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QUALITY STREETS CHOCOLATE — miles bletchley x slytherin! f! reader

CONTENT WARNING: angst if you squint

SUMMARY: when your best friend grows jealous, he decides to crash your date, leaving you upset and annoyed.

WC/ AVG. READING TIME: 917 words/ 4 minutes

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"HEY PRETTY GIRL," miles slid into the booth with you, wrapping his arms around your shoulder.

"hi miles," you greeted the boy with a smile pursed on your lips.

ernie macmillan, who was sat opposite you, cleared his throat.

"what the hell?" you glared at your best friend.

"i was just passing by and thought i'd give a shout, what're you doing with macmillan anyway?"

"i was just passing by and thought i'd give a shout, what're you doing with macmillan anyway?"

"ernie, asked me out on a date," you folded your arms, clearly annoyed at the blonde boy.

"i don't like him for you."

"he's very lovely and an absolute sweetheart, if anything i think he's right for me," you scoffed, "if you've got nothing else to say, i'll be going."

and with a roll of your eyes, you walked back into the inn and sat back down next to ernie, continuing your conversation from before.

"i had a really good time today y/n," ernie beamed as the two of you stood by the slytherin common room entrance.

"me too," you returned the smile.

"but...you fancy miles don't you?" ernie raised an eyebrow.

"er...fancy? what am i ernie? 12?" you scratched the back of your head and let out a dry chuckle.

"well maybe not fancy, but you definitely have something for him, i've seen the way you look at him."

a light tint adorned your cheeks, "i'm awfully sorry ernie, i didn't mean to lead you on. i had a nice time, truly. do you think we could be friends after this?"

"of course, friends it is," ernie stuck out a hand and you shook it.

"thank you again for today," you waved goodbye to ernie as you slipped into the slytherin common room.

you had had a crush on miles for quite a while. you met him back in first year on the hogwarts express, and the two of you then met adrian the same day when all three of you were sorted into slytherin. you had became inseparable since.

you became aware of your feelings towards your blonde best friend during the end of your fourth year. it was not news that you had a thing for miles. adrian knew, people in slytherin knew. hell, the whole school seemed to know.

well, everyone except miles knew. at times you believed he reciprocated the feelings from the way he would often flirt with you.

feather-light kisses on your forehead and shoulders and his hand always around your waist. but miles had never asked you out on a date. you decided recently that you would not spend your hogwart years waiting for a boy who would never ask you out and that was why you accepted ernie's invitation to a date.

"you're back early," adrian looked up from his textbook and placed it to the side.

you slumped onto the sofa next to adrian and leaned your head back, a groan leaving your mouth.

"bloody miles," you cursed, causing adrian to let out a laugh.

you snapped your head back up and gasped, "you told him about my date didn't you?" you punched adrian in the arm.

"ow! no need to resort to violence do we now?" adrian winced as he rubbed the spot you punched.

"look, macmillan's lucky enough that miles hasn't hexed him yet. he should've known not to ask out miles' girl." adrian shrugged.

"what'd you mean miles' girl?" you put your hand up in air quotation marks.

"he called dibs on you in second year. all the boys know miles is yours and that you're off limits."

that was when miles stepped into the common room, adrian and y/n's attention now on the blonde.

"what's going on? why's y/n fuming?" miles kicked his feet up onto the coffee table.

"care to share why you've been going around calling dibs on people my dear miles?" you faked the sweetest smile you could muster, gritting your teeth.

miles eyes widened at the question, covering the side of his face with his hand from y/n and whisper-shouting, "what the hell pucey? you told her?"

"i can hear you just fine miles, the room echoes," you rolled your eyes as adrian put his hands up in defence, picking his textbook up and walking backward into the stairway to the dorms, "i'll let you two have a chat."

"i'm not the last piece of quality street miles, you can't call dibs on me. i'm a person."

"look, i'm sorry okay? i didn't mean it in a possessive way," he ran his hand down his face, "i meant it in a i've got a huge crush on my best friend but i'm way too much of a wuss to ever admit it kind of way."

"you have a crush on me?" you asked, baffled.

"don't mock me now y/l/n, i've just admitted my undying feelings for you."

"you're blushing aren't you? oh my merlin, miles bletchley is blushing!" you teased as you had a shit-eating grin on your face.

"i hate you."

"well if it's any consolation, i happen to have a giant crush on you as well," you knocked miles' feet off the coffee table so you could settle yourself on his lap.

"fuck yea, i called dibs anyway," miles cheered as he cupped your cheek to place a kiss on your lips.

