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im at hogwarts dont bother me

[nyptunz]

hi, im new around here!! just introducing myself;

<3: she/they. capricorn. infp. hufflepuff. lily evans kinnie. hp account.

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i will probably post hp imagines: marauders era and the golden trio era (my favs).

wait for it ..:)

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mdbzyq > nyptunz

dont forget me!!!

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Ginny: how did you guys read that?

Golden trio:

[ginnwxley]

harry: i have two moods

harry, turning to snape: fuck you

harry, turning to ginny: fuck me

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harry representing me.

[thenaivegirly]

George: Fred you have to apologize to y/n

Fred: Fine

Fred: ‘unfuck you’ or whatever

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Marauders and Harry.

Harry: There's a boy at school teasing me.

Sirius: Give me the name and I'll work it out.

Remus: You can't hit a child.

Sirius: I'm not hitting that demon.

Lily: You can't psychologically torture a child.

Sirius: My parents used to do this to me and now I'm perfect.

James: It's seven in the morning and you've smoked seven packs of cigarettes, drank three beers by yourself and now you're stuffing yourself with coffee.

Sirius: ...

Sirius: At least I'm pretty.

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Netflix Malfoy

Draco: Okay, I bought that Netflix thing you wanted so much.

Y/N: My God! Seriously? Thank you very much my love. I really wanted an account but I was broke, you know?

Draco: What do you mean an account?

Y/N: Do you know? A Netflix account so you can watch movies, series, etc.

Draco:

Y/N:

Ron:

Dobby:

Hagrid:

World:

Y/N: What did you do Draco?

Draco: I ended up getting it wrong.

Y/N: What do you mean?

Draco: Maybe, just maybe, I bought you Netflix.

Ron: Rich fucking brat.

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friends?

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fred weasley× fem!reader

hope you guys like it! <3

"We should start over, what do you think?" He says scratching the back of his neck, looking impatient. "We can start by being..."

"What? Friends? Doesn't seem like a good idea.” Cuts him off, trying to guess what he could possibly say. You drink a sip of your coffee and smile. Fred returned the smile.

[...]

Well, at first this 'plan' had worked, in question, but it took a Gryffindor get-together party to screw it up. Two unconscious, thirsty for desire, who despite trying to maintain this friendship, knew they wanted each other.

As soon as you wakes up, realizes that was the best mistake you had ever made. The redhead's arms wrapped around your waist gently, his face buried in the back of your neck. He was sweet, he didn't look the same as Fred from last night.

She notices him stretching and turns to face him. Brown eyes still trying to get used to the light in the room.

Fred watches you and then starts laughing. “How can you be beautiful until morning, (Y/N)? I at least look like some animal, which sure as hell doesn't resemble a human!” He states good-naturedly, caressing his face with his thumb. You laugh, trying to understand how the redhead always managed to bring a lighter mood even though he was just as confused as you.

The Weasley lifts the blanket that covered them minimally and soon knowing what he would look at, covers your own body with his hands.

“Why shame? After what we did last night…” he says looking smug. You roll your eyes, justify saying it's about privacy and he laughs.“And by the way, you're beautiful, that's not necessary.”

"What we did wasn't right," you assert after a while, stroking his cheek with your fingers.

“But it was great, I would do it again if I could.” Fred responds with a smile. He didn't seem to regret it, and neither did you. But, they knew it was worth the great friendship you had.

These types of relationships always end up going wrong: One person falls in love, while the other just wanted to fulfill their desires. Then fights, tension and then they never speak again.

But with Fred there was something different... You didn't just want to be friends with him. At least didn't know that yet.

As for him, he was sure he didn't just want to be your friend.

 "You're confused, aren't you?" The redhead asks, you nod your head frantically. “I am too. Maybe a little kiss won't help?” He jokes pouting and leaning closer.

You laugh, and seal your lips in a simple peck but first mumble about how impossible he was. When Fred was going to deepen the kiss you pull away. “Let's brush our teeth! By Merlin.” She justifies getting up, can hear Weasley complaining and pulling the sheet with him, bringing her back to bed.

"Only five more minutes," he says hugging her waist and pulling her closer, hiding his face in the back of her neck and leaving kisses there. “But, I'm the smallest shell!” Fred speak after a while turning around and putting your back to you, making you laugh once more.

You hug the bigger one and lay your head on his rib, putting one leg over Fred's. You can hear him say something about Quidditch practice, and how he didn't care if it wasn't today. But, soon falls asleep.

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Reblog with whatever tag first shows up when you type “I just want”.

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scars.

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remus lupin × fem!reader.

hope u guys like it! <3

Only a young girl, too smart for her age, was one to impress teachers and students. She didn't have many friends since it had only been five weeks since he had arrived at that school of magic and witchcraft in London, but known as Hogwarts.

But, she had a company, one could say a friend, or colleague. Who enjoyed studying with you in the library, listening to you talk about how she wished to heal people, being a healer in St. Mungu's, was not an interesting dream, but by the way, Remus Lupin could spend hours just talking to you about it, the the only one who really cared.

He was a gentle, attentive, and smiling person. He always had an air of comfort. You clearly noticed some differences in how Lupin acted around his friends and around you.

With those better known as Marauders, he was demanding and without patience, yet he insisted on helping them and talking calmly with the boys. And with you already, he was affectionate and respectful, as he should be, it wasn't a gigantic personality change, but it looked like he'd like to give you some exclusivity.

