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Lee and Seamus are the biggest card players in the entire Gryffindor house. You cannot change my mind.

Love, Simon is a deamus fanfiction.

We all know that becky albertalli is a potterhead so,,,,don't @ me

Shout out to my mom (English teacher) whos currently reading love simon with her students and told them that there are rumors that the book is based on a harry potter fic just because I told her about this post....

Love, Simon is a deamus fanfiction.

We all know that becky albertalli is a potterhead so,,,,don’t @ me

* BI PANIC *

HarryPotter Characters As People I found on Pinterest

Harry Potter :

Ron Weasley :

Hermione Granger :

Draco Malfoy :

Pansy Parkinson :

Blaise Zabini :

Seamus Finnigan :

Dean Thomas :

Ginny Weasley :

Luna Lovegood :

I just reread Harry Potter for the umpteenth time and,

harry, my guy

seamus and dean are so gay how can you not-

Dean: Hey, have you seen Seamus anywhere?

Hermione: No, I haven’t, wh—

*from other room*: BANG!

Dean: I think I found him.

Seamus: Relax. Just act mature.

Neville: Mature, got it.

[later, on a date]

Luna: So what do you do for fun?

Neville, in a serious voice: Taxes.

[something blows up]

Dean: Seamus, what did you do?

Seamus: My best.

It got BETTER

Okay but real talk, if Seamus Finnigan was from the Republic of Ireland, went to a primary school and turned 11 sometime in said primary school between the summer of 4th-5th class or 5th-6th class he still would have missed 6th class altogether, seeing how the British primary school system is different from the Republic of Ireland's one.

What kind of half-baked excuse would he have come up with for leaving school so suddenly? He can't just dissappear, Irish people have a tendency to notice and gossip about that stuff.

But I'll tell you what he did, he told everyone he was going to the Gaeltacht for all of 6th class because he was so bleedin terrible at it.

Draco Malfoy and his Rose. Pt. 2

Word Count: 4,861 words

Warning: cursing, slight smut

September 13th, 1996. The Courtyard. 3:29pm.

Hope felt happier then she had felt in an incredibly long time, after that night in the Astronomy Tower she felt like she could conquer anything. She spent all night cuddled up against her best friend, talking about the past 6 years and how they got to where they were at now. Draco tried to leave out as much of the abuse, and harsh words he had endured so the young girl wouldn't take any sort of pity on him.

Maybe after a couple weeks, he could open up to her, but as of right now he had a duty and he wasn't going to let his guard down until it was over. 

Several days had passed but she hadn't managed to see Draco once, which bummed her out but she brushed it off choosing to spend the rest of her afternoon in the courtyard studying for Snape's upcoming exam. The young girl was currently sitting with her knees tucked into her chest, strands of hair covering her face.The autumn breeze felt nice on her skin, softly running her fingers over her bare calve as her eyes scanned the words etched onto the pages. Hope pushed her glasses further up the bridge of her nose, letting out a frustrated sigh at the difficult words clouding her vision leaning her head back and clamping her eyes shut as she tried to relax.

"You okay there?" The sound of someone whispering in her ear caught her off guard, letting out a surprised yelp sitting up rather abruptly. Hope eyed the red haired twin, whose cheeky smirk was covering his face. George made his way around the bench, taking a seat next to the brunette giving her a soft smile.

"Asshole. I'm doing good. I just... like making sure that all my work is 100% correct, even if it ends up killing me." She muttered, running her free hand through her curls eyeing the blue eyed boy through her frames. He nodded along to her words, gingerly picking up the open book on her lap reading the title.

"Ah, Snape. He's a fun one. You'll learn the tricks around his class rather easily, as long as you pay attention,"

"Oh, his class isn't hard. Especially for it being on level. I'm taking advanced classes so I am learning more advanced skills compared to the kids my age," George whistled, pretend fanning himself in a way of teasing the girl. Her cheeks became rather pink at his mannerism, playfully shoving the ginger. The Hufflepuff fiddled with the quill in her fingers, enjoying the feeling of the feather brushing against her hands.

"Oh, can it, Weasley. Say, where's your other half?"

"That is... an excellent question. I can promise you, he was right behind me as I came into the courtyard. But he must have-"

"Lupin. Professor Snape would like to speak to you. He said it's rather important," The sound of Draco's voice captured her attention, turning her head rather quickly to face the blonde nodding at what he said swiftly placing all of her books and pieces of parchment into her satchel. She turned to face George, giving him a small wave and a warm smile as she followed behind Draco. She felt her heart race at all the endless possibilities of what Snape would need to speak to her about.

"Did Snape say what he needed to talk to me-"

"Snape doesn't need to talk to you, Rose. I just needed an excuse for you to follow me." The young girl looked up at Draco, shaking her head at the slight smirk on his face. Draco didn't speak another word until they had reached a room she had seen before, due to Harry showing it to her. The Room of Requirement. Hope adjusted the satchel on her shoulder, as she watched the door appear in front of them, causing Draco to look behind him to ensure that Hope was following after her. He placed a hand on the small of her back as he ushered her into the room, closing the large door behind them, the thud echoing across the large room.