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PUBLIC PROPOSALS — miles bletchley x f! reader

CONTENT WARNING: proposals

SUMMARY: a running joke in you and miles’ relationship is how you don’t ever want to be proposed publicly. miles take it upon himself to take the piss throughout your holiday in the city of love.

WC/ AVG. READING TIME: 1081 words/ 6 minutes

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"I SWEAR ON salazar’s right arse cheek if you ever propose to me in public i'd breakup with you." was what you told miles the very first day you got together.

it had been six years since then and the both of you were twenty three, despite being in a relationship for that long, it was still something you reminded him often.

it was not that you did not want to marry miles, no, it was far from that.

you and miles had taken time off work and decided to go on holiday. you agreed upon visiting france since neither of you had never been.

the two of you thought about visiting the eiffel tower, even though you knew that it was just a tourist attraction that was not anything more than a metal structure.

the two of you ended up going however, just for the sake of the novelty of it.

you took a picture of the tower with your camera and turned around to see miles, kneeling on one knee.

"oh no you don't you bastard," you quickly pulled him up onto his feet as miles chuckled, gripping onto his stomach from the hilarity of your reaction.

"it's not funny. merlin, baby, people are looking," you grumbled as you poked the side of his stomach, "we're leaving."

you pulled miles into an alleyway as you apparated the both of you away.

it was a running joke in you and miles' relationship that he would pretend to propose to you in as many public places he could just to take the piss.

he even said before the start of your holiday that he would try twice as hard to carry on the joke since paris was also known as the 'city of love'.

"i think i'm going to be sick," miles leaned against a lamppost as the two of you got off space mountain.

you offered your boyfriend an iced bottle of water as the two of you sat near a water fountain fixture.

"no more roller coasters please." miles shook his head as the swirly feeling in his tummy finally dissipated.

"alrighty baby," you hummed as you tried to throw the plastic bottle into the recycling bin that was a fair bit away from you.

"ah bollocks," you cursed under your breath as you picked up the bottle and tossed it in the bin.

you turned back to where miles and your things were when you saw him kneeling down on one knee, a cheeky grin on his face.

a lady had saw and started clapping, a congratulatory expression on her face.

you practically sprinted to miles and kneeled down next to him.

"for all the bloody places in the world, really baby? at disneyland? you absolute bellend." you whisper scolded as you kneeled next to him, "i fucking hate you, you know that right?"

miles threw his head back in a laugh, "yes i do."

"sorry, he just fell," you apologised to the woman and cleared the air, awkwardly shuffling away with miles' hand in yours.

"cheers baby," miles clinked his glass with yours as you sipped on your champagne.

you finished your dinner and you were ordering your puddings.

"the tiramisu looks terribly good," you peered up from the large menu and saw miles kneeling on one knee next to you.

the waiter who was walking past your table gasped and the middle aged couples dotted around the restaurant were now looking at the two of you.

you started to grow nervous at the chatters surrounding you.

"miles bletchley if you don't stand up in three seconds i'm dumping your arse." you warned.

miles winked at you, "love you too baby." and pretended to tie the laces of his dior trainers before standing back up.

"sorry, i was just tying my shoes." miles waved to the people in the restaurant and the patrons seemed to have gone back to their individual conversations.

"i will stab you with this fork," you playfully threatened with a pout on your face.

the two of you returned to your hotel in the wizarding world, exhausted from your silly adventures around paris.

"i'll draw us a bath," miles called out from the en suite.

you thanked him as you unpacked your bag and removed your makeup in front of the small vanity.

you got out of your satin dress, letting it pool on the floor as you kicked it to the side of the marbled bathroom tiles.

"c'mere," miles beckoned you into the tub and you settled in between his legs, your back against his chest.

"i really don't want this holiday to end, i can't imagine having to go back to work and deal with malfoy's bullshit," you played with miles' hands.

"at least you got malfoy, potter's the head of my department. he's bloody irritating at times," miles groaned.

miles pushed himself up slightly so that he was sitting up and less so leaning against the tub.

he placed small ticklish kisses starting from your neck to the back of your shoulder.

he then started massaging shampoo into your hands as you looked up with your eyes closed to prevent any soap suds from getting into your eyes.

your muscles relaxed as miles rinsed the water out of your hair.

"thank you baby, i love you." you mumbled dreamily as you began fluttering your eyes open.

you were about to run your hands through your hair when you noticed something on your left hand.

you whipped your body around to face miles, not caring about the water that had sloshed and left the tub from your movement.

"miles!" you showed him the back of your left hand, adorned with a glittering diamond ring.

"marry me." he said, more of a statement than a question.

