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[hexbees]

buildup to dating draco headcanons! pt.2

a/n:: my own personal headcanons for draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!

draco who shamelessly keeps a pack of hair ties in the potions classroom for you because you always forget to tie it up

"oh my gods, draco do you have a ha-" you'd groan out loud at your forgetfulness

"what color?" he'd hide the upturn of his lips, knowing he'd only bought apple green ones. it was on instinct; you look so good in green.

never catching an attitude, even when he is upset or annoyed with you.

"just please let one of us know next time you leave a party with someone." his eyebrows scrunched together.

"draco-" you'd sigh.

"we were worried, we couldn't find you. i just want to know you're safe." he'd shake his head, eyes watery from lack of sleep staying up waiting the night before.

"im sorry"

draco who lets you be yourself, with no judgement.

"granger sat next to me in the library! oh my god, she smelled so good. i think i'm in love, seriously." your head slamming down between your crossed arms in a huff.

"why don't you ask her on a date then?" he flipped the page he'd been reading, not even looking up.

"ugh, like she'd ever go out with me." you pout up at him.

"worst she can do is say no..." he'd finally look up, letting his head tilt a little while he thought. "or hex you. she scares me just a little."

getting fidgety with your affectionate touches, he swears you do it on purpose.

"can you stop moving?" you'd wiggle in your spot, exaggeratingly copying his movements.

"you're sitting on my lap, what do you expect me to do?" he'd grab at your hips to halt your wiggle.

"i don't know, let me be comfortable." you'd lean back against his chest with a slight huff. he'd immediately stop moving completely, even steadying his breath, in hopes you'd gain comfort and stay in his lap.

never letting you pay for anything for anything in shops.

"just a butterbeer please" you hadn't even looked at the shopkeeper, digging in your side bag for a coin.

"i got it" he'd place the payment on the counter faster than you'd even finished ordering.

draco who always stands off to the sidelines, watching your surroundings so you can enjoy yourself fully.

he noticed Cormac lingering behind you even after you had turned around and told him to piss off. "McLagen, go the fuck away."

"mate, come on. she looks so good, i just want to dance with her." Cormac would try to argue.

"she does look good, but not for you." he'd cross his arms and stand between you and the creep, cutting off his view of you without interrupting your own fun. you were completely oblivious to draco behind you now.

he can't stop the compliments from fumbling out of his mouth, no matter what you look like or where you were.

"you look ravishing, mon amour." he'd pass you a water bottle, smiling at your red skin and the hair stuck against it.

"i was just at practice. my hair is knotted and im sweaty, mon cher." you'd sneer at him, annoyed with your loss at a skirmish.

he'd smiled at your attempt to mock his pet name, but his heart would only swell "yes, i can see. you still look beautiful."

draco who can't, or rather doesn't care to, hide his feelings for you anymore.

"god, you're so in love with her, it's pathetic." blaise mocked him, watching him gaze at you reading a book across the room, none the wiser.

"oh please, its endearing and sweet." pansy would smile at him, patting his arm while his face rose into his own smile hearing you puff out a laugh at the page you were reading.

draco who finally confesses

"do you even realize how i feel about you?"

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, i'm in love with you. surely you've noticed."

"well i didn't want to assume-"

"my god, just please come on a date with me."

[biggestxsimps]

Study Date

Draco Malfoy x Male Reader

A/N: This requested over on our Wattpad! I really hope this is okay. Always, if there's anything you think should be changed, just let me know!

You loved to spend your evenings in the library, the smell of ageing pages and vintage furniture always made you feel comfortable. Of course, you weren’t just here to admire your surroundings, but to actually study.

Most of your classes you had, were with your boyfriend, Draco. And somehow, it became harder and harder to focus on classes and get work done. The two of you gossiping as your classes went on without you. Only truly focusing in your Potion’s classes, too afraid to be faced with Snape’s discipline.

That brings you to now, sitting behind a withering table on a just as old chair, as the lamp in front of you flickered ever-so-slightly. You lift your head, stretching your neck as you tear your eyes from the book that felt excruciatingly longer than it was, turning to your mumbling boyfriend.

His book laid open on the table and his hands were quick to copy the printed words onto a yellow-tinted parchment, the hushed words falling from his mouth as he wrote them. As he dips his quill, he glanced your way, noticing your eyes on him.

Leaving the quill in the inkwell, he faces you, a couple bones popping as he shifts out of his previously uncomfortable position. His eyes soften as they fall on you, a small tired smile creeping its way onto his face.

Your lips mimic his, it wasn’t often you saw Draco this relaxed, it was truly a sight for sore eyes. It almost made you sad, his smile not as familiar as it used to be. You sigh, that wasn’t a thought for now.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this before I either fall asleep or my hand falls off.” He shakes his hand awake as he lets out a scoff, you chuckle, agreeing with him. “I can barely keep my eyes open anymore.” You rub your palms against your aching eyes, trying to keep them open just a little longer.

“I say we take a break.” He leans back in his chair as he crosses his arms. “We’ve been at this for hours.” You hear a slight whine in his voice, you couldn’t deny, a break sounded great right about now. You nod, bringing your arms above your head, exaggeratingly stretching as you groaned.

Once your arms dropped, you brought one to the boy beside you, resting your hand against his cheek. His eyes flutter shut as he digs himself further into your touch, his fingers wrapping around your wrist, bringing you closer.

A tense breath left his lips “I missed you, this.” You let out a little chuckle. “We’re with each other almost all day, every day.” His eyes open back up to send you a playful glare, his other hand sending a soft hit to your leg. “You know what I meant. It’s not often we get peaceful moments, like these, to ourselves.”

You respond, a grin still slightly evident on your face. "I suppose this is nice, I can't say I haven't missed being with you, like this." Your thumb starts to draw little circles against his cold cheek. He hums, clearly enjoying the feeling of your warmer hand.

"You're truly gorgeous, Draco." You watch as pink starts to find its way on his face, his lips slightly twitching before he sunk into your shoulder. You both let out your own quiet laughs, his head dipping into the crook of your neck.

Your hand falls from his cheek, slowly grazing over his body before stopping against his lower back, your fingers twiddling with his loose robes. He follows your movements, bringing his arms around you and holding his hands against your own back.

“You’re too kind to me.” You feel Draco’s smile against your neck as he talks. Your head starts to lightly shake as you whisper back to him. “Only as kind as you deserve.” His head lifts back up, only a few inches from your face. “Thank you.” You feel his light breath fan against your lips before he presses his lips against your own.

The kiss is chaste, full of love and longing as you tangle your hand into his hair, pulling him deeper into you. His hands reach to your neck, wrapping around before slightly pulling you lower into him. The both of you part, breathlessly gasping before reconnecting.

He slowly pulls away after a few seconds, his cheeks about as red as his swelling lips. A comforting silence fills the room as your fingers comb through his hair, brushing down the messy flyaways. Draco slightly hums at the touch, eyes falling shut again.

Draco sighs as he falls back into you. "How are you feeling, Love?" You gently scratch against his scalp before he mumbles against you. "Mhmm.. Just tired." You nod, slightly pulling him off of you.

"C'mere." You lean back as you tap your thighs. He drozily lifts out of his chair, taking a seat in your lap. You keep your torso tilted back as his body completely falls into yours, arms wrapped around your shoulders as he lays his head in your neck.

"Rest well, Draco." Your hand draws and lightly drags around his back, your lips placing a soft kiss against his forehead. He whispers back a "G'night" before you hear his light snores.

A/N: I honestly enjoyed writing this, give me more Draco requests pleasee (jk)

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 1

[to-fly-with-clipped-wings]

The Girl Who Lived Series Masterlist

Summary: Set in a universe where you are the chosen one, and Harry Potter is your best friend who tries to help you navigate the woes of being the lone hero of the wizarding world.

Aka a swap au where your parents are dead but the marauders + Lily are not. This fic is a multi-chapter one, and will pretty much cover all of the major events that happen at Hogwarts, with a slight twist since you’re the chosen one and not Harry. Eventual Harry x Reader, slowburn, friends to lovers.

Main Harry Potter Masterlist

Chapter 1.1: The Unexpected Visit

‘“I dunno what it was, no one does - but somethin’ about you stumped him, all right.” Hagrid turned to you, a mixture of warmth and respect blazing in his kind eyes. You straightened your back, preening under his gaze. So, what he was saying, basically was that you were the hero of the wizarding world. It had been you. The antidote to the disease. The champion. You were the saviour.’ OR: in which unexpected encounters open your eyes to a whole new world. One, it seems, you know nothing about, but knows everything about you.

Chapter 1.2: Train Rides and Talking Hats

‘“Oi,” you spoke, feeling your jaw clench at the blond boy’s demeanour. “I’d watch what I was saying if I was you, especially considering the crap that’s spewing outta your sewage-system of a mouth.” Draco Malfoy turned his sharpened gaze toward you. “And I’d be more careful if I was you. You don’t want to make enemies with the wrong people.” “Same goes for you.”’ OR: in which you hitch a ride on the Hogwarts Express and buckle up for one hell of a ride.

Chapter 1.3: To Win

Coming soon xoxo

[harrypottersprettygirl]

𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑. 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮！ 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝗒／𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖴𝗆𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋，𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾， 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍？

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗈𝗈𝖼 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒，𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌，𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 “𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗒“， 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀．

<𝟥

𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒, skipping dinner and drowning in self pity while 𝗂 watched the scar on 𝗆𝗒 hand

“filthy mudblood“ was written, as 𝗂 watched the scar not only was the pain harsher but there were more tears threatening to spill out

mudblood. mudblood means dirty blood, it’s a really foul name for someone who’s muggle born, someone with non magic parents.

why was it effecting 𝗆𝖾 so much, why does it matter, it’s a scar it’ll fade one way or another, maybe not tommorow but, eventually, it will.

𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 still “admiring“ 𝗆𝗒 scar, trying to look at it as a reminder that this shows that 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 not weak, never was, muggle born or not.

𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 pulled out of 𝗆𝗒 thoughts 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂 heard someone knock, 𝗂 thought it was one of the girls that heard what happend and was just thirsty for more details

“go away.“ 𝗂 muttered, trying not to sound 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝗋𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀

“𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗆𝖾，𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒．“ 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽， 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗌𝗈？ 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾．

“𝗈𝗁，𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒，𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇．“ 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋，𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾．

“𝗂 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽．“ 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖽，𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾， 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌．

𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇，𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾

𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋，𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍

“𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍？𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖴𝗆𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌， 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝖽𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽， 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅． 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾？𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅．𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 ，𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗍．“

“𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎．“ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍， 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍

𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽．

“𝗌𝗁𝗁，𝗂’𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎，𝗀𝗈𝗌𝗁．“ 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽

“𝗈𝗁，𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅．“ 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾．

[gg-sky--gg-sky]

Spooky Season Date// Tom Felton

Y/n’s POV- I stood next to the cider booth cuddling into my sweater as I waited for Tom to get back with our ciders. I spotted him on his way over to me holding two disposable cups with apples printed on them. “Here you go love,” he smiled at me as he handed me my warm cider. I smiled at him taking it in my hands and sipping the warm liquid. “Thank you,” I smiled once my throat was warm again. “Let’s go to the pumpkins before all the stations are full!” he said excitedly, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the pumpkin carving stations… “Stop looking, it's a surprise!!!” he tried blocking my view of his pumpkin as I tried to take a peek. “I just need some inspiration,” I laughed. “Look on Pinterest or something” he shot back laughing. “Ughhh I have no thoughts” I whined, shaking my pumpkin… “Ok ready?” he asked. “Almost… Just one more detail…” I said trying to add a little something to my pumpkin. “Ok let’s go” y/n. “Ready… 3 2 1 go!” t. We both turned around showing each other our pumpkins and Tom bursted out laughing at my pumpkin. “How dare you laugh at my pumpkin?” I gasped, fake offended and started laughing as well. “I’m not laughing,” he said, laughing at my pumpkin that had a little smiling face in the middle and some random designs all around it. “My pumpkin is cute, your pumpkin just looks like-” y/n, “Like it was carved by a professional? Yeah I know” he smirked holding up his traditional spooky face pumpkin with pride. “Whatever, it looks good I guess,” I rolled my eyes playfully… “C’mon just one more bottle!” I cheered for Tom as he tried to knock down the last bottle on the shelf. “Yay!!!!!” I cheered as he knocked down the last bottle. I raised my hands in excitement and went up to him. He embraced me and spun me around in excitement. “Which prize would you like sir?” the kid handling the booth said in a monotone voice. “I’ll take that one,” Tom said, pointing to a pumpkin stuffie they had displayed. “Have a great afternoon,” the kid said, handing him the plush and taking his phone out. “Damn. It really sucks that much to work here,” Tom laughed as we walked away. “Kid is probably just tired that he has to deal with people like us all day,” I chuckled. Tom handed me the plushie as he intertwined his fingers with mine holding my hand. “What?” I asked, holding up the plush. “I won it for you,” he smiled. “Awe how cute” I smiled holding it close to my chest… “Well I guess we go our separate ways then” Tom said looking kinda sad. “Well we don’t have to…” I looked at him suggestively. “What did you have in mind?” He asked, raising his eyebrows at me… “You have to get in there. Really work it” Tom said guiding my hands. “I’m tired” I groaned as I kneaded the dough. “Alright that’s fine, we don’t want to overwork the dough” t. “When I said I wanted to make cookies I was thinking we could just go get dough. I didn’t want to make them from scratch” I laughed as I began cleaning up the flour left on the counter. I was wiping the flour onto a dust pan when I tripped over something on the floor, falling forward a bit before I caught myself. “Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry” I laughed looking up at a flour covered Tom. He turned around, his mouth in an O shape, shocked that he just felt his whole body get covered with flour. “This requires revenge” he nodded his head, giving me evil eyes. “No, I swear it was an accident,” I said, backing up and extending my arms out to keep him away. He grabbed some flour from the counter and threw it at my head. I gasped in surprise as he laughed at my shocked expression. “Awe naw dawg” I glared at him grabbing some more flour from the counter. He realized and ran away from me circling the island I had in my kitchen… “Well that was something” Tom laughed wiping some flour from his forehead. “It sure was. I really hope these cookies come out good” I laughed along with him washing my hands in the sink… “Do we just eat these in silence now?” Tom asked looking down at the cookies we just decorated. “Well we could watch a movie” I suggested. “Yeah, yeah. Just don’t say-’ T. “Harry Potter?!” I said excitedly. “Ughhh I knew it” Tom rolled his eyes. “Oh c'mon it’s spooky season and I usually watch Harry Potter around this time anywayyyy” I tried convincing him. “Fine, fine. But then we have to watch something else so I can forget the cringiness” he sighed…“Well I guess it’s time I should I’ll be heading off then” Tom smiled looking down at me. “I guess it is. I had a great time with you though” I smiled up at him. He bit his lip slightly before dipping his head down to meet my lips in a quick kiss. “We should do this again sometime” he smiled, his cheeks getting red. “We definitely should” I smiled, watching him walk away.

-SKY

[aspiringauthorintraining]

Potter’s Super Date (2/?)

(Y/N) had successfully held out for two days, avoiding the head boy anywhere and everywhere. Which turned out to be a challenging feat, considering they shared the same common room. 

When James had found out they would be the Head Boy and Head Girl, he was ecstatic. Especially, since it meant the Marauders would practically get away with anything now. But if she had known this was what was going to happen, she would’ve declined Dumbledore’s offer of Head Girl in a heartbeat. Maybe then, the position would have gone to Lily after she rejected it, and James would not be chasing her around the castle, currently.

Not to mention, her most trusted companion wouldn’t be betraying her right about now.

“Please just say yes, (Y/N).” Remus pleaded, clutching his hair in frustration. “He won’t stop whining. And he’s soon going to find us here, and get us kicked out like he did yesterday.”

“Remus, not you too!”

“Sorry, I can’t handle it anymore!” He grasped his hands together, begging. “Please, end our misery.”

She grumbled, unhappy that her only comrade was betraying her. She undoubtedly knew Sirius was going to side with James, but hoped her best friend would be on her side. 

It was then she saw the library doors slam open from afar, revealing, the one and only, James Potter.

“Speaking of misery.” she rolled her eyes.

“(Y/N)! You can’t avoid me forever! I know where you live.” He called out from the entrance, scanning the room with his eyes.

“I knew it was a mistake befriending him.” She whispered, quickly hiding under the table. “This is all your fault!” she accused Remus. “Give him a chance, he’s a good and loyal mate, you said,” mocking Remus’ voice. “He’s a bloody pain in my arse, that’s what he is.”

Remus shrugged his shoulders in defeat. “Trust me, I regret it as much as you do right now.”

She was about to argue who was regretting it more, when she was stopped by the sound of footsteps nearing their table.

“Moony, where is she?”

“She’s right und-OW!” He yelped in pain from the sharp pinch on his leg. “I mean…she just left a couple minutes ago.”

“Really? Then why are her things still on the table?”

(Y/N) held her breath and closed her eyes, hoping Remus could come up with a good enough excuse.

But she should have known- Remus was never a good liar. 

“Umm, because she…”

She didn’t hear anything after that. 

Thinking he just walked away, she opened her eyes to come face to face with James.

“Bloody hell!” She screamed, surprised at their sudden close proximity.

James smirked at her reaction before grabbing her from underneath the table. 

She huffed in frustration, glaring at both boys. “I rue the day we ever met.”

“C’mon love. Meeting me was and is the pinnacle of your life.”

She rolled her eyes at his narcissism. “And you wonder why Lily has never given you the time of day.” 

“Ah, but she will once I take her on the super date, that you will help me with.”

Noticing he had let go of her hand, she eyed the closest exit out of the library. 

“Listen, while I would love to, but I have to go to the loo. Really urgent business, had a big breakfast.” she said, trying to make a run for it. 

Remus would grab her things for her. Getting out was the most important thing on her mind. 

She had successfully reached the doors, opening them and hightailing it to the bathroom. Surely, he wouldn’t follow her in there. 

But she made a mistake to look back at the last minute.

James was right behind her, causing her to panic and lose her footing. She quickly reached out, trying to grab onto something. 

James ended up being that something. 

Not having enough time to stop, James barreled into her and went right down with her.

“Oof!” she groaned, the air squeezed out from her lungs as James landed on top of her. 

Her eyes widened at their closeness, while James responded with a smug grin.

“Love, if you wanted me on top of you, all you had to do was ask.”

Her cheeks burned as she could feel all the places they were touching. 

She sputtered, before pushing him off of her and brushing away the dust on her back as she stood up.

She thought she saw a hint of pink on his cheeks from the corner of her eye, but decided not to think much of it. It was probably from all the running.

But before she could do anything else, she felt herself being tugged up and thrown over James’ shoulder. Thank Merlin she was wearing her black robes, or else everyone in the halls would have gotten a free show.

“Prongs, put me down!”

“Not a chance, love. I’m not going to let you run away again. Frankly, I’m a little tired from chasing you around everywhere.”

“What are you going to do, then? Tie me up?”

“Ooh, kinky.” He responded with a laugh. “I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing.”

“Why is it, you always turn everything I say into something sexual?”  She did the only thing she could in her position and started pinching his back, which didn’t seem to falter him at all.

“I’ll stop if you agree to my trial date.” 

“Never.”

“Then, I guess you’ll be sleeping with me tonight.”

“W-what?!” she yelled.

“I’m not letting you out of my sight. That includes at night as well. Unless, you wanna change your mind?”

She wasn’t going to let him win. This was what he wanted. No, she would make him back down, first. That way he would learn not to mess with her the next time she said no to one of his stupid, idiotic ideas.

“Fine, then I guess we’re sleeping together tonight.” she said nonchalantly, but thankful that he couldn’t see her increasingly blushing face.

“Yeah we are- what?” 

“What’s wrong James?” she smirked, realizing he hadn’t expected her to go along with his threat.

“Um, nothing. Nothing at all.” His voice going up an octave. “A-are you sure you don’t want to change your mind?”

“Nope. Why, is something wrong?” She asked, innocently, while trailing a finger down his spine. He shivered at her touch.

“Uh, nothing wrong at all. I’m just- uh, could you please stop doing that?” he asked, as she continued following the line of his back with her finger.

He then lifted her off his shoulder and onto the ground, as they reached the door to his room.

“Get used to it James. I get very handsy when I sleep.” She whispered in his ears, playing into the silence of their common room.

Thank Rowena they had their own common room as heads of the school, or she probably wouldn’t have had the confidence to play along.

“I hope you have a long shirt for me to wear. I don’t like wearing pants when I sleep.” she winked, before taking the liberty to open his door and enter inside.

As he stared at her back with wide, disbelieving eyes, James wasn’t sure if it was fear or arousal he was feeling. 

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Here’s part two! Idk where this story is going but I’m liking it so far lol. I wasn’t planning to update this early, but I wanted y’all to have something to read while quarantined. Hope everyone is doing okay, and please stay safe! Also don’t be racist!

Safe readings! :)

[hexbees]

buildup to dating draco headcanons!

a/n:: my own personal headcanons for our boy draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!

draco would greet you with a sarcastic smile or wave. not condescending, just overly joyous.

"Hey! Hello! HI! Y/N! HI!" hand flailing and all.

obnoxiously touching you (at anyyy chance)

knocking knees on purpose, brushing his shoulders against you when he has to reach for something. CALLING YOU SMALL SO HE CAN COMPARE HAND SIZES!!!

he loves nothing more than meanly flirting with you.

"You're so fucking annoying, its cute."

he thinks you look so attractive when you're irritated (literally eggs you on so you'll get riled up)

"Ew, why are you wearing red?"

"Malfoy! I'm not changing again!" you'd furrow your eyes at him, clearly annoyed.

"You look better in green, please. I cannot be seen anywhere near you in this dress."

"Good! I'll avoid you all night, no problem." you'd turn your back on him, only making his grin grow bigger.

"It's a problem for me."

he loves all the attention you get (from guys and girls) it makes his heart swell with pride knowing everyone else sees you as he does.

"Damn, y/n looks good even in red." blaise would say, leaned against a wall in the common room while a party ensues.

"Of course she does"

while he's been propositioned by girls in the past, he never hesitates to brush them off and decline. he couldn't imagine anyone ever captivating him like you do.

"Why don't you walk me back to m-"

"Huh?" he literally didn't hear her, focusing on the giggles you're letting out ten feet away from him.

"Wanna go back to my roo-"

"No" without even turning his head to see who asked.

he helps you with your books after shared classes only to hold them over his head so he can look down at you struggling to reach them.

"You fucking beanpole, give them back!" you'd bounce on the balls of your feet, resting one hand on his shoulder hoping to reach higher.

"Why would I do that when you look so cute all mad?"

he purposefully cuts you off in group conversations just to watch you puff your cheeks and huff.

"Like, what the fuck? He gave me an E! An E! I deserved at least-"

"Do you want a biscuit? There's one left."

"No, Draco. Don't inter-"

"Are you sure? It's the last one."

"Draco, shut up!"

he calls you pet names because he knows it annoys you and likes that you say them back, thinking it annoys him too.

"Hey, mon amour."

"Good morning, mon cher." you'd roll your eyes while he grinned.

he catches you looking at him with a glint in your eye but ignores it because he knows if you noticed that he noticed, you'd stop. (though he would love to see you embarrassed over being caught)

he tries to drop hints, hoping you'd catch on, but you never do. leaving him annoyed with himself for not sucking it up and fully committing to asking you out.

"I feel like going to Hogsmeade, maybe getting a butterbeer."

"We can see if anyone else wants to go when they get back from the library."

"Mm but they might be a while. You and I can just go, together."

"Well, I wouldn't want them to feel left out."

[biggestxsimps]

Asking the Boys to The Yule Ball

A/N: I know the Yule Ball isn’t something that happens during this time but I wanted to ask my boys out regardless. So we’re just gonna ignore that it doesn’t actually happen and pretend. Sorry if the pacing is a little weird. I'd love to write a part 2 where they actually go to the Yule Ball together if that's something you guys would like to see!

Speech in Italics is reader speaking, there’s quite a bit of dialogue and I don’t want anyone to get confused.

Sebastian Sallow x Male Reader I Ominis Gaunt x Male Reader

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Sebastian Sallow:

It was a bright morning in the Great Hall, you heard excited chatter amongst students at your table. Curious, you lightly elbow the person sitting beside you, asking what had gotten everyone so giddy. "You haven't heard? Apparently, we’re holding the Triwizard Tournament this year. Everyone’s excited about the Yule Ball." You hum in response, making sure to keep a mental note of this information.

It was then that you heard the headmaster call for everyone to quiet down. "As you all have probably heard, we will be holding the Triwizard Tournament this year." You groan as you tune out everything else the grumpy headmaster says. Your gaze falls on Sebastian, watching as he joked with a couple of classmates beside him. You couldn’t help but smile at how happy he looked. You pull your gaze away at the sound of shrieking to your right, rolling your eyes as some of the younger students celebrate.

You had been resting in your dorm room for the afternoon, relaxing as you read a book. You turned your head at the sound of a ‘swoosh’ beside you. A letter falls into your lap, and the owl perches itself on the wooden bedframe. Your fingers prod at the envelope before pulling out the letter, you smile as you look at the sender.

~

I was hoping you would be able to visit me in Hogsmeade for a Butterbeer this evening.

I’ll be at The Three Broomsticks waiting for you.

Sebastian

~

You smile at the boy’s writing before lifting yourself off the bed. You change out of your robes and dress in something more fit for an outing. Walks to Hogsmeade were always enjoyable. You look up at the archway, with the bold word "Hogsmeade" placed among it. You scale your way in, taking notice of all the small shops and buildings on your way to the tavern. You slowly push the tall door open before entering, the smell of butterbeer filling your nose and the sound of chatter in your ears oddly relaxing you.

You take a quick look around before your eyes lock with Sebastian's, and you feel your lips tug up at the toothy-grin directed towards you from the brunette sitting at the bar. "Dressed up for me, huh?" You laugh as you take a seat beside him, greeting the boy before ordering a butterbeer for yourself. You look over to the grinning boy beside you. "What's the occasion?" You chuckle. Sebastian looks away, giggling as he shrugs. "No occasion; I just thought we should catch up." He looks back up at you, his eyes softening. You nod, taking a swig at your drink. His eyes follow your movements.

Time flies as the two of you talk, you barely notice the tavern emptying out. It's only when Sirona came up to the both of you, that you realized how late it had become. The two of you giggle as you walk out, deciding to walk together all the way back to Hogwarts. You couldn't help but stare at the laughing boy beside you, the lamp light shining against his freckled skin so nicely. His cheeks flush as he notices your gaze, before quickly clearing his throat. "So-" You two chat your way back to the castle, talk about The Yule Ball coming up. "Are you planning on going?" You glance over at the rigid boy at your side. He lightly chuckles. "It's not really my scene." He looks up, his brown eyes piercing your own. "What about you?"

You lightly shrug. "I was planning on asking someone." Sebastian curiously looks up at you. "Who?" You pause your steps, Sebastian stopping a couple steps ahead. His body turns as you move closer to him. Your hands make their way to his own, bringing them up between your chests. "You, Sebastian." You watch as his face erupts in heat, the tips of his ears growing red. You chuckle as the boy in front of you mumbles. He coughs before speaking. "I uh, I wouldn't be opposed to it." He awkwardly laughs at the end of his sentence. "Yeah?" You grin as he nods. "Um, great" You giggle, feeling your heart pump faster. Sebastian sighs in relief. "I've actually been hoping you'd ask." You couldn't help but grin even wider at that.

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Ominis Gaunt:

You rubbed the fog from your eyes as you walked out of your dorm, stepping into the noisy common room. You shake your head, regretting leaving your peaceful room. A loud conversation beside you caught your ears, you looked over to see a few younger years rave about something. You make your way to the group, lightly tapping the shoulder of one of them. "Sorry, what's going on?" The younger student flushes as she explains. "You haven't heard yet? We're holding the Triwizard Tournament! I can't wait to go to the Yule Ball!" She giggles, turning back to the group. You nod to yourself before leaving the group, now wandering around the common room.

You were currently walking around the castle, deciding to kill some time before your next class started. A couple familiar voices stopped you in your tracks. Looking over at the rowdy Slytherin boy, you couldn’t help but stare at the calm boy beside him a little longer. Even with the loud boy next to him, he was still so focused. His pale eyes relaxed. Your daydreams get cut short by a hand being placed on your shoulder. You turn to see Poppy smiling as she asks if you’d like to walk to class with her; not being able to turn down the sweet girl, you graciously accept. The both of you make it pretty early to your Charms class, taking your seats beside each other.

It wasn’t long until the classroom had started to fill with students, your eyes only on the lookout for a certain boy. The sound of the students talking starts to deafen as the blonde boy walks into class, his soft smile entrancing you. He sits down next to his best friend, and before you can examine him anymore, Professor Ronan’s booming voice pulls your attention away. Your eyes sneaking glances back at Ominis’s frame every now and then as the class drags on.

That evening, you had decided to stop staring at the pretty boy and just finally talk to him. It took a while, but you eventually found him sitting against a beautifully sculpted wall, his focus seeming to be on the book in his hands. Was he reading? You shake your head—a question for another time. You approach the boy, making sure that your footsteps could be heard by him. "Good evening, Ominis." The blonde perks up. "Ah Y/N, to what do I owe the pleasure?" You smile at his enthusiasm. "I was wondering if you’d like to take a walk around the castle with me? It’s been a while since we've spoken."

Ominis nods, taking out his wand and bringing it to his side, the red light shining against his gorgeous eyes. You look away, trying not to obsess over the boy. The two of you start your journey around Hogwarts, the dimly-lit rooms creating the perfect ambiance. Your walk is filled with idle chatter, rambling on about experiences neither of you has had the opportunity to mention to the other yet. The easy conversation comes to a halt at the mention of the Yule Ball, both of you stumbling your way through the topic.

Ominis coughs before turning his head, now facing the walls opposite of you. "Are you going with anyone?" You could hear a slight shake in his voice. "No, not yet, at least." A small chuckle escapes your lips. The blonde raised his eyebrows. "Really? I thought with your popularity, you certainly would’ve been asked already." You shrug before responding; a small smile sat on your face. “Not by anyone I've wanted to go with.” Ominis casts a questioning glance in your direction. “Why don’t you ask the person you’d like to? It’s better than waiting for them to come around to you.” “I don’t know, Ominis. I’m afraid they might turn me down.”

“Nonsense! They would be foolish to turn down someone as great as you.” Ominis seemed to look almost offended. “You shouldn’t think so lowly of yourself.” You slowly nod, realizing he couldn’t see you, you speak up. "Uh- thanks, Ominis," the blonde boy flushes, realizing what he said to you. “Of course,” He quickly replies. You giggle quietly at his flustered state before responding. “Are you going with anyone, Ominis?” His head shook at that. “I’m not all that interested in going.” “Why not?” “I don’t think anyone would choose to go with me.” He weakly smiles. "How about this? If no one asks you out, I’ll take you myself." Ominis’ head turns at that. "You'd do that?”

“Of course I would, what are friends for?” You shrug, a wide smile plastered on your face. You couldn’t wait to spend that night with Ominis, even if he wasn’t going as your date but as just a friend. You see Ominis look slightly disappointed as he whispers something to himself. “Pardon?” The boy looks up at your voice. “Must we go as..” He pauses “just friends’?” His nervous words made your stomach twirl. “Would you like to go as more?” You watch as the normally relaxed boy timidly twiddles his fingers. “If I said yes?” “I would take you as my lover.”

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A/N: I’m so sorry if these seem rushed or not that good, I struggled finishing this. I only expected to write a few hundred words for Ominis, but his ended up being longer than Seb’s.

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