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What if Draco got jealous of Cedric? Will they both fight? Or will Draco not care?
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Love triangle | D.M.
Draco Malfoy x Reader
Warning:Anger,bad language
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Summary:You and Draco have taken a break from your relationship and the voice has already spread all along the school.Cedric Diggory,who has been loving you since you met,takes his chance but Draco isn’t so easy to get rid off.
<<Sorry if I’m late,Cedric,but professor McGonagall didn’t want to let us go...she was so busy talking in today’s lesson. She gave me an headache>> you giggled,sitting beside the boy <<Don’t worry about it,it’s fine...actually I’ve just arrived>> <<So I wasn’t the only one late,today>> <<Exactly!>> Cedric exclaimed,laughing with such a sweet smile. It felt like a sunshine in your busy day.
<<What do we have to talk about,today?>> Cedric demanded <<Actually I haven’t even got the name of that fucking plant,but I know it’s chapter five...>> you replied,a little bit embarrassed. You had a lot of troubles in studying Herbology,you couldn’t understand a single word of what the professor said but luckily Cedric had offered you to help you studying.
Cedric shrugged his shoulders and laughed,opening the book <<Don’t worry,Herbology can be really annoying sometimes>> he reassured you holding your hand <<Not for you,I know you’re one of the best in your class>> <<I’ve never told you. How do you know so many things about everyone,Y/n?>> he asked <<I have my secret weapons>> you replied.
You had just left the library as you were walking to potion class. <<Are you studying or are you flirting?>> a sudden voice made you stop and turn back,your eyes met Draco’s icy ones <<Excuse me?>> you demanded <<I have my secret weapons-Draco talked in an high-pitched voice mocking you-that’s ridiculous>> he mumbled <<Were you spying on us?>> you asked again,your eyebrows furrowed and your arms crossed <<Me? Spying on you when I’m actually dating a new,pretty,hot,girl like Astoria Greengrass? Oh my fucking God do you really think I’m still into you? God no sweetie,the world doesn’t revolve around you. I was there studying but I suppose you were so busy flirting with that less than average boy you didn’t even notice I was there. So sad. You’ve fallen down. However I was here just to remind you not to be so embarrassing,you won’t date him acting like a dumb bitch. Have a good day.>> he laughed and walked away,leaving you there,blinking your eyes in confusion <<I can’t believe I was dating him>> you rolled your eyes and run to potion class to not be late.
The days went by,you and Cedric started becoming closer. You began to sit near each other during lunch,you studied together even the subject you both were good at and slowly became friends,but you knew Cedric had feelings for you,everyone knew it,Draco included. And what about that blonde Slytherin? He had been ignoring you for weeks now,he was leaving in his world where he was the king of Hogwarts and Astoria was his queen. They became the popular couple because they were hot and so much into each other. You thought Draco was into Astoria more than he was into you when you were dating,and you didn’t know whether to be happy he had forgotten you or to be so disappointed because apparently you weren’t so important anymore,and,maybe,you had never been.
You looked at the bracelet made in sapphire and emerald Draco gifted you with for your first anniversary:you didn’t know why but you were still wearing it,you couldn’t get rid of that jewel.
“It’s as shiny as your eyes”
You remembered what Draco had told you when you were opening it,sighing and asking yourself if he gave something similar to Astoria as well. Suddenly you remembered that Cedric was waiting for you in the courtyard <<Fuck!>> you mumbled,looking at the clock hung on the wall of your bedroom and then running away.
<<I thought you weren’t coming,Y/n>> Cedric smiled as soon as he had seen you <<I’m sorry-you scratched your head-I didn’t see the clock>> you muttered <<Are you okay?-he asked-you seem quite distracted>> he replied,pointing at your tie which wasn’t tied. You gulped and looked at it <<Oh my God,I’m so silly>> you were about to tie it but Cedric preceded you.
He stood up and took the cloth of the tie,tiding it slowly. You looked at him:he was so close. You eyes jumped from an angle to another of his face:he was so pretty. His eyes were as deep as the ocean and as warm as the light of the sun,his lips were thin and so kissable. You loved to see them curving in smiles. <<Done>> Cedric soft spoken,still close to you. You stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds and then he showed one of his pretty smiles,making your heart flutter as he touched your nose with his finger.
<<Enough,Diggory>> a voice suddenly broke up the sweet moment. Cedric lifted up his head,looking behind you <<Fuck off Malfoy. Go away,it’s none of your business>> <<None of my business?>> Draco growled <<Right,none of your business!>> you exclaimed. The boy laughed and walked towards you. <<Then if it’s none of my business tell me why you’re still wearing the bracelet I gave you. Uh? You’re not dumb,If you wanted to take it off you would have done it a long ago...but you didn’t>> <<The fuck are you talking about? What am I supposed to do? Throw away a bracelet made in emerald and sapphire? I wouldn’t do it even if it was from my worst enemy!>> you replied <<Then give it back>> Draco smirked,teasing you <<How can you be so rude,Malfoy?>> Cedric growled <<Do you want me to punch you in that pretty face?>> Draco demanded,lifting up one eyebrow;Cedric laughed <<Show me,you asshole>>.