"Did you take me in here to kill me?" The brunette teased, playfully nudging the blonde as she made her way over to a large sofa and plopping herself down on the soft cushions. Carefully removing her satchel, letting the heavy material set on the side of the couch making sure she didn't accidentally tip it over. Draco eyed Hope, his heart clenching at the sight of her warm grin knowing that she was happy, a feeling he hadn't felt in an incredibly long time.

"Of course not. But, I felt bad for not coming to see you earlier. Which lead me to stealing you from that weasle, I hope you didn't mind," Hope laughed awkwardly, choosing to ignore the comment he made about George looking up at Draco with a soft smile shaking her head to his words. The blonde smiled down at her, eyeing her face rather hard. Hope felt her cheeks turning hot, reaching up with her fingers to trail her hand over her face out of fear there might be something there.

"Is there something on my face...?"

"No no... you just look really pretty. I don't think I noticed how gorgeous your eyes looked that night on The Astronomy Tower ," Hope flushed pink, nearly stuttering over her actions at the kind words leaving Draco's lips. I keep forgetting he's no longer the same boy I know, he's all grown. Her lips were parted uttering a soft thank you, feeling her chest clench as she saw him wet his plump pink lips. This was going to be a long night, she uttered to herself flashing the boy a quick smile noting how he sat with his legs wide open feeling her eyes widen slightly.

September 19th, 1996. Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom. 4:01 pm.

Hope had a disgusted snarl placed on her lips as she listened to Professor Umbridge drone on and on about the importance of reading about spells, instead of actually practicing them. At every comment she made towards Harry, she wanted nothing more than to throw a hex at the toad. The entire lecture today had been her pointing at a chalkboard and picking on a few students, to see if they had read the endless chapters she always gave out. Hope had managed to scribble a few useful tips, making sure to mark them to know to go back to them not noticing how quiet the room had gotten, the sound of her quill on the parchment being the only sound in the room.

"Miss Lupin?" Hope's head snapped up, her cheeks ablaze as she made eye contact with Umbridge whose scrunched up face looked like it could burst at any given moment, swallowing rather thickly. She felt the endless eyes of her peers eyeing her, feeling her leg start to bounce up and down rather nervously as she stared at her Professor.

"Yes, Professor?"

"Would you mind reading out loud what it is you have written down? Oh, and please come to the front of the class," The sweet sickly tone of her voice sent her into a frenzy, giving a nod of her head delicately picking up her sheet of parchment almost covered in tons of notes making her way to the front of the classroom. Hope put a smile on her face as she made eye contact with her peers, clearing her throat before beginning to read over the neat notes.

"For our O.W.L.S, we will have to go over any and all knowledge over our 4 past years in Hogwarts on Defense Against the Dark Arts. We will have to write a short essay explaining the 5 signs of-"

"That's enough, Miss Lupin. So you weren't writing a note to pass around?"

"No, ma'am." Hope chirped, feeling her body stiffen as Professor Umbridge nearly squealed at her comment wrapping an arm around the witch. She let out a small laugh, looking around nervously. She tried to avoid eye contact with any of her classmates noticing that many of them were trying to muffle their laughter, a teasing glint in their eyes.

"Now students. Hope is a good example of what you all should be doing. 15 points to Hufflepuff!" Right as she finished hollering, the bell rang which sent all the students scrambling to gather their school things including Hope who hadn't had any time to pack any of her things before hand. She slung her satchel over her shoulder, hurriedly making her way to dinner letting out small excuse me's as she accidentally bumped into a few people including the Golden Trio. Hope came to a stop, flashing a quick smile at her friends who smiled right back at her.

"I'm sorry for nearly trampling you there, Weasley. I'm in a hurry to get as far away from Professor Umbridge as fast as possible. She scares me," Hope practically whispered, adjusting her satchel as she walked alongside them. They let out a chuckle, which made Hope join in on their little laughing fest locking eyes with Harry letting out a nervous chuckle, "Are you guys going to dinner tonight? I never see you guys there anymore,"

"No, we're currently trying to practice some stuff. And tonight we're gonna try to come up with a lesson plan for our next meeting." Hermione spoke rather cheerfully, tightening her grip on her books. Hope nodded along to her words, her mind flashing back to Draco whose grey eyes were burned into her mind,"-wondering if you would like to join us? I think the boys need some real competition."

"Oh- of course! That sounds like fun," Hope grinned brushing the stray hairs away from her face, choosing to tag along with the Golden Trio following behind them as they sneaked their way around the herds of students into the Room of Requirement.

Shortly after arriving there they began thinking of good spells for the kids to practice, surprisingly a lot harder than they had thought considering Harry had already thought of the highly important spells Hope's father had taught them. Hope had her head on Harry's thigh her back on the stone floor waving her wand around focusing on the trail of sparks that followed after her wand. She let out a deep breath she never realized she was holding before sitting up rather abruptly. The sudden outburst startled the trio, their eyes wide as they watched the witch intently as she sat up where they could properly hear and see her.

