Slytherin Princess

23 • Poland • I like Harry Potter (Draco Simp), Tom Felton, Wednesday (and trust me, I hate movie series) and also Xavier Thorpe. I stand with Percy Hynes White! My passions are makeup, writing, drawing and many others. I’m kinda artistry. Oh, an I’m a Capricorn. January Capricorn, so I may be a pain in the arse. My English is .. huh kinda fluent but grammatically poor? Let’s judge by yourself.

[slytherinqueenrose]

I’m totally tired of seeing and listening bullshit like “Tom Felton’s a transphobe, he liked jkr’s tweet”. Don’t you even notice how dumb it is? “Oh fuck I’m a lesbian, I just liked a tweet saying “I’m a girl and I’m in love with a girl””.

I saw a video of Tom saying he stands up for love and doesn’t discriminate and also comments from few slanders saying “why he’s always talking about his dog”. Funny, because you they couldn’t call him a transphobe anymore so they hate him for talking about Willow. That only means that their life is fucking boring and they have nothing to do so they choose hating on someone for NO REASON.

And last but not least - you say Tom’s a bad person but YOU ARE the ones spreading hate. He liked a god damn tweet - and it’s bad for you. But YOU ARE SPREADING HATE and it’s okey :)

I don’t discriminate and my idol doesn’t either. I don’t hate on people and my idol doesn’t either. I’m not a bad person and my idol isn’t either.

If you have nothing better to do than spreading hate speech, maybe just continue your education so it can help you grow up and become better people.

My parents once said that I’m a dork and I probably was made in a wrong position. But right now I think... that Tom’s slanders’ parents didn’t finish them at all :)

And one more: stop using hashtags #tomfelton #tomfeltonimagines and any other that his fans may want to follow because you’re only wrecking our non-toxic environment with your imagined bullshit.

Tom is the best human existing and saying that he’s bad while you’are the ones spreading hate is PATHETIC. Stop being hypocrites;)

[slytherinqueenrose]

So

I believe many of you probably know it for a long time already, but how do you feel about Percy not coming back for Wednesday 2?

I only found out today, all hyped about the new season and then my jaw dropped.

I honestly feel uneasy, how about you?

[ao3feed-harryginny]

Infortunii (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/BksY2lh by adore_einna Y/n is the younger sister of Hermione Granger, however, they are in the same year. They are somewhat close in age, being only one year apart. She is friends with Harry, Ron, and Luna. She is most comparable to Ginny and sees her as her younger sister. However, her rival, Draco Malfoy, has been bothering her for five years. And no doubt, he was going to bother her in the sixth. This story goes along the timeline of the Half-Blood Prince. Words: 16847, Chapters: 11/11, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Voldemort (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Percy Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Lily Evans Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Bellatrix Black Lestrange Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Other(s), Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Enemies read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/BksY2lh

[slytherinqueenrose]

Read it people, it’s just PER-FECT

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How’s that even possible that literally nobody writes about Wen Bing from My Unicorn Girl 😭😭😭 he was such a tease 🤯

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My lovely people and less lovely Percy haters

Here we are now, reading Percy’s and Jane’s messages.

How are you now? Have you decided to follow him back or maybe you’re still wondering?

I believe he deserves a sorry from all of you, who decided to support those clearly lying. I still don’t get it how blind people could be to believe the liars. Maybe it’s just me who is not naive but seriously, you had so many proofs of how fake it all is, yet you decided it’s only right to stand on the wrong side. You had many real victims speaking up about how ridiculous it is but still hating on him seemed to be the best option.

I’m glad, yk?

I’m glad that even though I’ve gone through the hugest hell that a woman can experience, I stood with Percy. Because as I said in my previous post, I am a real victim and I know the community so well that I can tell you where the girls made their mistakes. Or maybe where they didn’t because it’ll take less time and effort and I clearly don’t want to lose any seconds on them.

I also hope the girls will face the consequences.

Thank you for reading it and have a good day.

[slytherinqueenrose]

People I believe in the power of tumblr readers so here I am asking for your help 😭

Once I read an imagine about a gryffindor reader joining inquisitorial squad to spy on Umbridge but she grew closer to Draco and felt guilty for lying to him.

I know there was 3 parts of it but I can’t find the author nor the title

Help plz I’m desperate 🥲

[slytherinqueenrose]

You know what?

Fuck it

I can’t stand it anymore

This whole Percy thing is going too far.

I am a victim of SA, take it in your mind

And I get the whole idea of supporting another victims and “you always have to believe the victim”

But you know what’s wrong in this case? Those girls were clearly caught LYING several times.

First one when they said how shocked they were when they saw him in Wednesday. At last they had no fucking idea that he was popular and then BOOM! Someone found their old instastory and it became clear that they have been watching another show with him before.

Secondly, they said he was a racist because of this certain video where he was using slur words or however I’m supposed to call it. It came out it was his role.

Not to mention the fact that the girls are blocking EVERYONE who tries to dig a bit deeper. Why if they’re so sure of their version?

I had not been a big fan of Percy at first, I preferred the serie Xavier but after digging and getting to know him better I got furious to say the least. I support REAL victims of SA but those girls are like a total zero for me. Truth to be told I’m sorry.

I remember this one horrific day when I almost got rapped by a member of my family. Yes, family. His hands were everywhere, especially where they mustn’t have been. I reported it immediately, the minute I escaped. I have to live with this trauma and here they are, lying all over internet that the boy who was popular af had to throw the parties to sleep with them like cmon💀 we all know now that those parties were thrown for everyone, not only them. Those chat screenshots? Go to google and type “fake instagram chat” and here you can fake EVERYTHING.

If these girls wanted some fame, they could have gone to any movie casting and start their own career instead of wrecking someone else’s. I believe there are hundreds of castings everyday in Canada.

What I wanted to say is that I stand with Percy, I can see his friends supporting him so am I and those 4.5 million of people who were smart enough to stay with him. I may be disappointed, it’s ok but at least I won’t be the one who’ll come back to him after it’ll become official that he’s innocent.

If you want to write for Percy or Xavier, don’t be shy, your blog is your space and don’t worry about Percy’s slanders. Open your eyes before throwing insults on him instead of on those liars

[slytherinqueenrose]

The British pub |Tom Felton|

wc: 2.2k

Summary: While visiting your friends, they take you to the pub to celebrate Halloween. Nobody knew that a wonderful, famous person will appear among their family, friends and neighbours.

Warnings: drinking alcohol, foreign reader, mentions of touching body parts, grammar, possible language mistakes.

A/N This story is partly inspired by my trip to England in 2018. Sadly, I hadn’t met Tom. Or maybe? I didn’t know him back then 😅.

Also, I want to dedicate this imagine to my dearest friend @nobodybutapathetic 🩷🌿

„But I really want a juice. I don't drink alcohol" you said to your friend, sitting in the front seat of his car. Dave looked at you, stopping at the pedestrian crossing, but didn't say a word. Sarah - his sister, and your aunt Darcie, sitting behind you, chuckled quietly. You had arrived in England the previous day. It was your first time in the country, which made you feel incredibly excited. Dave was the fiancé of your friend Megan, who had died in a car accident about two years earlier. Megan had talked a lot to him about your British dream, so he wanted to show you his surroundings, take you to the most interesting places, and do everything Megan would have wanted for you. Since her death, you had felt an incredible emptiness and had slowly given up on the trip, knowing that without her, it wouldn't be the same. Darcie, her mother and your "aunt," convinced you to go on the trip, mentioning how many things Megan wanted to show you. She wanted to fulfill her dream, and you couldn't refuse. You were afraid that Dave and Sara would feel uncomfortable with somebody who was so close with one of the dearest people in their lives, but the British temperament wouldn't allow it. The very next day after your arrival, they proposed a trip to a pub in their hometown for a Halloween party. It wasn't going to be anything big. This certain pub was a meeting place for family, friends, coworkers, and neighbors. They often brought their own friends, which usually turned a group of 50 people into a crowd.

Dave parked in a small parking lot surrounded by a few small clothing shops. You got out of the car, adjusting your costumes. A moment later, his parents parked next to you. English people are very family-oriented people. They spend almost every free moment together.

The six of you were dressed like Hogwarts students. One could say you came for classes rather than a party. It was getting dark. Outside, only one lamppost illuminated the parking lot. Lily, the mother of your new friends, along with their father Steve, headed towards the grand doors. At the entrance, the woman scanned a code on her phone, and the doors opened. The venue seemed quite old and nothing like the clubs in central London. You went up the stairs, bypassing strangers. On the left were the restrooms, on the right were game machines, and opposite was the entrance to the main hall. It looked more like a school common room than a club. Inside, there were many tables, comfortably seating up to 10 people each. Dave greeted some friends near the glass entrance doors, then looked around and pointed you to an available table.

“Don't complain, it's really not strong" Sarah said, taking a sip of her drink. She looked around, checking out other people's costumes. It was definitely not boring. Everyone looked exceptional. At a table in the distance, there were also young men dressed in Harry Potter robes. The brunette was in Gryffindor colors with round glasses, next to him was Ravenclaw, and the blond-haired guy in Slytherin robes just like yours, was sat with his back to you. The whole room looked beautiful. Decorated in such a way that it resembled the interior of a dark castle. You took a small sip of your drink, preparing your face for a grimace caused by the strength of the alcohol, but nothing like that happened. The liquid was not strong at all. You even had the impression that they gave you a non-alcoholic drink, for which you would be very grateful. You started long conversations with your friends. The atmosphere was great, especially considering the fact that someone was constantly approaching you, wanting to get to know you. It even turned out that the woman working as a cleaner at your hotel was a close friend of your friends. It's funny how such a big city can be so small. Maybe an hour had passed. People were slowly feeling the effects, including Dave, who definitely overdid it with alcohol. He reached out his hand, wanting to pull you onto the dance floor. You felt great, despite having a few drinks. But when you stood up, you realized that they weren't non-alcoholic at all. Your legs almost immediately refused to obey you, and you plopped back onto the chair, causing laughter from the others sitting at your table.

"Are you okay, Y/N?" Lily asked, grabbing your hand.

"Yes. The drinks just attacked my legs" you replied, and everyone laughed.

"Well then, I suggest you make a second attempt to get up from the chair" Dave said with a laugh. He intertwined your fingers, and this time you managed to get up without any complications. You went out to the dance floor with the guy and grabbed his arms. He placed his hands on your hips, and you danced slowly to the rhythm of the song. You could feel the gaze of the people around you, especially one person in particular. The blond, dressed exactly like you. You didn't have the courage to look at him. You were already quite embarrassed by Dave's hands roaming your body. The guy rested his forehead against yours. Then he brushed your Y/H/C hair behind your ear and started planting kisses on your neck. You opened your eyes wide in surprise and slightly pushed him away.

"No, Dave" you hissed. The guy nodded and ran his hands down to your buttocks, lifting your rather short gray skirt slightly. Then he returned to your neck and gave you a few more kisses. "Okay, this is really uncomfortable, Dave" you said and moved away from him, freeing yourself from his embrace. "I like you, but this is going too far" you added.

"Sorry, it's the alcohol" he replied, scratching his head.

"I need some fresh air" you muttered before stepping outside. You sat on a ledge with your phone in hand, trying to stop thinking about the situation that just happened. Dave was attractive, that couldn't be denied. But he was also the fiance of your best friend. You wouldn't feel right being involved with someone who had been so close to Megan. And besides, you had the feeling that the guy wanted you precisely because you were close to Megan's heart.

A moment later, a lot of people appeared outside, most of them with a cigarette in hand, including Darcie, of course. She immediately approached you, seeking help with translating a few things. She didn't know a word in English. Really. One time when she wanted to buy a fizzy water, she said “water pssst, please”. Hilarious tho.

Standing next to her was a man dressed as the Joker, who had been sitting with you at the table for the whole evening. He started talking about what he wanted, and you immediately laughed and turned to the woman.

“Jason would like to take you for a walk and show you around.” You explained, and a look of surprise appeared on the brunette's face.

“Where am I supposed to walk with him? Did he suddenly feel like having a romance?” She asked.

“We can go. I'd gladly take a walk myself.” You replied and nodded to Jason. “Unless you don't want my company?” You asked the man, but he didn't even want to hear that you wouldn't go with them. After all, how could they communicate with each other without a translator? “Just wait a moment, I'll tell Sarah that we're leaving for a few minutes.” You smiled at them, then walked over to Sarah, standing by the door.