Draco grabbed Cedric from the shoulders and pushed him,the back of the Hufflepuff violently hit the ground,making a suffocated noise. The two students were now pushing and hitting each other,rolling on the floor to decide who was the strongest. They yelled curses against each other until Malfoy grabbed Cederic’s neck,blocking the boy on the ground. <<If it’s not enough I can kill you right now!>>.
<<Stop,stop! You’re not animals!>> you shouted in fear,grabbing Draco by the hood of his black robe,taking him away from Cedric.
<<Are you fucking mad?>> you shouted,slapping the boy’s face <<Fuck off>> he mumbled. You offered your hand to the Hufflepuff and helped him standing up <<I’m so sorry,are you okay?>> you checked on him <<It’s not your fault and I’m fine thanks. Just a few bruises here and there>> Cedric tried to tone the things down but you knew that nothing was as fine as he said <<Let’s go to- >> your sentence got cut off.
Draco stood up,pushed Cedric away and grabbed your waist gently,kissing you on the lips. A hand caressing the side of your neck. <<Choose>> he said <<What?>> you asked <<Choose. I’m tired of pretending I don’t care about you anymore! I’m tired of pretending I like Astoria when the only thing I keep thinking about is you!>> the light of anger in Draco’s icy eyes had already left,leaving a space to a sad one. <<Let’s talk about it once you had brought Cedric to Madame Pomfrey and you had apologised to him>>
Fight | D.M.
Draco Malfoy x Slytherin female reader
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Warning:Anger,bad language,mature content,cheating
Author’s note:This was a request. The person asked me to insert myself in the story but I feel uncomfortable in writing about me😅. I had to do a little change to not create too much confusion but nothing to worry about,in fact I guarantee you that the plot follows the one requested. I hope you’ll like it.
Summary:Draco’s girlfriend has a magic fight against Pansy so his boyfriend and Y/n help her. What the girl doesn’t know is that Draco simps a little too much over girls with strong personalities.
<<You look a little bit turned off. Has Draco already broken up with you?>> Pansy taunted Malfoy’s girlfriend who was passing by the corridor to reach Snape’s class <<Shut up Parkinson>> she replied,rolling her eyes but the girl didn’t let it be,in fact Pansy followed the pretty blond girl and kept teasing her <<Shut up Parkinson-she mocked the Slytherin-God you’re so boring,you always say the same thing. I don’t really know how Draco can stand you>> <<Well it’s clear he stands me more than you or you would be his girlfriend,don’t you think?>> <<I see he has taught you to answer in bitchy ways. You still have to work on it>> <<Fuck off Parkinson>> <<And here we go again with the same boring answers>> Pansy laughed <<Listen,I don’t have time to waste on you>> <<But I have so much questions. Like how is it being a slut?>> the brunette witch smirked,knowing she had touched the right chord.
Malfoy’s girlfriend suddenly stopped walking <<Say it again>> she growled <<What do I have to say? That you’re a slut?>> Pansy kept teasing.
The blonde Slytherin suddenly took her wand out from her pocket and pointed it at Pansy’s chin <<I swear to God I’ve been to much gentle with you in the past months>> she said,her eyes burning of anger;Pansy laughed as she held her wand too <<I’ve been waiting for this. Let’s see how I send you to Madame Pomfrey in a bath of blood>>.
In a few seconds spells started bouncing from a wall to another of the corridors,scaring the students so much that they run away.
<<The fuck is going on?>> Draco yelled as he stealed his girlfriend’s wand from her hand and disarmed Pansy with an Expelliarmus <<I’m so freaking tired of you both! Y’all act like five years old children!>> <<She started!>> his girlfriend exclaimed.
<<She’s always the one who starts>> a new voice made everyone turn around <<None of your business,Y/l/n>> Parskinson growled <<Shut the fuck up bitch. She’s not the only one tired of you>> you said,spitting a bubble gum inside the basket near you <<The fuck you want?>> Pansy asked.
You walked towards the girl and glared at her <<I want you to be quiet and let that damn girl live her life. Who you think you are,miss world?-you smirked-then let me tell you a little thing:you’re absolutely nothing>> <<A bitch,I’d say...but nothing sounds well too>> Draco buttered in the conversation,leaning his arm on your shoulder.