"I'm literally the stupidest person to have ever walked these halls-"

"Now that's just offensive to Ron," Harry mumbled around a mouthful of chocolate, taking a drink from his cup full of water a playful glint in his eyes. Ron's face flushed red throwing his satchel at the wizard, barely skimming over his head as the two girls began laughing as they began throwing the bag back and forth. Hope rolled her eyes, using her wand to throw the satchel against the wall startling them both. Both of their sheepish faces turned to face her, giving her a cheesy grin which she ignored.

"As I was saying, I could just ask my father. We have this little journal that we enchanted in my third year, for when he came here to teach and I was at Beauxbatons. I can talk to him just by writing into the journal, and it'll go undetected by Umbridge,"

"I could just kiss you right now, Lupin. You are a genius!" Ron muttered, cupping Hopes face to which she sputtered her face flushing as he pressed a sloppy kiss on her cheek. Harry let out a scoff covering it up with a loud cough, tossing the rest of his chocolate frog with the rest of his trash, offering the witch his leg again as she eyed him curiously to which he faked a smile eyeing Ron. Hope shoved the redhead off wiping the spit from her face, smacking his leg out of spite," you know you love me,"

"Remind me to sit next to you next time instead of this dumbass," Hope directed to Ron which just made Hermione giggle, letting out a gasp as the 6'3 wizard thought it would be a good idea to throw himself at Hope which led her to let out a pained grunt. This is going to be a long night, Hope thought to herself as she jabbed her elbow into the gingers stomach.

November 9th, 1996. The Gryffindor Common Room. 5:53 am.

"-and I see him being a complete ass to all these so called ‘half blood’ or ‘muggle borns’ so I got onto him about it. I don’t think I have ever wanted to kick the living daylights out of anyone as much as him! We haven't spoken since then... I messed things up haven’t I? Fuck, I’m sorry Harry, you’re probably tired. Just forget about it, it's silly-"

"No! It's not silly at all. Draco is a complete arse, and I know it must be weird to see him now after all these years of seeing your best friend as a saint. But, I can assure you. You aren’t silly for feeling upset about this...alright? " Harry murmured his accent thickening near the end of the sentence, running his fingers through his messy black hair, his eyes never leaving the brunette who was currently curled up on one of the many couches strewn around the Common Room.

Her eyes were glossy as she wiped at the tears threatening to fall, tucking her head into her knees that were pressed against her chest. Harry still couldn't figure out how someone as horrid as Draco had someone like Hope wrapped around his finger, rushing to throw his toned arm around her shoulder muttering soft nothings into her ear. She let her knees drop curling into Harry throwing her arms around his waist holding him close as she let out a few sobs.

"I'm sorry, H. I just- he's been my best friend for as long as I can remember. And after being apart from him for so long, I just figured things would be normal. Not-not this mess that it’s turned out to be," Hope mumbled into the dark haired wizards neck, noting the soft scent of his cologne trying to ignore how intoxicating he smelled, "Can you tell me a bit about what Draco did to you guys to make y’all hate him so much? At first I just thought you guys were being over dramatic... but now I realize that isn’t the same Draco Malfoy I grew up with,"

"I don't think that's a great idea, Hope."

"Why not?"

"Look, I might not be super fond of Draco. But, I have no right to go and put even more negative thoughts into that head of yours considering 90% of the kids here first judged me at the sight of my scar and I didn't like it. I felt belittled and like I was some walking trophy." Harry opened up his face flushing at the thought of all those comments he had endured while walking down the hallway, rubbing small circles onto her back noting the thin familiar T-shirt that adorned her body, "Are you cold? We could run up to my room if you'd like,"

"Are you sure? I can endure a couple hours of the cold, it's no biggie-"

"Come 'ere." The boy whispered removing his hold around the witch, helping her up letting out a soft chuckle as she struggled to put on her moose slippers. He grabbed onto her hand setting it on his shoulder so she could balance herself properly, successfully managing to put her slippers on giving the dark haired boy two thumbs up. Harry rolled his eyes leading the way for Hope to follow, trying his best to not make too much noise as he opened the door to his room. Harry motioned towards the only empty bed in the room, Hope gladly made her way over kicking off her slippers sliding underneath the warm covers as Harry closed the door.

"You look so tiny- do your feet seriously not reach the end of the bed?!" Harry chuckled as quietly as he could, playfully shoving her legs noticing the brunette had turned a bright pink smacking his bicep. He yelped rubbing at the sore spot, nudging her over so he could lay down next to her.

This wouldn't be the first time they've cuddled, considering they clicked from the moment they met and both had grown rather close in the last month and a half but this would be the first time they were going to be in the same bed in close proximity. Harry was twice her size, and it almost made this situation impossible because of how small the bed was. They both let out a series of giggles at their comical situation, their bodies incredible close nearly squished into one. Harry thought it would be easier to fit if they were even closer, which is why he proceeded to wrap his arm around her waist letting the witch nuzzle into his chest.