"fucking hell, i love you so much," tears brimmed your eyes as you pulled him into a kiss.

that night, you and miles laid in bed, his head resting against your chest as your lightly scratched his head with your nails.

"you didn't even give me a chance to say no." you watched the diamond as it reflected the light from the lamps in the room.

miles scoffed at your statement.

"as if you could every say no to all of this hot sexy goodness." he gestured to himself.

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BEST FRIEND TROUBLES — miles bletchley x slytherin! f! reader

CONTENT WARNING: tiny bit of insecurities

SUMMARY: when miles get put in a tough spot and made to choose between his best friend and his girlfriend, you fear that maybe you won’t be his first choice.

WC/ AVG. READING TIME: 593 words/ 2 minutes

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"HEY DAVIS, HEY MILZEY," y/n smiled as she sat herself down by the two best friends in the great hall.

"hi princess," miles kissed the cheek of his girlfriend.

"hey," tracey mumbled, playing the food on her plate with her fork.

"quidditch, i can't wait for the game later, you'll be cheering on the stands for me right?" miles raised his eyebrows.

"mhmm of course," y/n grinned as she tapped her pointer on his nose, "i'll be cheering for you as well trace!" y/n looked over to the girl sitting opposite them.

"mhmm of course," y/n grinned as she tapped her pointer on his nose, "i'll be cheering for you as well trace!" y/n looked over to the girl sitting opposite them.

tracey rolled her eyes as she let out a groan, slamming her palms on the table as she stood up and stormed out of the hall.

"is she alright? what's wrong?" y/n was worried by the girl's sudden outburst.

"i dunno," miles shrugged.

"should we go check on her?"

"nah she'll be fine, eat up darling," miles pushed y/n's plate closer to her.

"what's your problem davis?" miles asked as he sat across from tracey in the courtyard.

"nothing," tracey grunted, folding her arms.

"well it's obviously not nothing."

"ever since you and y/n started dating, it's like everything we do involves her. godric she's so fucking annoying all the time. and didn't she just break up with malfoy? i didn't peg you as someone who would date a slut." tracey spat.

"don't talk about my y/n like that, you of all people know what happened between her and malfoy," miles furrowed his brows in anger.

"are you really standing up for her right now?" tracey scoffed, "choose. me or her?"

"you can't make me choose tracey!" miles protested.

"i can. either me, your best friend of eight years or the girl you've been dating for barely a month."

miles sat on the ottoman in the common room by the fire, legs spread while he rested his forearms on his knees, fiddling with the fingers on his fingers, a solemn look on his face.

"hey miles?" y/n's soft voice broke miles out of his trance.

"um hey darling, can we talk?" miles had a straight look on his face.

"oh...um...yea," nervousness filled y/n as she took a seat on the loveseat opposite him.

"davis made me choose, either i stay being her friend, or continue to date you," miles sighed.

"oh...it's fine, i-i understand..i did really like you miles..alot," y/n voice shook as she began to stand herself up from the sofa.

"wait what? princess no," miles immediately grabbed onto y/n's hand, pulling her down on his lap.

"i chose you y/n, i'd always choose you," miles placed a hand on y/n's cheek.

"really?" a glimmer of hope filled the girl's eyes, but it quickly turned into guilt.

"yes really."

"but you shouldn't have, she's been your best friend since you were 9," y/n stared at the ground below her.

"if she was making me choose between the both of you, she doesn't deserve to be my friend at all," miles tilted her head up to make her face him.

"i don't regret my decision my love, not one bit. and don't you dare feel guilty, because even if i had to pick again, you will always be my first choice," miles tucked the strand of loose hair behind her ear.

y/n couldn't help but let out a small smile as his cheeks tinted pink.

"there's that smile i love, my beautiful y/n," miles cooed at the girl.

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YOU’RE NOT GOING TO DIE — miles bletchley x f! reader

CONTENT WARNING: no actual death

SUMMARY: in a alternative universe where chewing gum doesn’t exist in the wizarding world, you let miles try some of your interesting muggle sweet. turns out, miles does not in fact understand how chewing gum works.

WC/ AVG. READING TIME: 745 words/ 4 minutes

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PROFESSOR MOODY STALKED into the classroom with a limp as a he stood in front of the teacher's table.

"good afternoon all," he cleared his throat.

the students chatters died down as they diverted their attention to the defence against the arts professor.

your deskmate, theodore, snickered and nudged you while you rolled your eyes at the professor.

you poked the gum out of your mouth holding it with your lips as you picked it up with your fingers and raised it to show moody that you spat it out.

you poked the gum out of your mouth holding it with your lips as you picked it up with your fingers and raised it to show moody that you spat it out.

"thank you ms y/l/n. now, continuing from yesterday's lesson..." professor moody started to go through the textbook chapter.

you stuck the gum to the bottom of your desk and leaned your hand on your palm, staring into blank space.

"psst."

"psst y/n."

"oi dumbarse," theodore threw his quill at you, breaking you out of your daydream.

"what'd you want?" you whispered scolded the boy.

"bletchley wanted to ask you something," he nodded his head to the table behind the two of you.

you turned your body around and was met with miles bletchley smiling sheepishly.

"um hey?" you raised your eyebrows.

"what's that gum thing you were having?" he asked, leaning his body forward so that you could hear him.

"oh it's a muggle candy you just chew on."

"do you have any? i'd love to try one."

"yea sure hold on," you turned your body back to face the front and dug through your school bag, taking out a foiled piece of gum.

"here you go," you passed it to the boy.

he quickly thanked you and unwrapped the gum from the foil, sticking it into his mouth.

he started chewing on it.

"mm! it's good," miles beamed.

"miles?! did you swallow it?" your eyes widened.

"was i...not supposed to?" worry overcame the boy.

"no...you...weren't..." you stifled out between laughs.

"am i gonna die? oh my god i'm gonna die. nott i'm gonna die!" miles panicked.

"mate, calm down. you're going to be alright, you're not going to die, just don't do it again," theodore assured his friend.

"oh. ok. alright. wooh that was such a rush," miles wiped his palms on his pants and opened his textbook and flipped to the correct page.

you shook your head stifling out a small giggle as you turned your body to face moody.

the next day, you breezed into the defence against the dark arts classroom and took your seat next to theodore.

not long later, as miles was walking to his seat, he stopped by next to yours.

"hey miles, did you need anything?"

"um could i have another of that muggle gum?" he pointed to your bag on the floor.

you hummed nodding your head and fished a piece out of the packet, handing it to the slytherin.

"don't swallow it this time," you joked.

"yea yea," he ruffled your hair thanking you and walked to his seat.

this became a daily routine for the two of you.

before every defence against the dark arts lesson, you would hand miles a piece of gum as he walked past your seat.

"i'm sorry miles, i don't have any today. snape confiscated them just now during potions," you sighed.

"oh um i didn't want a piece of gum today, i actually want to give you this," miles stuck out  an arm.

you were surprised to see a pack of the exact gum that the both of you chew on everyday in his hands.

"where did you get that?" you smiled as you grabbed the pack from him.

"er i managed to pull some strings," he rubbed the back of his neck.

you opened the pack of gum, only to see writings on the inside of it.

"will you go out to hogsmeade with me," you read the scribble out loud.

you tilted your head up to face a miles, who had a light tint on his cheeks.

"so um...will you?" his eyes darted around nervously.

"of course i will," you took out a piece of gum from the pack and put it into miles' hands, smiling at him.

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MILES BLETCHLEY MASTERLIST! — golden trio masterlist

F: fluff A: angst

𖥻 - my favourites

F: little monsters muggle au where its domestic (0.6k)

F: quality street chocolates 𖥻 somehow you became miles’ girl without even knowing it (0.91k)

F: you're not going to die 'i swear on salazar's right arse cheek if you ever propose to me in public i'd breakup with you.' (0.75k)

A: best friend troubles miles faces what is supposed to be a difficult decision (0.59k)

F: public proposals 'i swear on salazar's right arse cheek if you ever propose to me in public i'd breakup with you.' (1.08k)

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CONTENT WARNING: implied smut (no actual details)

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WHERE YOU MET

in the great hall. he took the last piece of mince pie which you wanted. he then took a bite out of it in front of you out of spite and you poured your goblet of pumpkin juice over him.

HIS FAV THING ABOUT YOU

your smile, and he loved it even more knowing he was the reason for it.

YOUR FAV THING ABOUT HIM

his dimples. you thought they were absolutely adorable and would often poke your finger in them.

WHAT HE CALLS YOU

gorgeous. because he liked to remind you that you were.

WHAT YOU CALL HIM

mon doux because he was indeed your sweet.

TURN ONS

when you would bite your lip

YOUR SONG

dicaprio (love me all the time) by juice, "you said boy i'm fallin' and i ain't gon' fight it".

HIS FAV MOVIE

pulp fiction because he's edgy like that.

AFTERCARE

telling you how much he loved you repeatedly.

THE MORNING AFTER

his snores would always wake you up, in which you would chuckle and laugh as you sit yourself up from the bed and shake your head at your sleeping boyfriend.

WHEN SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH YOU

flips them off while making out with you right in front of them.

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