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i wanna write for george weasley but all ive been doing is planning instead of writing ;-;

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last updated: 23rd january, 2024 newest: evermore latest chapter

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draco malfoy melt your heart genre: d. malfoy x fem!oc. best friends to lovers! slow burn! warnings: bullying, violence, kissing, cursing, very bad editing synopsis: as only first years, they know nothing of what's to come. julianna candy thought everything would be normal for her years at hogwarts, but what with meeting draco malfoy, tagging along adventures with harry potter and learning about her parents' history, she couldn't be more wrong. neville longbottom - none yet. george weasley evermore genre: g. weasley x fem!oc. friends to lovers! warnings: none yet. synopsis: if you can't find some common ground with anyone, even with your own twin sister, it can get pretty lonely. it's a good thing for genesis heath that she finds a boy who understands her completely, even with just a few words. ron weasley - none yet.

☆ Stay Up With Me [Harry Potter x F! Reader]

Here's a little one for Harry ! I don't think I've ever written for him before, but here goes nothing!

Criticisms and Requests are both welcome! :)

Inspiration Song: Heaven Sent Is a Coffee Cup - Bears In Trees

Genres: Fluff ☆

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Harry sat quietly in front of the fireplace, a worn and well-used DADA textbook laying open in front of him on the coffee table. Crackling wood overtook the silent air as the moon rose into the sky, casting a dim silver light into the Gryffindor common room. He had been sitting there for hours trying to wrap his head around a new spell, but perhaps it was about time he gave in to the temptation to take a quick break and pay attention to the girl beside him.

Y/N looked up from her parchment and her eyes met Harry's, connecting silently before they exchanged tired smiles. Y/N put down her quill amd shuffled across the sofa to rest her head on Harry's shoulder, hugging his arm as he let his head rest on top of hers. It was moments like this that he was really grateful for- getting to spend the late evenings with her once everybody else had gone off to bed. Without moving Y/N too much, he leaned over to the table and picked up his cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips and taking a fairly long sip of it while it was still somewhat warm, the steam fogging up his glasses a bit before he put the mug back down.

"Think we should call it quits for tonight?" Y/N asked, nuzzling into his shoulder as her eyes drifted shut.

"Yeah, I think we've worked hard enough for one day. How about a game of wizard chess?" Harry suggested, bringing his arm around her and rubbing her arm gently.

"Always." She replied, sitting up and rolling her parchment.

Harry pulled a chess board from beneath the table and set it out, ready to play. It wasn't too long of a game, but the atmosphere was just right. It wasn't uncommon for Y/N and Harry to end their nights with a game of chess- the dim lighting and waving fire made for a romantic setting, not to mention the rare common room silence. Of course, it was just a lighthearted game, and Harry won, being more practiced than Y/N was.

"You've been practicing since last time." Y/N smiled, putting the chess board away.

"Only a little bit, you're still good competition." He nodded, "It's getting late, I'll see you in the morning, yeah?"

"Of course!" Y/N yawned, scooting over to give him a peck on the lips, "Goodnight Harry."

"Night, love!" He called as she walked up the stairs to her dorm, himself only following a few minutes behind her.

Y/N found herself laying awake with a view of the ceiling, unable to fall asleep despite her best efforts. She decided she might as well get up and refill her glass of water, walking down the stairs from the dormitories to the common room. When she reached the bottom of the stairwell she saw Harry sitting on the sofa, glass of water in hand while he stared at the fire. The common room was completely empty apart from the two of you. Harry turned his head to see you and smiled with tired eyes.

"Can't sleep?" He asked, patting the empty space next to him.

Y/N shook her head and sat down beside him, leaning into his shoulder and closing her eyes while his arm found its way around her, his hand coming to rub her arm comfortingly. Harry let his cheek rest on her head, gazing off into nothing.

It was the quiet nights you were often the most thankful for, even if the two of you never spoke a word to each other. His presence was relaxing, the way his chest moves with each calm breath, the way Harry would shift his arm ever so slightly to get more comfortable, how we pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Y/N wrapped her arms around Harry and snuggled into him, burying her head into him. The boy turned towards her and in no time at all Y/N found herself laying on top of Harry with his arms around her, her cheek pressed to his warm chest to hear his heart beating rhythmically.

Warmth from the flickering fire added to the cosiness and homely feel that the common room supplies them with; it wasn't long until Y/N felt her eyes beginning to flutter closed. Harry's hand rubbed her back slowly, his own eyes struggling to remain open until he inevitably fell asleep too.

<3

Wildest Dreams • Sirius Black

yes it’s based after Bridgerton

October 31st, Halloween, night of Black Family’s, All Hallows Eve cotillion

Hearing the music, I knew we were close. I peered through the curtain of the carriage, breathing deeply as I leaned back into my seat. I opened my mirror compact, checking if my mask had stayed in place. Darting my eyes from the wall ahead of me then back at the compact was a sign, you would take as me being nervous.