"If you were on me... like on my chest, there might be more room," Hope felt her chest flutter as she heard his husky voice breath out those words into her hair, nodding along to what he said allowing his toned arms to lift her onto him. Harry wasn't wrong. With Hope laying on him, partially anyway, not only was there more room for them he felt even more comfortable. Her fingers tracing random patterns onto his chest feeling his large hands tighten their grip around her.

"I'm sorry again for waking you up this early, I didn't know who else to go to,"

"Hope, you already apologized. And once again, I'm telling you that it's okay. I would have met you out in the freezing lake if you had asked me," He teased, which made the witch blush lifting her head up from its current position locking eyes with his bright green eyes feeling her breath hitch, her gaze flickering down at his lips feeling the air in the room thicken tremendously.

Harry wet his lips with his tongue, tightening his grip on her lightly as he felt himself leaning into her warm touch. The witch closed the gap between them, feeling herself melt into the kiss her hands trailing up his chest to tug on his hair. They adjusted their positions, letting Harry sit up with Hope's legs straddling his waist resuming their kiss feeling it grow heated fast. She enjoyed the feeling of his touch on her hips, letting out a small wine as he dug his long fingers into her exposed skin pulling her closer to his chest. Hope didn't expect this morning to turn out the way she had planned, but she wasn't complaining especially as she felt the dark haired boy growing beneath her. 

Harry couldn't remember the last time he had been in any way intimate with someone, trying to memorize the feeling of her burning skin as she tugged at his hair deepening the kiss as he subconsciously bucked his hips up. At the feeling of his growing member bucking into her, she let out a soft moan to which Harry hushed as he parted from her swollen lips nearly giving in as he saw the needy look in her eyes. He scrambled to grab his wand to close the curtains surrounding his bed, casting a quick muffliato. 

That way if they did end up getting too loud, there wouldn't be any chance of waking up the guys who were currently sound asleep. He stuck his arm through the curtain, struggling to set his wand on the bedside table from how badly his hands were shaking. Hope felt herself smirk as she saw how flustered Harry looked, growing frustrated from his wand not wanting to stay where he set it. Her smalls fingers fiddled with the T-shirt adorning his body giving him a slight pout nearly being thrown back as he swiftly tugged off his grey shirt exposing his toned body off to her. She felt herself growing hot as she pressed wet kisses along his neck, smirking to herself as she heard small gasps leaving his lips.

"Bloody... you are going to ruin me"

"Aww, don't get all shy on me now, Potter. " Hope teased nipping at a small spot above his collar, hearing the groan leave his parted lips. She didn't seem to notice the small change on his face, letting out a squeal as he flipped her onto her back. His eyes had darkened significantly, locking eyes with Hope as he hovered over her. His long arms were on either side of her face, caging her in as his hips ground down on her feeling his arms nearly buckle as he caught the look of pleasure spread across her face.

"I don't like being teased, sweetheart..."

"Holy-" Hope choked out at the choice of his words, throwing her head back onto the pillows as he continued to grind his clothed member against her core. Her hands reached up to tug on his dark locks, leaning her neck to the side as he mouthed at her neck. He sucked greedily on her tan skin, not paying attention to the dark bruises already forming.

"You look so pretty underneath me," He groaned resting his knees in between her thighs nearly losing it as the brunette wrapped her slender legs around his waist pulling him close, running his hands underneath her shirt feeling her breath hitch at the soft touch of his cold fingers.

"Fuck... I need you please," She whined, feeling her breathing grow heavier as his large hands grabbed onto her waist pulling her down closer to him. He leaned down to press a kiss onto her parted lips, moaning into her mouth as her hands brushed over the growing tent in his dark sweatpants.

His hips quickened the pace grinding themselves onto her, trying to create some friction successfully drawing a moan from Hope. The brunette snuck her hands into the waistband of his sweats feeling him groan heavily into the crook of her neck before they stiffened, they sound of people shuffling from outside the curtains caught their attention. Harry let out a few curse words resting his flushed forehead against hers waiting to see if the noise went away. Unfortunately, it seemed to have grown louder as his fellow roommate had woken up somehow managing to wake everyone else around him.

"For Godric’s sake-"

"Put your shirt on, Potter," Hope groaned, feeling rather pissed at the fact that their current actions had to be halted. Harry rolled off of her, tugging the material over his head letting his back rest on the headboard his red cheeks standing out on his pale skin. The brunette leaned against his shoulder, her eyes fluttering shut as his hand rubbed subtle circles on her exposed thigh.

"Oi, Harry, why are your curtains closed-"

"-I betcha he's got a girl in there! Are y'all shaggin'! " Her cheeks grew pink, giggling at the words of the Irish boy using her own wand to undo the muffliato opening the curtains with a flick of her wand making direct eye contact with Dean and Semus. She flashed a teasing grin, making her way off of Harrys bed not before stuffing her feet into her moose slippers.

"It was like 5 am two seconds ago, what time is it?" Hope questioned, stretching out her limbs from being in one position for a long time. She let out a small yawn, covering her mouth with her hand looking at the two boys for an answer. The pair of friends both looked at one another before a voice off to the side caught her attention.