“Sarah, we-“

“Miss Malfoy?”You heard. You turned your head towards the dark-haired man with round glasses, leaving the pub.

“Mr. Potter?” You laughed, trying to say it with the best British accent possible.

“Mr. Mike Potter.” He replied and held out a pack of cigarettes towards you.

“Miss Y/N. Nice to meet you. And thanks, but I don't smoke.” You said with a smile.

“A Slytherin who doesn't smoke? Such a well-behaved little girl you are.” He chuckled.

“Indeed.” You replied, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“I know someone who would like your costume. I mean, the colors of your costume.” He added, smiling. At that moment, a blond man came out of the pub. You recognized him immediately. Tom Felton, the movie Draco Malfoy.

“Greetings, everyone.” He laughed, then looked at you.

“H-hey.”

“It's Y/N. Mrs. Malfoy.” Mike laughed. “And she obviously likes you, because she stutters.”

“I like that.” Tom replied, winking at you. You smiled slightly, blushing like never before.

“Y/N, are you coming?” Darcie called out.

“Oh God, I almost forgot about her. We're going for a walk, Sarah. Darcie has an admirer.” You laughed to the girl. She later passed the message to her brother as he left the pub, and you ran to catch up with the waiting pair.

“Who's that girl?” Tom asked, giving Dave a light.

“She's the friend of my brother’s fiancé.” Sarah replied, extinguishing her cigarette and Dave nodded. “Single.” She added, entering the building. Tom bit his lower lip, fighting back a smile.

“Did you hear that? Go for her. It's about time.” Mike laughed.

“I know, I know.”The blond replied.

***

The walk passed in a pleasant atmosphere. There was a lot of laughter, especially when Darcie tried to pretend she understood everything and then nudged you, begging for a translation. It took about an hour of walking around the area. You passed many children collecting candies, and some even asked you for a photo. The atmosphere was so welcoming that even you got a small, pumpkin-like box and started collecting treats yourself, engaging people with lines from books. Upon returning to the pub, the first thing you did was taking off your cloak . You were left in a white shirt, a greenish tie, a gray skirt, and high-heeled shoes. On the table, new drinks were already waiting for you and Darcie. This time they were supposed to be really strong. Your friends immediately started devouring the sweets you had gathered.

“Dave! Can’t believe you actually… Ughh...” You protested at the sight of the drinks.

“This is just the beginning. It's 9 PM, the whole night is ahead of us.” The guy laughed, taking a big sip.

“I'll twist your head off, I promise.”

“I don’t want to hear any complaining. One for each of us.” He ordered the bartender, who brought you each a shot.

“Dave...” You hissed, and he winked at you.

“To Y/N's strength.” He laughed. You took the glasses in your hands and emptied them to the bottom. You closed your eyes tightly, feeling the burning in your mouth. It was strong.

“Out of curiosity, how many drinks are you planning to serve us?” You asked, looking from one person to another.

“You'll have two more and then you'll stop counting.” Steve replied.

“That's comforting.” You said with a slight smile. You stood up and went to the restroom. You stood in front of the mirror to fix your hair and makeup. Then you turned around to wash your hands and stood there, stunned for a moment, looking at two different taps. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't be surprised that older buildings in the UK have separate taps for hot and cold water, but after drinking alcohol, such information reached you a bit slower. Betty, Dave's dog sitter, entered the restroom. Seeing your expression, she started laughing hysterically almost immediately.

“Too bad I don't have a camera in my hand. Your face is the funniest thing I've seen today.” She laughed, holding her stomach. You felt a bit silly, but you laughed along. The woman washed her hands and then looked at you again, bursting into another fit of laughter as she left the restroom. Blushing, you followed her.

Opposite you, by the stairs, stood Mike and Tom. Hearing Betty's laughter, they started laughing themselves.

Vicious circle, laughter can sometimes be funnier than the whole situation.

"If only you saw what I did" she said to them, and you opened your eyes wide. Oh, wonderful. Must feel amazing to look like a fool in the eyes of your idol. She laughed, trying to imitate you. But she did it much better. The boys burst out laughing, and you almost sank into the ground.

"Poor thing" Tom said, then pulled you towards him, hugging you tightly. You rested your chin on his shoulder, and he intertwined his fingers in your hair.

"It's because of the alcohol" you said.

"That's just the first round" Mike laughed. "That's what Sarah said"

"Hopefully the last" you replied.

"It won't be that bad" the blond consoled you and kissed your temple.

"You wanna switch places, Felton?" you asked, leaning back slightly from the boy.

"For you tonight, I am Malfoy. Draco Malfoy" he said with a smug smile.

"Fine. Just don't be as much of a pansy as Draco" you laughed.

"I'll try" he replied, and after a moment, he pulled you onto the dance floor. You wanted to go to your table but the boy grabbed your hips and started swaying with you to the rhythm of the music. You placed your hands on his shoulders, trying to avoid eye contact. You already had intense blushes.

"You won't refuse me if I buy you a drink, will you?" he laughed and lifted your head slightly.

"Should I kill you now or wait?" you replied, rolling your eyes. "No, no drinks. I might end up showing you my old fanfics" you said. Soon after, you bit your tongue, realizing what you had just blurted out.

"Bartender!" he shouted, amused.

"Nooo!" you hissed, covering his mouth with your hand. "I won't show you anything. Absolutely nothing."

"You're disappointing me, Y/N" he replied.

"I'm sorry" you whispered, giving him a kiss on the nose.

"Then let me kiss you" he murmured with an unprecedented confidence, raising his eyebrows, and you couldn't believe what you heard.

"O-okay..." you mumbled. Without hesitation, the boy kissed you in the most passionate and tender way you could have dreamed of. You felt like you had landed in paradise. Tom perfection Felton was kissing you amidst a crowd of people at a party in your beloved country. You kissed him back almost immediately. You felt the boy smiling.

"What's that blush for?" he asked with a smile, caressing your cheek.

"You're imagining things" you shyly replied. The blond hugged you tightly and in that way, embracing each other, you finished the dance. He didn't take his eyes off you and gave kisses on your forehead every now and then.

"I heard you're here on vacation. How long do you think it will take to take care of the formalities and settle permanently on the islands?" he asked, running his hands up and down your waist. "Because, you know, I don't want just a holiday fling."

"And you determine that after a few minutes of conversation?" You laughed, pulling the blond towards your table.

"We'll spend a few days together, get to know each other, and then I'll repeat my words, I promise. And now, a drink, please. Waiter! This little one needs to show me her fanfics but she won’t do it without alcohol!” He said, sitting you on top of his lap.

And you showed him. What a damn annoying blondie.

[slytherinqueenrose]

The new stylist

Tom Felton x F!reader

WC: 2.2K

Summary: Y/N is the new stylist on Harry Potter set and quickly becomes Tom’s small crush.

Warnings: It’s just lame. Additionally grammar errors (I’m not a native speaker, sorry for all mistakes!), kiss, some slight curse words, calling names, let me know if I forgot about sth. I don’t see too many imagines with Tom so even though I hardly have time to write, I decided to do so and create something for Tom himself. I know a lot people love him (me too ofc) so here it is, I hope you’ll like it.

I wrote if for my lovely friend @nobodybutapathetic . Kei helped me a lot during the past few days and I am truly thankful that the destiny sent her to me. Have a great day/night dear and a lot of luck during your exams!

Take a deep breath, inhale and exhale. Relax. Those people will like you - nope, hold on - they’ll accept you. That’ll be enough. I came from abroad only to become a stylist on Harry Potter set. The youngest stylist. I had no idea what to expect, what kind of reaction I’ll get from the cast and if my abilities will be good enough. I wanted this job and once I got an acceptance, I knew I had to do everything in my power not to fuck something up. And there I was, standing and waiting by my makeup station, mentally cursing myself. I could have applied for a basic makeup artist job in my small town so I wouldn’t be dying inside and shitting my pants but I had to prove being worth something more. Was I overreacting? Of course I was. Overthinking and being a drama queen was one of my specialities, right after being and artist.

But…

“Well, hello, who are you?” He asked with his brows furrowed. By saying ‘he’ I mean Tom. Tom Andrew Perfection Felton. He wasn’t exactly my idol but I found him very attractive since the very first time I saw him in the Philosopher’s Stone. And then, once he stood right in front of me, he looked more mature, fantastic, bombastic, out of world so just like always. He had his Slytherin uniform on and he came to have his makeup and hair done.

“Hi, I’m Y/N and I’m a new stylist. Nice to meet you, Tom.” I said, with a nervous smile on my face. His expression softened and a shy smile appeared on his lovely face. I don’t even know when he grabbed my hand I kissed my knuckles in possibly the softest way. I only know that my face has gone red. Scarlet. Or any other shade of red.

“Oh alright, so my first question is if you want me to prepare you or maybe you’ll trust other stylists more and-“

“Of course I want you to work with me. You got this job for a reason and I trust you.”

He then sat on the nearest chair and sent me the most adorable smile I’ve ever seen. I think I made a good first impression, didn’t I?

“So, tell me, Tom. Have you ever wore a full makeup on set before or maybe your previous stylist used to apply only a bit of powder or concealer under your eyes?” I asked, looking everywhere but his eyes. Yet, he was only staring at me which made me go even more crimson.

“They used to do this and that. I truly don’t know what you mean now.” He laughed.

“Fine. So before I start, I need to do a skin care first so your face will be nice and well prepared for the makeup. Do you know what kind of skin you have? Is it dry or oily maybe?”

“Uhh, normal I guess?”

“Even better. So just close your eyes and I’ll take a good care of you, alright?”

“As you wish, darling.”

Darling.

I craved to hear this word coming from his mouth but I never thought he could direct it to me. It sounded absolutely heavenly and I won’t lie telling you that I almost fucked my job up because I’ve been thinking about this name so intensely. Happily he seemed to not having a clue about what I was doing.

“I’m going to apply the thinest layer of foundation now. It feels very light on skin so it won’t make you feel uncomfortable, I promise.” I said while opening the foundation bottle. Tom only nodded, his small smile still visible. Once I started applying the product, he opened his beautiful, ocean eyes and looked at me with a soft expression. He didn’t say a word which made me hold my breath for quite some time.

“I’ll go with a concealer now and then I’ll set it with powder and makeup fixer …” I kept on rambling while he was just looking at me and analysing my face. It ended up with him falling asleep while I was finishing his face and then started working with his soft hair. Good to know that he actually trusted me so much.

Nevertheless, after finishing my work, I had to wake him up which resulted in the purest view I’ve ever experienced. Tom was a sleepy mess. Cute mess. When his eyes finally landed on me, he smiled sweetly and then he checked his look in the mirror. I knew he was truly happy about the result, so was I. After he got up from his seat, he gave me the sweetest kiss on the cheek and whispered a quiet “thank you” which had me die inside.

What a shame I couldn’t work with him anymore. Why? Well, the director decided to let me work with the interns only because I needed some practice on set and preparing the most important part of crew wasn’t exactly the best idea. To say that I was pissed off is like saying nothing. Well, hello! I’ve made Tom looking even more fabulous than he actually was! Wasn’t is enough to let me work with everyone? Well, let’s say every great work has its greater issues. Or maybe it’s just me who was simply unlucky. However, I must admit that I felt satisfied anyway because I had a chance to meet Tom and even though I could only prepare him once, it was still the hugest privilege.

***

It was mine 5th month on set and yet I had no chance to even look at Tom. His role in the Order of the Phoenix turned out to only last for five minutes of total screen time. Or even less so he rarely appeared on set. Additionally he had another movie he was playing in so his time was limited. Yet, when he came one day, with his older brother Chris, the whole crew was dying from laughter due to Chris’s hilarious sense of humour. Tom seemed so similar to him if it came to joking. I barely could hold my laughter when they started bickering.

“You know, Chis isn’t exactly a type of an artist. Acting is lame, and dance is like ‘fuck off’.” The blond laughed. “Pity. I think you’d look extremely sexy in a tutu, bro.” He said which made everyone bust out laughing and Chris only rolled his eyes, smirking.

“Have you told your friends about your ban from the dvd shop already?” Chris asked which made his brother gone pale. “Don’t look at me like that, Thomas. You were the one who wanted to-“

“Don’t you dare!”

“Easy, maggot.”

Naturally Chris haven’t continued this story while Tom was nearby but some time later he told everyone that Thomas wanted to steal a DVD with a porn video from a shop but unfortunately got caught and banned from the store. Oh Tommy, what a poor thing.

A few days later, I saw Tom sitting alone in the dining hall, during breakfast. He smiled as I entered the room and we exchanged shy “hi”. I could feel his eyes on me for the whole time while I was preparing my food (a cup of coffee which was unhealthy af especially before eating). I felt like he wanted the give me a lesson about a healthy food which would be hilarious since he was the one having fast food for breakfast. But…

“You’ll get in the tire.” Daniel said to Rupert, while entering the hall. I almost dropped my tea spoon, after hearing them. I furrowed my brows instantly. What the f-

“I want to roll you down the hill after work.” The brunette added.

“Are you crazy? I may get hurt.” The ginger boy responded, scared.

“You’ll be in a tire, chill.” Dan said, sipping on his juice.

I looked at Tom and he looked at me. Both pretty surprised. I sat on a counter while sipping my coffee and observing the two “gryffindors”.

“Alright, have you ever seen a car crash?” Dan asked and Rupert nodded.

“The car was ruined.” Grunt replied.

“And the tires?”

The look of the honest shock appeared on Rupert’s face.

“And the tires were absolutely fine.” He said with widened eyes. Then he smirked. “I’m in, I want you to roll me down the hill in a tire.”

At that moment Tom and I were exchanging amused looks while the two of our friends kept on discussing their phenomenal plan. Once they left the both of us bursted out with laughter. They were impossibly out of world.

“Do you think we should inform someone about their ridiculous plan?” Tom asked after approaching me. From the closer distance I could notice his natural dark hair slowly growing which meant one thing - next bleaching session.

“Rules are rules. You mustn’t do anything harmful. So yes, absolutely yes.” I replied, taking another sip of my coffee however suddenly Tom took my mug away. I looked at him with a questioning expression and he just narrowed his eyes.

“Seriously? What about the breakfast first?”

“This is-“

“Oh please.” He shook his head. “I have some spare chicken nuggets. Come and eat at least one, will you?”

Puppy eyes. Oh, those precious puppy eyes. As much as I wanted to say no, I couldn’t. Firstly because I wasn’t be able to refuse, secondly due to his hard yet delicate grip on my wrist. He pulled me towards his table and sat me down on one of chairs. I had no time to even say a word before he put the whole nugget in my mouth. Well, I’m not a baby? I guess.

“If you don’t want to be fed like a newborn, you have to eat healthier.”

I almost choked myself. Says who? He ate almost three whole sets of McDonald’s meals or lucky meals or happy meals- idk how it’s called honestly. I rarely visit places serving fast food. Not that I am a fit freak - absolutely not. I just prefer cooking myself.

“Considering the fact that I already ate one, just as you asked, wouldn’t you mind giving me my coffee back? I’m about to start a very tiring day with loads mermaid characterisations so I need caffeine more than I need air.” I mumbled, raising my eyebrow. Tom looked me up and down, then looked at my coffee mug and back at me.

“Three more and you’ll have it back. Promise.”

“You already broke one, that’s not fair.”

“I do it because I care, darling.” Again. I almost fainted. I know that many of you may consider this name being just normal and nothing special but believe me, I craved it. I needed it in my life. “I see you’re going scarlet every time I call you like that. Pleasure for me, darling.” He smirked and I bumped his shoulder. Don’t you dare thinking you can play with me like that.

“How’s your present stylist?” I asked, wanting to change the subject desperately.

“Oh, she’s fine. Unfortunately she’s not a fan of the skin care you introduced me to but I think she’s enough I can ask for.”

“Happily your skin didn’t fall off so I consider it a success.”

“I remembered everything you told me about the skin care, you know? I had run to the store right after hearing the sad news about your inability to work with the important cast members. I probably bought the whole shop but my face feels like a baby bum.” He laughed and I nodded, taking a small bite of the nugget that he tried to feed me with. “Perhaps you want to have a closer look?” He added and leaned closer to me, almost not leaving any space between the two of us. I could feel his breath on my lips and our eyes were just at the same level. He was looking my features up and down several times before placing a tender kiss in the corner of my lips. I felt butterflies erupting in my stomach and my cheeks burning.

“Well, it’s almost 7 and I-“

“It’s absolutely fine to like me, you know?”

Oh lord

“Not to mention, that I like you too, love.”

What?

“Are you going to look at me like that all the time? Close your lovely mouth before you start drooling.” He teased.

“Wait, what did you just say?”

“That you should close-“

“No, before.”

“Do you want me to repeat it?”

I nodded several times as he smiled, his cheeks flushed. At least I wasn’t alone if it comes to blushing.

“I think I’ll better show you.” He said with a smirk and then…

He kissed me. He kissed me straight on my lips. His arms pulled me even closer to him which resulted in sitting on his lap. At first I was stiff however after a while I wrapped my arms around his neck and I kissed him back, much to his satisfaction.

“Ha! I won 20 pounds!” Rupert cheered and the both of us broke the kiss immediately. “I knew that after months of his sighting and talking about Y/N, you’ll finally get together.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be rolled from the hill in the tire?” Tom asked, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

“Later.”

I could say much about the crew but they for sure were just idiots. Idiots which I truly loved.

[nobodybutapathetic]

Two Lovers Nevermore Seen

Couples: Draco Malfoy and Y/N

Warning: SOME SPOILERS ON WEDNESDAY, THE MOTIVATION OF ESCAPE.

Summary: Draco and Y/N escaping Nevermore after finding the truth about Ms. Thornhill. Though, how did they find out she was Laurel Gates? And how did they manage to escape? Well, that’s gonna be here on this imagine <3

Gift for: my lovely friend, @slytherinqueenrose

“So you’re telling me.. She’s Laurel Gates? Impossible.” You asked Wednesday, her nodding.

“I can’t stay reticent at all times. She wore red boots. Eugene told.” She paused.

“I trust you. You’re a mind reader, Y/N. You can find out yourself.” She said, with no emotions at all.

“You’re right but… Draco? Do you.. Agree on escaping?” You turned to Draco who was zoned out. You then snapped your fingers which made him go back to reality.

“My apologies- That’s probably a great idea. What about you, Wednesday?” He asked Wednesday but she just sighs.

”I have to deal with her first. Now, you both go hide! Once she knows that you both helped me out of this cell, I swear she’ll end your lives instead of mines.” Wednesday pushed us as we both fell to the ground of the exit.

”She’s scary.” Draco replied.

“Don’t know her yet?” I said, standing up, offering him a hand which he gladly accepted.

“Well.. 10x more scarier than my own father of course.” He opened the exit door and ran, holding your hand.

“We’re like children… I feel dumb right now.” You said, whilst panting at each step you took while running. Draco seemed to sneer at the fact you’re slowing down so you slightly slap his arm.

“What did I say about slaps?” He scolded.

“You never told anything. Nor even before. I can do anything I want, you’re not the boss of me.” You smiled then ran in the lead.

“Now that I was making fun of you, doesn’t mean you take the lead!” He angrily said which made him run even faster before stopping at the nevermore gate.

“This is it..” You sighed.

“Are you.. Gonna be okay with this?” He asked, rubbing your shoulder, causing you to slightly smile at him.

“It’s just that.. I’m not used to other schools. I’m already glued to the environment here so I’ll be made fun of in the other school you’ve been talking about.” You shyly said, him laughing.

“Oh don’t be silly! You’re not gonna be made fun of, love. You’re dating me, Draco Lucius Malfoy! The hottest boy in the entire world. Consider yourself lucky!” He kissed your cheek, giggling.

“Alright alright, handsome. Now, let’s not waste time and escape!” You opened the gate and it’s doors seemed to say it’s goodbyes.

Draco and you stepped outside and while Draco was walking, you gave one more look of Nevermore.

“I’ll maybe.. See you again someday.” You then followed Draco.

“So… What’s the school like? The one you’ve been talking about?” You asked Draco.

“Well… It’s big.. Really Magical.. Well, especially that you’re a witch and I am a wizard, it’s highly recommended for those types. And, it has different classes than we take here. Different tournaments too! Regarding to the year we’re in.” He stated out. It was interesting yet, you still believe it’ll be impossible making out alive after completing one year.

“Interesting..” You hummed, realizing you both were now in a forest.

“Are we lost?” You worriedly asked Draco.

“We’re not. We just gotta..” He took his wand out and tried producing a spell, which worked.

Suddenly, you both were now in a place that was almost as similar to a castle, 20x bigger than nevermore and really dreamy.

“There we go! Finally, I can use spells.” He sighed in relief.

“You said that it isn’t allowed to produce spells in the “muggle” world?” You asked, causing him to laugh really loud.

“Oh I love how you say the word muggle!” He pinched your cheeks, making you annoyed.

“Oh shut up and just… Go inside I guess..”

[nobodybutapathetic]

The Sketch Of You With Me

pairing: A nevermore student Draco (wizard) and Y/N as a nevermore student.

Quick summary: Y/N, who is an artist, draws a sketch of her and Draco in a place where nobody could find except for someone she didn’t expect…

appreciation note: thanks to @slytherinqueenrose for the idea! I wouldn't be able to make this without you, dear! Thanks a lot.

“Y/LN, please pay attention.” Ms. Thornhill looked at you as you just rolled your eyes and continued to sketch on your notebook.

“Perhaps principal Weems wouldn’t be delighted after hearing your actions in my class.” She clicked her tongue which caused you to sigh and close your book shut.

You look over to Draco who was snickering with his friends but you just turned away.

The class was all about plants, plants, PLANTS. Which is actually your least favorite subject.

Class soon ended which made you sigh in huge relief, you leaving to run to your secret shed. (Xavier reference :o)

You opened the lamps with its switches which reveals tons of artworks you’ve done before, most likely about Draco.

You loved him. You had feelings for him. Even if he’s a wizard, you would risk your life if you’d have to be in a relationship with him.

You got your so called “special” sketchbook which was hidden behind one of the canvas.

As you turn the pages, you stopped at a blank page to start sketching.

You started with his head, the starting of his beauty. Then goes his hair, neck, body, arms, ears, face and last but not least… You.

You drew him in a hugging position and you snuggling onto his chest. You were as red as the color red.

You started tracing it with a black-inked pen then sighed.

“What if this isn’t good enough?..” You questioned.

“What isn’t good enough what now? It’s incredibly lovely!” A man suddenly said which made you flinch and turn around, only to reveal Draco who was smirking.

“Oh my dear heavens, Draco! You scared me to death!” You immediately closed your sketchbook and held it tightly to your chest.

“I saw it. I don’t even know how to describe how you drew me hugging you. You had a crush on me. Admit it. I’m really that hot, darling.” His smirk grew wider which only made you blush even more.

“You’re just… Irresistible…” You mumbled, him walking closer to you and grabbed your chin with his index finger.

“Look at me. I’m not mad at you for drawing me and liking me! Look at all this wonderful artwork you’ve drawn about me! You didn’t waste your time for this! You just couldn’t keep this feeling in your mind so you decided to make it come true by drawing them!” When he said that, you felt your butterflies in your stomach multiplying each second.

“I feel so embarrassed.. Gosh, I didn’t know the sketch of you and me would end up like this.” You said, trying to back away but it seemed like Draco didn’t allow you to.

“Can’t escape now, love.” He chuckles before pulling you into a kiss.

Your eyes widened. This was.. Really unexpected. But you kissed back and didn’t mind whatever was happening right now.

You both broke out and stared at each other.

“Say.. Are you gonna draw another sketch of me and you?” He questioned, still pinning you to the wall.

“Maybe..” You winked.

[slytherinqueenrose]

I love Kei’s works soooo much 😭😍

[slytherinqueenrose]

Omg I was so tired yesterday that I totally didn’t notice one thing

I added a new imagine “Nevermore Witch”

However I didn’t notice that it’s was cut in half for some reason

But I repaired my mistake and now you can read the whole story

Sorry !

Nevermore Witch

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe (Wednesday) x f!Witch Reader (Harry Potter’s universe) Plot: After traumatic events at Hogwarts School of Witchcraf

[slytherinqueenrose]

Nevermore Witch

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe (Wednesday) x f!Witch Reader (Harry Potter’s universe)

Plot: After traumatic events at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Y/N Y/L/N joins Nevermore Academy to start a new chapter. She didn’t expect to become certain long haired boy’s enemy.

Word Count: <9K

Warnings: enemies to lovers, wizardry, use of magic, mentions of death, crying, mention of Harry Potter characters, cursing, traumatic experiences, grammar errors, let me know if I forgot about something.

A/N: Remember that Xavier is Xavier and Percy is

Percy. Character ≠ actor.

I’ll also be very thankful for letting me know what you think. Honestly, I’m sobbing especially because of the ending

After all those incidents at Hogwarts, after Who Must Not Be Named came back to his powers and our castle collapsed, we, wizards had no place for ourselves. We were left alone, with no teachers to help us with magic and no relatives to support us. But it’s not important now. We (those who survived) had to find a new place to continue our education - if no magical by any means, then just a muggle one. I myself found a school for outcasts. United States, far away from my home, far away from everything and everyone I loved. I had no other option than just start attending Nevermore and start new, unknown chapter in my quite young life.

“I can’t believe it! I always thought that wizards don’t exist!” A blonde girl screamed while holding my wand. Phoenix feather core, apple wood, 11 ¾”. I remember the day of buying it as if it was yesterday. “I’m so excited! You have no idea how many things and places I want to show you and-“

“It really is nice to meet you too, Enid but can we please slow down a little bit? I just came here and I feel like I really don’t belong here so I would be thankful if you gave me about an hour to get used to this place, please.” I said sending her a shy smile and she only nodded, still smiling widely.

“What exactly happened? Why are you here? Aren’t there any magical schools?” She asked sitting on my bed while I was focusing on unpacking my suitcase.

“Well, not anymore.” I whispered. I was about to start crying. What happened in my life was very bad and I couldn’t agree with it. “You see, wizards can be good or bad. I think it’s quite clear. Like any other no-maj, we want a normal yet successful life. But unfortunately those dark wizards want to control the world. And that’s why my beloved school doesn’t exist anymore. It’s pretty heartbreaking for me now but I promise to tell you everything about it when I’ll feel a bit better.”

“Honey, you don’t have to push yourself into doing so. I understand and I get that everyone is going though many difficulties. I only want to assure you that I’m here and you can count on me even if we only just met. I feel like we can become very good friends if you only want to.” She added, hugging me tightly and after a while I hugged her back.

***

“So this is the last place and we call it a Quad.”

“Isn’t it a pentagon?” I asked and she only giggled. “So, what kind of outcasts are here? I know about werewolves already.”

“Psychics are the most predominant species at Nevermore. They have different abilities from visions to telekinesis. Then we have Vampires or Fangs, whatever you want to call them. Of course Werewolves like me. Shapeshifters, Gorgons, Sirens, Faceless students and a Witch of course. You’re the first of your kind which makes you very special and I believe you’ll have a huge group of admirers anytime soon.”

“I’ve never been new at school. Being the first one of a specific specie isn’t good either. I don’t even know how I feel about it.”

“Don’t worry, Y/N. You’ll soon find out that Nevermore is wonderful and you are gonna love it.”

“Hope so. So is there any head girl or or head boy or someone I just should avoid?”

“Well, let’s start from Fangs, shall we? You should definitely keep as far as possible from Simon and his group. He always is unbelievably dumb and horny.”

“For blood?”

“I said horny, not thirsty.”

“Clear enough.”

“Then Bianca. The so called Queen bee. She used to date our Academy Turtured Artist Xavier but they broke up in September. Reason unknown.”

Tortured artist?

“Why tortured?” I half-whispered.

“His works are usually sick. Bloody and mysterious. But continuing, there also is Wednesday Addams. She came here about a month ago and is spooky. I mean I like her and she’s my dorm mate but you may be a little shocked. Next, a werewolf Lita Greyback. She’s-“

“Greyback?!” I screamed with my eyes widening. Happily I didn’t catch too much of attention.

“You know her?” Enid asked a bit surprised.

“Her surname sounds familiar. You see, I knew a werewolf back there in Scotland. He was on a dark side and I believe he could have a child. I have no idea if he ever had someone but if he actually has a child and it’s Lita, then we’re all in a danger.”

“Okay, I’m starting to freak out. You must tell me what actually happened before you came here.”

“Hey, but it may be my mistake. It’s just a surname, isn’t it? I only-“

“We should definitely go and have some mellisa. You know, to calm you down a little bit. You’re literally shaking.”

“I don’t need melissa. I’m just trying to tell you that-“

“Another newbie?” A tall boy asked. Considering the fact that Enid became red all the way, I assumed she liked him. Or maybe even more than just like.

“Hi Ajax!” She screamed with pure excitement. “This is Y/N and yes, she’s new. And this is Ajax. A gorgon, that’s why he’s wearing a beanie.” The blonde explained and the both of us only smiled to each other.

“So you’re a siren or-“

“Even better! She’s a witch. Like a real witch. She can do magic and-“

“I know what a which means, Enid.” He added offering her a friendly smile and then his attention was back on me. “I hope you’re not going to jinx us, are you? I promise to never piss you off.” Ajax laughed.

“Dark magic isn’t something I work with. Of course there are many let’s call them friendly jinxes for example tickle jinx but I rarely use any of them honestly.” I said.

“Wow, impressive. You seem very interesting. What about hanging out sometime?” He asked and I felt a sudden change of Enid’s humour.

“Well, that’s very nice of you but I must say no. I still haven’t agreed with what happened in my previous school and I really don’t want to bond to anyone yet. But I think you may hang out with Enid, wouldn’t it be wonderful? She’s much more cheerful than I am.” I said and when he blushed I knew exactly what game he was trying to play. Asking me out to make the blonde jealous. That was so obvious.

“Uhm.. Yeah. Actually it would be even better than just wonderful. How about that, Enid?”

Nobody could imagine her happiness. She couldn’t even speak and only shook her head and then Ajax left as happy as her.

“You really set us for a date, did you? Oh Y/N, I can’t believe it! I’ve been trying to get his attention for AGES and he never noticed me and now-“

“I get it. And personally I think you two will be a perfect match. Can we come back to our little trip, please? I would love to come back to my dorm and take a nap.”

“Right. You asked about Xavier, didn’t you? Here he is. The one painting the mural right there. Come on, let’s say hello. He’s gonna be amazed.”

I was trying to recall memories from Hogwarts to find a person similar to Enid but it was useless. I swear I’ve never met anyone as energetic and joyful as her. She was a pure happiness, sunshine, she was smiling almost all the time and was so honest.

“Xavier!” She said proudly, catching his attention.

Once he looked at us I got a feeling that he must be a very nice person. But unfortunately I couldn’t be more mistaken.

“This is Y/N and she’s our new student. And guess what specie she is.” She added giggling while the long haired boy was looking me up and down.

“A nymph?” He said almost with no emotions.

“Silly you! She’s a witch!”

“I would say a hag but what you prefer.”

Hell no.

What the hell was that?

“Excuse me, what did you say?” I asked, yanking his brush from his paint covered wrist.

“I believe she said you’re a witch, not a deaf.”

How rude.

„Xavier! What has gotten into you!” Enid shrieked with her arms resting on her hips.

“Do you really trust her? I remember my granny’s stories about witches. They are bad and untrustworthy. One spell and you’re dead. I prefer to stand face to face with a skin walker than with her. I think she should spend time with her own wrong sort.”

“I think I can tell the wrong sort by myself but thanks for a wonderful speech.”

“Could you give my brush back, witch?” He added with a bored expression, watching me scoff.

“Aport if you need it.” I said then throwing it away only to leave the both of them after that.

Enid was screaming at him like a psycho and then she joined me during my way back to my dorm.

“I’m so very sorry. You see, he usually is a sweetheart and I don’t know what-“

“I believe he can excuse himself well enough. He doesn’t need you to do that for him.”

“I thought people get excited when they meet a real witch. That’s amazing and your ability to cast spells is just out of world.”

“You see, Enid. Some people dream about being magical. Some still live in the Middle Ages. Some are afraid and some just hate us with all their might. Some may even think that their relatives have been killed by wizards. You’ll never predict what the reaction is going to be.”

“That’s so unfair.”

“I need to take a nap. I knew it would be difficult to fit here but I never thought about this kind of difficulty. Have a good day, En and I’m sorry but I don’t want to see anyone today.”

***

I woke up the next day, almost late for my first class. Back then at Hogwarts, our house prefects used to scream and wake us up but here at Nevermore we had no prefects. I had so many new stuff to learn and what was the worst for me? No magical classes. Only muggle ones like Maths, English, Biology etc. The only subject which was kinda similar to my previous classes was botany with Mrs. Thornhill. I used to learn herbology so I was ready for whatever was about to happen there. I arrived at the greenhouse punctually at 8 am only to be welcomed by Xavier’s unpleasant expression. He truly looked like he hated me with all his might. Unfortunately for the both of us only one seat beside him was free and we knew perfectly well, it’s not going to end up happily.

“Hey, uh..-“

“Wednesday Addams.”

“Right. Could we switch places, please? He doesn’t seem to like me and I really don’t want to fight with him.” I said looking at the black haired girl with a deadly pale skin and zero emotion on her face.

“Just ignore him. He’s going to get bored and won’t hurt you. You’re the witch here. You always can jinx him.” She responded and believe me, I’ve never felt so disappointed in my life.

“Yeah, right. Thanks for helping.” I whispered and took the free place after that. I tried very hard to avoid Xavier even though I felt his deadly glare all the time.

“And what exactly is that?” He asked pointing at my scroll of parchment and a quill.

“I have to make notes, right?”

“Can’t you just use a notebook and a pen instead of these funny objects? You’re no longer in your damn magic school.”

“You have a problem, not me so I would be damn thankful if you shut your mouth.”

The whole class laughed. Thank you all.

“You’re the newbie and yet you’re in the centre of students’ attention. What if you lost your lovely magic stick?” He laughed pulling my wand out of my uniform pocket.

“Give it back.” I hissed when he stood up spinning the wand between his fingers.

“Aport if you need it.” He added wanting to throw it.

“Xavier, give it back to Y/N.” Mrs. Thornhill said harshly, entering the classroom. “Are you mad? It’s a very powerful magical object. You have no idea what kind of consequences you’d pay for throwing it. Our whole school might even explode if you’ve done it. I don’t want the two of you to cause such of a problem. Hand it back to Y/N and may you please stop arguing for god knows what?”

“Sorry, professor. It’s not going to happen anymore.” He said and gave me my wand back. Then he sat next to me and leaned closer before whispering. “Don’t be too happy too soon.”

“Oh fuck you, Thorpe.”

“Miss Y/L/N, I will not accept speaking this way.”

“Sorry.”

“I hope so. So maybe if you’re here with us today, what about saying something about your previous school and subjects?”

Merlin’s pants, why?

I took a deep breath before standing up and feeling many pairs of eyes on me.

“I used to attend Hogwarts. A truly magical place which felt like home from the very first day. Every magical person belongs to this school after being born and there’s no way to change it. Or at least if you don’t have enough Galleons, our wizarding currency. You have no idea how amazing if feels to get an acceptance letter. I remember if as if it was yesterday. I still keep it. If you want to do shopping for the school year or just any magical ones you have to go to a certain place full of all kinds of shops from clothes to wands. Then, on the 1st of September you have a train from London to Merlin knows where. Probably some part of Scotland but our location is unknown even to us. Any electronic stuff like your smartphones would not work there due to the whole lot of energy going on there. That’s why I don’t own a phone. I use my owl, Snow, to send letters so don’t be afraid if one day my winged friend will visit you.” I laughed and all of my classmates did the same. Well, maybe not all. Xavier looked unbothered. “There were better and worse days. I had many enemies but also the best of best friends I could wish for. We’ve gone through the worst together and… Well, let’s just not talk about that. However, I had many exciting classes. One of them was pretty similar to botany. I’m talking about herbology. You have no idea how many wonderful plants surround us. Have you ever heard of a mandrake? A baby like plant whose screams may even kill if you don’t use earplugs while replanting it. Its juice is used to cure petrified people.

That’s scary.” Enid said almost pale.

“We also used to learn potions. That was my favourite subject. Brewing luck, love, death or pollyjuice potion is amazing even though it’s very difficult.”

“Do you have any spare death potion?”

“I-“

“Joking. I’ll find out myself.”

“Don’t worry about Wednesday, honey. She’s specific.” The teacher giggled.

“Well, okay. Continuing, we were also studying care of magical creatures, charms, history of magic, flying, defence against the dark arts, transfiguration and we could choose any extra classes from the list but there’s too much of them to talk about each one.”

“Wait, you can actually fly?”

“Yes, I even have a broom.”

“Like all those hags from scary stories. Do you eat children as well or maybe you’re a vegetarian?”

“I don’t eat people, you fool. But I may eat you if you won’t stop offending me.”

“You-“

“Stop this nonsense. Y/N, why are you here instead of your previous school?”

“It’s not existing anymore. A dark wizard ruled our world. That’s why I had to find another place for myself.”

“I hope you’ll accommodate here quickly and that Xavier will help you with it instead of arguing. It’s is very nice to have you here, Y/N. Shall we begin our today’s class? I believe you’re all very excited about the test which I was talking about previously.”

The look of utter disappointment was noticeable on each face. Even mine. I had no idea about a test coming. Starting a new school with a negative grade, how wonderful?

“Don’t worry, Y/N. I know you weren’t able to prepare for it so just read through questions and maybe you’ll know the answer, who knows? I won’t grade it if it’s negative, I promise.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Thornhill. I really appreciate it and I promise to catch up with your subject asap.”

Merlin only knew, that I was to get the best grade. Happily every question was about plants which I was studying at Hogwarts. Maybe my time at Nevermore wasn’t going to be fail at all?

Well, not exactly. Maths was my personal hell. I had no idea what was going on and nothing made sense. Xavier was making fun of me all the time especially when I made a mistake. And that happened plenty of times. But happily I beaten him in other subjects and that got on his nerves.

He then started trying to make my life a real hell.

The day of the Poe Cup came pretty quickly and I was absolutely terrified yet excited. I had my wand so we were to win. I knew it. That’s why other teams were kind of worried. Bianca was plotting against us but I knew that whatever she wanted to do, wouldn’t work. And I was right. Just before the official beginning, my team and I took a sip of Felix Felicis, luck potion. No rules meant no rules so we gladly used this opportunity and thanks to that, we came as second ones to the island and there I sprinted as fast as I could to the Crackstone’s crypt.

But where the hell our flag was?

“Looking for something, Y/L/N?” Xavier’s drawling voice echoed from behind. I turned around immediately to be met with his smiley yet ridiculous expression.

“Turned into what you really are, didn’t you Thorpe? I always knew you’re a clown.” I said sarcastically and he scoffed.

“I may be or not be a clown but I for sure will be the one holding the cup.” Xav laughed.

“Where’s my teams’ flag?”

“You said you can fly?”

I looked up and there it was. Hanging on a branch.

“How could you do that? What I’m going to do now?” I asked playing hurt. At this moment he was no longer happy at all. He knew too well that I had something on my mind. I reached for my wand which had a special place in the inner corner of my costume and then I pointed at the flag, whispering quiet “accio flag”. It sprang to my hand with a light speed which took Thorpe by surprise and just when he was almost ready to come back to his boat, I decided to slow him down a little bit. That’s why I pointed my wand at him and used a reduction spell so in a matter of seconds he became tiny.

“What the hell Y/L/N! Change me back, it’s not fair!”

“What are you squeaking about? I almost can’t hear you, doll.” I laughed lifting him by his costume collar. He was kinda cute with his arms crossed against his chest, legs dangling and furious expression. “That’s exactly what you get for offending me.”

“Change me back or-“

“The only thing you could do now would be biting the tip of my finger which I believe won’t happen because I would have to let go of you and that might cause and unpleasant injury. Let me take you to your boat so you won’t get lost in here, what about that?”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“Nothing new, Xav.”

And I did what I said. His friends were shocked seeing him in that state and I even heard some mocks towards him which made me burst out laughing but we won after all.

He was absolutely furious and I swear that I’ve never seen anyone this mad in my life.

Then the outreach day came and to my unhappiness the both of us were assigned at the Weathervane. He only rolled his eyes on me so I kept talking with this cute barista, Tyler.

“Would you mind to stop your silly conversations and help me maybe? I want to remind you that we were assigned here to work not gossip or even flirt.” Xav said.

“Fine. So Tay, what’s my job considering the fact that this poor artist is wiping dirty tables?”

Xavier’s scoff almost made me laugh. I truly loved getting on his nerves. He deserved it.

Tyler quickly showed me how to use this weird machine which was professionally called a coffee express and I only hoped to remember everything. My face expression was for sure worried as hell.

“I think it’s not the best idea to let her work with it. You see, she used to live under the rock for the past few years and she doesn’t even have a smartphone which means she may not get well with this yet shitty express.”

Well, he was kind of right at that point.

“I propose to let her wipe the tables and collect orders and I’ll be working with electronics. Are you into it, Y/L/N?”

“Yes.”

“Do whatever you want. Just please don’t destroy anything and try not to kill each other since I feel the unpleasant pressure between you two.”

“You should talk to her. She’s a hag here. But be careful with her or she’ll change you into a doll.”

I could say that this day was really good and even cooperating with this brat was successful. He tried to make me a fool many times yet he never succeeded. We spent many hours in the cafeteria but unfortunately right before closing Xavier spilled his hot coffee on me and that was indescribably painful.

“Xavier!” I shrieked wiping as much of a black liquid out of myself as possible. With my bare hands which resulted in burning them too.

And yet he was only standing in front of me with and unbothered face expression. How could someone be this emotionless?

“Don’t shriek. Just use your wand.”

“Are you serious? Do you really think that there is an uncountable amount of spells? I’m not a healer for Merlin’s sake, I didn’t study healing spells!”

“What kind of a witch you are then? I thought that with your help, all orders will be floating around the local and yet you had to walk around to give them to the customers. It’s-“

“You don’t understand anything.”

“So maybe enlighten me?”

“Honestly Xavier, I really don’t have any interest in explaining anything to you. Tell Tyler that I left.”

But what happened some time later, was absolutely unforgivable. Imagine that Kent invited me to the RaveN Dance and for some reason Xavier wasn’t too happy about that. He himself came with Bianca, his ex which was just as much prejudiced against me as he was. I had a truly the best time ever since the muggle music was fantastic. Even too fantastic because after about three hours due to a huge headache I needed to left the party. I was met with Bianca furiously looking at me with her shoulders crossed over her chest.

“Kitten got on your tongue?” She said burning holes in my head.

“What’s your problem? I just need to rest. Besides I have no reason talking to you, do I?”

Her scoff was so venomous that I thought I’m no longer talking with a siren. More like with a snake. She would for sure join Slytherin if it only still existed.

“Xavier’s talking about you all the time. He seems to be fucking mad at you and hate you, yet he can’t stop eyeing you.”

“There is a true hatred between us and I believe whatever he says is not too nice. There’s nothing you should be afraid of. If you still want him take him. I don’t care about him neither about you.”

With that I turned around and wanted to leave, but

“He asked me to use my amulet to make him forget about you.”

What the hell?

I looked at her again shocked.

“And did you do that?”

“Are you mental? My power was the main reason of our break up. He never trusted me and thought I was manipulating him. Yet he wants me to use it so he can no longer have feelings towards you.”

“Woah, slow down a little bit, okay? Firstly there’s no point in being mad and secondly he doesn’t have any feelings towards me, you get it? He hates me and I hate him and the only thing he may want to forget is all that hatred. I saw his expression while looking at me and believe, he is not interested and-“

“You’re so dumb girl. Go and have a rest now. Maybe you’ll understand everything better after few hours of sleeping because your brain clearly isn’t working. Have a good night.”

That was weird, saying delicately. What kind of feelings might he had towards me? Come on, he would destroy me if he could. I remember when he put a dog’s shit into my bag. Everything was smelly as fuck but happily I knew a cleaning spell which helped me with it. Do you think this kind of action means liking me?

“Leave me alone, Thorpe.” I heard from behind. It’s was Xavier and Bianca of course. He probably wanted to apologise to her yet she didn’t want to talk with him and came back to the Dance. Xavier’s and mine eyes met but when he wanted to say something, I left. And that was a huge mistake.

On the very next day, loud banging to my dorm room woke me up. I had got up and then opened the door. It was sheriff and probably his coworker.

“What’s going on?”

“Miss Y/L/N, you have to go with us.”

“I’m sorry Y/N.” Wednesday spoke with her usual emotionless expression. “…but I know it was you who attacked Eugene yesterday night.”

I had no time to discuss yet to fight against them. I was taken to the sheriff’s office and I spent several (or more) long days in prison with chains hanging from my wrists. In officers’ eyes, I was a monster which was haunting the woods in the area. A real hag which was looking for a revenge for her death relatives which were burnt alive for doing magic. It made no sense however they had a point. Eugene was attacked on the RaveN Dance night at the time when I left to take a rest. Bianca and Xavier saw me and I was sure it was Thorpe who framed me. At last he was the one who welcomed me with his unhealthy fright of witch monsters from his grandmother’s stories. Nobody could defend me at that moment and possibly prove that I came back to my dorm that night. I had no roommate. Besides I was horrifically worried about Eugene yet I had no clue how to contact with anyone. Sheriff had confiscated my wand before I hid it. To say more I had no visitors since I was considered dangerous and everyone was afraid of me. Wednesday was sure of me being the monster. Enid as her good friend for sure believed her. Xavier probably was happy as ever that he doesn’t have to look at me anymore and that he was right judging my witchy roots. After spending a few days there I broke down completely. I was sitting there in the corner, not wanting to speak or eat. My whole attention was focused on this one little window in the office and at my lovely owl Snow which was sitting behind windows’ glass, observing me. I don’t know how much time passed. It might have been two or three weeks but honestly I don’t know because I lost the track of time.

“Hey, Y/N!” Somebody hissed. My eyes widened seeing Lita Greyback herself, kneeling behind bars. She was the last person I could have expected to see.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came here to help you. You see, I know it’s not you who attacked Eugene.” She said. “We may not have met officially but I overheard Enid’s conversation about you and she said that you know my father.”

Hearing it, I came closer to her, wanting to know more. I sat right in front of her while she reached her hand to me.

“I’m Lita Greyback, nice to meet you officially.”

“Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you too.” I said shaking her hand.

“Look, sheriff doesn’t know that I’m here. I gave his coworker certain something to put him to sleep and I sneaked in. But I have a proof that you’re innocent. You see, since I’ve overheard Enid speaking about you, I kept observing you and saw you coming back to your dorm. I even thought about talking to you that night but then this whole incident happened and I was just shocked to say the least.”

“What’s your proof?”

“It’s my conversation with Sienna about you. I wrote her that I was hesitant about knocking your door and she wrote about the attack. She then sent me a voice message that Xavier thinks it’s your fault and I wrote that it’s impossible because you’re in your dorm. And if it’s not enough which I believe won’t be in this case, I also have a-“

“So you say she’s innocent?” Sheriff Galpin spoke and Lita immediately stood up.

“Yes, sheriff. I’m sure of that.”

“And your only evidence is a stupid conversation?”

“You may call it stupid but it actually is important. You see, Y/N and I aren’t friends. I mean not yet so I have no reason to help her. To say more I heard that Eugene’s scratches were nothing like injuries which could be made by a spell. Whatever attacked him it wasn’t Y/N. Maybe a bear or another monster?”

“What can you say about it, miss Y/L/N?”

“I’m innocent as I said plenty of times. You know, I wish Dumbledore- I mean a principal of Hogwarts could be here with his pensive. I could show you my memories and that would be the best proof yet it can’t happen without him.”

“And where is he?”

“Dead.”

“Or maybe it was a werewolf? Maybe that’s why you want to free her? You feel guilty so you came here and-“

“No, sheriff. It’s not me neither her. Please, show mercy. She spent almost 3 weeks here being innocent.”

“Why did you show up now, not those 3 weeks ago?”

“I knew I should have done it sooner but I was said by others that it’s not my business and-“

“Could you do something for me, Lita?” I asked and she only nodded. “You have to go to my dorm room and find a truth potion. It’s called a veritaserum and I keep it in a trunk under my bed. You’ll find it quickly because it’s the only transparent potion and it looks like water.”

“You think I’ll believe in it?” Sheriff laughed sarcastically.

“If you think I want to trick you, you’ll be the first one using it and you’ll see yourself that this potion can make you reveal the darkest secret of yours. It’s very powerful and if it won’t prove my innocence, nothing will.”

“Fine. Let me give you a ride to your school of freaks and we’ll both go to the damned room to find it. I’ll call the backup to have more witnesses.” He said to Lita and then turned to me. “Is that fine enough or maybe miss witchy wants something more?”

“I want to be free again. That’s it. And could you free me from those chains, please? They’re so heavy.”

“You really expect too much, lady.”

Happily it didn’t take too much time until they were back. The bottle of veritaserum was halfway empty so I had to be very careful with it because it was the only way to prove them wrong. As I said I wanted to use it on sheriff first however he didn’t agree and instead one of his workers took a sip of tea with the potion. After that he was brutally honest and I was sure that he’s to lose his job. Yet, everyone believed that the potion works and to their dismay they had to free me after I told them everything what happened on that certain night.

„It’s true then. Fenrir Greyback is your father?” I said during the way back to Nevermore.

“Yes, yet I’ve never met him. My mum is a normie or a muggle, whatever you call them. They met by an accident and had a short affair. Short because when she discovered what he was, she left UK and moved to the USA. She was really afraid of and unfortunately she found out that she was pregnant. With me obviously. So I’m a half-werewolf. Kind of cool yet it’s really painful to change during every full moon.”

“He’s a bad person, your father. He’s on the dark side fighting against the good one. He also killed many people.”

“I’m so ashamed of having such a father.”

“You shouldn’t be. You’re not him.”

“Do you think he would want to meet me if he knew he has a child?”

“I don’t know, honestly. I didn’t have an opportunity to meet him officially. Happily to me. But I think it’s better for you that he doesn’t know about your existence. Don’t get me wrong but Who Must Not Be Named would kill you and your mother in a matter of seconds. That’s what he did to most of people I knew.”

“I can see you suffering. You lost someone you loved, didn’t you?”

I only nodded not being able to talk about that. Once at Nevermore, we said our goodbyes and I came back to my dorm room. The next day was supposed to be quite chaotic due to the family weekend but I didn’t expect anyone. That’s very complicated and I thought I will never have to talk about that with anyone however it happened very soon. You see…

Saturday, the first day of family weekend. Everyone was over the moon and no one noticed my coming back. Happily for me actually. I felt betrayed for some reason so I didn’t want to talk to anyone anyway. I decided to spend my day in the school library which was totally empty this day. I had my fave spot there from which I could observe what was going on on the quad and in the academy park the same time. I sat there cross legged with my spell book which I was studying in the free time. Once I tried to flip to the next page, several pictures fell from it and made a small mess on the floor. I loved keeping photos in every book I owned. But once I saw all those smiling people waving to me from the pictures my eyes started to water. I felt my heart breaking once again. I don’t know when I bursted out crying. What happened was still unbelievable and I couldn’t agree with it. I don’t know how much time I spent there crying my eyes out, yet somebody joined me.

“You’re sad because nobody came to see you?” Xavier spoke leaning against the book shelf. He wasn’t sarcastic like always. I saw a guilt in his expression. “Just joking. My father left me alone too. Doesn’t have time for his crazy son again. But there’s no need to cry, believe me.” He said eyeing me. I swear that I saw a glimpse of tears in his eyes too. “I wanted to apologise for framing you. I was just mad and-“

“I don’t care about that anymore.” I said coldly. Once he noticed many photographs on my lap, he sat beside me, reaching for them. He was visibly confused seeing them moving like a video.

“Wow, that’s crazy.” He whispered. “Who are all these people? I can see you on this one but the rest?”

“My friends.” I replied not bothering to look at him.

“Where are they?” He kept asking.

„I don’t know.”

“I get it. It’s pretty difficult to keep in touch if you don’t have phones.”

“That’s not it, Xavier!”

I swear I never used to raise my voice at anyone and I was as shocked as he was. Yet I couldn’t stand being silent and left alone with my thoughts.

“They may be dead, you get it? Back then, when the Dark Lord tried to come back to ruling the wizarding world, my friends and I used to have a lovely life full of silly adventures. We had no idea about Vold- Dark Lord’s raising strength and power and then suddenly the wizarding war happened. He had one serious enemy. The boy who lived even though a death spell hit him. The Dark Lord lost his powers and tried everything to kill him what happened exactly a year ago during the war. I lost everyone I loved. The lovely golden trio is dead. Additionally my lover boy was kidnapped because he failed his mission and I don’t know if he’s still alive or not. And I may never know. The Dark Lord killed every muggleborn due to their filthy blood, he also started killing muggles and that’s why I had to run away and clean my parents’ memory. They have no idea that they have a daughter. They live somewhere in Africa or Merlin knows where and I’m here now.” I sobbed.

“That’s sick…” Xav whispered visibly flabbergasted.

“Sick? That’s what you think?”

“I mean, I’m very sorry. I can’t even imagine how it could be to lose everyone. But aren’t you afraid about this Dark freak finding you here?”

“I am.”

“Can I help you somehow?”

“You? You’re no use. I don’t trust you and I never will. You see, I used to have many enemies back there yet anyone had ever hurt me the way you did. I truly wish I could go back to the UK and fight against the dark wizards even though I know I’d collapse dead before I had a chance to reach for my wand. Yet I prefer to be dead than looking at you. And everything because you believe in those silly stories of your grandmother.”

Wow, that was harsh.

“I know I made a huge mistake and I’d do anything to repair it-“

“Just leave me alone.”

“I want to start once again. Please, at least try to give me a second chance. I’ll prove you that I’m worth it.”

“I don’t know about that, Thorpe. I-“

“Please.”

If you’ve never seen Xavier’s pleading eyes, believe me, it was almost impossible to say no to them. I was sitting there, in front of him with watery eyes and tears ready to spill and I wasn’t able to say a word. I couldn’t believe I actually showed him how weak I was. He was the last person who should’ve seen it.

“One last chance and don’t you dare ever asking me for anything.” I said with a breaking voice and after that I came back to looking at the photographs. I started crying once again. The pain which I was going through was unbearable.

The next days were grey and almost lifeless. I got many apologies from Enid and even Wednesday said she was sorry for accusing me. She told me about Crackstone and some shit about it but I wasn’t really paying attention. My mind was wholly focused on my experiment which was going successfully and I expected positive results soon. Of course I’m talking about creating a time turner. I said I loved potions, didn’t I? I was bloody interested in alchemy and that’s why I knew what substances I’m supposed to use to make it. It took a lot of time however I made it. And after trying I found out it worked so I was able to repair everything and destroy the Dark Lord.

“So what exactly are you planning to do now?” Xavier asked looking at the golden object in my hand.

“It happened about 11 months ago so I have to turn it… 8000 times. Quite a lot.”

“Why so many?”

“One turn for one hour. I don’t plan to do it actually. I know a dark spell which makes a magical object do exactly what I want. Confundus. Very advanced magic it is but I know exactly how to use it.”

“And what’s going to happen after that?”

“I’ll be back at Hogwarts. Me from the past and me from the present. I’ll have to be very careful. You know, I don’t want my past myself to see me. I would freak out. I think I have to go and talk with the principal and prepare a plan. He’s the only one being able to help.”

“And what if it works and the dark freak will be destroyed?”

“I don’t know. I probably will be in the UK with the ones I love. And you’ll never meet me.”

His eyes widened immediately.

“That’s it, Xavier. Are you aware of the fact that every little change in the past makes a huge difference in the present?” I asked a bit worried. “It’s very complicated actually. Playing with time isn’t funny. It’s a serious thing and considering a fact of Dark Lord’s possible death-“

“What if you’ll die during the war?” He hesitated fidgeting with his fingers.

“Well, I don’t know if the war’s going to take place if I tell Dumbledore about Voldy coming back to his powers. There’s nobody more powerful than Hogwarts principal.”

“But potentially if something happens to you? Doesn’t matter during the war or not.”

“I have to take the risk. It’s the only way to save my world and those who I love.”

“And if everything goes the way you want to where could you possibly be now? You know, so I could find you.”

“There’s no need to worry. You won’t remember me.”

The purest shock appeared on his face. I’ve never seen him this speechless.

“You want to tell me that for the whole time I was supporting you and you try to run away from us? From Nevermore? And I won’t even remember you?” He said looking straight into my eyes.

“We both know this school is not a place for me. Why do you care actually? As I said you won’t remember me. Once I disappear everything will change. You’ll forget about me immediately and-“

“I thought you wanted to come back after saving everything.”

“It doesn’t make sense. I’m trying to repair my world so I could stay there forever. Why would I come back here if it’s not my place to be?”

“That’s your revenge, isn’t it?”

“What the fuck are you talking about now?”

“Nothing. You know what, keep doing what you do. I don’t care about that anymore. Have a great time with your ‘Hog-twats’.”

“How dare you-“

“Just leave.”

And I did. Just as he wished.

• Xavier •

She said I would forget her immediately yet I didn’t. And I had no idea why. Did her plan work out? Or maybe she failed? My heart broke just at the thought. The truth is I fell for her not so long ago and my silly actions weren’t supposed to hurt her. I just wanted her attention, that’s all. And she chose being a hero only to have her lover boy back.

I had no time to think about that at all because there were some complications with Wednesday and Crackstone. Y/N was probably starting her new life in the UK and I was to fight with a dead man. Everything happened very quickly. Bianca, Yoko and I escorted students from the academy while Addams was in the quad. I could not let her face him all alone so I came back to her and-

“Petrificus totalus!” Y/N shrieked pointing her wand at this dead bastard and throwing a silver sword to Wednesday. Crackstone went totally stiff and then Wednesday stabbed him with it. He started turning into the dust and then disappeared. I was pale as fuck not knowing what the hell was going on. Why Y/N was there? Did she fail? Without thinking I pulled her behind a wooden pillar to talk, however suddenly Thornhill spoke. She pointed a gun at Addams and just when I wanted to go and save her, Y/N stopped me.

“Stay quiet. Everything is under control.” She whispered. Wednesday looked scared. Probably for the first time since she arrived at Nevermore.

“Expelliarmus.”

Thornhill’s gun flew away leaving her shocked.

“Who we have here. Miss Y/L/N, I see you’re getting better.”

“There’s no need to worry about me.” Y/N said still pointing her wand at the red haired woman. “Incarcerous”.

The tip of Y/N’s wand sparked and then Thornhill was tightly bonded by many thick ropes. Impressive.

“Soon someone will come to collect you, professor.” Y/L/N said before leaving. I ran after her but she was nowhere to be seen. She probably came back to Hogwarts and I felt bad again.

• Y/N •

The last few days were crazy to say the least. Everything was going perfectly, then I failed and then I succeeded again. Due to the last events at Nevermore, students were sent home earlier. I believe everyone was tired after what actually happened. You don’t fight with a dead man everyday, do you? Anyway, I appeared at academy too, to collect my belongings before leaving Jericho for the next few months. To my happiness I was welcomed by Enid’s shrieks and a tight hug. She was covered in bruises and scratches yet she still looked ravishing.

“It was amazing! Wednesday told me about your help with this dead freak and you became a school hero. Would you mind if I wrote about you on my blog?” She laughed with pure excitement.

“You have a free hand, Enid. I’m glad you’re okay. What about Ajax?”

“I think we’ve never been this close with each other. You have no idea how caring he is, especially after my first ever wolfing out.”

“I’m glad. What are your plans for the break?” I asked biting my lower lip.

“Oh, I’m coming back home to San Francisco. You have to visit me. I don’t think I’ll be able to bear few months without contacting you.” She said.

“Sure. Thank you, En. Sorry but I have to go to my dorm. I’m still not packed.” I added with a smile.

“I believe someone wants to see you too.”

With that she looked up at the balcony and Xavier leaning against the railing. He sent me a shy smile and a delicate wave. I knew I had to face the truth. I had taken a deep breath before heading up to him.

“So you’re back.” He said calmly with a slight smile.

“Yeah.” I whispered not daring to look at him.

“Why?”

“You don’t want me here?”

“Of course I want you here. But I just don’t understand. You said that I’ll forget about your existence. Yet you disappeared and I didn’t forget.”

“Let’s go talk to my dorm, shall we? I don’t feel comfortable getting all those curious looks from other students.”

“As you wish.”

We headed to my room without exchanging any word. I was unsuccessfully trying to collect my thought but for some reason I wasn’t able to. The chaos which happened lately was just unbelievable.

“So” I began after sitting on my bed. The long haired boy followed and once we were sat facing each other I knew I had to explain everything. “Let’s say that I failed.”

“You fucked it up even more?”

“Not exactly. You see, right after arriving at the castle, I decided to spend some time with my friends. Merlin, I love them so much and-” I sighed. “I knew I had to go to the principal and tell him about everything that was about to happen. However before I got a chance to do so, my lovely transfiguration teacher stopped me. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately she noticed the past version of myself behind the corner and knew exactly what I’ve done. She invited me to her office and forbade to say a word about the future. I could only tell her that the Dark Lord is back and rules the world but… She told me that I mustn’t change anything. You get it? She was aware of her possible death yet she didn’t let me do what I had to do. She said that the consequences might be too serious and I should give up if I don’t want to wreck the present even more. I also heard that what I wanted to do was selfish and I only thought about myself because I wanted to give myself another chance to be happy without thinking about how others’ life would be after that. And she was right. I was doing it go get them all back because I couldn’t stand my life without them but I haven’t been caring about their possible future. It’s our destiny which decided whether we should be alive or not. I only got a chance to speak to them one last time before coming back here and-“

You know that the tears of sadness are different than those of happiness? I almost coughed feeling the unbelievably salty taste on my lips.

“Shh. Don’t cry, Y/N. You can’t change anything with your cries.” Xav spoke, wiping my tears with his thumb. “I know it’s difficult and I’m very sorry that you have to go through this but you’re very strong and I believe you’ll feel better soon. Try to think positively. It was meant to be like that for some reason. What if you saved them and then they died in even worse way? Would you want them to suffer?”

“I don’t.”

“And that’s it. You have to believe that wherever they are they’re probably happy and they wouldn’t want to see you crying over something that you can’t fight with. Grief is awful, I know it but I promise that I will be here for you all the time if you need anything.” He added grabbing my hand gently.

“Thank you, Xavier. And I’m sorry that I wanted to leave you even though you gave me so much support. I truly was thinking only about mys-“

“It doesn’t matter. I was thinking only about myself too. I knew how much you loved them yet I got mad because I didn’t want to let you go. I like you. Quite a lot actually. I know you’re in pain now but I’d love to try and give you as much happiness as possible. Once again I’m very sorry for everything that happened at the beginning. I should’ve known you before judging.”

“It’s fine, really. I wasn’t too friendly myself.”

“I’ve never noticed.” He joked containing a laugh and I smiled delicately. “I have something for you.”

A bottle green box came to my view. It had a big ribbon on it and was not too heavy. I opened the lid slowly, expecting something to jump out of it however what I saw was a phone.

He gave me a phone.

“Xav, but I-“

“I’ll show you everything. Living among so called muggles have its own rules. One of them is having a cellphone so you can keep in touch with people. Don’t get me wrong but Snow is way too slow so she may feel free from now on. She deserves it, doesn’t she?”

“Thank you. Very much. It’s so new to me and.. I think it will take me half of my life to catch up with all those technologies surrounding me.”

“You have me, remember? Besides, I still don’t understand what actually happened during yesterday’s night. How did you know how to destroy Crackstone?”

“I told the transfiguration teacher about him. She couldn’t help me with fighting for Hogwarts so she told me all about him. That’s it.”

“You’re a hero.” He laughed, playing with my fingers. Wait, I haven’t even noticed him still holding my hand. “And where do you plan to spend the break?”

“No idea.“

“What about staying at my place? My father rarely is at home so he wouldn’t mind. And I could keep my eye on you in case you needed help.”

He was so soft and adorable at that moment. I couldn’t believe it was the same boy who used to tease me and put a dog’s shit in my bag. It may sound funny but I swear I wanted to murder him for doing it.

“That would be lovely if it’s not a problem.”

“Silly you, of course it’s not.” He laughed then eyeing my lips. “I know it’s probably too soon but can I… you know.”

Oh boy, what now? He was attractive but did I want it?

“Okay.” I said quietly and then he pecked my lips delicately. It felt like a sweep of butterfly’s wings against my skin. So quick and soft yet so satisfying.

“Let me help you packing your things and then I’ll buy us train tickets.” He said kissing my knuckles and I laughed at him which confused him a bit. Pulling wand out of my jacket‘s pocket, I pointed its tip at my belongings and said “pack”. Xavier’s expression was worth every Galleon. He was so focused on all floating objects that I felt better immediately.

“Intriguing. So if it comes to the tickets-“

“We don’t need them. Hold my hand and and close your eyes.”

I forgot to inform that the teleportation may be rough for those who had never experienced it before. His head was spinning for the rest of the day so our smartphone classes ended up with his head resting on my chest during his unexpected slumber. Happily his sofa was pretty comfortable and I fell asleep as well. There we were, both calmly snoring in each other’s embrace.

And in my dream, my lovely friends from Hogwarts were waving at me happily, saying their goodbyes. I knew, they were in the better place and didn’t want me to suffer anymore.

[slytherinqueenrose]

Merlin’s beard! Could you stop hating on me via private messages? I wrote for Percy before this whole shit happened and I’m not continuing until everything will be clear enough for all of us to decide whether we want to support the actor or not. I really was charmed by him and I only wrote about Percy because there was not enough Percy fics and that’s all. So if those of you hating on me could literally sod of and stop attacking me I will be grateful.

To say more - this is not even your business whether I support him or not and if you don’t want to read mine or whoever’s fics you can just block us, scroll down, etc. Hating on Percy supporters/non-supporters is a fucking weakness and you truly show that you’re not any better than all of those cyber bullies.

[slytherinqueenrose]

Just came here to comment on the recent incidents with Percy Hynes White

I truly feel disappointed and kinda disgusted in some way. I thought he was cool because he seems pretty nice and friendly on his media. Turning off the comments under his instagram posts was a little weird at first but then I thought that it actually is understandable. He has many young fans, they use to spam a lot and he’s just done something to prevent his phone from vibrating all the time. Can’t even imagine living with notifications bombarding me. But anyway.

I know that many of his lovely and innocent fans are very disappointed and also many of them try to defend him.

“Not guilty until proven”

Yes, that makes a lot of sense but…

We are ONLY and let me say it again - ONLY - fans.

(Or we used to be a fans, maybe some of our small “community” left after that)

But it means that we know NOTHING.

We mustn’t say that he is totally innocent - because we don’t know it. We also mustn’t say that all those allegations are fake - because we don’t know the situation. We have no idea who is innocent here.

And no - whoever you are, you don’t know him. Some fans are very, and I mean VERY naive and think that only by following him for months or years they actually know who Percy is and what he thinks. The fact is that if you can switch between your faces and choose the one which is good in a certain situation, between certain people, he can do exactly the same thing but even better thanks to his acting skills.

And I just want to ask for one thing.

Please stay neutral in this situation. Don’t hate on him and don’t hate on all those people who claim to be his so called victims.

You may ask why the hell not criticising him? If he’s a rapist he deserves it!

But we don’t know it, just not yet.

I’m not trying to defend him - ABSOLUTELY NOT. I could never support a rapist.

But if he potentially is not one, it will be much easier for him to only deal with his accusers not also fans.

If he is then who all of us are to judge? We have nothing to do with this situation so it really is better to stay neutral and observe.

I know what many of you may say now - how can we just observe when we should fight against rapes?

Again - we don’t know if those situations really happened.

I feel so weird that I can’t even think straight ☹️

[biggestsimponhere]

At this point i’m actually begging you, IM BEGGING YOU, please tag your fics correctly, let me reiterate if it’s an for example “Xavier x reader fic” don’t tag it “Tyler x reader” or “wednesday x reader” people don’t want to see the wrong fics while trying to find the fic they were looking for, i KNOW you want that reach because i do too. there are plenty of other tags that you could use for reach such as the actors name or for example “Wednesday characters x reader” or “stranger things characters x reader” but i’ve seen WAY too many people tag their fics wrong and i thought the last post would stop it but ig it didn’t reach far enough.

again i hope this didn’t come off bitchy i just want correctly tagged fics 😭

AGAIN THIS GOES FOR ALL THE FANDOMS!!!!

THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US FICS, WE DONT KNOW WHAT WE’D DO WITHOUT YOU, LOVE YOU, PLEASE KEEP FEEDING US (correctly tagged) FICS

[slytherinqueenrose]

Total bastard |Percy Hynes White|

Pairings: Percy Hynes White x Polish!F!Reader

Warnings: bit of cursing, stereotypes about cars, mentions of Harry Potter, let me know if I missed something. It’s shitty by the way.

Additionally: Y/N - Your name, Y/L/N - your last name, Y/F/N - your friend’s name, Y/C/B - Your car brand/car of your choosing

A/N: Hello! That’s my third writing here on Tumblr and I must apologise for the grammar! I’m Polish so English is not my first language and don’t feel too comfortable using it. I’d be very grateful for any feedback about it because I truly don’t know if it’s even comfortable for you to read 😩

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You may be wondering how does working on Wednesday set look like and the only word that comes to my mind and describes it perfectly is MAGICAL.

That was my first - let me call it - serious job. I took part in few other productions as an intern mostly and I played a background character only once before getting the role of Wednesday’s cousin. Coming back to the topic - even though I have some experience in films and I know exactly how everything looks behind the scenes, the set of Wednesday was something totally different and new.

Maybe it’s because most of the cast was young and not too popular (not counting Jenna and some other actors of course). That was the first place where I felt like I belong there.

But I also met somebody who desperately tried to break my heart or so I understood it.

Let’s start with a quick introduction. My name is Y/N, I was born in 2000, in Poland which makes me different from my movie character all the way. I was kind of stressed about joining the cast mostly fearing that I won’t be accepted. I mean, they all have became really good friends and what if I they treat me as an intruder ?

The trip to Romania was excellent even though some turbulences happened during my flight. Firstly I was wondering about driving a car (which would take about 12 hours but I thought of taking some stops in Slovakia and Hungary). I love travelling to new places but I decided that buying flight tickets and rent a car while in Romania definitely will be a better option. I needed some way of transport and I truly hated the public communication.

I did as I said, I rented a car and was heading straight to the hotel. The atmosphere of Romanian forests was just wonderful. So mysterious yet so beautiful. I couldn’t get enough of looking at the surroundings and I took few stops on the way to take pictures of as many views as I could.

After an hour or maybe a little bit longer I finally arrived at the hotel. It was just a simple building, not too pretty nor ugly. Cozy actually. It’s totally fine though. I don’t feel too comfortable in luxury places.

“Shitty drivers.” I muttered while trying to park my car on a parking lot. I have to mention that I’m a pain in the arse if it comes to driving. I always stick to the rules and rarely try to break any which often makes other people go insane. I remember my very first time in the US. I rented a car with my friend and she was laughing her arse off almost every time I drove. The only text a remembered after coming back home was “we’re driving with a very sick Jaguar. Almost dead”. And to make it even funnier, I have been overtaken by a bicycle.

Minute of silence, please.

But coming back to my thoughts.

After seeing this one black BMW parked totally wrong, I got a clever idea. What to do to piss off its driver? I parked my car correctly so there was no option for whoever owned that black car, to get inside. Sorry not sorry. I left the car and took my luggage and just when I was heading to the building, someone called after me.

“What do you think you doing? I can’t get into my car, you daughter of the devil!”

I quickly turned around to see a young man opening the black vehicle with his automatic pilot.

“Fly then.” I said with a grin.

“May you move your shitty Y/C/B so I can leave the parking lot?” He added visibility furious.

“Shitty Y/C/B you say. Well, does your BMW have working indicators or they are to cause a huge explosion if you use them?” I asked and raised my brows at him.

Before you’ll start hating me for this I must explain something. Polish people truly hate BMW drivers. It’s not like we don’t buy those cars - we actually do and they are very popular. However seeing a BMW using indicators is something worth celebrating. Does not happen too often, tho. If you happen to see a BMW with working blinkers, you can be sure it’s police driving it.

I didn’t even wait for his response, expecting it to be rude, and just turned around again and that’s when I noticed a certain boy that was portraying Ajax in the show. He was laughing his arse off while leaning against the hotel entrance.

“Well done, whoever you are. Jake is a total shit and makes everyone go crazy with his behaviour.” He said while extending his hand to me which I gladly accepted. “Georgie Farmer, Ajax Petropolus, call me whatever you want.”

“Nice to meet you, Georgie. I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I’m going to portray Wednesday’s cousin, Verity.” I replied with a smile.

“You have a funny accent. You’re not American for sure, aren’t you? I didn’t mean to offend you, of course.” He added.

“Don’t worry about that. English is not my first language so I’m not a mistress of speaking it. The truth is I usually fail doing so.“

„Stop saying so. You speak very well. I like the Brit or Australian sounding. But what’s your nationality then?”

“I come from Poland. Not too far away from here actually which I’m pretty glad about. At least my flight wasn’t tiring.”

“Woah, is that the country which is famous from pierogis?” He gasped visibly amazed and just when I nodded, he grabbed my hand and pulled me after him inside the hotel. I started giggling like crazy. I was totally over the moon because someone seemed to like me and that felt incredible.

“So I suppose you’re pretty stressed now before meeting the rest of the cast but there’s no need to worry. We are all very friendly and really excited to meet new cast members. Some of us are also pretty insane like Percy for example or Oliver but I’m sure that you’re gonna feel comfortable around them.” He said with a pure excitement, opening one of the doors for me. ”I believe that Emma dreams about giving newbies a hotel tour just like Enid would but what about me being your guide today? She’s rambling too much while showing people around.” He said. Well, isn’t it like he was rambling too?

“As long as you keep smiling and being all excited.” I replied winking at him.

And honestly that was the best beginning of a new friendship in my whole life. We spent around an hour running around the building while he was trying to show me everything. And I mean totally EVERYTHING. He even showed me a secret underground room where he, Percy and Oliver meet from time to time to gossip about what had happened during their day. Boys.

“And so this is the last room of ours. We call it a freak day room because we spend most of our free period here. A lot is happening here everyday so don’t be scared seeing whatever is going on there right now.” He said less enthusiastically.

“I’m prepared to see the worst.” I replied giving him a reassuring nod. I could already hear laughter coming from there and I felt sick from fear. I’ve never used to be too confident, not even mentioning popular. I was just a plain, grey, unknown and the least liked person in my school years. I’ve never had real friends. All of my “friendships” usually come to an end after few months.

“Guys, guys, guys, attention please.” Georgie spoke while entering the room. All the laughter stoped and everyone looked at him at once. “Percy, may you please stop this ungodly singing?” He added. “So I want to introduce a new person to all of you and-“

“You met someone new and didn’t tell us sooner?”

“I’m sorry, Emma but I needed to give her a quick tour and talk a little bit. Whatever. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Y/N, Polish miracle with a funny accent.” Georgie chuckled pulling me into the room. I almost fell noticing all those glances.

“Hiya, nice to meet you!”

Let’s say that the very first day with the whole cast was just amazing. Everyone had a lot of questions, some simple, some weirder. We had a lot to discuss and considering the fact that the boys opened a champagne and then another and another, it resulted in a killer headache on the next day.

But it doesn’t matter.

Percy does.

Since the very first time we laid our eyes on each other, there was a sort of a weird tension between us. I felt pretty shy for no reason and he seemed to judge me. Or so I understood because I usually think that people are gossiping about me which never happens actually.

The thing is that he was acting different in my presence. For example this one time when he was listening to music and singing in a tent, he stopped immediately after I joined him and few other cast members. His face expression made me feel sorry for interrupting their fun time however was it my fault that I was just being curious about what was going on in there? Oh, ok. I’m a bit nosy but IT WAS OUR TENT and I had a full right to go in there.

The second time I felt bad was the Halloween day. Emma and I were simply preparing our costumes in our “freak day room” when Percy came. He just leaned on the doorframe with his arms crossed on his chest and was looking at what the both of us were doing. Then, he chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

“What?” I asked confused.

“Well, don’t get me wrong but wouldn’t it be just enough if you would have gone to the festival right after waking up? You know, all sleepy and messy.” He said with his characteristic grin. What was that supposed to mean?

“I was thinking about that actually.” I replied a bit upset forcing a small smile. Yeah.. He basically thought I was ugly. I can’t say I wasn’t though. At the age of 23 I had a lot of insecurities which may seem to be odd for many people.

“What are you planning to wear, Percy?” Emma asked.

“A beautiful smile and my fave hat. Enough to make all ladies gasp.” He chuckled and then left.

“He’s unbearable.”

That definitely was true. The way he laughed at me made me go insane every time. When I couldn’t hold the arrow properly, there he was, laughing his arse off. Same after all my bloopers. We also had a pretty heated argument scene one day and he couldn’t hold his laughter. I didn’t know what was going on. Was I truly this bad at acting? Not even mentioning the way he used to mock my accent and made me feel sorry that it was more British than American. Well, it’s not my fault! Polish schools ONLY teach British vocabulary and accent. It’s more familiar to all of us and additionally I used to grow up only having British or Irish idols. Who doesn’t remember One Direction for example? I was a number one fan and honestly I wouldn’t make it with my English without them. Before I met Percy I thought that the way I spoke didn’t matter but it clearly did. I truly started to have enough.

I can’t not mention the fact of being a Potterhead which was for some reason too funny for him. He used to walk around pointing at me with his fingers and go with “expelliarmus” or “abra cadabra” which wasn’t even a Harry Potter spell (and he knew that but wanted to see me explaining it to him and getting embarrassed). At this point I was truly frustrated.

“I’m so glad I have a bit more free time today. I was thinking about visiting the nearby shopping centre. What about you, Joy?” I said while eating lunch. That was the first day after a month of shooting when I was needless on the set. The most of my scenes have been recorded already and now it was only Jenna and her serie family time.

“I was there loads of times and I never get bored of going there. I will for sure keep you a company. I need to buy some stuff especially after Georgie ate almost all of my candy!” She laughed with pure happiness on her beautiful face.

“What are we doing today ladies?” Percy asked, putting his hands on Joy’s shoulders.

“We plan on escaping and doing some illegal stuff. Wanna join?” She replied with a smirk knowing just well that he definitely would accompany us if it really meant something illegal. He was overly confident and usually into rebelling.

“Does it mean few hours of shopping in cosmetic stuff which I ain’t understand? Then thanks.”

“We’re definitely planning on robbing a jewellery shop.” I said winking at him.

“Would be such a reward to have some new shiny necklaces, wouldn’t it? I bet it could ease your embarrassment after yesterdays fails on set. I really think you’re shitty sometimes.” He chuckled and made my heart shatter.

“Yeah. You’re right. So what about leaving soon, Joy? I think I’ll go to take my phone and car keys now.” I added not looking at him.

“I need to take a shower before we leave. Give me at least an hour, is that fine?” She asked smiling friendly.

“Sure. Take your time.”

As I said I went to my room and just sat there, looking at the wall. I’m shitty. That’s what he thought. How cool is that?

But no. It wasn’t what made me sob. Just not yet. The real reason of my future tears was much worse.

About a week later, just few days before Christmas, we all decided to have a lovely, friendly free period after work without caring about the job, without rehearsing, basically it was supposed to be just a chill out. Eating, doing nothing, maybe dancing a little, you know just a normal evening with friends. I was heading straight to our day room when I heard something what broke my heart into millions of pieces.

“What about you and your screen lover, artist?” Georgie laughed. Gossiping about me then. Fine. I just stood there behind the door to hear more and that was a mistake I wouldn’t make twice if I could turn back time.

“Y/N is… well, let’s say that I really couldn’t get more fantastic partner.” Percy scoffed, purest sarcasm in his voice. “I thought they’re going to hire a hot Latino chick for this role but then she came and I’m… huh. Can’t get over this. It’s a simple misunderstanding. You see, someone like her and someone like me. Not to mention that she’s one or two years above, isn’t she? Like a mama.”

“Oh yeah, I can totally agree, mate.” Olivier replied chuckling.

With that I didn’t even bother to listen to them anymore. I headed back to my room where I decided to call my bestie via FaceTime to let all of my negative emotions out. I sobbed hard for another half an hour and she was just there, looking at me and simply not talking. She was wonderful. She had no idea what happened but was waiting until my cries died, giving me some time before finally listening to the story and starting comforting me.

„Naprawdę nie wiem, co takiego mu zrobiłam.” („I literally have no clue what I’ve done to him to deserve it.”) I said, wiping the tears out of my face.

„Moje biedactwo. A przedstawiają go jako aniołka. Posłuchaj, siostra. Może i traktuje cię w taki a nie inny sposób, ale czemu to ma dla ciebie takie znaczenie?”

(„Poor little thing. Can’t believe he’s portrayed as such an angelic person. Listen to me, sis. He may be treating you like this but why does it actually matter to you?”) Y/F/N replied but just after that we heard my door being opened. I didn’t turn myself in the sound’s direction because I could clearly see in my phone screen who entered my room.

Percy himself.

But what the fuck did he want? I decided to stay unbothered and show no emotions at all. At last I didn’t want him to know that I was eavesdropping. Happily he does not know my mother language so it wasn’t too difficult to continue my conversation without his suspiciousness.

“Wiesz… Podłapałam małego crusha na tym dzieciaku. Nie wiem czemu. Zazwyczaj zachowuje się jakby się naćpał, ale jest dość uroczy i…”

(„You know… I might have fallen for him a bit. I know it’s ridiculous but he’s usually acting high like shit but he’s cute at the same time…”) I replied and saw a clear disbelief in my bestie’s face expression.

“On ci rujnuje samopoczucie z dnia na dzień coraz mocniej, a ty się w nim zakochujesz. Powinnaś się przebadać.”

(„Can’t believe it. He’s making your self confidence fall more and more everyday and you’re just casually falling in love. You should go and see the doctor real quick.”) She added visibly angry.

As we continued discussing this and that, I felt a movement on my bed. Percy sat cross legged behind me with a faint smile on his face which made me truly uncomfortable.

“Jak on w ogóle może tak o, wparować do twojego pokoju i gościć się w nim jak u siebie? Zwłaszcza po tym co powiedział.”

(„It’s so bold that he’s able just come to your room like nothing happened and simply feel like he’s being at his own place. Especially after what he said.”) Y/F/N said looking him straight in the eye. “Wydaje mi się, czy zaraz rzuci na mnie klątwę? Może Avada Kedavra?” (“Is he trying to hex me right now? Or maybe he’s planning on using Avada Kedavra?”)

„Możemy zmienić temat?”

(“May we stop talking about him?”) I asked with a forced smile.

But then I felt a very delicate tapping on my shoulder so I finally turned around to face Percy.

“You didn’t join us. Something’s wrong?

Yes, Percy. Yes. You happened.

“Powiedz mu co o nim myślisz i daj znać jak poszło.”

(“Tell him what you think about him and let me know how it went.”) My bestie added before ending the call.

“I don’t feel too well today so I just decided to stay here and spend some time alone.”

“Come on, sweet things, I know you’re lying.”

What did you call me?

“No idea what you’re talking about. I have a right to feel bad”.

“Something is clearly bothering you”.

How come that he was able to read my mind?

“Well maybe you wouldn’t need to worry about such a shitty thing if I was a hot Latino chick.” I retorted not daring to look him in the eyes. It took him off guard immediately.

“Wait, what?” He asked confused and then his face dropped. “Y/N, have you heard what I said down there in our day room?”

“Obviously. Look, I’m sorry that I got the role and you have to look at my Polish shitty face. I wish I looked different but I can’t. Also sorry for being shitty on set. And additionally I’m sorry for talking the way I do and I’m extremely sorry for liking what I like. I-“ I was cut.

“It’s a misunderstanding, sweet things. Let me explain, please.” He pleaded taking my hand into his and I just nodded. “I didn’t mean anything bad by saying all that stuff earlier. It might have sounded bad or so but I am very happy to have an honour of working with you. What I said about your acting was just a way to tease you. I like when you get flustered. I’m not laughing at the way you sound. I find it extremely attractive. I have a weakness for girls speaking languages and changing accents. Harry Potter is absolutely fine and I like it too. I mean, I like it a lot and even have a Dark Wand somewhere at my house. And what I said today… Sweet things, it was all positive. You see, I truly couldn’t get any better person to portray my lover. You’re just perfect doing your job. I also didn’t mean anything - I swear - anything bad talking about you and I feel like I wouldn’t be enough for you. So that’s why I told that someone like me couldn’t be with someone like you. You’re just much more mesmerising and too good to ever be mine. I’m so sorry about making you feel bad all this time.” He added with a pure sadness in his eyes.

This time I was taken aback.

“Wait, does it mean that-“

“I like you and truly wish we could start all over again. If you want of course. I get it if you don’t feel like being with someone younger.”

“You know that the age doesn’t really matter?”

“So is that a yes?”

“It doesn’t hurt to try though. But don’t you dare calling me “mama”. Like ever again.”

“Of course not. Never.”

Yeah, he was absolutely going to call me that. Seeing his little grin made me realise he’s not the one to trust at all.

To: Bestie 😈

Percy and I got together.

That might piss her off.

From: Bestie 😈

HAVE YOU GONE NUTS!

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A/N: I really am going to shit myself not knowing your opinion 🥲.