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| 𝖘𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖕𝖎𝖔 | 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 | 19 | "𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊, 𝖉𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓... 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝖒𝖊?"

[acciojaeyun]

from the demographic i have acquired from my twitter, i have seen the trend:

fred weasley favs are to steve harrington favs;

the same goes for george weasley favs are to eddie munson favs.

with tumblr being a different environment as compared to twitter (a larger demographic, at that from my moots), i would like to know whether the same is applied here.

you are free to disagree.

[uniiris]

What is Fred Weasley doing to me 😶

[avada-imagines]

Hated Love

Cedric Diggory x Slytherin Reader Word Count: 2.7k

Summary: Enemies to lovers Cedric Diggory fanfic. A/N: First fanfiction in over 5 years; I hope you enjoy x

It was a cloudy afternoon. Black cloaks glided as the wind carefully pushed the students' robes just slightly behind them. Sounds of laughter and footsteps echoed the dark-colored halls of Hogwarts as students roamed around going from class to class.

On the other hand, I was sitting by a window enjoying the deafening silence of people watching while journaling my thoughts on a piece of parchment paper. Life has been hectic lately as quidditch practice has started. My time is mainly spent studying or in practice. I barely had time for myself, so I started journaling to keep myself as sane as possible.

“y/n! Are you coming to practice today?” My friend Draco Malfoy yelled while walking toward me. “Oh, yeah, I am, just finishing something, and I’ll be there,” I said nonchalantly as I would do anything than go to practice right now. Sometimes I feel like I cannot catch a break. That my life will always be about my studies and quidditch. Sometimes I feel guilty for feeling this way, but sometimes I feel like I’m burning myself out.

Either way, I was not excited about practice. I knew I could not miss it, we have a huge game against Hufflepuff in a few days, and I am determined to score for Slytherin. I gathered my belongings and headed to the quidditch field with Draco. I sometimes wonder why I am friends with this bloke, we are literal opposites, but we’ve been friends since our first year.

I finally reach the girls' locker rooms and quickly change into my quidditch uniform. I am a chaser which allows me to release any anger, stress, and anxiety I have while throwing the quaffle into one of the hoops. I complain a lot about playing quidditch, but deep down, it probably benefits me more than I think despite getting bruises all over my body and constant injuries. – After quidditch practice, I slowly walk the now empty halls of Hogwarts. I can barely keep my eyes open as my body is sore from the tasking practice I just had. As I walked closer to the Slytherin common room, I noticed a tall, lanky figure ahead of me.

'Wait, I know that figure anywhere,’ I thought. It was my enemy, my nemesis, Cedric Diggory.

I don’t know why but that man just annoys me. I can’t tell if it’s his demeanor, voice, or his overall presence. ‘Fuck,’ I muttered as I slowly approached him. ‘Wonder what he has to say today.’ I thought in my head.

“Well don’t you look beautiful today, y/n,” Cedric said in the most sarcastic and snarky way. I would beat this guy up if I wasn't so tired, but I have literally no energy. “Don’t you have shit to do, or are you here to frustrate me, as usual?” I said with full attitude.

“Hmm, let me think. Oh wait, I can tell you’re just coming from practice. Gonna beat me this time, baby?” Cedric said while getting closer to me, taking small steps towards me as he talked.

“We all know you won out of pure luck so don’t brag. Okay, babe?” I said while inching my face to his. I could smell a hint of mint and cologne, which shocked me a bit.

I don’t want to admit that I enjoyed his scent because nothing about him will ever be attractive. I guess this one time, he smelled a little too good.

“Oh and just for the record, I will beat your ass Diggory. This game is mine, got it?” I said with the last ounce of sassiness I had left. “Whatever you say, my love. May the best person win.” Cedric said with a mocking chuckle. God, that guy will forever piss me off.

Finally, I left Cedric’s gaze and continued walking to the Slytherin common room. I could not wait to wash off and go to bed. – Today is game day. Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff. I woke up this morning feeling nervous, excited, anxious and stressed. So many feelings just for one morning. However, this is an important day. I need to redeem myself and lead Slytherin to victory. Mainly because I need to show Cedric to never mess with me again.