"It's 7 am, although I have no idea why they're awake at this time. I'm still half asleep” Neville mumbled groggily, “Maybe just asleep...", His blonde hair laying messily over his face nuzzling further into the pillows. Hope let out a soft thank you, running her hand through her curls feeling herself grow nervous at the pair of eyes watching her, "Okay, well thank you for keeping me company, H. Sorry if I intruded... I best be off."

"I'll walk you out," Harry stood up from his position, adjusting the newfound hoodie lower on his hips most likely to hide his erection which made her giggle. She flashed him a knowing smile, ignoring the glare he sent her as he walked her down to the Common Room where there were thankfully no students lingering.

Hope was about to make her way towards the portrait stumbling as she felt a hand pull her back. She crashed into Harry's chest, looking up at the green eyed boy whose eyes were scanning her entire face. He let his large hands rest on her hips, holding her in place as he nervously bit his lip.

"About what happened upstairs... w-what does that mean for us?"

"I mean... I think we should play it out and see what happens then. I do like you, H. But, I still have to figure out where in the world I stand with Malfoy,"

"Okay. I can live with that... so, theoretically, if a so called boy wanted to kiss you-" Hope rolled her eyes at his words, grabbing onto his soft hoodie pulling him down to press a very much needed kiss onto his lips. He rested his hands on her waist tugging her closer, feeling his body melt into the soft kiss nearly leaning back in to recapture her lips as she pulled away. They both simultaneously grinned at one another, parting from one another as Hope began making her way towards the exit.

"Wait!" She spun on her heel, letting out a soft laugh as she saw the boy struggle to remove the Quidditch hoodie off of his body, handing her the warm material giving her a cheesy grin. Hope felt her heart swell at the endearing gift, pressing a long kiss on his cheek uttering a soft thank you. Wow... I thought Ron was exaggerating when he said he couldn't get enough of Lavender, the boy thought to himself sheepishly scratching the back of his head as he jogged back upstairs to talk to the boys awaiting in their dorm room.

November 10th, 1996. The Courtyard. 1:46 pm.

"Hopeeee!" The sound of someone screaming her name made her jump, dropping her book onto the hard floor as she looked around for the source of the noise coming face to face with the Weasley twins who were carrying several bags in their hands, "Why weren't you at Hogsmeade today? You never miss a chance to buy your precious chocolate,"

The twins made their way over to the brunette who had just bent over to pick up the book that had fallen out of her hands, wiping it off rather briskly. Just as Hope had opened her lips, George popped a chocolate ball into her mouth a grin on his lips. She chewed on the sweet candy happily, humming appreciatively at their choice of sweets focusing her attention back on the large book yelping as Fred slammed the book shut.

"We free our schedules, just for you to read in front of us? Nuh uh, not in front of us, love."

"And look, we went out of our way to buy you your favorite candy. Even that fancy chocolate you like so much-"

"You did not!"

"Oh yes we did." Fred chirped, taking a bite out his licorice wand as he watched the look of awe on the witch's face as George handed her a rather full bag of candy. A large grin made its way onto her face, wrapping her arms around both of her favorite twins hugging them tightly, "Don't kill us yet, love. I would like to open our shop first, then I'm all yours."

"Oh can it, Weasley." She chuckled, shoving the both of them off looking down at the bag on her lap sifting through it to try to find another chocolate ball happily popping it into her mouth," You guys are so sweet."

"Anything for you, love. Now would you mind telling us what has had you in such a prissy mood these past few weeks,"

"I appreciate the concern you guys, but it's nothing. If anything, today, I'm in a really good mood." She grinned, thinking back to the heated kisses and the sensual touches that were burned into her memory. The twins shared a look, choosing to pester her about it later watching her stand up from her seat on the stone bench holding her book and the bag of treats they had brought her close to her chest, "It was nice to see you guys. Don't forget about Tuesday after school, don't get your panties in a twist after I beat both of y'alls arses."

"You wish, Lupin." The both shouted out simultaneously, the smile on both of their faces growing as she swiftly flipped both of them the bird watching as she made her way inside.

"Hey, Fred?"

"Yea, George?"

"Was it just me, or were those hickeys on her neck?"

"Oh no, those were definitely hickeys. Our little Hope is all grown up,"

"Yea... she sure is." George mumbled, feeling his chest tighten at the thought of another guy marking her up. The red head hadn't said a thing out of fear that he would get rejected but seeing her today with those dark love bites on her neck only fueled the jealousy coursing through his veins, wanting nothing more than to kill the little boy who had his hands on her. George shook his head of those thoughts, choosing to focus on Fred's ongoing plan on pranking Filch.  As long as Hope is happy, then I'm happy. And if he hurts her, then I'll gladly throw him into the Lake.

