’s really getting into your head — isn’t he? damn.

seamus: listen to us harry, please? you’re living in a fantasy world and you need to realise it.

dean: yeah, harry. you’re becoming obsessed.

*entire gryffindor chimes in on agreement*

harry: sooo....

harry: *clears throat* anywayyyy...

entire gryffindor:

harry: guys come on lighten up a little.. enough with all the sick seriousness. help me pick which cutout of malfoy i should sleep with tonight please :(

ron: would you believe the shit lavender says. she LITERALLY said she dated me entirely out of pity, when in reality she was obsessed. motherfucker’s the definition of audacity.

ron: do you think i should tell lavender we all know her attempts to sugarcoat her obsession is not working?

harry:

harry: *stoning in the direction of the slytherin table, specifically where draco sits*

ron: hello?? harry?? *starts frantically waving his hands before harry’s face*

ron: mate what the hell were you even listening?

harry:

harry: *licking his lips seductively*

harry: ..malfoy has such a plump ass...

ron: what the bloody FUCK harry will you quit being gay for a second and just listen to what im saying?!

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Comfort | Draco Malfoy

You had tried your absolute hardest to clean the blood off of your nose; you had tried your absolute hardest to cover the bruise on the corner of your lip with concealer. You had tried your absolute hardest to hold in your tears as you made your way to Snape’s class, your mind replaying the previous incident over and over again.

You let out a sigh of relief as you sat down at your seat (on time, thankfully). You went to set your things down, catching sight of your hand in the process. Your heart dropped in your stomach, and your eyes burned with tears.

You read over the words that were dug onto your skin: I will never cheat again.

You didn’t cheat— you never have. You never saw the purpose for it. So when Umbridge accused you in front of the whole class of cheating on the latest test, it humiliated you. She asked to see you after class, and that’s when it all happened.

You remember looking at Cedric while he was in the line out the door, begging him with your pleading eyes. He gave you an apologetic look and shrugged, leaving you alone with Umbridge. You wished he would of stayed..

Snape’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts, making you lift your head up quickly. You placed your hand on your lap underneath the desk, too scared somebody in the class would see it and ask questions.

You tried your hardest to focus and take notes, but you just couldn’t. Your mind was too foggy and your hand ached, along with your lip and nose. You just wanted to cry. There were only about twenty minutes left in class, but you couldn’t wait anymore. You raised your hand anxiously, making Snape stop midsentence; you weren’t supposed to interrupt Snape’s class. He would of scolded you if it weren’t for your glossy eyes and shaking figure, so he just nodded in your direction with furrowed eyebrows.

“Uhm,” You started, your voice cracking. “I-I’m sorry to interrupt you, Professor, but I really— can I go to the restroom really quick?”

Snape didn’t fall for any of your lies, but said yes anyway. He, along with the rest of the class, watched you scramble out of your chair and rush out of the classroom. “Okay, I need somebody to go follow her and make sure she’s okay. Any volunteers?”

Cedric lifted his hand before he could even finish his sentence, but it was Draco who stood from his seat. “I’ll go, Professor.”

The entire class was surprised, seeing as he had no look on his face that said he was going to go and torture you or make fun of you. Snape, surprised with his actions, allowed it, nonetheless. Cedric huffed in frustration as he watched Draco run past the doors to get to you.

You hadn’t really gone to the restroom; you just needed to get out of there. You were propped up against on of the walls in the hallways, your head leaned back against it as tears fell down your cheeks. Your hand gripped your aching hand, rubbing comforting circles on it as you tried to ease the pain.

You didn’t hear footsteps or anything until Draco spoke softly. “Hey,” He nearly cooed. You jumped from your spot, gulping before wiping at your face. “What are you crying for?” He asked, eyebrows furrowed.

You rolled your eyes at him, taking his words for sarcasm. “Why did you follow me, Malfoy? Don’t you see that I’m already upset; can’t you just leave me alone?”

Draco sighed heavily. “Stop,” He ordered firmly, reaching his hand out to take your burning hand. You flinched and pulled it closer to you, your heart beating nervously. “Quit being a brat and come here, would you? Just let me look at it.”

You gulped, shaking your head. “No. Why should I? You’re probably just going to smack it.”

A look of hurt and confusion washed over Draco’s face as you spoke, your words piercing him in the heart. “What? Why would I do that?”