I got up. My feet slowly touched the cold, dark hardwood floors in the Slytherin dormitories. I quickly got ready. Putting on my quidditch uniform and brushing my long hair into a comfortable ponytail. I put on a little bit of mascara just to mask the fact I haven’t slept longer than 5-6 hours a night.

I rushed out of the common room as fast as possible to get breakfast at the Great Hall. While I was walking, I noticed someone approaching me from behind. I couldn’t determine who it was, so I started walking faster. My feet were moving more quickly than my body, and I tripped. Before I could hit the ground, I felt strong hands catch my body.

In shock, I slowly turned to see who had caught me. To my surprise, it was Cedric Diggory. My eyes were wide, and my mind was consumed with confusion. Him, out of all people, had to be the one to save me from my own clumsiness. “Be careful, y/n. Don’t you have a game to play?” Cedric said with a cheeky smile. I felt my face turn a bit red. Shit, I hope my cheeks aren’t noticeable. I can’t let Cedric know how embarrassed and flustered I am. “Were you following me?” That was the only thing I could say. “No, not on purpose. I just wanted to wish you good luck. Didn’t mean to scare you like that. Anyway, I’ll see you on the pitch.” Cedric said while helping me to my feet, slowly releasing his hands off my body.

I couldn’t say anything. I just looked at Cedric while he walked off. Our eyes were still locked on one another until he was too far. ‘What the fuck was that?’ I muttered lightly, trying to collect my composure. – “y/l/n scored 10 points for Slytherin!” Lee Jordan announced into the microphone. Cheers and clapping consumed the field as Slytherin was ahead 70-50 against Hufflepuff. Slytherin flags were all over the Slytherin side of the Quidditch stand. The Hufflepuff side was particularly quiet, more than usual, but they still got some pride going on.

My eyes were on the target, tunnel vision. I had to win for Slytherin. When waiting for the quaffle to be in reach, I would sometimes catch Cedric’s eyes. As if our eyes always meet at any chance we can get. To be fair, Cedric does have some enchanting brown/grey eyes. ‘No, I can’t think about this right now - I have a game to win,’ I quickly thought. Snapping myself back to reality.

Just within seconds, I noticed the quaffle was coming toward me. I charged on my broomstick to catch it. My arm grabbed the quaffle and flew to my opponent's nearest hoop. Within a flash, I threw the quaffle and scored another goal. “y/l/n scored another 10 points for Slytherin! At this rate y/n might secure a spot as captain next year!” Lee Jordan yelled. I’ve always been told I could be Slytherin's captain, but honestly, I have no interest. I have a love-hate relationship with Quidditch. It would be best if someone who really wants it should be captain.

I took a second to acknowledge my view. The crowd cheered with utter excitement, and celebratory yelling filled the pitch. You can hear the Slytherin flags moving from the wind and louder cheers from the people in the tall stands. I enjoy looking at my accomplishments. Moments like this make me feel grateful and proud of myself.

But before I could get back into the zone, a bludger came speeding toward me, which knocked and broke my broomstick, leading me to fall about 20 feet to the ground. As soon as my body hit the field, I was knocked out. – 1 week later My body felt fragile, weak, and in so much agonizing pain. My eyes were slowly opening, and my vision was blurred. My head was aching, almost like a migraine. I could feel bruises all over my upper body. Through my blurred vision, I noticed that my left arm and leg were in a cast.

It took a few minutes, but I was able to fully open my eyes using all of the strength I had. I was quickly aware of my surroundings. I’m in the hospital wing. I looked slightly down and saw how broken I was. Tears started filling my eyes and were quickly falling down my pale face. ‘What happened to me?’ I quietly asked myself while quivering. My voice was softly raspy as if it wasn’t used for a while.

“You took a hit from a bludger, I’ve always hated those things.” I heard a familiar voice say while approaching me. I slowly turned my head to meet the person who was speaking. My teary eyes widened when I saw it was Cedric. “C-Cedric…” I couldn’t say much before I started crying more. My head fell into my right hand, trying to cover my face from him.