<<You don’t scare me>> Pansy said,staring into your eyes;you laughed <<Not yet,but I’m sure that as soon as I bring out my wand and think about which spell between Avada Kedrava and Crucio I should use against you,you’ll run away like a little scared bunny>> <<Wanna try it?>> Malfoy smirked <<Fuck you all>> Pansy mumbled,pushing you two aside and walking away.
<<Thank you so much>> Draco’s girlfriend smiled at you <<Don’t get used to it,I just felt the urge to shut her mouth up. We’re not even friends>> you shrugged you shoulders and walked away,surprised by Draco who followed you.
<<You snapped girl>> he said <<Leave me alone Malfoy,you’re bothering me>> you replied,pushing the boy away <<Do I? Usually girls like me so much>> he smirked,adjusting his robe;you laughed <<The real question is:do you think I am the average girl?>> <<Never thought about it,not even for a second-he got closer,blocking you between his body and the cold wall of the corridor-that’s why I’m here with you. I don’t like average girls>>.
<<I see you don’t even like being loyal to your girlfriend,do you?>> you smirked,grabbing his emerald tie. His breath was getting shorter <<Do I have a girlfriend?>> he asked <<I don’t know,do you?>>. Draco smirked again and kissed you:his lips were smashing against yours as his hands rested on your hips,pushing your lower abdomen against his. You bit your lips as you felt hot <<Let’s find a quiet place>> he whispered to your hear,sending shives along your back,and then he grabbed your wrist,bringing you to his dorm.
He closed the door of his bedroom and pushed you on his bed <<That’s kinda funny,don’t you think?>> he said climbing on top of you <<What’s funny? The fact you’re weak as fuck for girls with a strong personality?>> you teased <<What can I say,you surprised me>> his voice was as deep as the ocean,you were living for it <<It is. But now kiss me,asshole>> you muttered,bringing his face closer to yours and starting kissing his lips again.
You had never liked Malfoy,he was really one of the most odious and annoying students you had ever met,even Potter was more pleasant than him,but in that moment,you didn’t know if it was because it had been months since you fucked a boy or because you were so turned on by thinking at how that bitch of Parkinson had ran away,you felt you needed him so much.
Draco’s lips slipped from your body to you neck,sucking your sensitive skin and leaving purple marks here and there. A moan escaped from your mouth <<Yes-you groaned-go on honey,I wanna more>> <<Honey?>> Draco whispered to your hear <<Fuck off Malfoy,you know what I mean>> he laughed,biting your lower lips<<Yes babygirl,I do know what you want. Every girl at Hogwarts wants it,but you’re not “every girl” right?>> <<I’m not>> you replied,the words were almost blocked in your throat as you saw Draco throw away his shirt,grabbing your wrists and blocking your hands upon your head.
You looked at his hand blocking you in that hot way,but Draco closed his fingers around your chin,making you look straight into his cold eyes <<So a special girl deserves a special treatment,don’t you think?>> he asked,you smirked <<Go on,honey. I want it all>> you said in a low tone.
Draco untied your tie and unbottoned your shirt,leaving wet kisses on your neck,slipping down to your collarbones and then reaching your chest. His free hand moved from the side of your head to under your skirt,you moaned again,filling the boy’s body with electricity. <<Tell me what you want>> he said,his lips sticked against the skin near to your hear <<Tell me,babygirl>> <<I want you to fuck me so bad,pleae>> you groaned in a pleading voice;Draco smirked pleasured <<Yes babygirl,I’ll fuck you so hard that you’ll see the stars>>.
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draco malfoy x slytherin!reader
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Draco’s blood is not pure, has been contaminated with bittersweet toxins that feather his veins and stain his wrists a terribly virulent shade of black. He can feel the Yew digging white-hot into his flesh, has to bite his lip and choke on the bile ascending his esophagus to defuse the pain.
Accepting the mark was his first mistake, an inevitable fate, a terribly hideous disillusionment he cannot erase.
He sees that now.
x
Draco doesn’t exactly forget the summer of his sixteenth year, no.
Not quite.
Because there’s a succession of nightmares spinning round and round his peripheral. A woman, and a teacher, and an innocent fragment of collateral damage levitating ten feet from the dining room table, flames licking her face, eyes glossy and lifeless and perpetually fearful.
The memory is the first of many.
Fragmented and enigmatic and easily misunderstood. They begin as ink-stained silhouettes that eat up the walls in the dead of night. They’re fuliginous and obscure and only reside within the back of his head, or so he says.
Because now he’s doubled over in a wicked, wretched pain, has a prayer like a kiss falling from his lips and blood dribbling down his hands like an omen.
He pinches his skin.
Feels the pain.
x
Draco’s sixth year at Hogwarts is unlike the other five, is more like handcuffs and confines and secrets that morph into pretty white lies. He has splinters in his palms and ink between his fingers, vitriol in his veins and words stuck between his teeth.