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a/n: let me know if you guys would like a part three! thanks for all the love <3

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A Long Time Coming

The Girl with the Golden Eyes

The Dinner ★

The Forsaken Tie ★

We’ll Be Alright ★

Jinx Me, Why Don't You? ★

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Absolutely Whipped ★

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Late Night Snack ★

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Remus Lupin

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Chance- you and eren are similar, in the sense that nobody will stop you from making sure every titan is dead. at least that was the case. until a pair of boys came into your life. everyone is 18+ for the sake of the story Part 1 Part 2

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Cinnamon, Chamomile and Cedar- erwin has never felt like this before. he has never had someone made him feel like he was back in his youth, messing about with a girl of his age. she made him feel rejuvenated. but he wasn't the only one that had their eyes on her.

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For Merlin’s Sake Pt.1 Pt. 2

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Criminal Minds

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Intoxicated p.1 p.2

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Intoxicated p.1

Inspired by this:

Cameron Finnigan and Dean Thomas Jr. were very close friends. Almost as close as their fathers. Almost...

Harry Potter preferences...

How you meet:

(Wattpad saw these first. I hope you all enjoy.)

Harry:

Regular P.O.V:

You and your best mate Hermione are walking through the Hogwarts Express trying to help your new friend Neville find his toad but you didn't seem to be having much luck, you come to a stop at a compartment with two boys, "Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one." "No." The ginger boy says. "Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see them." Hermione loves seeing someone do magic.

Your P.O.V:

But right now I just feel completely awkward standing here, I really wish she'd hurry up. "Aghhhemm. Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" I couldn't help but let out a slight giggle, there is no way that's a proper spell and judging by the fact the rat didn't change colour I can tell I'm right. "Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it? Of course, I've only tried a few simple spells myself, and they've all worked for me. For example..." Hermione goes over and sits across from the young boy with glasses. She points her wand at his glasses and his tenses, he looks a little frightened, blesses him. "Oculus Reparo." The glasses, which noseband is battered, are repaired. The boy takes them off, amazed. "That's better, isn't it? Holy Cricket, you're Harry Potter. I'm Hermione Granger, this is (Y/N) (Y/L/N)...and you are...?" I give a small wave and they wave back, Now that I too realise he is Harry Potter, I become a little shy. The ginger boy speaks with a full mouth. "I'm...Ron Weasley." Hermione is a little grossed out that he speaks with a full mouth and frankly so am I. "Pleasure. You two better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." She says and gets up and leaves then come back and look at Ron. "You've got dirt, on your nose, by the way, did you know? Just there." She points to where the dirt is and I can't help but giggle, Ron scratches his nose, embarrassed. "Bye, guys pleasure to meet you," I say walking away smiling and continuing to help find Neville's toad.

Ron:

Your P.O.V:

It's my first year at Hogwarts and I'm standing in the front waiting to be sorted into a house, I can't help but feel nervous I really hope I get into Slytherin, If I don't my parents will more than likely disown me. "(Y/N) Malfoy" Professor McGonagall shouts. I make my way to the front and all I can do is hope I'm in Slytherin. I look at my older brother by a year Draco and he looks back at me hoping the same as I. "Gryffindor." The sorting hat shouts, I'm not disappointed but I feel ashamed and like my family are going to do nothing but resent me for this, I make my way to the Gryffindor table and sit next to a ginger boy who I assume is a Weasley. "Hi, I'm Ron... Ron Weasley." I guess he was so busy stuffing his face he didn't hear my name being called, hmm oh well. "(Y/N)... (Y/N) Malfoy" I say feeling a little sad. "You're a Malfoy??? I'm guessing that's why you don't look too happy about being in Gryffindor." Ron says, and he's right I'm not happy, not happy at all. "Yeah, but I'll get used to it," I say wishing that I do get used to it because from now on this is more than likely the place I'll be spending my days every holiday.

Draco:

Regular P.O.V:

You've known Draco since you were ten, you had moved to his neighboured just before your tenth birthday and your mother was throwing you a party which was more for her than you honestly. When the party day arrived you stayed downstairs for about half an hour and made your way back to your room. About an hour later a young blonde haired boy had made his way into your room, he hadn't noticed you at first, that was until you spoke. "Ahem, may I ask why you're in my room?" He turned around shocked, and you couldn't help but let out a slight giggle. "I-I..." "Let me guess hiding from everyone?" and he nodded...

Your P.O.V:

"Thought so, me too... I'm (Y/N)... (Y/N/) (Y/L/N)." I smiled at him, he looked so peculiar with his bright blonde hair. "Draco... Draco Malfoy... And wait isn't this your party? How come you're not down stair with everyone else?" I couldn't help but laugh at him, he was confused as to why I was laughing though. "You sure do ask a lot of questions. And yes this is supposed to be my party but my mother is more bothered about herself than me so I left and decided to leave her to do whatever it is she wanted. Anyway, there's a spare bedroom down the hall, second door on your right if you want to hide there." I said smiling at him. "Thank you, (Y/N)... You're a real hero." I couldn't help but aww and laugh at the same time, and I couldn't help but think that I and he would be great friends no matter what.