You scoffed, pressing your hand tighter to yourself. “Oh, don’t act like you’re all high and mighty, Malfoy. Why are you really here, huh? Just spit it out so I can go back to having some damn privacy.”

Draco was starting to get worked up, your words angering him. “Seriously, you need to stop. You don’t know what you’re talking about, so knock it off.” He spoke through gritted teeth, making you gulp nervously. His eyes trailed to your lip, which was coincidentally trapped inbetween your teeth anxiously. His eyebrows furrowed, and he leaned in closer to you, a hand going towards you to hold you still. You gulped, your eyes widening.

“Hey..” Draco mumbled, his thumb trailing the bruise on the corner of your lip. “Is this a bruise?” He asked in disbelief, pulling away to look at the rest of your face, his head shaking when he noticed the small dots of dried blood that remained underneath your nose. “Is this blood? Bloody hell, Y/N.. Wha—"

You flinched, pulling your face away from his reach. “I’m fine, it was just Umbridge. Thought I cheated because I got a 100% on the test.”

Draco’s nostrils flared and his fists clenched. You looked down before looking back up at him, eyes connecting. Your heart stammered when you noticed his pupils began to dilate. He gulped and his eyes softened, and he licked his lips before stepping forward slowly. “Are you really okay, though?”

Your eyes burned with tears, and you bit the inside of your cheek. Draco sighed, watching you as you just shook your head. You gasped when you felt his hands wrap around you, pulling you closer to him. With one hand on the back of your head, and the other around your waist, your nose was now pressed against his chest.

You just stood there at first, tense against his body with shock. Draco rubbed at your back softly, “It hurts like a bitch, I know. It goes away after a week or two, and the pain doesn’t last longer than four days at the most. You’ll be just fine.”

Your body softened up at his words, and you wrapped your arms around him, pressing yourself closer to him as you let more tears fall. You just felt so embarrassed and humiliated. You gripped his robes in your hands tightly as you sobbed softly, Draco’s grip on you tightening and his hands rubbing harsher yet still gentle circles.

“Alright, let me look at ya,” He spoke after a few more minutes, pulling you away from his chest. You sniffled and wiped at your face before looking up at him, eyes still glassy and sad. He smirked down at you teasingly, his hand reaching to ruffle your hair. You groaned in protest, hands lifting up to fix your curls. “You’ll be fine, Y/L/N. Maybe just don’t cheat, and this wouldn’t happen.”

You glared at him, making him laugh at you. “Come on, I don’t want anybody getting any ideas.”

♡ WHEN DRACO MALFOY HAS A CRUSH ON YOU♡

- he’s complex

- hiding beneath his cold demeanour

- devoting countless hours to the Astronomy Tower

- gazing at the stars in the dark night sky

- his moves full of lazy grace

- his long limbs look somewhat regal, not lanky and awkward as they are with most his age

- his silver eyes look cold and distant

- he may surprise you with random acts of kindness or genuine concern

- waiting for you after the class is over

- carrying your heavy books

- asking you a variety of questions because he's genuinely interested in getting to know you better

- (you won’t hear much from him in return tho)

- offering you small compliments from time to time*nonchalantly*

- admiring your style *always*

- *making countless attempts to impress you*

- also(!)

- he can be mean to people who don't get along with you

- he may watch you closely when he thinks no one’ll notice

- but when you do, he's desperately trying to appear composed.

- would never reveal his true motives of course

- he’s too proud for that

- and too scared to open up fully

- often hiding his feelings with aggressive sarcasm

- acting like he doesn’t really care (but he do!)

- when your name comes up in a conversation, his porcelain cheeks turn pinkish

- and his cold demeanour fades

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 you can find more of my works about draco ♡here♡

♡ (fluffy) harry x draco headcanons ♡

before they got together, Draco obsessively read every article about Harry in the Daily Prophet (not that he'd ever admit it)

he even stole his mother's Witch Weekly to read about Harry once (or twice)

so...he's positively obsessed about Potter, though he may need some time to truly understand the nature of his obsessiveness towards him

but when he does (!) (!) (!)

for Harry it's different. he's pining for Draco for a long time, but he's scared to do something about it; it's Draco Malfoy we are talking about after all

so he just watches from distance, getting grumpy, then hopeful and then grumpy again

they start small; talking about quidditch. A LOT (they play it a lot too, even when it's only two of them)

may I add they are both fiercely competitive during it? or during everything really??