Amortentia never did smell so sweet.
He inhales the saccharine aroma of honeysuckle blossoms, heady wood polish, and the summer nostalgia of his fifteenth year spent languidly sprawled across the serrated shingles lining the roof of Malfoy Manor. Summer had felt infinite then, with the days melting down the hills and the jut of her chin, suffusing the lilac currents of her wrists and spewing out the ends of her fingertips. He remembers feeling the desire to kiss her - hard, soft, asphyxiating, inebriating. He did, and it was exhilarating.
But summer is gone, has faded with the dusk, has been replaced by perpetual nightfall and a bitter, biting chill that slips through his spine and the teeth of his ribs.
“I smell,” she begins, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear so he can see the potion catch in her eyes like dewdrops on spider’s silk. “Eucalyptus and sandalwood and something,” she stops, closes her eyes, inhales, “Something sweet. Like freshly fallen rain.”
It rained earlier that morning.
x
The cabinet is broken, is nothing more than dust mottled crevices and musty drawers that don’t even open.
And time is not on Draco’s side, no, for he can feel the hands of his grandfather's wristwatch slipping down his wrist and into his veins. Can feel the burn, burn, fucking burn searing his flesh and boiling his blood.
It’s poison, and he’s drowning.
He can still taste the toxicant bite of the witch’s apple fresh on his tongue as a heavy curse hangs from his fingertips and comes undone at his lips. He peels back the starch of his sleeve, digs his nails into his flesh, prays, hopes, wishes that maybe, just maybe he can turn back the hands of time and change his mind.
x
She’s a daydream caught between a labyrinth of ancient incantations and finger-smudged ink.
He thinks he may as well be dreaming.
Because the last light of day is catching fire on the ends of her hair as kaleidoscopic shadows race down the notches of her spine. Her wooly skirt brushes up against the sides of her thighs as an emerald green mosaic paints a landscape of shadows across her face.
Draco feels his equilibrium slipping off its axis.
Because he’s chasing her like he once chased those sultry summer sunsets from the roof of Malfoy Manor, can feel her melt like wax between his fingers, and her lips pressed to his. Can taste her lipgloss dribbling down his chin like sticky sugar liquor and gossamer candyfloss.
He’s running out of time.
Can feel the sand slipping through his grasp and filling up his shoes. Can feel the water crashing against his lungs and crushing his ribs and oh, God, oh, God, this is what it feels like to die, isn’t it?
He’s certain this is a dream. A bitter, bittersweet reverie.
He closes his eyes.
Sees the world in colors he’s never seen before.
x
Draco watches as the sun slips between the fingers of the pines lining the horizon, watches as the syrup-thick rays catch in the murky window panes of the fourth-floor corridor and spill across the timeworn stone, across the patent leather of his Brogues.
Within minutes, the stars coagulate in an array of constellations as the night saturates the sky in caliginous shades of violet. The time has come to do what must be done.
“Draco, there you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.”
The moon drags its teeth across her face, stars bleeding out, dying, in her eyes. “Where have you been?” she asks, again, differently this time.
"There's something I need to tell you." He says, twists his fingers behind his back, and slides his teeth across his tongue, and feels the earth tremble beneath his feet.
She takes a tentative step forward and angles her head. Draco can see her wide eyes gleam beneath the midnight sheen of the balmy June night, can see the silver dollar smile of the moon reflect off her emerald green tie.
“What’s wrong?” she no more than whispers.
It sounds like a scream.
And he can hardly fucking breathe as he drags his arms from behind his back, wholly bare and visibly bruised, laid out explicitly for her to see.
She's quiet for a moment, a minute, a heartbeat, a lifetime, and he's desperate for her to speak, to say something, anything, everything, or maybe nothing at all.
She reaches out, brushes her fingers across the roadmap of his veins, drags her nails across the ink, across the teeth of the stain that mars the flesh of his left arm. He feels the sting, then the bite, then the forest fire burn of her touch.
She’s intrigued, he thinks.
“When?” she whispers, not quite letting go of his arm, holding on just a little bit tighter. “When did this happen? When did he do this to you?”
“Last summer. Right after I turned sixteen.”
She nods and he swallows, suddenly feeling as though he’s choking, or suffocating, or drowning, maybe. He takes a step back, states his desperate need to leave and turns around before she can blink and he can cave.
“Wait, no, I’m not letting you leave like this,” she says, snatching his wrist and pulling him back into a tender, bittersweet kiss.
All Draco can taste is a tangible, decadent doom. A premonition of the end. Her lips are soft and their kiss is sacred and this moment is fleeting, fleeting, gone.
He pinches his skin.
Numbness.