I was too consumed with sadness that I didn’t fully acknowledge Cedric moving next to me. My head fell onto his chest when I felt his body brush over my side. I started to cry more while feeling his warmth against my cold and delicate figure.

While quietly sobbing in his chest, I felt his strong hands softly moving up and down my back. One of his hands circled my head, pushing it closer to his chest.

I couldn’t talk. I just fell into Cedric’s touch. As time passed, I could feel my eyes become heavier and heavier. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep on Cedric’s chest. His scent and presence felt safe, like a home away from home. – Cedric was still there when I woke up in the middle of the night. Right by my side. He never left. I looked at him in awe while admiring his soft snores.

‘But wait, isn’t this guy my enemy? Why am I all of a sudden feeling all these emotions?’ My head rests against the stiff hospital pillow while my mind is full of thoughts and feelings. Honestly, it is difficult to describe how I feel about Cedric.

It’s similar to the saying, ‘you want what you cannot have.’ Deep down, I love Cedric. I want to care for and understand him for who he honestly is. However, I know I can’t tell him how I feel.

My head turned to Cedric, looking at him in utter confusion. Out of all the people, why is he here with me? We dislike one another. This didn’t make sense… until it did.

‘No, there’s no way,’ I said to myself. ‘Maybe he just feels bad, and that’s why he is here.’ My gaze landed on the ceiling, and I could slowly feel my eyes closing. I passed out with Cedric by my side. At one point, I could feel his hand brush against my right hand, which I slowly held throughout the night.

The following day I woke up. Cedric was nowhere to be found. Disappointment took over my body as I knew everything was too good to be true. Well, as good as it can be right now.

Madame Pomfrey came towards me with a slight smile, “Glad to see you’re awake y/n. How are you feeling my dear?” “I’ve felt better.” I joked around, causing Madame Pomfrey to chuckle a bit. “Well, it’s reassuring to know your humor is still there.” Madame Pomfrey said while pouring me medicine. “Now drink this, it doesn’t taste very delightful but it will help heal your bones.”

I took the cup from Madame Pomfrey and chugged the medicine. She was right. That was absolute shit.

“Good thing no one ever said magic taste good,” I sarcastically said with a sour look on my face from the medicine. “I know dear, but you must take this every 10 hours. Hopefully in week you’ll be able to leave.” Madame Pomfrey reassured. I nodded. “Thank you, Madame Pomfrey,” I said with a kind grind.

“Wait Madame Pomfrey, I-I have a question.” I said in a hurry. “Yes, dear?” Madame Pomfrey replied with a curious yet concerned look on her face.

“I was wondering, do you happen to know why Cedric Diggory was with me last night?” I asked politely.

“Oh, yes. While you were out cold, Cedric stopped by every day for about a week. He would not leave your side,” Madame Pomfrey said. “I’m not one to pry into someone’s personal life, but I think he is quiet fond of you, Miss y/l/n.” Madame Pomfrey said with a slight smile.

‘I can’t believe it, Cedric was with me this whole time,’ I snap out of my thoughts when I see a familiar figure enter the room. Cedric Diggory. “Mr. Diggory,” Madame Pomfrey said with a hidden smile while exiting the room.

“How are you today?” Cedric said with a small bouquet of flowers in his hand. “I-I got these for you… glad to see you awake,” Cedric placed the flowers in a small vase on top of my hospital nightstand.

“I-I’m a bit better, just took some shit medicine,” I said while admiring the flowers. They are roses and chrysanthemums, my favorite. “W-what are you doing here?” I curiously asked.

“I’ve been worried about you since your accident. I started coming to visit every day. Some nights I would accidentally fall asleep, so Madame Pomfrey would let me stay the night. I guess I was waiting for you to wake up,” Cedric said while looking down. I could tell he was nervous by the way he was playing with his fingers.

Then, my eyes locked onto his like they usually do.

