a/n: disclaimer: this blog is not for draco, i just wanted to write for draco but i will write for other characters too
warnings: manipulative sad boi draco, underage drinking, swearing ig, this is unedited so pls be kind, thank you
summary: you gave him too many chances
word count: 1k
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I promise I’ll change hmm…
How many times have you ever heard those words come out from the same lips, from Draco Malfoy’s lips
He always says those when he did something that might hurt you, but he’s doing it over and over again. I will never be an asshole again, I promise. The moment he says ‘I promise’, you will melt and will believe every lie he said
Of course, he promised so he will never do it again, a promise shouldn’t be broken.
“Your boyfriend’s drunk again,” you heard your friend shout from the top of her lungs, the commonroom was filled with loud sound and chattering “and eyeing someone again,” she continued to shout whilst drinking her whiskey every yell
You didn’t respond and the only thing you could do was to look at your boyfriend’s dancing figure and a girl clinging on his body like a leech. Tears started to flow from your eyes down your chin
I promise I promise, I promise. In the end, it was all just words from a liar’s mouth
Unconsciously, you walk forward them with your fist folded. Every pace you make, the faster your heart is pounding, the closer they got to each other
You did something you don’t know you could do, your hands ran up to the girl’s hair and grab it fistful. As if the girl was not there you yank her away and face the tall, pale, blond boy who were shocked. Ignoring the gasp from the other student you spoke “Let’s talk,”
“Hey, hey let me explain,” he quickly said after following you outside, his eyes were painted with worry. Afraid that you might leave him that you might cry, that he might hurt you again. Which he did.
“I don’t need an explanation, Draco,” you spat dangerously, but your body couldn’t move. Your heart is bursting with resentment and sting. You wanted to end this but you’re sure as hell you will be the one who will miss him the most “Let’s end this,” risking it wouldn’t hurt him
That’s what you thought, not until you heard a light sob from him “please,” his voice was soft as a pillow “you know I can’t find nobody else as good as you,” sob, sob, sob until he got on his knees and hold your waist. “I need you to stay,” he never did this before, you know he’s in pain but you also know damn well that he’s manipulative
“One. Last. Chance,” how foolish of you. How many times have you ever said those? But you still gave him another chance
For the last few weeks, you can say that he’d improved. He always helps you with your homework and always peppering you with kisses and so on. They said once a cheater, always a cheater, he might not have cheated on you sexually but he does mentally
“Draco!” you snapped at him when you see him looking at someone
“s-sorry I was just thinking,” he said making an alibi which you didn’t buy that much but you still wanted to believe that he’s changed
Weeks have passed and the old Draco came back, the deceitful one. The coldness hit your cheeks, he said he will make it up to you. He wanted to take you on a date at least once a week, that’s why you’re at Madam Puddifoot’s waiting for your boyfriend
Other Hogwarts students started to come and go but a blond Malfoy is nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn’t deserve all the chances you gave him.
At last, you decided to go back to the castle instead of waiting for him. Too many sacrifices are made and too much pain had suffered, enough is enough, another chance was not worth to give and it’ll never be worth it if the person you had given a chance is always tossing it away
But your heart is always ready to forgive and to grieve another pain for him not until
“draco?” all you can do is whisper his name, you can’t move an inch as you saw the person who caused you pain is doing something to hurt you again. That’s the reason why he didn’t show up, because of another girl. Because of a temporary happiness
His arms are wrapped around her much smaller waist and the other are holding her neck to deepen the kiss. Both of their eyes are shut and their lips are dancing in harmony like he wanted it forever. He forgot everything for an impermanent pleasure
“Is it good?” what kind of question is that? But you ask it anyway the moment you arrived in front of them. You felt a cold zephyr again like what you felt outside earlier but this time, it’s in your heart that causing it to suffer more
“y-y/n?” draco spoke in a raspy voice, “let me explain, love,” blah blah blah, you already saw it! What else do you need to hear?
“we’re over,” you said it again but this time it’s real and no hesitation. All those pain you’ve suffered and all those chances he chose to jerk away, another chance wouldn’t heal anything
Draco called you continuously but you didn’t turn back, he called you but never ran for you. He’s not in love, he just wanted to feel your existence and the attention you’re giving him
“Please don’t leave me,” you know it’s a shit idea, but you waited for him at the commonroom “i can’t live without you,” that’s when you know, he’s not worth it
Beg, beg, beg, he begged you but all you can do is to stand there and remain silent. He stood up and hold both of your cheeks, he kissed you, he moved his lips in hopes you will reciprocate it but you didn’t
“h-hey,” he chuckles bitterly as you wipe the saliva on your mouth “hey, I love you, I’m sorry, I’ll change I promise,” promises are not rules but it was meant to be broken… for him.
You turn away from him and didn’t say anything, it’s over. He will never change.
A/N: It was pretty boring for me, but uh anyway, this is a part of @/rcwenaclaw’s 1.5k writing challenge, it’s Soulmate AU
Warning(s): bold Harry || Bad English || (tell me if I missed something)
Reader’s gender is unidentified (gender-neutral)
Written in 2nd Person POV
Word Count: 1.5k
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Eleven years old Harry doesn’t believe in soulmates, Living in a cruel world pushed him to where soulmates are rubbish
Yet, seeing the number zero composed on his wrist, he appeared to get confounded. The day he turned ten, his wrist burn like somebody was cutting deep through it, when he fluttered his eyes open he saw a number zero on his bleeding wrist
He attempted to see whether his uncle and aunt have one, he even looked at his cousin’s wrist yet he didn’t see anything
Rescued by Hagrid and finding that he is a wizard at eleven years old, he let out a soothed sigh the second he arrived at the train station
The only problem is, he had no clue about where is the platform 9 ¾ until he saw a group of red-heads with a similar cart he’s pushing
He needed to asked where is the platform yet his eyes were met with shining eyes of yours
You’re not quite the same as the redheads he got a sight of, the first time when he ventured inside the train station. You’re not like one of them, however, a ginger freckled young girl is holding your hands
After arriving at Hogwarts, Harry was so astounded by the atmosphere and he didn’t see that the zero on his wrist went to a straight line
Frankly, soulmates for him is rubbish so he doesn’t attempt to look at his skinny wrist to check on the off chance that he had met his
First-year at Hogwarts was chaotic for Harry, an eleven years old battling the dark lord appears to be abnormal however he did it. Nothing is typical with regards to the Chosen One
Second-year was somewhat unexpected when he met another friend, a house-elf. However, he doesn’t actually think if he’s actually a friend
Twelve years of age Harry at the Burrow saw Ron’s wrist and the number he got composed on his wrist is fifteen, it got him inquisitive, and took a look at his
The moment he took a gander at his wrist, you and Ginny race down to the kitchen, Harry saw his wrist’s number shifted to number two
He swears he saw you arrived first, but he is not sure if it’s you or Ginny. You sat beside Ron as Harry’s emerald eyes is still looking at Ginny’s brown ones
Since you and your parents move to Ottery St. Catchpole, you have been close to Ginny. Her parents and yours are saying that the two of you were practically twins
Sharing that both of you catch an interest to the scar-head boy, the two of you promise to each other the no hard feelings if one of them got chose by Harry
You agreed, thinking that he is the one you’re looking for. As a kid, you saw your parents loved each other so much, you really wanted to meet your soulmate as soon as possible. Seeing how love around your parents is strong.
The smile painted all over your face when you saw your one moved to two, however, you don’t have the foggiest idea when did that thing occur
Your and Ginny’s first year at Hogwarts is not what you wanted, Ginny’s attention turned to a diary. Instead of hanging out, she was busy writing and scribbling things on the diary
But the good thing is you can see your number increase when you got to Hogwarts
Excited to meet your soulmate, every minute you’re looking at your wrist every time you passed on someone
Thirteen years old Harry forgot about the soulmate thing, he just focused on his adventure every year and doesn’t have time for that ‘rubbish’
Though, he’s always taking a glance at his wrist every time he passed Ginny. You and Ginny were attached to the hip, which makes it hard for Harry to identify who is his soulmate. Not that he cares
“You think Ginny’s my soulmate?” Harry and Hermione traveled time and hiding behind the large rock when Harry blurted out
“no time for that, Harry” annoyance painted on Hermione’s face, eyebrows knitted whilst she’s focusing
You can admit it, it’s not crushing, right? You don’t have a crush on the Chosen One, you love him. You tried to stop the feelings because you believe in yourself that Harry is not the one for you, he’s not the reason why the number on your hands is shifting
“do you know who your soulmate is?” out of the blue, you spoke to Ginny
“Yeah!” Ginny said, dust pink is showing on her cheeks and her eyes were lit up, she’s also fidgeting her hands on the hem of her knitted jumper “but I don’t want to tell him” She pointed lazily at Dean Thomas who was talking at Seamus animatedly
“How did you know?” You asked Ginny, furrowing. After seconds, she spoke
“It’s an accident, actually, I was looking at my wrist in the middle of the hallway then it shifted, he’s the only one in there with me,” Ginny explained avoiding your gaze
You just nodded accordingly, If Ginny’s soulmate is Dean Thomas then who is Harry Potter’s soulmate?