Which I was. The marauders, We’ve been weird, They all have things going on that all of a sudden is more important than us. I grumbled as the carriage came to a stop, Beginning to fix my cape before stepping down. Taking another deep breath before putting my shoulders back and beginning to make my way into the creepy, dead looking, manor. After examining the lovely halloween decorations I scampered into the manor.

After giving my cape to one of the servers, I walked out into the main room and was immediately welcomed by the smell of pastries, and the sight of people waltzing around the dance floor to famous muggle instrumentals. I kept looking around, trying to distinguish a friend from the rest of the people. Letting out a sigh of relief as I find a look alike to Peter, I mean I did make his suit.

I sauntered over to the boy, smiling widely as I witnessed his pupils widening the second we made eye contact. He smiled at me, complimented my dress, my hair, my everything. He’s sweet, truly is. Feeling like taking a seat, I asked Peter to save us a place as I went to go get some pastries. Arriving to the pastries table, I spotted a boy.

He looked a lot like Sirius, We aren’t on speaking terms currently by the way. After eyeing the boy for almost 5 minutes, i felt my heart dropped as the boy let me know he spotted me by offering a dance with him, that I wouldn’t have to keep looking back at him.

Well as much as I’d love too, I have a table to get back to i replied. Finishing my Iced Tea or whatever it’s called before strolling back to my table. I knew who the young man was the second he began tapping his fingers against each other, with the same smirk on his face. It was Regulus Black of course. I smirked to myself as I leaned back, crossing my arms and legs.

After multiple songs, I found myself picking at my nails, letting out a sigh and turning my head to face Peter asking the boy to dance. Agreeing before we both went off to dance with the others in the crowd, the boy mentioned something about the muggles party. After a while, my feet began to hurt and I was on the verge of calling it quits before my favorite piece began playing. I looked back for Peter, it turns out he was swept away while I had my back turned.

I felt my quick heart beat as I looked for a new partner, Spotting one that looks like Sirius. At some point I meet eye contact with the mysterious man, and I feel myself go pale. I could recognize that straight, shoulder length, greasy zone head of hair from anywhere. It belonged to the one and only, Severus Snape. The bastard even had the nerve to look me in the eye and ask who I was ogling my eyes at. Slowly turning my back to the boy, I began looking for another person.

The next thing I know, a stranger appeared in front of me, bashfully asking me to dance with him. I looked at him, examining his appearance for a quick second. His pupils were widened as he looked me, almost a desperate look that also leveled with adoration, if you know what I mean.

I placed my hand on his shoulder, before using my other to place his hand on my middle back, then connect our two free hands. I used this time to examine him. So familiar yet so strange. He was leading the dance, going rather slow but not bad at all. He asked “how long it’s been?”, Pardon, since what?

Oh bloody hell. Oh no.

I felt my heart begin racing, uncontrollably. I had to think of a response quick! I haven’t spoken to Sirius in quite a bit. I shivered before asking him what he meant by how long it’s been. He was referring to the last time we spoke, I felt my heart drop. The fact that I can’t remember when made me realize how much i actually missed the boy.

I felt my hair shift as he led us into a slide step, I felt his warm breath as he leaned down to whisper in my ear. I breathed deeply before Sirius apologized, he apologized and said he’d make an unbreakable vow to get me to believe him. I couldn’t help but narrow my eyes, I love him, I do. But I can only take so many apologies, and I let him know that.

He promised it’d be the last time, and asked what he could do to fix everything. I could tell he meant it, all of it. But it doesn’t change that his actions have affected me, But I’m also not the best either. I don’t know, that’s what i told him. Because I don’t. How do I feel? That’s a new one in a way.

I feel like as if you don’t take me seriously, and you’ve been taking slight advantage of the fact that i’ve trailed after you like an abandoned dog for years. I feel that you love me, as much as i love you. But you don’t know how to express it without saying something you see as stupid.

I’ve yearned for you, for many years. You let me see the parts of you, you refuse to show anyone else and it’s made me fall madly in love with you. But of course, I couldn’t say that. I asked the boy to dance rather than speak, just to treasure this moment.

He parted into a wide grin, tightening his grip on my waist as we turned. At this moment it feels like as if there’s no one around us. His eyes on mine, and mine on his. I began laughing loudly as he spun me into the air, We waltzed around the ballroom with no care, no disruptions. The next thing I know, we’re bowing to each other and he sticks his arm out to walk with him.

Truthfully, I accepted that gesture. He asked where to lead us to for our conversation. Which reminds me, this manor looks a lot like the one my mother would take me to play with this snobby, “that’s mine!”, rich boy. So i recommend the terrace over looking the back garden. He looked at me questioning if I’d been there before.

I told him the story of my younger friend, and he looked at me with his eyes widened, exclaiming I was the orphan he was forced to play with. I giggled as he led the way to the terrace.

What a small world.