His beautiful brown/grey eyes are tired and slightly red from the lackluster sleep he has been having from staying with me most nights.

“Why would you do that?” I asked shyly and quietly.

“Because, y/n, I like you. I’ve always had. I didn’t want to say anything because I know you think the worse of me. I am sorry for causing that impression of me. It’s difficult for me to be vulnerable. I just end up being a dick. I have a tendency to not want to get close to people. But I’ve always cared for you,” Cedric said with the most sincere eyes.

I’ve never seen this side of him. Cedric is your typical handsome-popular guy that every girl wants. He is typically cold-hearted but humble when he needs to be. However, with me, he was always an asshole. Just continually trying to give me a difficult time by teasing or making immature jokes. He also never took me seriously, which irritated me.

This was different. As if Cedric’s whole demeanor had changed. He looked soft, approachable, kind, and genuine. Now, it’s apparent how naturally sympathetic and empathetic he is.

I was just staring at Cedric with soft, teary, doe eyes. I couldn’t speak. I was too thunderstruck to say anything. Cedric slowly sat down next to me, his eyes still locked onto mine. I could feel his hands caressing mine before delicately holding it.

“I really like you, y/n.” Cedric said while getting closer. “I really like you too, Cedric. I’ve always had feelings for you. I just couldn’t express it, and I never thought I would. I can’t begin to describe how thankful I am for you and everything you’ve done for me since my accident,” I said with slight tears.

Cedric didn’t say anything. He leaned in and kissed me passionately. His hand cupped my cheek while the other was carefully holding my hand. I melted into the kiss. I felt safe as a sense of security rushed through my body.

Cedric pulled away from the kiss, and our eyes met again.

“I love you, y/n.” ‘I love you too, Cedric.” The kiss continued, but this time tears were falling down my face. So many emotions are running through my mind, but I know I love this man. I always have. And I always will.

[authumor]

To be fair, it can be a fine line lol.

[avada-imagines]

Hello, how are you? i want a ship, male y female characters, I am a shy and quiet girl when they do not know me, I am a kind and very sensitive person, nervous, but when I get angry I can be scary, sometimes I am aggressive and sarcastic, but for the most part I am a calm person, with a good sense of humor , I can do something joker too, it's hard for me to make friends, but I'm a good person

hi cutie ! i’m well hbu? :)

i ship you with...

Neville Longbottom

AND...

Luna Lovegood

[avada-imagines]

hi! can i have a ship? for a boy and a girl? i’m a gryffindor, i’m not very social, tbh i’m kind of cold and distant. i’m very smart and get mistaken for a ravenclaw often. i like spending time with my thoughts, i can be mean at times, and sometimes i feel bad about it. for my friend group i’m the quiet one who is responsible. when i am with them my favorite things to do are drive around, go on late night adventures and watch the stars. please and if you do it thank you!

you sound so sweet !!

i ship you with:

boy:

Harry Potter

girl:

Hermoine Granger

[avada-imagines]

Hi, could I get a ship? I'm a short brunette with brown eyes and glasses. I'm very competitive. I love to joke around but can be serious when needed. I am the "mom" friend in my group. I am a Slytherin but a lot of people assume I am a Hufflepuff. I love babies and kids I babysit my younger cousins a lot so I learned to care for them. Oh and I love sports and reading.

hi love i ship you with...

George & Fred !!!

[avada-imagines]

Can I have a ship with a guy? I'm 5'7 and a girl and love to sing and dance. I love people and helping others and I'm very intelligent book wise but I'm very innocent so I don't understand what a lot of people's intentions are if they are bad

i ship you with

Neville !!!

[fleur-isabelle-deactivated20190]

You-Know-Who and his followers sent the Dark Mark into the air whenever they killed. The terror it inspired… you have no idea, you’re too young. Just picture coming home and finding the Dark Mark hovering over your house, and knowing what you’re about to find inside… Everyone’s worst fear… the very worst.

[fleur-isabelle-deactivated20190]

We’ll teach just those whose ancestry’s purest.