It was dawn, it was four or five in the morning, and you were now in Gryffindor Common, flipping through your past homework books for this week - which you completely forgot to accomplish. Leaving her with the aftermath of studying for three hours, sitting in that hard wooden chair, her back, arms and neck aching.

You sighs in pain when he feels his rib crack with the movement you just made, only to stretch. Mutters a few curses and closes the book tightly in front of her, relieved that she's finally finished studying.

Collect some papers, objects and put them properly in your backpack. Already preparing her for the next day, calmly.

You gets scared as soon as hears a noise, not very loud, but audible. She watches the communal, circling his eyes in every corner of the room. Finally, stopping looking as soon as he catches sight of four boys. He widens his eyes and moves closer, startling them. You can see that Sirius Black and James Potter were holding their friend on their shoulders, he was hurt, and it looked like Remus had been attacked by a terrible animal. The shorter one, Pettigrew, mumbles something to the older ones, they shake their heads and look back at you.

"What happened to him?" You asks with a worried face, carefully touching the boy's cheek in front of him, looking at his bruise, wiping a tear that fell from many others down Lupin's sensitive face.

"I don't think we'd better explain…" James replied, looking at you with a bit of trepidation. You frown, and they start walking again, the boy on their shoulders. Heading to the boys' dormitory. Even without permission, you follow them, taking your backpack.

The two of them lay Remus gently on the bed, he squirms and arches his back, moaning in pain with each new movement.

"I- I can help!" You exclaims walking in hurried steps to the edge of the bed. She holds her purse and puts it on her lap, opening it and pulling out a small first-aid kit, which you kept in your backpack in case anything happened. It contained some medicines, muggle ointments, and some equipment.

"Wow, you really want to be a healer." Sirius exclaimed noting how prepared you were.

Not caring about the comment, he caresses Lupin's cheek carefully, seeing him cry and feeling awful for not helping him sooner. “I'll take care of you, Remus. It'll be fine, I promise,” you whispered to him, taking her wand and holding his shoulder lovingly, casting a healing spell to ease the boy's pain.

“Why didn't you take him to Madame Prompfey?” Annoyed question as soon as Lupine stops crying, turning sharply to analyze the boys behind you.

“Well…um. We wanted to avoid asking questions.” James responds a little uncertainly.

"Like the ones you're going to start making," Peter adds by rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.

"Of course I'll ask questions!" You insisted irritably, grabbing a cloth and gently rubbing Remus' chest. "For starters, what happened?" You asked impatiently, it was funny that his tone with them was thick, but his cares with Lupin, totally gentle.

"Well- he fell in a bush." ​​Sirius invents his best lie, despite trying Potter he can't help himself and starts to laugh.

“Werewolf,” You says softly, barely audible to you and the boy in front of you, who smiles faintly at that word. As if agreeing. "You're a werewolf, right?" Now you speaks a little louder, and he can see Black's eyes widening, jumping up and whispering to the brunette next to him: "Besides being a healer, smart and pretty is a guesser, Moony needs to marry Y/N. ”

The boys leave the dormitory still in whispers. Remus watched you intently, with those almond-shaped eyes that conveyed pain and affection. They were feelings, so mixed, hard to differentiate at that moment. You grab a washcloth and go to the bathroom, wet it a little and then come back, kneeling in front of Lupin and cleaning a scratch on his shoulder, hearing him grunt in pain.

“You.. Aren't you afraid of-, me?” The brunette asks with difficulty, his voice was husky and soft, he seemed to be hopeful.

“Of course not, why would I have to?” You answers, moving closer and placing a kiss on his cheek that has a large scar. Wiping the cloth over the bruise and seeing him complain once more.

"Because I'm a monster, Y/N..." Lupin says, and you draw in your brows, ready to contradict the boy, but he's faster and holds both sides of his face. “I can hurt you these nights, and I don't want to do that.” He states seriously.

You stare at it for a long time, it was like a game to see who blinks first, eye contact never broken. Casually, you smile. A comforting smile. Without throwing much of his weight, you wraps your arms around the boy's neck and hugs him. Even though it still hurts, he tightens his grip on her waist, laying his head on your shoulder and crying there once more, wetting his pajamas with tears.

"I don't want-" He starts to say again as he lifts his head to watch you, his hands still resting on your waist. Before he says anything, you place your index finger over Remus' lips.

“I'm not afraid of you, Remmy. And neither of what you can do to me.” You speak determinedly and watch him smile the tiniest bit.

“By Merlin, don't call me Remmy, that nickname is terrible!” He jokes, making her laugh.

“I think so too! But it's cute…” You disagree a bit by brushing a strand of hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear.

You get a little startled when you see the boy leaning over, and breaking the little distance between you, bringing their lips together in a gentle, helpful kiss. You shove your hands inside the boy's hair. Before what was a lingering peck turned into something else when their tongues began to move in perfect sync.

As soon as you break away from the kiss, you can hear a laugh, look to the side and see the three boys looking at both of them. "Wow," Sirius exclaimed.

"How long have you been here?" Remus asked, looking uninterested.

"Enough," James replied with a mischievous grin.

You huff, putting your things away and as soon as you look at the boy in front of you, they start laughing together.

It had been a different night, but you discovered a lot of things.

─duda.

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