Neville:

Your P.O.V:

I made my way through the Hogwarts Express finding my way into an empty compartment. Not too long after a young boy about my age stepped into my compartment. "H-H-Hi, h-have yous-seen a tt-toad by a-any c-chance? I lost m-mine." I couldn't help but think how adorable he was and I couldn't help but smile at the fact that he was stuttering. "No, I'm sorry I haven't sorry... But I can help you look if you like?" I smiled nicely at him. "O-oh yes please, tt-that would be great. T-thank y-you. I-I'm Neville Longbottom by the w-w-way." He beamed at me, holding out his hand for me to shake. "(Y/N) (Y/L/N), Pleasure to meet you." I shook his hand politely, and we went on our way to find his toad.

Seamus:

Your P.O.V:

I have just arrived at Hogwarts and I'm now waiting at the steps for Professor McGonagall to return. All of a sudden a young blonde boy starts speaking, "It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." And the students start whispering among themselves. "This is Crabbe and Goyle" He nods to his dimwitted sidekicks "and I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy." The ginger boy snickers at his name. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley. We'll soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." And he extends his hand towards who I assume is Harry Potter. "How about you leave them alone Draco," I say making my way through the crowd. "And who are you?" He asks me quite rudely. "Why would I tell you? You're nothing but an arrogant fool, and honestly, I think Harry is able to pick his own friends unlike you... I have a feeling Daddy paid for them to be your friends." All the students start whispering again, they're all shocked at the fact that I spoke my mind and insulted a Malfoy. "My father will hear about this." I couldn't help but laugh. "Oh please do tell, I'd love to give him a piece of my mind too, for raising his kid to be nothing but a complete imbecile." He walked away with a face full of anger and to be honest that just made my day, I then made my way back to another end of the crowd. Suddenly, a boy with short brown hair came to me. "I can't believe you spoke to Malfoy like that, you're pretty fearless aren't ya." He spoke with a strong Irish accent. "Well I don't back down from someone who's so stupid and thinks he can make fun of anybody and get away with it, it's not something I'll tolerate." I grinned at him as I said that. "I'm Seamus, Seamus Finnigan... May I ask your name?" "(Y/N) (Y/L/N), nice to meet you." I smiled holding out my hand for him to shake, and he gladly obliged.

Fred:

Regular P.O.V

You've been at Hogwarts for a month now and today you were heading to detention which you received because a girl next to you was talking and when Professor McGonagall turned round to check who it was the girl blamed it on you, which you weren't very pleased about and you swore to get her back with an amazing prank. But for now detention had to come first, you reached the class and saw your aunt mima stood at the front of the class and a pair of twins sat at the front desk.

Your P.O.V

"Hello Aunt Mima, sorry I'm late... What do I have to do?" I say as nicely as I can because right now I really don't feel like being here. "Well, sweetheart you'll writing lines, now boys be nice to (Y/N) while I'm gone." And away she walked. "So Professor McGonagall is your Aunt?" One of the twins spoke. "Yep," I said not really engaged in the conversation. "What're you in detention for then?" Again with another question I thought. "Because a girl was talking in class, and she blamed it on me. But she's going to regret it trust, imma get her back big time." I said rather confidently. "Oooh I like the sound of that, what're ya planning on doing, pulling a prank?" he said rather intrigued in what I had just said and his brother seemed rather intrigued too because he turned to look at me, and watching me waiting for me to reply. "You sure do ask a lot of questions... And yes a prank, how else?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Fair point, I'm Fred by the way, Fred Weasley... And this is George, George Weasley." Really... I think to myself, really. "George, A Weasley... I never would have thought... It's not that you too like a like or anything... I'm (Y/N) McGonagall, nice meeting ya Fred and George." After that, we all just burst out laughing. This was the making of a beautiful friendship.

George:

Regular P.O.V:

You're a year younger than George and didn't really meet him until you tried out for Quidditch, you loved playing ever since you were a kid. You made the team and you met George at your first practice, you were sat mocking everyone because they were being so boring and you just wanted to have fun. Suddenly a ginger boy who looks about a year older sat next to you.

Your P.O.V:

"What are you doing?" He asked. "Mocking everyone, isn't it obvious?" I couldn't help but giggle ever so slightly. "No, haha I mean why? Are you bored or something?" I couldn't help but smile that he finally figured it out, especially since it's a little obvious I'm bored haha. "Yes it's because I'm bored, this game is supposed to be fun and this whole thing has been a complete drag, we've been here twenty minutes and we haven't even started yet... Oh, excuse me for not introducing myself. I'm (Y/N) Lovegood. You are?" I asked wondering who this stranger could be, I've seen him around I just don't know his name. "George Weasley, and to be honest I'm bored too so let's mock people together." I laughed so hard at the fact that he wanted to mock people along with me. After I finished laughing I wiped away the tears that had formed from me laughing so hard. “Ok then." I agreed and we started to mock people and it was so much funnier and better now that I had someone doing it along with me. I couldn't help but feel really happy when I'm around him, I think I've officially found myself a new best friend.

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Harry Potter preferences...

Your BFFs:

Harry:

Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom

Ron:

Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley

Draco:

George and Fred Weasley

Neville:

Seamus Finnigan and Cho Chang

Seamus:

Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley

Fred:

Draco Malfoy and Cedric Diggory

George:

Oliver Wood and Pansy Parkinson

Harry Potter preferences...