[avada-imagines]

hey love, can i get a ship? ^~^ i'm 5'1, long brown hair, brown eyes, i love music so much, i love going out with my friends but i also love staying home lol, my friends say that i'm the funny and sarcastic one, and, well... idk what else help who am i (also i'm a virgo and slytherin if that helps something)

Hi! I feel like we are sorta alike lol. Sorry this took ages and you probably forgot about this but I ship you with…

Fred Weasley!!!

[svgarhyvng-deactivated20201218]

Being Draco’s Significant Other...

A.N. It has been a while since a posted a headcanon. I really want to start writing them more often. Enjoy!

I’m just going to say it because we all are probably thinking it

He is kinky possessive af

The sight of you talking to another guy *cough Potter* makes his blood boil

Your his

He is yours

Am I the only one who thinks he would be a little clingy

Like, he just wants you to love him as much as he loves you

I’m going to point out the obvious and say: Draco wants you to feel like a Princess

“Draco why did you buy me this necklace? Did I miss our anniversary?” 

“Nope.”

“Then why????”

“Am I not allowed to treat you like the Princess you are.”

Y’all two are lowkey probably the most feared couple at Hogwarts

Boys be dodging you in the hallways so they wouldn’t get the death glare from the blonde boy beside you

Don’t make the mistake of sitting next to this boy in class you had to limp out

You probably don’t have a choice but to sit next to him though

Because he is protective, so sit next to someone that isn’t him

He will make it so you wouldn’t be able to walk for a week

This boy here would be cocky af

Until

You show him who is boss

“Love, if your hand goes any higher I might have to fuck you on this table.”

Makeout session in the Library and Astronomy Tower

Pulling on his blonde hair while he digs his nails in your hips just fuck me already

If you are in a different house expect good night kisses outside the common room before curfew because this boy lives for your kisses

If you’re a Slytherin expect good night kisses, I mean make out session, in front of the fireplace lucky Slytherins

When you’re away, always expect to get an owl from him because he wants you to know that he loves you with all his heart and soul

Not too much PDA only if he wants to show you off to Potter

Just love this boy, please

[hawkasss]

            1 April, 1978

[daisiesanddraco]

[magicfolk]

Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire (2005)

[potter-imagines]

( my Slytherin moodboard please don’t steal!) (:

Being Fred Weasley’s Slytherin girlfriend would include:

First meeting each other during a Quidditch match between your house, Slytherin, and Fred’s house, Gryffindor, when Fred saves you from being knocked off your broom by a Bludger

“I reckon you owe me for that, darling.”

Fred being completely serious and cornering you after the match to ask you out on a date as ‘payment’ for his good deed

Keeping your relationship a secret for a while

Sneaking out of your common room late at night to meet with Fred in the empty corridors

Secret snogging sessions in broom closet

Flirtatious stares during class

George being the first one to catch on when he realizes you’re one of the only students in Hogwarts that Fred refuses to prank.

“Hey Fred, is there something going on between you and that Slytherin girl? You’re always staring at her and I can hear when you leave the dorm at night.                                                                                    “Maybe… fine yes, but you can’t tell anyone. We’re trying to keep quiet about it and keep away from all the stupid drama, okay?”

Fred accidentally letting it slip that the two of you are dating when Ron is complaining about how dirty you play after the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin

“And did you see there Chaser, Y/n? Bloody hell all she does is find cheap ways to score against us. Did you see that shot she took on Alicia? She could’ve fallen off of her broom by the force of that hit. I swear next time we play them I’m going straight for her, I don’t care if I get called or not, Y/n needs to learn how to play the game right. Bloody Slytherins’ and their-” “Ron why don’t you shut up. Slytherin won, who cares. Next time we’ll beat them but we’ll do it the right way not by purposely going and taking out their players. But I swear on Merlin’s beard if you try to take out my girlfriend, you’ll have to deal with me. You’re a sore loser who can’t take the fact that Y/n beat us and she’s a wonderful player.”                     “Wait… girlfriend? You’re dating Y/n?”

When everyone does find out the two of you are dating Fred and you attempt to get your friends to converse with each other

“Fred, you’re my brother, and Y/n, you’re an amazing person that I’ve come to care about a great deal, but there is no way in hell I’m ever talking to Draco Malfoy.”

Fred’s friends being very weary and uncertain of you at first as yours are of him

Fred standing up for you whenever one of his friends make rude comments about you

When Fred isn’t around, George takes on the role of defending you and telling off anyone who disrespects you

After some bonding time George starts seeing you as a close friend and even a sister

Ginny loving you despite the name of your house

Fred being really really over protective of you

Going to his parents house for winter break and Molly adoring you

Molly knitting you two matching gloves that you wear around the castle

Having snowball fights at Hogwarts

Pranking wars

Fred’s friends becoming close to you after they get over the shock and unsteadiness of you being a Slytherin

Endless sass towards each other

Not caring what other students think of you two

Playful banter during Quidditch games against each other

“Oh c’mon Weasley! At least make it seem like you’re not purposely letting me score in on you.”                                                                 “Hush up over there Y/l/n or I might send this Bludger your way!”

When Slytherin and Gryffindor are not playing each other you sit on the sidelines wearing Fred’s house scarf under your jacket and cheer him on loudly and vice versa for Fred when you’re playing

Your parents being surprisingly accepting of Fred

Studying for your O.W.L.S together

“You know Y/n, we don’t have to study. We could always go up to my dorm and-”                                                                                          “Stop being so cheeky you git! We have to study or else we’ll fail the semester. But I might have to take you up on that offer afterwards.”      “What can I say, I’m irresistible.”                                                             “More like ‘irritating’ and ‘insufferable’.”

Cuddling together on stormy nights at the castle

Wandering the halls after curfew

Fred making Slytherin puns at you nonstop

“Hey darling are you heading off to bed?”                                                  “Yeah, why?”                                                                                          “You mind if I slytherin?”                                                                            “Fred Weasley!”

Fred buying you a golden necklace with a lion on it as a gift for your birthday

You gifting him with a silver chain attached to a coiled snake for his birthday

You two don’t fight often but when you do it’s bad and you’re both too stubborn to just move past it so they carry on for days which included you two refusing to acknowledge each other until you finally come to your senses.

Sitting together on the train rides to and from Hogwarts

Falling asleep on Fred’s lap with his fingers tangled in your hair

Throwing glances and making funny faces at each other during breakfast, lunch, and dinner in the Great Hall

Joining Dumbledore’s Army with Fred and training together

Fred getting detention with Umbridge by covering for you

“Fred you brainless git! Why didn’t you let me take the fall? The whole incident was my fault anyways I screwed it all up.”                                 “No you didn’t, love. Besides I couldn’t let my beautiful girlfriend take the fall for something she couldn’t control. I don’t mind anyhow, I would take a thousand detentions with Umbridge if it meant I could save you from one with her, I love you too much to see you go through that,”

Both of you being written up by a Slytherin Perfect for being five inches closer to each other than what Umbridge’s rule allowed

“Are you serious! All I did was hug him, am I not allowed to be near my boyfriend anymore?” 

Fred practically begging you to come with him and George to start up Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes and when he pulls out the puppy dog eyes you just can’t say no

Moving in with the boys and sharing a room with Fred

Fred teaching you how to invent pranks and soon the two of you have created a whole new line of products to sell

Whispering sweet nothings to each other during nighttime cuddle

“Y’know sweetheart we’re like Romeo and Juliet. Without the whole suicide thing that is.”                                                                           “How so, Fred?”                                                                                        “Well you represent the high-end elegant picture of the Capulet party, or in our case Slytherin, and I’m more of Montague side, in the retrospect of things Gryffindor. Two people stereotyped to hate each other that end up falling madly in love. Though if you asked me I’d say ours is a lot better than theirs.”                                                                                              “And why do you think that?”                                                                      “Because I got you.” 

-Daizy

[avada-imagines]

hi can u write an imagine about scorpius being the reader’s prom date but then they go to the hotel’s elevator and get stuck there??? Ty!!

ready!!