a quick game of snap may turn into a bloodshed (and they both cheat shamelessly when losing)

they also work out together and turn it into a competition as well (duhh)—who can lift more, who can run faster, etc

Draco knows exactly how to push Harry's buttons, effortlessly getting a rise out of him; it helps him when he wants to distract Harry (and win), but mostly he does it because Harry's reaction to these little provocations are so fucking adorable

Harry often blushes too; at Draco's bluntness (which is also adorable)

Draco simply can't take his eyes out of Potter, and his little, cold heart ache whenever Harry looks at him softly, with those eyes of his

actually he could stare at him for hours, but he feels like a bit of a creep for it, so he often does it while Harry is asleep (still acting like a creep if you ask me)

Harry opens up to Draco first, he's so painfully genuine that Malfoy has no other option but open up as well

it turns out it's not that bad; opening up to somebody he cares about

and sometimes it scares him how much he cares

so...yes Draco is positively smitten with Harry

he's even willing to accept the Weasel in their life for the sake of Harry (which should speak volumes!)

Draco is taking Harry out to dinner often, always insisting on paying (a true gentleman through and through). it's his way of spoiling Harry and showing his affection, despite Harry's protests

and when they are alone...

they can't keep their hands off each other, and even the softest kiss can quickly escalate (!)

speaking about kissing; Draco loses his mind whenever Harry kisses him, completely overwhelmed

and when his hand start trailing over his body, moving lower and lower, Draco's breath catches

as I said they can't keep their hands off each other :)

at night Harry clings to Draco lovingly, despite Draco's mock complaints

but when Harry is not with him and he has the bed all for himself he can't sleep at all, he feels lonely and miss Harry like crazy (the feeling's mutual)

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i love them your honor and i will die on this hill

*currently re-reading my favourite drarry fanfictions and having a time of my life*

you can find more of my works about draco ♡here♡

Simple perfection

| Prompt - Feeling their pulse | this prompt can be read stand alone but comes off with reference from this prompt. Check out if you'd like |

Voldemort had evaporated like ashes in the air, not a single shred of him was left anymore . There were cheers from all across the halls and people were jumping up and down with excitement, contentment, happiness. Some were crying tears of happiness, some reunited with their families, some were kissing and harry was there watching all of it. And then he saw the glimmering eyes towards him, the eyes that held hope after all, the eyes that held respect, eyes that were now filled with love. Wizarding world had won the war, harry had after 7 years fought voldemort and almost died in the process but killed him. They had won the fucking war.

Before Harry could've acknowledged what had happened Hermione had hugged Harry tighter than she had ever before and with tears brimming in his eyes, Ron had too joined along. They laughed and cheered him on, told him how proud they were of him. They loved him and he loved them too, after all they were now his only family left and that thought ached him but just for a little bit he thought, he could be selfish and cry in joy that they had won against Voldemort.

And then his eyes fell upon the blonde sitting in corner with his parents. He threw a vivid smile at Draco and he smiled back. Harry came back and Draco couldn't he more happy ,yet he was terrified.

The days flew a little faster than Harry would have anticipated. In the honour of winning the war , few people had stayed behind at Hogwarts while a few returned home. To harry, Hogwarts was home and he wanted to do anything to make it feel like home again. The reconstruction of Hogwarts started 2 days after the war and harry had suddenly grown very much in popularity. He was the most wanted man in Britain, in a good way.

He was probably walking back from Ms. McGonagall's office when he ran into Draco. Draco merely smiled at harry and walked away. The words shared between them before the war had somehow been forgotten but it has sure developed a relationship between Harry and Draco that wasn't hate anymore. It was only during the last week at Hogwarts when almost everyone had left and only a few had remained. Even Ron and Hermione flew back home and despite their offer to harry, he didn't go along with them. In the last week at Hogwarts, he realised only a few Hufflepuff had remained, ravenclaw's table remained empty , only Draco and few Slytherin's at the Slytherin's table and a few of Gryffindor's who Harry didn't really knew. He had been staring at Draco quite awful lot, he had presumed one of these days Draco would've bought up something about what happened before war but he didn't. Quite frankly Draco looked far more distracted than anything else. It's not like Harry didn't find himself lost in thoughts but Draco looked worse somehow, almost the same how he looked back in 6th year.

It was exactly 5 days before they would've left for home when Harry gathered his courage and went to Slytherin's table. As soon as Draco saw Harry, he flinched at first but calmed down right away.

" how have you been ?" They both asked simultaneously . They smiled at each other before Draco asked him to go first.

" i- I'm not entirely sure. There's a part which feels fine but then there's this part of me which doesn't. They both kinda co-evolve " Harry replied thinking wisely of what to say

" you ?" He added

" i- same as you I suppose " Draco gave him a little smile .

They both fell silent, maybe even enjoying the fact that in the silence they weren't totally alone. The fatality of the war had left them only with each other, it was quite surprising how neither would've imagined life would turn to be this way but the truth was, right now nobody understood them better than each other.

" i- I- you must be wondering why I hadn't came to talk to you after t-that night ?" Draco finally mumbled . Harry shook his head. He understood Draco, he understood the situations they were both in but only a cruel man would be selfish enough to not give the other time for themselves.

" it doesn't feel the same anymore, does it ?" Harry asked. Draco shook his head. Nothing felt the same anymore. Almost as if nothing was real, as if it was a dream they didn't wanted to be awake from.

" Harry-"

" Draco-" they chuckled at the occurrence of the situation twice . This time Harry let Draco talk first.

" I know it's a bit too early to think of this stuff but w- you deserve a little break from all of it. I understand you wanting your time alone but I meant what I said that night. I meant each and every word of it. To be honest I was a-afraid you wouldn't su-survive but now that you have I don't know how to tell you how happy I am that you have "

Harry smiled at him lightly " Draco, you too deserve a break. You were as much as in the war as I was, and yes I do deserve a little break and I'm glad you meant your words that night because then I - I wouldn't had been sitting here. I know we come from a lot of different backgrounds but we're humans right and I would like to continue what we started that night. Maybe stick to our words ?" Harry asked carefully

" I'd like that " Draco smiled after a moment.

" are you sure though ?" Draco asked with concern . Harry nodded.

Harry decided that he didn't wanted to take Draco out on a fancy date but he wanted to make it seem like it meant something. He didn't want any wine or drinks or a fancy restaurant to take him to a date because none of it mattered, all those things didn't make up for how he wanted to treat Draco. He wanted it simple because that's how it is supposed to be now. Simple.

Harry waited outside the Great hall at 4 for Draco who was right on time and they fled off to the destination of the date. It was simple just as Harry had wanted it. It was a small picnic at the cliff side what you could see from the astronomy tower if you looked carefully.

" this is -"

" breathtaking ?"

" yeah " Draco nodded.

They finally sat down at the sheets Harry had sprawled just before he had come to pick up Draco. He had put the statis charm on the food so it was still warm .

" how did you come across this place ?" Draco finally asked as they had settled in

" it was back in 5th year. I used to come here with Hedwig. When supposedly Voldemort had control of my mind I used to feel well deserted- more isolated from anyone, almost angry so i used to just come here and well spend time here. Somedays I even wrote Sirius letter's from here. It bought peace " Harry explained. Draco watched Harry intently as he explained and he thought if he could only Harry in sunlight, he might be able to see his eyes shine differently.

" I'm sorry about si- I mean your godfather"Draco gave him a small smile

" you'll run out of sorry's if you're going to be sorry for people who have died in my life" Harry answered. Draco frowned

" it isn't funny "

" yeah - I just heard it out loud and it sounded insensitive of me " Harry replied and chuckled soon after , Draco joining along.

" I can Only imagine what must it be like for you " Draco consoled

" i- thanks I guess " Harry replied furrowing his eyebrows not sure what was the correct answer to it.

They sat for a few moments in silence until Draco broke it

" it doesn't feel real"

" it doesn't " Harry turned a little over to see draco placing his hand over the side of his neck In a weird way

" what are you doing ?" Harry asked curiously

" checking my pulse if I'm still alive, If all of it is actually real. Seems-"

" too good to be true . I had that thought right before this too " Harry answered for him.

" if you're doing that, check my pulse as well" Harry chuckled. Draco jokingly checked Harry's pulse and soon broke into content laughter.

" I'm glad we did this " Harry said . Draco smiled and nodded .

" I meant what I said that day Harry. I never really hated you but I was just bought up to hate you , you know. Sometimes you watch and learn from people around your house to not do the same thing as they did and sometimes we copy their path. Me being stupid enough copied my parents. Don't think badly of me -"

" I don't Draco and you don't have to explain me anything. It's all in the past now. You've made some questionable choices and quite frankly I wasn't the most pleasant to you either. We both reciprocated that feeling of hating each others Gut " Harry shrugged it off as if it didn't matter and it didn't.

Draco wasn't used to this sort of relationship or this sort of understanding. He was bought up to believe money and power was everything and things like love didn't matter but this was different. Draco wanted to understand everything, even if it takes his whole life.

They watched the sunset together with small conversations but mostly stealing glances at each other and looking forward and maybe eating at some point.

" does it feel different Harry ? Now that it's over ?" Draco finally asked something he had been dreaming about questioning ever since the war had ended.

" i- I don't think it has quite hit me. It feels different, it feels better not being attached with Voldemort anymore but there's so many things I'm still scared off and there's so much to look forward to. It feels different but someday's it doesn't. Before this I knew my life's motive but now, I just don't know " Harry replied thinking twice before choosing his words. Draco watched him in content. This Harry was different, Draco thought. This wasn't the chosen one or the saviour of the world, it was Harry, just Harry and he could spend hours just looking at harry.

" does it feel different to you?" Harry asked him

" I may come off badly but yes. There's some part of me that's happy that won't have to see that Red eyes narcissistic creature but then there's a part of me who knows so much is changing, who knows what I will have to face, things which I haven't yet which is inevitable. It scares me. It feels different but I don't know if it's a good thing or not " Draco told him lost in his thoughts.

" t- that was wise answer. But I don't think much would happen to you. I promise you that. You were just a kid, hell you still are. I know you're afraid they're gonna put you up in azkaban but I'm sure they won't " Harry replied carefully putting his hand over Draco's shoulder. Draco looked at harry but didn't say anything.

" you fought valiantly though " Draco said

" you sounded like Voldemort just now" Harry chuckled

" well can you blame. That man breathed around my neck " Draco chuckled and in a childish way they broke into laughter. And they laughed until their breath ran out.

And then they talked and no longer In an uncomfortable sort of way but in a nice causal way. Things about plans after this, or what was their favourite desert despite the fact they already knew that, or about which place would they like to visit. They talked about everything and nothing and this was their sort of perfect and they liked it.

It was simple but it was perfect because it was them.

Requests open

Day 4- the missing piece

Day 6 - pinned

Snape: *explaining something about the properties of phoenix tears*

Draco: *oh shit y/n's coming don't say anything weird, be cool*

Y/n: "Morning Ferret"

Draco: "love me"

Y/n: (in shock) "Malfoy, what"

Draco: (panicking and not thinking) "I said fuck me"

Y/n: "..."

Draco: *panic intensifies*

Snape: "..."

the whole class: "..."

Y/n: "gladly"

Snape: "How dare you speak in such a way in a room under my management?!? detention for both of you; the room of requirements, Tonight... I won't be there." *leaves room*

Y/n: "did he just..."

Draco: "and you wonder why he's my favorite teacher"

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.

Polyjuice Confessions (part one)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Gryffindor reader (year six!)

note: Y/n is Harry's only sister who the sorting hat also almost put into Slytherin, but of course, no one knows that... genre: fluff! Draco Lucius cutsie patootsie malfoy: green y/n Lillian Potter: orange others: blue warnings: this is the first chapter so its really just for the plot, nothing big here! maybe swearing. lmk if theres anything I missed! Summery: when Ron and Harry and Y/n get bored and decide to prank Malfoy via. polyjuice potion and Malfoy accidentally says something incriminating about his romantic life, things between Him and y/n take a turn away from the norm...

"get your asses out here... I can't believe I let you guys convince me to do this..." you mutter, slumping against a cold tile wall in moaning myrtles bathroom. you'd just finished taking your dosage of polyjuice potion, turned into the pug-faced form of pansy Parkinson, and are starting to question your decision to help your brother harry and his best friend Ron prank their least favorite sixth year, Draco Malfoy. Personally, you don't have any problem with the guy, other than his constant asshole-ery, his bullying of your brother, and the way he disrespects mud bloods, as long as he stays in his lane, you stay in yours.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

"parseltongue" Ron muttered to the painting of a snake that sat at the entrance to the Slytherin common room, and as it swung open, so did Harrys mouth, about to inquire as to how Ron knew the password, but he was interrupted by Ron explaining

"I kind of.... fucked a Slytherin, just a little bit! it was super low key and.... and.... oh gods harry don't look at me that way... Y/N I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING AND IF YOU TELL HERMIONIE I'LL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN!"

the Slytherin snake hissed down at them, clearly annoyed at their delay at entering. stepping in they were greeted by Daphne Greengrass, who muttered something about Draco throwing some sort of fit and being in his room.

"wow" you murmured, walking into the massive dorm that Draco's dad had acquired for him by donating an insane amount of gold to Hogwarts. your thought was cut off thought by Draco groaning from a sofa in the corner.

"where the fuck where you guys? you seriously aren't even concerned at my condition?!?" although you hadn't ever felt any sympathy towards Draco, something about the idea of him being sick stressed you out.

"what? you didn't get a full eight hours of beauty sleep?" snapped Harry before he could stop himself.

"Goyle. get your idiot self out of here right now, you looked just like Pottah when you said that." spat Draco, his insanely pale self getting a little red in anger. Harry slowly got up, clearly shocked and slightly upset on how he'd just been cheated out of his own prank.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

after a long rant about how Draco thought that only purebloods should be admitted to Hogwarts, you almost gasp, seeing that even though the hour was only half over, Ron's hair was turning ginger again. Nudging him, you whispered your concern into his ear, quickly making him stand up and mutter something to the effect of "I gotta shit."

once Ron had waddled out, Draco turned his attention to you for the first time.

"that asshole probably ate something in the kitchens. anyways its better this way, I wanted to talk to you about... you know, my condition" your breath hitched, you hoped that it was an ailment that you could help him with, because if not, your cover would be blown.

"oh yeah, anything new?" you ask, praying to Godrick that he'd say something that's make you know what his sickness was. fortunately he did say something pretty easy to decipher, although it make you sick to your stomach with guilt that you'd done something wrong.

"I swear to Salazar, if that...that... Potter girl has the audacity to talk to me, look me in the eyes, breath my air, or be in the same room as me one more time, I'm avadaing myself."

"remind me again why she upsets you so much Draco?" you asked, earning a quizzical glare from Draco.

"pansy. we've been through this, don't make me repeat myself again. I know your whore self just loves it but unfortunately for you, Im not giving you that joy another time"

so determined to get the information as to why you're so unbearable, you decide to dive more into Pansys personality. grabbing his arm with a jerk, you raise your voice.

"Draco Mother fucking Malfoy. you tell me right now, or I'll spike your goblet, and no one will ever find your body."

"oh my god pans, why do you always resort to threatening me?!?! my father its going to hear about it if you do that ever again, anyways... I guess its just..." your breath hitched with anticipation, even though you dreaded hearing what Draco hated about you, it had taken so much prying to get this answer that you couldn't help but be excited for his answer.

"her hair, her eyes, her voice, her entire demeanor really, the way she stands apart from potter, (I mean, I didn't know they were siblings until Mcgonagall shouted her name at our sorting) the way she spends so much time with guys, like I doubt that her friendship with and Weasley Twins is actually platonic... at least I don't see how at least one of those whores couldn't love her... I hate that bitch, she's too perfect, it's definitely gone to her head. I hate that I dont hate her as much as I should, if im being honest"

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸

it had taken a while to get out of his dorm, once he opened up about how much he couldn't stand you, he went on a roll, micromanaging everything from your hair to your bloodline. Finally you left, and with very little time to spare, as the polyjuice potion was already wearing off.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy has a crush on me.... why?" these where the thoughts that you fell asleep to that night, after having a laugh with Harry and Ron about how stupid Malfoy was (in which you conveniently left out the fact that he had accidentally told you that he liked you.)

the next morning, after breakfast, You and the Golden Trio headed to Herbology, the only class other than potions that you shared with the Slytherins. You had made up your mind that morning while eating your breakfast that you'd make a definite point to make Malfoy's life a living hell today. teasing, flirting, the whole nine yards.

"you all will have to take a partner to help re-pot these astounding plants." announced Prof. Sprout, and you immediatley took the opportunity to scootch into the seat next to Malfoy, greeted by an expression on his face that was a mix of hate, admiration, and confusion.

"Pottah, shouldn't you be over with your Gryffindors?" he started, his voice softer than usual, even though he was attempting to make it come out as a snide remark. His eyes were wondering over to where Hermione, Ron, and Harry were all looking at you confusedly.

"Can't Malfoy, everyone else is taken!" you chirped with a grin, setting your bag on the ground next to you. oh was this fun! you got to see his cheeks flash red whenever he passed you anything, or if you accidentally touched hands. good enough punishment for his years of being an asshole to you.

after an hour, you were finally dismissed. as you stuffed your belongings into your bag, a hand larger than your own rested on your waist, pulling you in so that you could hear a whisper that was so faint it was barely distinguishable.

"We're gonna have to parter up more often Potter, you should see him, your brother is pissed!" you looked up into his gray eyes, and smiled to yourself at how happy he looked. sure, he was using pissing harry off as an excuse, but I dont really care, do I?

WOW THAT WAS SO FUN! LISTEN TO ME BC THIS IS IMPORTANT. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH THIS STORY. comment chapter ideas, or tag me in posts with ideas!

✨chapter two✨

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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you have a beautiful smile - draco malfoy x fem!reader

summary: Y/N is sunlight in human form, an absolute angel to be around. she’s always available to help out and treats everyone with kindness. draco malfoy should hate her, but he finds himself feeling quite the opposite.

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a/n: haven't written in a while, and this is my first draco fic, so please bear w me! lemme know what you think :) also my motivation to write draco is all bc of ms melli (@mellifluousart) who writes him wonderfully :)

Draco was eleven when he first saw Y/N. He had been so stupidly excited for Hogwarts that he had crashed his cart into hers on the platform. He immediately started to apologize, but Y/N beat him to it. And when he glanced up and met her eyes for the first time, he realized he wouldn’t have been able to say anything at that moment anyway.

Five years had passed since that first meeting, and Draco was preparing for his sixth year at school. He’d never forgotten you, but there hadn’t been many opportunities to even approach you. He’d heard of you around the school, of course. How could he not have? You were beloved, by teachers and students alike. Y/N L/N, prefect, outstanding student, and an avid volunteer around the school. Little did he know, you knew him too.

Draco had built quite the reputation for himself. He was the Slytherin prince, calculating, cold, and altogether untouchable. If you asked anyone, they would tell you that the two of you were on complete opposite ends of the spectrum.

Of course, none of this mattered to Professor Slughorn. In the first potions class of the year, a mixed group of Hufflepuffs and Slytherins, he managed to seat you right next to Draco. He would be your partner for projects until the end of the year.

“So, do you speak now?” you poke with a laugh, referring to your first meeting as you sit down next to him.

“Yeah,” he responds briefly, before returning to his notes. To be honest, he didn’t trust his own voice well enough to say anything more - you still had the same effect on him more than half a decade later.

—

Draco did not believe in perfection. He kept trying to catch you being fake, as if your kindness and constant positivity was a facade that he might one day spot slipping. But as you continued to work hard with him on projects, joking to lighten the mood, and displaying the same amount of compassion despite his cold responses, he just couldn’t spot a single flaw. And one day, you caught him off guard.

“Godric, Professor Slughorn’s hair looks like his namesake today…” you mutter, as you copy furiously from the blackboard. You hadn’t meant for anyone to hear it, but then you caught the boy next to you let out a snort. Your eyes widened; there was no way Draco Malfoy had just laughed?

You whip your head around, and Draco averts his eyes.

“You just laughed,” you state, a smile forming on your lips. “You just laughed at my joke.”

“Did not,” the boy denies, “I was just shocked that sunshine in human form could say something like that,” then he turns away so you can’t catch the smile that threatens to appear.

Your cheeks redden, and you scoff. “It wasn’t even mean!” you protest, “I find it rather fits him.”

From that day on, the two of you developed a more natural dynamic. Your conversations were no longer one-sided, and you found yourself growing to enjoy Draco’s sarcastic sense of humour and wit. You even got to know Blaise and Pansy, who were very eager to share some of Draco’s most embarrassing moments with you. Little did you know, these two had an ulterior motive.

–

“So, Y/N, huh?” Pansy prompts, glancing up at Draco with an act of nonchalance.

Blaise smirks, catching the tinge of pink that appeared on his friend’s cheeks. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Pans, and she doesn’t either. You and Blaise need to shut it and stop poking your ugly heads into this.”

“Alright, alright. But just so you know, she likes you too,” Blaise replies, before striding to the staircase and heading up to his room.

Pansy nods, “She does, but I have no idea why… You’re utterly unlikeable!” she finishes with a cackle, and practically sprints to the girls dormitories, where she knows the blond boy can’t touch her.

And so, Draco was left all alone with his thoughts and a pounding heart, at 10pm in the Slytherin common room.

—

The upcoming week was Hogsmeade week. Draco and you had made plans to get some extra quills and ingredients you were missing for the latest potions assignment.

“So, how many first years did you scare today?” you greet him with a giggle, “Do I have any 11 year olds I need to comfort?”

Draco scowled, but his eyes crinkled, belying his happiness at seeing you. “Yeah right, it’s their own fault for standing in huge groups in the middle of the corridors. You think it’d kill them to walk on their own.”

You laugh openly, loud enough for a few scattered students to turn and look. And Draco can’t blame them, because he knows just as well how easily you catch the eye. 

After making all the necessary stops, you spot an adorable new pop-up near Madam Puddifoot’s.

“Oh my GOD. A Build-A-Bear Workshop!” you squealed, and Draco makes a show of cringing and plugging in his ears.

You roll your eyes, smiling. “I haven’t made one of these in years. We absolutely HAVE to try it.”

Draco stops plugging his ears and his expression develops into one of horror. “No. No way in hell am I doing that. I have a reputation, Y/N. You are out of your min–”

You yank on his sleeve, pulling him along, not paying attention to a word of his rant.

“OW! How are you this strong, midget?! Fine!” the boy finally complies begrudgingly.

An hour later, the two of you exit the shop, you having made a bear with platinum blond fur and a slytherin uniform. Whenever you pressed its stomach, the bear would squeal out “do you know who I am?!” sending you into bouts of laughter at its resemblance to your friend.

Draco did not find this nearly as amusing as you did, but he was quite proud of his own bear. A brown one modelled after his favourite quidditch player. 

“Admit it! You had lots of fun in there,” you confront, as you spot him fixing the collar of his bear’s robes.

The boy shakes his head, and immediately gives his stuffie to you, “yeah, if I were three years old… now you carry it. I can’t be seen carrying a stuffed bear.”

You roll your eyes, but gladly take the plush. It smells just like Draco.

—

Before you know it, February sneaks up on the Hogwarts students. You start spotting floating hearts and angels everywhere, courtesy of the professors.

However, you had yet to receive a single Valentine, which you found quite bizarre. Not that you were overly confident, but you had always received at least a few in past years. You decided not to dwell on it, however, not when the NEWTs were approaching.

Little did you know, several Valentines had been trying to make their way to you, but each had been stopped on their journey by a certain Slytherin boy. Whenever he spotted one with your name on it zipping along in the halls, he simply hexed it, and it would disintegrate. He also glared at anyone who looked at you, lower years and upper years alike. Eventually, people gave up; there was no use trying to compete with Draco Malfoy.

—

Then on the very last day of the week, February 14th itself, you were working on a potions project, when your partner suddenly walked in.

Draco looked nervous, almost. At least as close to nervous as you’d ever seen the Slytherin prince get… but then he pulled out a little velvet box with a satin ribbon on it, motioning for you to open it.

“Now, don’t make this weird, okay? I just saw this in the store and thought you’d like it,” he mumbles, lowering his head. 

Carefully, you undid the ribbon and opened the box. Inside, there was an absolutely adorable necklace with a tiny silver bear. Your face lit up, and you hugged the tall boy. “It’s perfect,” you exclaimed.

Draco was absolutely flabbergasted, but he awkwardly returned the hug, patting your hair. “Want me to put it on?” 

After he clasped the necklace, he held your shoulders and turned you around to face him. Almost unconsciously, Draco began to smile. A genuine smile that made him look like a 17-year-old boy instead of his ice-cold persona.

You marvelled at how happiness transformed your boy’s face, and you stared up at him for a long time, long enough for Draco to tilt his head in curiosity.

“Is there something on my face?” he inquires.

You shake your head. “No. No, I just… you have a beautiful smile. I think you should do that more. Smile, I mean,” you stumble over your words.

Draco chuckles, as a blush spreads over his face, painting his pale complexion. He leans in again, but instead of a hug this time, he quickly pecks your forehead. “Maybe. No promises though,” he whispers.

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