Fourteen years old Harry got a little bit interested in his soulmate since he heard that there will be a Yule Ball coming. As Harry grew older, he’s become more and more interested in the number carved on his wrist
Sometimes, he’s asking himself what is love, but with every glance at his arm he’s taking, he’s answering his own question. Maybe love is a mystery, A mystery wherein you need a patient to taste the lifetime happiness
The scar-head boy is catching a bit of feeling for you, but he knows it’s forbidden. He knows he must love his soulmate
It wasn’t really hard to fall in love with you, It’s actually hard to stop his feelings for you while thinking that someday he will watch you marry your soulmate. That’s not him
You ended up taking George to the Yule Ball, but his eyes lingered on someone else, so do you
There are only a few people who believe in fifteen years old Harry, you’re one of them. You join Dumbledore’s Army because you wanted to fight back
Harry still believe that one of you and Ginny is his soulmate, but watching Ginny being close with Dean Thomas, he’s doubting that she is his soulmate
Until he saw her kissing Dean, but his wrist doesn’t move the count. Now he’s sure that you (maybe) is his soulmate
You were the only one who comforts him at the moment Sirius Black died, he wasn’t even sure that you’re his soulmate (even if it’s obvious), but he was sure that he is in love with you
five years of waiting, your soulmate is nowhere to find, looking at your wrist it’s nearing one-hundred
Sixteen years old Harry is now eager to find his soulmate, his theory is leading him to you, but his heart is stopping him from believing
Being poor in Potions, you decided to assist Professor Slughorn. You were there in all his classes, monitoring students if they’re doing well
“Ahh, Harry my boy I’m beginning to worry,” you heard the name of the person that can stop your world at the sight of him
Finally, you look at your wrist as you watch the number shifted to ninety-nine. Is it Ron? or Harry?
hidden from your knowledge, Harry was looking at his wrist too “my soulmate’s here, mate” he whispered to Ron
“where?” Ron whispered back looking around as Harry shrugged his shoulder absentmindedly
Harry got a plan to make sure that it was you, his real soulmate. Writing on a piece of paper and send it to you via someone else’s owl telling you to meet him at the Quidditch Pitch
You hesitate at first but you decided to come. Harry was looking at his wrist the whole time, sitting on one of the benches
The number slowly shifted to a hundredth “hey!” he heard you, he lifted his face to face you
His eyes were looking at the windows of your soul “h-hi” he stuttered
“you’re waiting for someone?” you asked him sitting beside him, putting your hands on the top of your lap as he nodded lazily
“you,” He said softly, his eyes were happy but his face is hiding it “you’re my-“
“-soulmate, yeah!” you cut him off but you got astonished when you felt a hand cupping your jaw, your lips are touching his soft ones. Your eyes were wide open but you slowly closed them when his lips begin to move softly begging you to reciprocate
You obliged, moving your lips. Is this the lifetime happiness Harry was yearning for? Definitely!
He felt something flipped inside his stomach while your hands are traveling around his messy black hair
You pull away from each other smiling “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time” you said panting still holding the back of his neck softly
“so… do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?” He asked holding both of your cheeks as you nodded and your forehead is still resting on his
BONUS:
You didn’t know that someone is watching you and Harry from afar
“I told you!” said Ron as Ginny handed a galleon to him
a/n: disclaimer: this blog is not for draco, i just wanted to write for draco but i will write for other characters too
warnings: manipulative sad boi draco, underage drinking, swearing ig, this is unedited so pls be kind, thank you
summary: you gave him too many chances
word count: 1k
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I promise I’ll change hmm…
How many times have you ever heard those words come out from the same lips, from Draco Malfoy’s lips
He always says those when he did something that might hurt you, but he’s doing it over and over again. I will never be an asshole again, I promise. The moment he says ‘I promise’, you will melt and will believe every lie he said
Of course, he promised so he will never do it again, a promise shouldn’t be broken.
“Your boyfriend’s drunk again,” you heard your friend shout from the top of her lungs, the commonroom was filled with loud sound and chattering “and eyeing someone again,” she continued to shout whilst drinking her whiskey every yell
You didn’t respond and the only thing you could do was to look at your boyfriend’s dancing figure and a girl clinging on his body like a leech. Tears started to flow from your eyes down your chin
I promise I promise, I promise. In the end, it was all just words from a liar’s mouth
Unconsciously, you walk forward them with your fist folded. Every pace you make, the faster your heart is pounding, the closer they got to each other
You did something you don’t know you could do, your hands ran up to the girl’s hair and grab it fistful. As if the girl was not there you yank her away and face the tall, pale, blond boy who were shocked. Ignoring the gasp from the other student you spoke “Let’s talk,”
“Hey, hey let me explain,” he quickly said after following you outside, his eyes were painted with worry. Afraid that you might leave him that you might cry, that he might hurt you again. Which he did.
“I don’t need an explanation, Draco,” you spat dangerously, but your body couldn’t move. Your heart is bursting with resentment and sting. You wanted to end this but you’re sure as hell you will be the one who will miss him the most “Let’s end this,” risking it wouldn’t hurt him
That’s what you thought, not until you heard a light sob from him “please,” his voice was soft as a pillow “you know I can’t find nobody else as good as you,” sob, sob, sob until he got on his knees and hold your waist. “I need you to stay,” he never did this before, you know he’s in pain but you also know damn well that he’s manipulative
“One. Last. Chance,” how foolish of you. How many times have you ever said those? But you still gave him another chance
For the last few weeks, you can say that he’d improved. He always helps you with your homework and always peppering you with kisses and so on. They said once a cheater, always a cheater, he might not have cheated on you sexually but he does mentally
“Draco!” you snapped at him when you see him looking at someone
“s-sorry I was just thinking,” he said making an alibi which you didn’t buy that much but you still wanted to believe that he’s changed
Weeks have passed and the old Draco came back, the deceitful one. The coldness hit your cheeks, he said he will make it up to you. He wanted to take you on a date at least once a week, that’s why you’re at Madam Puddifoot’s waiting for your boyfriend
Other Hogwarts students started to come and go but a blond Malfoy is nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn’t deserve all the chances you gave him.
At last, you decided to go back to the castle instead of waiting for him. Too many sacrifices are made and too much pain had suffered, enough is enough, another chance was not worth to give and it’ll never be worth it if the person you had given a chance is always tossing it away
But your heart is always ready to forgive and to grieve another pain for him not until
“draco?” all you can do is whisper his name, you can’t move an inch as you saw the person who caused you pain is doing something to hurt you again. That’s the reason why he didn’t show up, because of another girl. Because of a temporary happiness
His arms are wrapped around her much smaller waist and the other are holding her neck to deepen the kiss. Both of their eyes are shut and their lips are dancing in harmony like he wanted it forever. He forgot everything for an impermanent pleasure
“Is it good?” what kind of question is that? But you ask it anyway the moment you arrived in front of them. You felt a cold zephyr again like what you felt outside earlier but this time, it’s in your heart that causing it to suffer more
“y-y/n?” draco spoke in a raspy voice, “let me explain, love,” blah blah blah, you already saw it! What else do you need to hear?
“we’re over,” you said it again but this time it’s real and no hesitation. All those pain you’ve suffered and all those chances he chose to jerk away, another chance wouldn’t heal anything
Draco called you continuously but you didn’t turn back, he called you but never ran for you. He’s not in love, he just wanted to feel your existence and the attention you’re giving him
“Please don’t leave me,” you know it’s a shit idea, but you waited for him at the commonroom “i can’t live without you,” that’s when you know, he’s not worth it
Beg, beg, beg, he begged you but all you can do is to stand there and remain silent. He stood up and hold both of your cheeks, he kissed you, he moved his lips in hopes you will reciprocate it but you didn’t
“h-hey,” he chuckles bitterly as you wipe the saliva on your mouth “hey, I love you, I’m sorry, I’ll change I promise,” promises are not rules but it was meant to be broken… for him.
You turn away from him and didn’t say anything, it’s over. He will never change.
Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader (ft. the Marauders and Dumbledore)
Warnings: angst, fluff
Words: 1.6k
A/N: I'm back with a Sirius fic requested by @ashleygrrrl! This one was a blast to write and it was fun getting to work on a fic from the HP universe again. I hope you all enjoyed it, please make sure to let me know what you think!
You nudged Sirius with your elbow, jerking him out of the stupor he had fallen into during the planning of the latest Order mission. His wand, which he had been holding loosely between his fingers, fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Were you even listening?" Remus asked, fixing Sirius with a disapproving glare.
"Yeah, totally. Go in, stop Death Eater attack, get out. Simple enough to me," Sirius said with a lackadaisical shrug.
A muscle in Remus's jaw twitched. "This is serious-"
"No, I'm Sirius," Sirius said, lips tugging up in a smirk.
"If you don't take this seriously, Sirius, you're going to get yourself killed, or one of us!" Remus exclaimed, red creeping up his neck as he shoved back his chair and stood. "This isn't a game!"
"Settle down, mate," James said, putting a restraining hand on Remus's arm. "Nobody is dying on this mission."
"We always appreciate your optimism, James," Dumbledore said, pulling the attention back towards him.
"I'll fill Sirius in on anything he's missed after this," you said.
"Thank you, Y/N," Dumbledore said with a smile. "There's only a few more things to address. Remus, if you will take your seat again, we'll be through in time for dinner."
Remus sat, determinedly ignoring Sirius, who accepted his fallen wand from you with a smile and a wink.
"You really should pay better attention in the meetings, Sirius," you said later, after you had given him an abbreviated version of the Order meeting that had taken place earlier.
"It's not my fault they're dry as dirt, love," Sirius said, twirling his wand between his fingers. "Moony has got his tail in a twist over nothing."
"I think he has a point," you said, ignoring the pet name he so often used. You and Sirius had been friends, and nothing more, since third year. He took to the using the endearment with you in fifth year, and by now you had learned to all but ignore it. If he meant something of it, he would have said something by now. Sirius Black was hardly one for subtlety.
"These missions are always dangerous, especially ones like these. Plans, no matter how well-laid, always go out the window when the real fight starts. So why bother paying attention to begin with?" he asked. Sirius didn't miss your pensive expression. "Settle down, nobody is going to die. We all have each other's backs. You're becoming as bad as Moony."
"I will never be as bad as Moony," you said, smiling in spite of yourself.
Sirius smiled, too. "There's the smile. Everything will be fine, love, you'll see."
Everything was not fine.
Sirius was right, though. Plans never held in the heat of battle. There was only surviving long enough to cast another spell.
There were more Death Eaters than anticipated. What should have been an even fight became Order members outnumbered two-to-one. You were back to back with Remus, defensively dueling against an onslaught of dark spells and working in attacks of your own wherever possible.
You were clutching your wand so tightly you were afraid it might break, finally stunning one of your two attackers. Sweat beaded on your forehead as you cast spell after spell. Finally, you managed to disarm with a well-cast Expelliarmus and stunned the second Death Eater even as his wand was still sailing through the air and into your hand.
"Well done!" Remus shouted from behind you, using the distraction of your disarming spell to successfully stun his second attacker.
"Thanks," you panted, just dodging a wayward streak of red light that was cast by one of the three Death Eaters James was dueling.
"I'll help James, you go," Remus said. This was a losing battle if you had ever seen one, and half the Order members had taken the first opportunity to apparate safely away on Dumbledore's orders, but you wouldn't leave your friends to fend for themselves.
"I'm not leaving you. I'll help Sirius. Good luck!" you said, your eyes skimming the chaotic frenzy. Finally you spotted Sirius across the room, locked in a fast-paced duel with two Death Eaters who were casting spells almost quicker than Sirius could defend.
Remus nodded, the two of you heading off through the battle, dodging spells and stepping over stunned figures. You stunned a Death Eater from behind as you sprinted across the room, barely acknowledging Lily's shout of thanks.
You saw the Death Eater cast the spell before Sirius did, the green streak of light shooting straight towards Sirius. He wouldn't be able to stop or dodge it in time, that much you knew. You cast the first spell you could think of that would knock Sirius out of the spell's path, the force of the Expelliarmus sending him smashing back into the wall.
You used the shock of the Death Eaters to your advantage, shooting several stunners that they were forced to dodge or block instead of attacking. You snatched Sirius's wand from the ground as you sprinted past, casting a strong shield charm that sent two dark curses ricocheting back towards their casters.
You heard the crack of two separate apparations behind you as you reached Sirius, who had just stumbled back to his feet, grabbed his arm, and turned on the spot, the disastrous battle disappearing as the two of you landed sprawling on soft grass.
Sirius groaned, hand reaching up to clutch the back of his head, and you forced yourself back up on your feet. You were still clutching the wands of both Sirius and the Death Eater you had disarmed in your non-wand hand.
"You alright?" you asked, offering Sirius's wand to him. He pushed himself up into a sit.
"Think so," he said, pulling his hand back from his head. It was bright with blood. "Ow."
"Hold still," you told him, kneeling down to examine the injury. It was bleeding but didn't look deep. "Episkey," you said, pointing your wand at the shallow gash. Satisfied with how it healed, you cast Turgeo to siphon away the blood.
"Thanks," Sirius said, carefully prodding the now-healed area. "Are you alright?"
You took an opportunity to stand and do a quick inventory of yourself, and besides a few shallow scrapes you were unharmed. "Just fine. Thankfully."
"Good. Good," Sirius said, finally heaving himself to his feet. "What were you thinking?"
"What?" you asked, taken off guard by the question and his shift in tone.
"You could have gotten killed because of me. What were you thinking?" he demanded.
Anger stirred in your chest. "I was thinking I would save you from being killed!"
"You had a chance to leave, you should have taken it! I had it under control," Sirius snapped.
You scoffed. "Under control? You would have taken that killing curse straight to the chest if it weren't for me. I wasn't about to get yourself killed when I could save you!"
"You could have gotten yourself killed," he said lowly, more serious than you had ever heard him. "Don't ever risk your own life because of me."
"You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do, Sirius," you spat. "I saved your life, you should be grateful!"
"I am! But not when it means you could have been killed because of me."
"Those are the risks we take, Sirius! We take those risks every time we leave for a mission, every time we walk out our front doors. Of course I'll risk my life for you, and I'd do the same thing again!"
"I'm not worth it!" Sirius yelled, waving his hands as if you would somehow comprehend what he was trying to say. "I'm not worth saving, not when it's between me and you! Why are you making this so difficult when all I'm trying to do is keep you safe?"
"Because I love you!" The phrase ripped out of you, unbidden, and for several seconds there was nothing but the sound of rustling leaves and your rapid breathing.
Sirius's eyes were wide, pools of darkness in the light of the half-moon, and he seemed speechless for the first time in his life. You knew you had made a mistake.
"Just forget it, Sirius," you said hollowly, stepping back.
"Y/N, wait." His hand closed around your wrist. His grasp was loose; you could have pulled away if you wanted, but you didn't. "Wait."
"We can just forget it," you said again. Your heart wasn't in it.
"Can't you see?" he whispered, expression one you hadn't seen him wear before. "Can't you see that everything I do is because I love you too?"
All you could hear was your heart pounding loudly in your ears. "What?"
"You think I haven't been in love with you since you hexed me in fifth year? You think I call you 'love' just for laughs? You think I do whatever I can to protect you, take curses that were meant for you, just because I can?"
You were hyperaware of Sirius's hand, still closed around your wrist. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Merlin, Y/N, I thought you knew. I thought you knew and didn't feel the same, but I kept doing my best to protect you anyway because I could never forgive myself if anything happened to you."
"You're an even bigger idiot than I thought, Sirius Black," you said, a laugh bubbling in your chest.
"That may be so, but I am your idiot," he said. His eyes were dancing in the moonlight. He had never looked so attractive.
You stepped closer, your chests nearly touching, faces close enough that you could feel his breath fanning across your face. "Is my idiot going to shut up and kiss me, or will I have to kiss him myself?"
"He'll do it," Sirius said, lips in a smirk as he closed the small distance to press his lips against yours.
And that’s a wrap folks! This is the final comic of my senior project, ‘Momo Musings’ :D I’m so glad it was well received and that encourages me to make more in the future! Thank you again and I hope you have a lovely day!
a/n: special thanks to my friend @randombullshitnickname for helping me write this blurb. I think this would be my last fic before taking a break
warning: death eater attack
word count: 700+
i think the reader is a gender-neutral | first-person POV
Serving drinks to everyone every night sure takes its toll on you. I guess I should have thought of that before I applied, but then again, what else would a girl my age do to get money?...no. not that.
Working in one of the cafés at Hogsmead sure has its ups and downs, but there's always something that keeps me going, or rather, someone. When the bell on the door rings right as the first beam of sunshine hits the floorboards, Harry happens to be the most beautiful part of the morning. His smile always makes my day. He might actually be the only reason why I haven't left this minimum wage heck-hole.
One busy morning, however, it seems as though the sun did not shine on our cafe. Hours have passed since sunrise, and he's yet to arrive. Maybe he's just not in the mood for coffee, maybe I'm just overworking myself, or maybe I just need to yawn take a quick nap.
As the quickest nap in the world abruptly ends, the sound of a bunch of lunatics fills the café.
No one spoke, the Death Eaters invade the whole café, green lights flying around from their wands killing people and most of the Patrons are either dead or taken. First, my chosen one doesn't arrive, and now THIS! And just as I was about to hide under the tables, the most unexpected thing happened! Is this real? Am I dreaming?! With a swish of his wand, Harry takes down the Death Eaters saving the day.
He walks up to me, with visible concern in his eyes; "are you alright?" He asked me, concern painted in his eyes. As I struggled to even let out a syllable, he hugged me, saying "I don't know what I would've done if anything happened to you." Oh, pinch me if I'm dreaming. I can't believe what I'm hearing! I knew it, I knew it! I love him and he loves me too.
It didn't take a while before Harry asked me to go out with him. He would often take me to places I've never even seen before, and tell me things that would brighten up my darkest days. I would give up everything just to spend the rest of my days with him.
But then, the day came when he knelt in front of me, ring in hand, and asked me to be his wife forever and always. You can't even imagine how happy I was just hearing these words from him. I was certainly living the dream the day he told everyone that he would gladly be with me through sickness and in health, even when poor or with wealth.
"I do." I look back at these moments and think, "I lived a good life, and I could not have wished any better." Harry looks me in the eyes, with a bright wide smile on his face. He hugged me and pulled me close, just as he said "You've taken quite a nap, haven't you?" Confused would be an understatement, I wondered what he was talking about?
"Come on, you have drinks to serve. Come help me with this!" My co-worker Andy whispering to me, as a flock of customers enters the cafe.
"No, no, no, no, NO!!!" Devastated, I woke up in reality, my reality. The old wooden café in Hogsmead turns to a modern café named Luchino Café. So modern and it’s telling me that Harry is nowhere to be found "Please tell me this isn't real, I'm dreaming... This is all just a nightmare!" Heartbroken, I stood up and started to Help Andy disinterestedly
Then, just as everything became clear, there he was. He opened the door to the cafe, with his arm around another girl. Oh, it was a dream. Why did I have to wake up? Why did it have to end? Could I really live in a world, where none of the best days of my life ever existed? It was all just a dream. Funny how we dream when we fall asleep, and wake up to a nightmare. Have I been a little bit braver? Have I been a little bit earlier?
Maybe my dream would've been a reality, but no. Our minds tend to play the nastiest tricks on us, and this heck-hole really took its toll on me. Maybe I just need to take a nap. Maybe next time, I won't have to come back to this reality…
“I’ll order some coffee for us, love” he spoke, eyes glistening whilst looking at the beautiful red-head woman beside her holding a kid who looks exactly like him.
a/n: disclaimer: this blog is not for draco, i just wanted to write for draco but i will write for other characters too
warnings: manipulative sad boi draco, underage drinking, swearing ig, this is unedited so pls be kind, thank you
summary: you gave him too many chances
word count: 1k
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I promise I’ll change hmm…
How many times have you ever heard those words come out from the same lips, from Draco Malfoy’s lips
He always says those when he did something that might hurt you, but he’s doing it over and over again. I will never be an asshole again, I promise. The moment he says ‘I promise’, you will melt and will believe every lie he said
Of course, he promised so he will never do it again, a promise shouldn’t be broken.
“Your boyfriend’s drunk again,” you heard your friend shout from the top of her lungs, the commonroom was filled with loud sound and chattering “and eyeing someone again,” she continued to shout whilst drinking her whiskey every yell
You didn’t respond and the only thing you could do was to look at your boyfriend’s dancing figure and a girl clinging on his body like a leech. Tears started to flow from your eyes down your chin
I promise I promise, I promise. In the end, it was all just words from a liar’s mouth
Unconsciously, you walk forward them with your fist folded. Every pace you make, the faster your heart is pounding, the closer they got to each other
You did something you don’t know you could do, your hands ran up to the girl’s hair and grab it fistful. As if the girl was not there you yank her away and face the tall, pale, blond boy who were shocked. Ignoring the gasp from the other student you spoke “Let’s talk,”
“Hey, hey let me explain,” he quickly said after following you outside, his eyes were painted with worry. Afraid that you might leave him that you might cry, that he might hurt you again. Which he did.
“I don’t need an explanation, Draco,” you spat dangerously, but your body couldn’t move. Your heart is bursting with resentment and sting. You wanted to end this but you’re sure as hell you will be the one who will miss him the most “Let’s end this,” risking it wouldn’t hurt him
That’s what you thought, not until you heard a light sob from him “please,” his voice was soft as a pillow “you know I can’t find nobody else as good as you,” sob, sob, sob until he got on his knees and hold your waist. “I need you to stay,” he never did this before, you know he’s in pain but you also know damn well that he’s manipulative
“One. Last. Chance,” how foolish of you. How many times have you ever said those? But you still gave him another chance
For the last few weeks, you can say that he’d improved. He always helps you with your homework and always peppering you with kisses and so on. They said once a cheater, always a cheater, he might not have cheated on you sexually but he does mentally
“Draco!” you snapped at him when you see him looking at someone
“s-sorry I was just thinking,” he said making an alibi which you didn’t buy that much but you still wanted to believe that he’s changed
Weeks have passed and the old Draco came back, the deceitful one. The coldness hit your cheeks, he said he will make it up to you. He wanted to take you on a date at least once a week, that’s why you’re at Madam Puddifoot’s waiting for your boyfriend
Other Hogwarts students started to come and go but a blond Malfoy is nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn’t deserve all the chances you gave him.
At last, you decided to go back to the castle instead of waiting for him. Too many sacrifices are made and too much pain had suffered, enough is enough, another chance was not worth to give and it’ll never be worth it if the person you had given a chance is always tossing it away
But your heart is always ready to forgive and to grieve another pain for him not until
“draco?” all you can do is whisper his name, you can’t move an inch as you saw the person who caused you pain is doing something to hurt you again. That’s the reason why he didn’t show up, because of another girl. Because of a temporary happiness
His arms are wrapped around her much smaller waist and the other are holding her neck to deepen the kiss. Both of their eyes are shut and their lips are dancing in harmony like he wanted it forever. He forgot everything for an impermanent pleasure
“Is it good?” what kind of question is that? But you ask it anyway the moment you arrived in front of them. You felt a cold zephyr again like what you felt outside earlier but this time, it’s in your heart that causing it to suffer more
“y-y/n?” draco spoke in a raspy voice, “let me explain, love,” blah blah blah, you already saw it! What else do you need to hear?
“we’re over,” you said it again but this time it’s real and no hesitation. All those pain you’ve suffered and all those chances he chose to jerk away, another chance wouldn’t heal anything
Draco called you continuously but you didn’t turn back, he called you but never ran for you. He’s not in love, he just wanted to feel your existence and the attention you’re giving him
“Please don’t leave me,” you know it’s a shit idea, but you waited for him at the commonroom “i can’t live without you,” that’s when you know, he’s not worth it
Beg, beg, beg, he begged you but all you can do is to stand there and remain silent. He stood up and hold both of your cheeks, he kissed you, he moved his lips in hopes you will reciprocate it but you didn’t
“h-hey,” he chuckles bitterly as you wipe the saliva on your mouth “hey, I love you, I’m sorry, I’ll change I promise,” promises are not rules but it was meant to be broken… for him.
You turn away from him and didn’t say anything, it’s over. He will never change.
a/n: disclaimer: this blog is not for draco, i just wanted to write for draco but i will write for other characters too
warnings: manipulative sad boi draco, underage drinking, swearing ig, this is unedited so pls be kind, thank you
summary: you gave him too many chances
word count: 1k
~~~~~
I promise I’ll change hmm…
How many times have you ever heard those words come out from the same lips, from Draco Malfoy’s lips
He always says those when he did something that might hurt you, but he’s doing it over and over again. I will never be an asshole again, I promise. The moment he says ‘I promise’, you will melt and will believe every lie he said
Of course, he promised so he will never do it again, a promise shouldn’t be broken.
“Your boyfriend’s drunk again,” you heard your friend shout from the top of her lungs, the commonroom was filled with loud sound and chattering “and eyeing someone again,” she continued to shout whilst drinking her whiskey every yell
You didn’t respond and the only thing you could do was to look at your boyfriend’s dancing figure and a girl clinging on his body like a leech. Tears started to flow from your eyes down your chin
I promise I promise, I promise. In the end, it was all just words from a liar’s mouth
Unconsciously, you walk forward them with your fist folded. Every pace you make, the faster your heart is pounding, the closer they got to each other
You did something you don’t know you could do, your hands ran up to the girl’s hair and grab it fistful. As if the girl was not there you yank her away and face the tall, pale, blond boy who were shocked. Ignoring the gasp from the other student you spoke “Let’s talk,”
“Hey, hey let me explain,” he quickly said after following you outside, his eyes were painted with worry. Afraid that you might leave him that you might cry, that he might hurt you again. Which he did.
“I don’t need an explanation, Draco,” you spat dangerously, but your body couldn’t move. Your heart is bursting with resentment and sting. You wanted to end this but you’re sure as hell you will be the one who will miss him the most “Let’s end this,” risking it wouldn’t hurt him
That’s what you thought, not until you heard a light sob from him “please,” his voice was soft as a pillow “you know I can’t find nobody else as good as you,” sob, sob, sob until he got on his knees and hold your waist. “I need you to stay,” he never did this before, you know he’s in pain but you also know damn well that he’s manipulative
“One. Last. Chance,” how foolish of you. How many times have you ever said those? But you still gave him another chance
For the last few weeks, you can say that he’d improved. He always helps you with your homework and always peppering you with kisses and so on. They said once a cheater, always a cheater, he might not have cheated on you sexually but he does mentally
“Draco!” you snapped at him when you see him looking at someone
“s-sorry I was just thinking,” he said making an alibi which you didn’t buy that much but you still wanted to believe that he’s changed
Weeks have passed and the old Draco came back, the deceitful one. The coldness hit your cheeks, he said he will make it up to you. He wanted to take you on a date at least once a week, that’s why you’re at Madam Puddifoot’s waiting for your boyfriend
Other Hogwarts students started to come and go but a blond Malfoy is nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn’t deserve all the chances you gave him.
At last, you decided to go back to the castle instead of waiting for him. Too many sacrifices are made and too much pain had suffered, enough is enough, another chance was not worth to give and it’ll never be worth it if the person you had given a chance is always tossing it away
But your heart is always ready to forgive and to grieve another pain for him not until
“draco?” all you can do is whisper his name, you can’t move an inch as you saw the person who caused you pain is doing something to hurt you again. That’s the reason why he didn’t show up, because of another girl. Because of a temporary happiness
His arms are wrapped around her much smaller waist and the other are holding her neck to deepen the kiss. Both of their eyes are shut and their lips are dancing in harmony like he wanted it forever. He forgot everything for an impermanent pleasure
“Is it good?” what kind of question is that? But you ask it anyway the moment you arrived in front of them. You felt a cold zephyr again like what you felt outside earlier but this time, it’s in your heart that causing it to suffer more
“y-y/n?” draco spoke in a raspy voice, “let me explain, love,” blah blah blah, you already saw it! What else do you need to hear?
“we’re over,” you said it again but this time it’s real and no hesitation. All those pain you’ve suffered and all those chances he chose to jerk away, another chance wouldn’t heal anything
Draco called you continuously but you didn’t turn back, he called you but never ran for you. He’s not in love, he just wanted to feel your existence and the attention you’re giving him
“Please don’t leave me,” you know it’s a shit idea, but you waited for him at the commonroom “i can’t live without you,” that’s when you know, he’s not worth it
Beg, beg, beg, he begged you but all you can do is to stand there and remain silent. He stood up and hold both of your cheeks, he kissed you, he moved his lips in hopes you will reciprocate it but you didn’t
“h-hey,” he chuckles bitterly as you wipe the saliva on your mouth “hey, I love you, I’m sorry, I’ll change I promise,” promises are not rules but it was meant to be broken… for him.
You turn away from him and didn’t say anything, it’s over. He will never change.
a/n: disclaimer: this blog is not for draco, i just wanted to write for draco but i will write for other characters too
warnings: manipulative sad boi draco, underage drinking, swearing ig, this is unedited so pls be kind, thank you
summary: you gave him too many chances
word count: 1k
~~~~~
I promise I’ll change hmm…
How many times have you ever heard those words come out from the same lips, from Draco Malfoy’s lips
He always says those when he did something that might hurt you, but he’s doing it over and over again. I will never be an asshole again, I promise. The moment he says ‘I promise’, you will melt and will believe every lie he said
Of course, he promised so he will never do it again, a promise shouldn’t be broken.
“Your boyfriend’s drunk again,” you heard your friend shout from the top of her lungs, the commonroom was filled with loud sound and chattering “and eyeing someone again,” she continued to shout whilst drinking her whiskey every yell
You didn’t respond and the only thing you could do was to look at your boyfriend’s dancing figure and a girl clinging on his body like a leech. Tears started to flow from your eyes down your chin
I promise I promise, I promise. In the end, it was all just words from a liar’s mouth
Unconsciously, you walk forward them with your fist folded. Every pace you make, the faster your heart is pounding, the closer they got to each other
You did something you don’t know you could do, your hands ran up to the girl’s hair and grab it fistful. As if the girl was not there you yank her away and face the tall, pale, blond boy who were shocked. Ignoring the gasp from the other student you spoke “Let’s talk,”
“Hey, hey let me explain,” he quickly said after following you outside, his eyes were painted with worry. Afraid that you might leave him that you might cry, that he might hurt you again. Which he did.
“I don’t need an explanation, Draco,” you spat dangerously, but your body couldn’t move. Your heart is bursting with resentment and sting. You wanted to end this but you’re sure as hell you will be the one who will miss him the most “Let’s end this,” risking it wouldn’t hurt him
That’s what you thought, not until you heard a light sob from him “please,” his voice was soft as a pillow “you know I can’t find nobody else as good as you,” sob, sob, sob until he got on his knees and hold your waist. “I need you to stay,” he never did this before, you know he’s in pain but you also know damn well that he’s manipulative
“One. Last. Chance,” how foolish of you. How many times have you ever said those? But you still gave him another chance
For the last few weeks, you can say that he’d improved. He always helps you with your homework and always peppering you with kisses and so on. They said once a cheater, always a cheater, he might not have cheated on you sexually but he does mentally
“Draco!” you snapped at him when you see him looking at someone
“s-sorry I was just thinking,” he said making an alibi which you didn’t buy that much but you still wanted to believe that he’s changed
Weeks have passed and the old Draco came back, the deceitful one. The coldness hit your cheeks, he said he will make it up to you. He wanted to take you on a date at least once a week, that’s why you’re at Madam Puddifoot’s waiting for your boyfriend
Other Hogwarts students started to come and go but a blond Malfoy is nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn’t deserve all the chances you gave him.
At last, you decided to go back to the castle instead of waiting for him. Too many sacrifices are made and too much pain had suffered, enough is enough, another chance was not worth to give and it’ll never be worth it if the person you had given a chance is always tossing it away
But your heart is always ready to forgive and to grieve another pain for him not until
“draco?” all you can do is whisper his name, you can’t move an inch as you saw the person who caused you pain is doing something to hurt you again. That’s the reason why he didn’t show up, because of another girl. Because of a temporary happiness
His arms are wrapped around her much smaller waist and the other are holding her neck to deepen the kiss. Both of their eyes are shut and their lips are dancing in harmony like he wanted it forever. He forgot everything for an impermanent pleasure
“Is it good?” what kind of question is that? But you ask it anyway the moment you arrived in front of them. You felt a cold zephyr again like what you felt outside earlier but this time, it’s in your heart that causing it to suffer more
“y-y/n?” draco spoke in a raspy voice, “let me explain, love,” blah blah blah, you already saw it! What else do you need to hear?
“we’re over,” you said it again but this time it’s real and no hesitation. All those pain you’ve suffered and all those chances he chose to jerk away, another chance wouldn’t heal anything
Draco called you continuously but you didn’t turn back, he called you but never ran for you. He’s not in love, he just wanted to feel your existence and the attention you’re giving him
“Please don’t leave me,” you know it’s a shit idea, but you waited for him at the commonroom “i can’t live without you,” that’s when you know, he’s not worth it
Beg, beg, beg, he begged you but all you can do is to stand there and remain silent. He stood up and hold both of your cheeks, he kissed you, he moved his lips in hopes you will reciprocate it but you didn’t
“h-hey,” he chuckles bitterly as you wipe the saliva on your mouth “hey, I love you, I’m sorry, I’ll change I promise,” promises are not rules but it was meant to be broken… for him.
You turn away from him and didn’t say anything, it’s over. He will never change.
a/n: disclaimer: this blog is not for draco, i just wanted to write for draco but i will write for other characters too
warnings: manipulative sad boi draco, underage drinking, swearing ig, this is unedited so pls be kind, thank you
summary: you gave him too many chances
word count: 1k
~~~~~
I promise I’ll change hmm…
How many times have you ever heard those words come out from the same lips, from Draco Malfoy’s lips
He always says those when he did something that might hurt you, but he’s doing it over and over again. I will never be an asshole again, I promise. The moment he says ‘I promise’, you will melt and will believe every lie he said
Of course, he promised so he will never do it again, a promise shouldn’t be broken.
“Your boyfriend’s drunk again,” you heard your friend shout from the top of her lungs, the commonroom was filled with loud sound and chattering “and eyeing someone again,” she continued to shout whilst drinking her whiskey every yell
You didn’t respond and the only thing you could do was to look at your boyfriend’s dancing figure and a girl clinging on his body like a leech. Tears started to flow from your eyes down your chin
I promise I promise, I promise. In the end, it was all just words from a liar’s mouth
Unconsciously, you walk forward them with your fist folded. Every pace you make, the faster your heart is pounding, the closer they got to each other
You did something you don’t know you could do, your hands ran up to the girl’s hair and grab it fistful. As if the girl was not there you yank her away and face the tall, pale, blond boy who were shocked. Ignoring the gasp from the other student you spoke “Let’s talk,”
“Hey, hey let me explain,” he quickly said after following you outside, his eyes were painted with worry. Afraid that you might leave him that you might cry, that he might hurt you again. Which he did.
“I don’t need an explanation, Draco,” you spat dangerously, but your body couldn’t move. Your heart is bursting with resentment and sting. You wanted to end this but you’re sure as hell you will be the one who will miss him the most “Let’s end this,” risking it wouldn’t hurt him
That’s what you thought, not until you heard a light sob from him “please,” his voice was soft as a pillow “you know I can’t find nobody else as good as you,” sob, sob, sob until he got on his knees and hold your waist. “I need you to stay,” he never did this before, you know he’s in pain but you also know damn well that he’s manipulative
“One. Last. Chance,” how foolish of you. How many times have you ever said those? But you still gave him another chance
For the last few weeks, you can say that he’d improved. He always helps you with your homework and always peppering you with kisses and so on. They said once a cheater, always a cheater, he might not have cheated on you sexually but he does mentally
“Draco!” you snapped at him when you see him looking at someone
“s-sorry I was just thinking,” he said making an alibi which you didn’t buy that much but you still wanted to believe that he’s changed
Weeks have passed and the old Draco came back, the deceitful one. The coldness hit your cheeks, he said he will make it up to you. He wanted to take you on a date at least once a week, that’s why you’re at Madam Puddifoot’s waiting for your boyfriend
Other Hogwarts students started to come and go but a blond Malfoy is nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn’t deserve all the chances you gave him.
At last, you decided to go back to the castle instead of waiting for him. Too many sacrifices are made and too much pain had suffered, enough is enough, another chance was not worth to give and it’ll never be worth it if the person you had given a chance is always tossing it away
But your heart is always ready to forgive and to grieve another pain for him not until
“draco?” all you can do is whisper his name, you can’t move an inch as you saw the person who caused you pain is doing something to hurt you again. That’s the reason why he didn’t show up, because of another girl. Because of a temporary happiness
His arms are wrapped around her much smaller waist and the other are holding her neck to deepen the kiss. Both of their eyes are shut and their lips are dancing in harmony like he wanted it forever. He forgot everything for an impermanent pleasure
“Is it good?” what kind of question is that? But you ask it anyway the moment you arrived in front of them. You felt a cold zephyr again like what you felt outside earlier but this time, it’s in your heart that causing it to suffer more
“y-y/n?” draco spoke in a raspy voice, “let me explain, love,” blah blah blah, you already saw it! What else do you need to hear?
“we’re over,” you said it again but this time it’s real and no hesitation. All those pain you’ve suffered and all those chances he chose to jerk away, another chance wouldn’t heal anything
Draco called you continuously but you didn’t turn back, he called you but never ran for you. He’s not in love, he just wanted to feel your existence and the attention you’re giving him
“Please don’t leave me,” you know it’s a shit idea, but you waited for him at the commonroom “i can’t live without you,” that’s when you know, he’s not worth it
Beg, beg, beg, he begged you but all you can do is to stand there and remain silent. He stood up and hold both of your cheeks, he kissed you, he moved his lips in hopes you will reciprocate it but you didn’t
“h-hey,” he chuckles bitterly as you wipe the saliva on your mouth “hey, I love you, I’m sorry, I’ll change I promise,” promises are not rules but it was meant to be broken… for him.
You turn away from him and didn’t say anything, it’s over. He will never change.
a/n: it’s for @mrzweasley’s writing challenge and i’m so sorry because i got a huge writer’s block
warnings: sexual tension, kissing, injury
word count: 1.2k
summary: draco decided to let you go from an arranged marriage
draco malfoy x pureblood!slytherin!reader
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No one wants to marry a Malfoy- at least none of your family does, right? but your financial problems are telling otherwise. When you were a kid, your family and the Malfoys had a deal to restore your family’s fortune. If you and Draco come of age, you’re going to marry each other
That ‘age’ is certainly near from now that you both are by now fifteen, You have to put a smile on your face every time you’re having dinner with them even if your blood is boiling. You couldn’t imagine marrying a pureblood supremacist like him and you don’t want them to hold the future of your soon-to-be family
“why can’t you just accept that I’m going to be your husband,” Draco said, his cold ring is sending shivers through your spine while he grips tightly on your waist and his other hand is rested on your cheeks. You’re standing in a dim-lit deserted corridor with him
“never,” you spat angrily, containing your serious face so he can’t hear the loud thumping of your heart. He scoffed cockily as he tightens his hold
“We all know you can’t escape,” he muttered eagerly as he slowly leans his face towards yours, his hot breath is fanning your lips. You pushed him aggressively, he lost his tight grip on you and started to chuckle
“in your dreams, Malfoy,” your voice echoed, you ran away from him leaving him empty. He’s not going to lie, he kinda likes the way you’re playing hard to get but his feeling are only growing deep inside and he couldn’t accept that his presence is always making you mad
Christmas is one of the holidays you hate, not because it’s boring or unhappy but because of the fact that it’s either you’re going to spend it at Malfoy Manor or Draco’s going to spend it at your house
“Are you two doing well with each other?” here you are again, in the Malfoy Manor and all you can hear is the clanking of fork and knife when no one is speaking
“yes father,” Draco said maniacally as he roughly holds your free hand and shove them on the table “and she wanted a beach wedding,” how did he know that you like a beach wedding? You’re not telling that to anyone
You widened your eyes in shock as you shifted your gaze from your food to him
“Please can you just let me go?” you plead with him, you’re standing beside your bed while he’s looking at you standing leaning his back on the door frame. He just laughs a bit
“and why would I?” he asked furrowing his eyebrows
“I don’t love you!” you spat hardly making him jolt a bit but didn’t show it. Although he’s hurt, he tried to act threatening and dominate you. He walked forward to your bedside and hold your arms a bit rough
“oh yeah?” he spoke, his hot breath hitch whiffing over your ears “I know you do,” his lips started to travel from your ear to your bare neck, his other hand is holding the small of your back and the other is still holding your arm
His deep mysterious thick voice spoke again “and you will do. Forever” you let out a small whimper and instantly regret it because he heard it, he smirked. You’ll be lying if you said that you’re not enjoying every second of it
“let me go!” you whisper playing hard to get, but his lips landed on your unclothed neck and suck it harshly to make sure he would leave a mark. Tears flooded from your eyes, not from dread but from pleasure
You used that tears to beseech him “please stop it, Draco” his gaze soften and started to loosen his grip from you
“I’m sorry I-” he stated as if the demon inside him got out “if you wanted to cancel the wedding I will tell mum,” he said softly, so different from the blond Malfoy boy a minute ago
“thank you,” you don’t know if you’re thankful that he’s not going to be your husband or you regret it a bit because you have to admit it, you already developed some affection for the boy and you just don’t want it to be huge
After Christmas, your father disappointedly said that his partnership with Malfoys was cut off and the marriage is canceled. Now you’re starting to regret it, your father’s face caused you to pity him because his business is everything for him. Lucius is too cold-hearted to let Narcissa meet your mother even for one dinner together
Going back to Hogwarts was too hard for you, Draco is ignoring you every time you tried to talk to him
You never imagined that you’re going to be jealous every time Draco talks to other girls, but what’s your authority to get jealous when you’re not his fiancé anymore? Is it wrong for you to envy your own friend, Daphne every time he’s with him?
“You’re going to watch Quidditch?” Daphne asked happily after bidding goodbye to Draco and the rest of the Quidditch team
“why would I? I have no one to support anyway,” you said bluntly rolling your eyes at her
“yes you have,” she said, smile not leaving her lips as she holds your left hand and starts walking outside the pitch. Your face frowned in confusion “Draco,”
“for Salazar’s sake Daphne, how many times do I have to tell you that our marriage is canceled?” you said rapidly defending yourself guiltily
“oh yeah? That’s why you’re glaring at us when we were talking?” Daphne teased, still holding your hand and sitting on the chosen bench
“I’m not!” before Daphne could answer you, Lee Jordan spoke loudly from the commentator’s box indicating that the game is already starting
You saw the Slytherin and Ravenclaw team flew above the field, your eyes are constantly landing on a certain blond Slytherin boy who seems to gander around the pitch to find the tiny golden round object
“110-170 Slytherin on the lead,” Lee Jordan announced after saying jokes after joke which pisses Professor McGonagall off
All you can hear is the voice of all the students cheering for their house “Malfoy caught the snitch,” said Lee Jordan but before your eyes land on the boy, you heard some students’ gasp. You saw Draco was falling from above the pitch
He landed with a loud thud, you can’t think straight, and started running down from your sit
“what the hell, Malfoy” tears spilling from your eyes whilst hugging the boy “you could’ve killed yourself,” you continued, his eyes slowly dripping close but he still manages to laugh
They brought him to the Hospital Wing and all day you stayed beside him “what are you doing here?” he asked softly
“waiting for you to wake up, and tell you something,” you replied irritably but with a hint of a smile
“tell me that you love me?” he teasingly said
“I do, but I’m here to tell you that don’t ever put yourself in danger again,”
“you really love me?” he asked ignoring the last paragraph you said instead he focused on the words ‘I do’
“I said what I said and I’m not going to repeat it,” instead of replying, he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him, and smashed his lips to yours. The pleasure, the love, and the butterflies you’re eager to feel is already happening but this time, no arrangements and pretending, your lips danced together as if you’re in a cloud 9, he pulled away and rested his head to yours began smiling
a/n: it’s for @mrzweasley’s writing challenge and i’m so sorry because i got a huge writer’s block
warnings: sexual tension, kissing, injury
word count: 1.2k
summary: draco decided to let you go from an arranged marriage
draco malfoy x pureblood!slytherin!reader
~~~~~
No one wants to marry a Malfoy- at least none of your family does, right? but your financial problems are telling otherwise. When you were a kid, your family and the Malfoys had a deal to restore your family’s fortune. If you and Draco come of age, you’re going to marry each other
That ‘age’ is certainly near from now that you both are by now fifteen, You have to put a smile on your face every time you’re having dinner with them even if your blood is boiling. You couldn’t imagine marrying a pureblood supremacist like him and you don’t want them to hold the future of your soon-to-be family
“why can’t you just accept that I’m going to be your husband,” Draco said, his cold ring is sending shivers through your spine while he grips tightly on your waist and his other hand is rested on your cheeks. You’re standing in a dim-lit deserted corridor with him
“never,” you spat angrily, containing your serious face so he can’t hear the loud thumping of your heart. He scoffed cockily as he tightens his hold
“We all know you can’t escape,” he muttered eagerly as he slowly leans his face towards yours, his hot breath is fanning your lips. You pushed him aggressively, he lost his tight grip on you and started to chuckle
“in your dreams, Malfoy,” your voice echoed, you ran away from him leaving him empty. He’s not going to lie, he kinda likes the way you’re playing hard to get but his feeling are only growing deep inside and he couldn’t accept that his presence is always making you mad
Christmas is one of the holidays you hate, not because it’s boring or unhappy but because of the fact that it’s either you’re going to spend it at Malfoy Manor or Draco’s going to spend it at your house
“Are you two doing well with each other?” here you are again, in the Malfoy Manor and all you can hear is the clanking of fork and knife when no one is speaking
“yes father,” Draco said maniacally as he roughly holds your free hand and shove them on the table “and she wanted a beach wedding,” how did he know that you like a beach wedding? You’re not telling that to anyone
You widened your eyes in shock as you shifted your gaze from your food to him
“Please can you just let me go?” you plead with him, you’re standing beside your bed while he’s looking at you standing leaning his back on the door frame. He just laughs a bit
“and why would I?” he asked furrowing his eyebrows
“I don’t love you!” you spat hardly making him jolt a bit but didn’t show it. Although he’s hurt, he tried to act threatening and dominate you. He walked forward to your bedside and hold your arms a bit rough
“oh yeah?” he spoke, his hot breath hitch whiffing over your ears “I know you do,” his lips started to travel from your ear to your bare neck, his other hand is holding the small of your back and the other is still holding your arm
His deep mysterious thick voice spoke again “and you will do. Forever” you let out a small whimper and instantly regret it because he heard it, he smirked. You’ll be lying if you said that you’re not enjoying every second of it
“let me go!” you whisper playing hard to get, but his lips landed on your unclothed neck and suck it harshly to make sure he would leave a mark. Tears flooded from your eyes, not from dread but from pleasure
You used that tears to beseech him “please stop it, Draco” his gaze soften and started to loosen his grip from you
“I’m sorry I-” he stated as if the demon inside him got out “if you wanted to cancel the wedding I will tell mum,” he said softly, so different from the blond Malfoy boy a minute ago
“thank you,” you don’t know if you’re thankful that he’s not going to be your husband or you regret it a bit because you have to admit it, you already developed some affection for the boy and you just don’t want it to be huge
After Christmas, your father disappointedly said that his partnership with Malfoys was cut off and the marriage is canceled. Now you’re starting to regret it, your father’s face caused you to pity him because his business is everything for him. Lucius is too cold-hearted to let Narcissa meet your mother even for one dinner together
Going back to Hogwarts was too hard for you, Draco is ignoring you every time you tried to talk to him
You never imagined that you’re going to be jealous every time Draco talks to other girls, but what’s your authority to get jealous when you’re not his fiancé anymore? Is it wrong for you to envy your own friend, Daphne every time he’s with him?
“You’re going to watch Quidditch?” Daphne asked happily after bidding goodbye to Draco and the rest of the Quidditch team
“why would I? I have no one to support anyway,” you said bluntly rolling your eyes at her
“yes you have,” she said, smile not leaving her lips as she holds your left hand and starts walking outside the pitch. Your face frowned in confusion “Draco,”
“for Salazar’s sake Daphne, how many times do I have to tell you that our marriage is canceled?” you said rapidly defending yourself guiltily
“oh yeah? That’s why you’re glaring at us when we were talking?” Daphne teased, still holding your hand and sitting on the chosen bench
“I’m not!” before Daphne could answer you, Lee Jordan spoke loudly from the commentator’s box indicating that the game is already starting
You saw the Slytherin and Ravenclaw team flew above the field, your eyes are constantly landing on a certain blond Slytherin boy who seems to gander around the pitch to find the tiny golden round object
“110-170 Slytherin on the lead,” Lee Jordan announced after saying jokes after joke which pisses Professor McGonagall off
All you can hear is the voice of all the students cheering for their house “Malfoy caught the snitch,” said Lee Jordan but before your eyes land on the boy, you heard some students’ gasp. You saw Draco was falling from above the pitch
He landed with a loud thud, you can’t think straight, and started running down from your sit
“what the hell, Malfoy” tears spilling from your eyes whilst hugging the boy “you could’ve killed yourself,” you continued, his eyes slowly dripping close but he still manages to laugh
They brought him to the Hospital Wing and all day you stayed beside him “what are you doing here?” he asked softly
“waiting for you to wake up, and tell you something,” you replied irritably but with a hint of a smile
“tell me that you love me?” he teasingly said
“I do, but I’m here to tell you that don’t ever put yourself in danger again,”
“you really love me?” he asked ignoring the last paragraph you said instead he focused on the words ‘I do’
“I said what I said and I’m not going to repeat it,” instead of replying, he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him, and smashed his lips to yours. The pleasure, the love, and the butterflies you’re eager to feel is already happening but this time, no arrangements and pretending, your lips danced together as if you’re in a cloud 9, he pulled away and rested his head to yours began smiling
a/n: it’s for @mrzweasley’s writing challenge and i’m so sorry because i got a huge writer’s block
warnings: sexual tension, kissing, injury
word count: 1.2k
summary: draco decided to let you go from an arranged marriage
draco malfoy x pureblood!slytherin!reader
~~~~~
No one wants to marry a Malfoy- at least none of your family does, right? but your financial problems are telling otherwise. When you were a kid, your family and the Malfoys had a deal to restore your family’s fortune. If you and Draco come of age, you’re going to marry each other
That ‘age’ is certainly near from now that you both are by now fifteen, You have to put a smile on your face every time you’re having dinner with them even if your blood is boiling. You couldn’t imagine marrying a pureblood supremacist like him and you don’t want them to hold the future of your soon-to-be family
“why can’t you just accept that I’m going to be your husband,” Draco said, his cold ring is sending shivers through your spine while he grips tightly on your waist and his other hand is rested on your cheeks. You’re standing in a dim-lit deserted corridor with him
“never,” you spat angrily, containing your serious face so he can’t hear the loud thumping of your heart. He scoffed cockily as he tightens his hold
“We all know you can’t escape,” he muttered eagerly as he slowly leans his face towards yours, his hot breath is fanning your lips. You pushed him aggressively, he lost his tight grip on you and started to chuckle
“in your dreams, Malfoy,” your voice echoed, you ran away from him leaving him empty. He’s not going to lie, he kinda likes the way you’re playing hard to get but his feeling are only growing deep inside and he couldn’t accept that his presence is always making you mad
Christmas is one of the holidays you hate, not because it’s boring or unhappy but because of the fact that it’s either you’re going to spend it at Malfoy Manor or Draco’s going to spend it at your house
“Are you two doing well with each other?” here you are again, in the Malfoy Manor and all you can hear is the clanking of fork and knife when no one is speaking
“yes father,” Draco said maniacally as he roughly holds your free hand and shove them on the table “and she wanted a beach wedding,” how did he know that you like a beach wedding? You’re not telling that to anyone
You widened your eyes in shock as you shifted your gaze from your food to him
“Please can you just let me go?” you plead with him, you’re standing beside your bed while he’s looking at you standing leaning his back on the door frame. He just laughs a bit
“and why would I?” he asked furrowing his eyebrows
“I don’t love you!” you spat hardly making him jolt a bit but didn’t show it. Although he’s hurt, he tried to act threatening and dominate you. He walked forward to your bedside and hold your arms a bit rough
“oh yeah?” he spoke, his hot breath hitch whiffing over your ears “I know you do,” his lips started to travel from your ear to your bare neck, his other hand is holding the small of your back and the other is still holding your arm
His deep mysterious thick voice spoke again “and you will do. Forever” you let out a small whimper and instantly regret it because he heard it, he smirked. You’ll be lying if you said that you’re not enjoying every second of it
“let me go!” you whisper playing hard to get, but his lips landed on your unclothed neck and suck it harshly to make sure he would leave a mark. Tears flooded from your eyes, not from dread but from pleasure
You used that tears to beseech him “please stop it, Draco” his gaze soften and started to loosen his grip from you
“I’m sorry I-” he stated as if the demon inside him got out “if you wanted to cancel the wedding I will tell mum,” he said softly, so different from the blond Malfoy boy a minute ago
“thank you,” you don’t know if you’re thankful that he’s not going to be your husband or you regret it a bit because you have to admit it, you already developed some affection for the boy and you just don’t want it to be huge
After Christmas, your father disappointedly said that his partnership with Malfoys was cut off and the marriage is canceled. Now you’re starting to regret it, your father’s face caused you to pity him because his business is everything for him. Lucius is too cold-hearted to let Narcissa meet your mother even for one dinner together
Going back to Hogwarts was too hard for you, Draco is ignoring you every time you tried to talk to him
You never imagined that you’re going to be jealous every time Draco talks to other girls, but what’s your authority to get jealous when you’re not his fiancé anymore? Is it wrong for you to envy your own friend, Daphne every time he’s with him?
“You’re going to watch Quidditch?” Daphne asked happily after bidding goodbye to Draco and the rest of the Quidditch team
“why would I? I have no one to support anyway,” you said bluntly rolling your eyes at her
“yes you have,” she said, smile not leaving her lips as she holds your left hand and starts walking outside the pitch. Your face frowned in confusion “Draco,”
“for Salazar’s sake Daphne, how many times do I have to tell you that our marriage is canceled?” you said rapidly defending yourself guiltily
“oh yeah? That’s why you’re glaring at us when we were talking?” Daphne teased, still holding your hand and sitting on the chosen bench
“I’m not!” before Daphne could answer you, Lee Jordan spoke loudly from the commentator’s box indicating that the game is already starting
You saw the Slytherin and Ravenclaw team flew above the field, your eyes are constantly landing on a certain blond Slytherin boy who seems to gander around the pitch to find the tiny golden round object
“110-170 Slytherin on the lead,” Lee Jordan announced after saying jokes after joke which pisses Professor McGonagall off
All you can hear is the voice of all the students cheering for their house “Malfoy caught the snitch,” said Lee Jordan but before your eyes land on the boy, you heard some students’ gasp. You saw Draco was falling from above the pitch
He landed with a loud thud, you can’t think straight, and started running down from your sit
“what the hell, Malfoy” tears spilling from your eyes whilst hugging the boy “you could’ve killed yourself,” you continued, his eyes slowly dripping close but he still manages to laugh
They brought him to the Hospital Wing and all day you stayed beside him “what are you doing here?” he asked softly
“waiting for you to wake up, and tell you something,” you replied irritably but with a hint of a smile
“tell me that you love me?” he teasingly said
“I do, but I’m here to tell you that don’t ever put yourself in danger again,”
“you really love me?” he asked ignoring the last paragraph you said instead he focused on the words ‘I do’
“I said what I said and I’m not going to repeat it,” instead of replying, he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him, and smashed his lips to yours. The pleasure, the love, and the butterflies you’re eager to feel is already happening but this time, no arrangements and pretending, your lips danced together as if you’re in a cloud 9, he pulled away and rested his head to yours began smiling