Nicknames:

Harry:

For him; Honey

To annoy him; Snookums... He thinks it's just weird and he just doesn't like it.

For you; HoneyBear... He's always called you this and in return you call him Honey because he's the Honey to your HoneyBear

To annoy you; Ducky... You have no idea why he calls you this but it really annoys you and you don't like being called it.

Ron:

For him; Romeo... Because he's sweet and you know he'll do anything to protect you

To annoy him; Spider... Because you know how much he hates spiders and just him hearing the name he get's scared which you find adorable but he doesn't like you for it but he get's over it.

For you; Juliet... Because you're the Juliet to his Romeo and It also goes because of the fact that you're from completely different families and neither of them agree with your relationship but you don't care what they think

To annoy you; Clown... He calls you this because you like to experiment with makeup and he thinks you put too much on, he also calls you it because he knows how much you're scared of clowns and he calls it payback for calling him spider.

Draco:

For him; Prince... you call him this because he's the prince of slytherin and he's a real prince towards you, which people don't expect from him at all.

To annoy him; Dracy Poo.. You call him this because you know how much he hates that name... You always do it in a Pansy voice as well which causes him to scrunch his nose up in disgust which you find cute but funny at the same time.

For you; Kitten... He calls you this because he thinks you have the most sweetest and bubbliest personalities ever just like a kitten, he also calls you this because he thinks you're just as adorable as a kitten and he likes the fact that you're all his.

To annoy you; Pickle... Which you hate and he finds you so cute when he calls you it and you look at him in disgust... You think pickles are disgusting and you just hate the name just as much.

Neville:

For him; Sweetcheek... you call him this because he's the sweetest guy you have ever met and he has the most adorable chubby cheeks and you called him sweetcheeks once and it just stuck.

To annoy him; you don't have a name to annoy him with because you just don't see the point in them.

For you; Buttercup... he just randomly called you this and it just stuck, he never really tried to call you anything else because he liked this one since the moment he called you it.

To annoy you; same as his he doesn't see the point in it so he just doesn't.

Seamus:

For him; Stud muffin... which you call him because you think he's a really stud and you love muffins just as much as you love him so you thought it was a good nickname for him.

To annoy him; Bomber... You call him this because he has a thing for blowing things up which you find cute but he gets really vexed when you call him bomber because he knows you're taking the micky out of him and he doesn't like it when you do.

For you; Cupcake... He calls you this because nearly every time he see's you, you're eating some sort of cake and he thinks the nickname really suits you.

To annoy you; he can't really think of a name to annoy you but he's trying so hard to find one because he wants to annoy just as much as he annoys you.

Fred:

For him; Future Husband/Handsome... You've always called him this because you've always been great friends and you love to call him it especially in front of Angelina Johnson because you know how much it annoys her.

To annoy him; BFG (big friendly giant)... You call him this because he is so tall compared to you and you hate it... but not as much as he hates you calling him bfg.

For you; Future Wife/Gorgeous... He calls you this all the time and it doesn't matter if it's in front of no one or in front of a thousand people he'll still call you it.

To annoy you; Munchkin... he calls you this because you're so much smaller than him and he loves your annoyed face that you get when he says it because you hate being called anything related to being small.

George:

For him; Superman... You started calling him this after you were knocked off your broom and he swooped down to catch you and you've always felt like he'll be there to catch you when you fall and to you superman was the most perfect fit for him.

To annoy him; The failure of pranks... He acts all offended every time you say it which you find so cute so you say it a lot which caused him to start getting annoyed by it but he doesn't really understand why you always say.

For you; Lois Lane... He calls you this right after you call him superman, he says if he's superman then you're the Lois Lane to his superman.

To annoy you; Teachers Pet... he calls you this because you're McGonagall's niece and he loves how annoyed you get when he says it, he also loves that every time he calls you it you start pulling pranks on all the teachers.

Harry Potter preferences...

His favourite Gif of you:

Harry:

He loves that you're so photogenic and he loves seeing you smile.

Ron:

He loves that you eat just as much as him. He also loves how comfortable you are with yourself and how you don't care what others think.

Draco:

He loves watching you doing your little dances when your bored he thinks you look so cute when you do them.

Neville:

He thinks you look so adorable when you do things like this... He can't help but smile along with you.

Seamus:

He loves how you don't let anyone step all over you... He like that you're not afraid of anyone even the Malfoy's.

Fred:

He loves the fact that every time he turns to look at you, you get all shy and he finds it so cute when you're shy.

George:

He thinks you have such a cute yet crazy side and he loves it so much.

Harry Potter preferences...

His favourite photo of you with your BFF/s: (Part 1)

Harry:

With Hermione;

With Neville;

Ron:

With Luna and Ginny;

Draco:

With Fred and George;

Neville:

With Cho and Seamus;

Seamus:

With Luna;

With Ginny;

With Hermione;

All of you;

Harry Potter preferences...

His favourite outfit on you:

Harry:

Ron:

Draco:

Neville:

Seamus:

Fred:

George: