THEOOOO!!!

THEOOOO!!!

What about me?

Pairing: Ex!Theodore Nott X Gn!Slytherin!Reader

Description: Theo confesses his feelings and mistakes to y/n. The only thing he didn't think about was them.

Warnings: None (let me know if i missed something)

Word count: 1.0k

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You sat in the Slytherin common room. Chatting amongst your friends enjoying the last few days before the holiday break. Then there was a moment when everyone's attention diverted to something behind you. Your friend tapped on your shoulder and pointed towards the distraction. When you turned you saw your ex-boyfriend holding a bouquet of flowers walking towards the group of you.

“I’ll see you guys later.” You grabbed your things and walked towards your dorm. You hoped you could avoid any interaction with him. Especially seeing him give flowers to another person. A few minutes later you got a knock on your door.

You opened it to see Theo standing there holding the flowers out to you. “Can we talk?”

You crossed your arms across your chest, “I don't think that there is anything to talk about, Nott.”

“Please don't be like this. Please just listen to what I have to say and if you don't like it, I will leave.” You stood in the doorway debating on whether letting him speak would be worth all the pain it was sure to cause. “Please y/n.”

“Fine, but the instant I tell you to leave, you listen and don’t come back. Understood?”

“Yes. I understand.” You moved your body away from the door, allowing him to move into your room. As you went to close it behind him you could see all of your friends staring at you with wide eyes. You tried to ignore the warning their faces gave you as you turned back to face Theo. He sat on your bed looking just as perfect as he always had in your eyes.

You stared at each other for a moment before you decided to speak. “Did you just come here to stare at me?”

“No. I came here to say I’m sorry. I hate the way we left things and I need you in my life now more than ever. I love you, y/n, and I’m sorry it took me so long to say it.” Those last words hurt, unlike anything. All of the fights, the breakup, nothing hurt more than those three words.

As many times as you had said them to him and silently begged him to say them back he never did. No matter how many fights those words arose, no matter how much those words meant to you they obviously didn’t mean enough for Theo to say them back.

“No.” You shook your head back and forth. “No.”

Theo stood from his spot on your bed and took a few steps toward you. “What do you mean ‘no’?”

“No Theo. You don’t get to say that to me now. I waited months for you to say that to me. Months. Now all of a sudden you love me? I wanted you to say it in your own time. I wanted you to say it but only if you felt that way for me but this is just incredibly selfish. Did you ever once think about how this would affect me? Did you ever think that I was just getting over it? Did you ever think about me at all?”

“I-I did. I thought about you all the time. It was a mistake ever and I mean ever letting you slip away from me. I meant those words. I would shout it across the world if that’s what it would take for you to believe me.”

You stood staring at him in disbelief. “When you came up with this idea to tell me that you love me did you ever take my feelings into consideration? Did you ever think that this would hurt me more than you not saying it?”

For a moment he didn’t speak. He just stood there with an unreadable expression on his face. The feeling of your heartache was tearing through your body. It was the same as the day things ended between the two of you.

“I guess I didn’t. I truly hoped you felt the same way for me as I do for you. I lo-”

“Don’t. Just don't Theo. I was finally moving on. I was finally finding the worth in myself again.”

“I’m sorry y/n. I truly am. I just thought maybe I could fix it. I thought- No. I hoped that you still felt those feelings strongly enough that I could get you back. Letting you go was one of the most stupid things I could have ever done and I’m sorry.”

You took in his words. Letting them sink in. You let the feelings you had for him out of their cage in your heart. Feeling them more than ever. Then tears began pooling in your eyes. As you tried to blink them back they rolled down your cheeks.

Worry covered Theo’s previous expression as he walked closer to you. “Please don't cry, darling. Don't cry because of me. I hate to see you in pain. Regardless of if we are together or not, I care about you more than anyone else and if it were possible to take all of the pain I’ve caused away from you, I would in a heartbeat.”

A knock on the door distracted the both of you from the most intimate moment the two of you had since the breakup. You quickly wiped the tears from your eyes and turned around to open the door.

“Sorry to interrupt, but y/n one of the Weasleys is here to see you. I told him he had to wait though. I wanted to make sure you were up for visitors.”

“I- um-” You started to find an excuse before Theo interrupted you.

“No interruption. I was just leaving. So y/n I’ll see you around?” He asked before extending his arms for a small hug. When he pulled away he looked at you with a halfhearted smile.

“Yeah. You will.” You let out a small smile at the tall bronze haired boy as he once again walked out of your life. A part of you wanted him to stop. You wanted to hold him, kiss him, and to be his but you knew that you were both better off without the strain of one another and it is okay. Or at least it will be because time heals all things, even the things that hurt the most.

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Hit The Bottom

Pairing: TASM!Peter Parker x fem!reader

Warnings: suggestive sex, aged up characters

Summary: you got a bottom locker and Peter is the person who has the locker above you, now he always calls you 'bottom', though you have repeatedly told him you are most certainly not.

A/n- happy new year! so, last night I was just rewatching TASM, and this is just a short drabble. enjoy!!

“Looks like I’ve to hit the bottom…”

To any passing pair of ears, this would have sounded like a normal college guy with an ample of motivation for the day ahead. But, of course, you knew better.

Cowering your hand inside your locker (which, surprises, happened to be the bottom one of Peter Parker), you pretended to be rummaging Zeus’ lightning bolt yourself, having every mind to just slip off his daily addressal.

And of course, you couldn’t do that. The next second, you turned, your sneakers doing a total 360 degree rotation, and you came face to face with Peter, the skateboard slung along with his shoulder bag, the camera held in his hands with a pretty sweet smile.

“Good morning, bottom.”

“No, more like, I’ve to hit the top’s face away?”

“Hey!” he protested, still smiling. “That was a poem!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

You flashed your palms in a threatening manner as he patted you on the head. “Aunt Mae is going to her friend today evening.”

“Nice?” You chided back. “I hope she drags you too.”

Peter waved his arms as if he was doing jujitsu. “No, I was planning to invite you…yeah.”

You choked back a real choke on air, as you turned to him with ‘and-why-would-i-come’ expression. “I’m definitely not coming.”

“Aww, bottom’s scared.”

“I’m not scared!” Throwing a book on him (he caught it, no idea how), you stomped your feet like a cross between a spoiled child and a murderous bull. “And I most certainly am not a bottom!!”

“I bet you are,” still smirking, he placed his skateboard on the floor.

“I’ll prove it I’m not!” You felt your face grow warm and ears turning a perfect shade of hot red as he held back a grin and leaned towards you.

“Wanna bet?”

You knew, that was a seductive, silly, hot, half headed thing he said. Ignoring the weird backflips and the way your heart and stomach wanted to exchange their positions, you stuck your nose high in the air, scoffing at him.

“Bet, it is.”

His hickory brown eyes did a little shimmer dance, as he stood back, and mock saluting at you with two fingers, actually shouted from across the corridor.

“IF I WIN, YOU HAVE GOT THAT NAME, AND IF YOU WIN, I’D MAKE YOU A BOTTOM ANYWAY!”

Wait, fuck, you rubbed you face furiously with a stupid smile, you will have to win anyway.

my heart went aww

I Know That Voice

PAIRING: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader

WORD COUNT: 2k

CONTENT: some douchebag and a spider, comedy and major fluff

NOTES: while I was trying to think of ideas I thought, what if peter’s best friend just wasn’t a total idiot and actually recognized his voice when they met spider-man? what would that be like? so this is what came out of it. I thought it was really funny, hope you enjoy! last fic of 2021 :)

“who knows maybe he’s like, a really ugly dude with a receding hairline or something-”

peter bursts out laughing, shaking so hard he clutches his hand to his chest.

“you seriously believe that’s what spider-man looks like?” he wheezes.

“no- no! I didn’t say that’s what I think he looks like, I just said that could be a possibility!” you laugh. 

an hour ago when you came over to peter’s house to study, you had every intention to get straight down to business and start the project you two have together that’s due in a week from now. which was also assigned a week ago. doing projects with your best friend are always difficult, but you guys always manage to get a good grade in the end, since you are the two smartest in the grade, maybe aside from your other friend gwen. but when you mentioned to peter that you were 99% sure spider-man waved at you yesterday, it’s been a whole discussion on what you think he looks like. 

“who knows! he could also have no hair, or really bleached hair! or maybe he dresses like a frat boy everyday- or he is a frat boy! just because he’s a hero doesn’t mean he automatically has great fashion sense-” you ramble. 

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do you have any fic recs for tasm!peter? :)

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Ooh, there are lots of amazing writers in the fandom. I’d recommend checking out @scandalous-chaos (masterlist), @violetrainbow412-blog (masterlist) and @earthgirl616 — honestly all three of these folks have tasm!peter gold 🌻 I’m missing a whole bunch of people, but definitely start there

pirates >>>>

The Devil of the Seas — Prologue

Pirate!Sirius Black x Navy Captain!reader

Word count: 795

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(y/n) sighed softly, adjusting the jacket of her uniform as she stood outside the throne room. Even after being ten minutes early, she had ended up waiting for over half an hour for the king to let her enter, all the while under the watchful eyes of the two guardsmen positioned on either side of the large wooden doors.

Her gaze flitted around the hallway, landing on the portraits adorning the walls in her pointed efforts to look anywhere except at the two burly men. Detailed portraits of kings and princes, most of them long dead, yet all brought back to life in these works.

She was in the midst of examining the current king's portrait when the heavy doors were thrown open and Lord Snape stormed out of the throne room, face like a thundercloud and nearly knocking her over in his haste. Before she could react to his rudeness, however, the two guards finally shifted from their statue-like positions and gestured for her to enter.

As soon as her foot crossed the threshold, they announced her presence. Loudly.

"Captain (y/n) (y/l/n) of the Royal Navy!" And with that, they closed the doors behind her.

She was exceedingly aware of the sound her boots made as she crossed the distance between the doors and the steps before the thrones, despite the thick red carpet beneath her feet. Head held high, she knew not to look down before she had reached the bottom of those steps, where she bowed deeply. Bowed, for women with her profession did not curtsy.

Not that there were many.

"At your service, sire."

"Ah, captain." The king smiled. "I trust you have been informed about the reason for your summons?"

"Partially. They mentioned a mission, but didn't specify what the task would be."

The king hummed, rising and ambling over to the window. "Tell me, captain, have you ever heard of the man they call the 'Devil of the Seas?'"

"Indeed I have, sire." Aside from following the monarch's movements, (y/n) didn't budge.

"Good. Your assignment is," he paused, turning from the window to look at her, "to capture him. Alive." 

The sudden shock broke through her composure and her eyes widened. "Me? Capture the Black Devil?"

"Indeed. Unless you believe you are not up to the task."

That lit a fire in her. (y/n) (y/l/n) was never one to pass up a challenge, and she certainly did not plan to start now. There was a reason her fellow sailors dubbed her 'Artemis,' she thought to herself, right after reminding herself to get rid of the determined crease in her brow.

"Oh, no, sire, my crew and I are most definitely up for it. Though if I may ask, he has been active for years, nearly a decade, and as far as I am aware, this is the first time you express a desire to send someone after him. What changed, your majesty?"

"What changed? What changed?" His Majesty flew back to the thrones, eyes boring into hers as his voice raised nearly an octave in his agitation. "Do you not recall the day His Highness, the Crown Prince, returned from his journey to the continent? Attacked, robbed by those vicious pirates, they were! Look at him," he cried, waving one arm about wildly, "the poor boy's scarred for life!"

(y/n) snuck a glance at the prince out of the corner of her eye. His Highness sat calmly on his own throne, no longer a boy but a capable young man, preparing to someday take over the kingdom. He glanced up from the documents he was studying to see the scene unfolding before him, with a neutral expression that only showed how unperturbed he was by the whole event. Naturally, he must have gotten used to his father's eccentricities by now. His eyes met hers for a brief second before he returned his attention to his papers and she returned hers to the king.

"I… see, sire. And you wish for him to be brought back here?"

"Naturally, captain. Where else?" The king's features now wore a pleasant smile, and she made a mental note not to forget again how quickly and how easily the moods of royals could change.

"Understood, my liege. Is there anything else?"

"Only that you are to begin preparations at once. That will be all, captain. You are dismissed."

(y/n) made another low bow, and with a murmur of 'your Majesty,' she marched out of the throne room.

As soon as the doors clicked shut behind her, the confident smirk she had been suppressing spread across her face.

It was time to catch the most elusive pirate sailing the seven seas.

My Girl, My Love | d.m. x reader

Summary: Draco wants to keep your relationship a secret when you’re new to Hogwarts because he doesn’t want people to make assumptions about you based on his reputation. But he’s a bit too in love to keep it a secret.

Warnings: none, it’s just lots of fluff

Word count: ~2.9k

a/n: how I’ve missed writing full length fics. I’m actually very pleased with how this one turned out hehe. This is part of the “Harry Potter Writing Event”. Make sure to check out other writers’ fics as well from the event!

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

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You walk fast through the corridors of Hogwarts. Portion with Slughorn is your first class ever at Hogwarts—but you’re already late for that.

It isn’t your fault, as it is challenging to find the right turn. Many of these corridors look the same. It isn’t your fault either that you transferred to Hogwarts mid-semester and a couple of years later than the students in your year.

But you’re happy. You can finally be closer to where your heart belongs.

“I’m so sorry, professor! I couldn’t find the right classroom”, you say when you open the door and have everyone’s eyes on you.

“You must be miss y/l/n! Glad to have you in class. Please take a seat”, professor Slughorn says.

You grab the closest seat as you don’t want to drag any more attention to you. You look around for the one pair of familiar eyes. And indeed, you find them, sitting in the back with his friends.

He gives you a small smile only you to note, but his eyes show that he’s happy to see you here.

After the class, you stay behind to apologise once again for your lateness. Professor Slughorn is not bothered at all that you were late. He understands that it’s easy to walk in the wrong direction in these corridors when you’re new to the school.

So when you walk out of the classroom, you feel someone pulling your arm and dragging you around a corner. His arms slung around you in a tight hug.

“I’ve missed you”, he mumbles into your neck.

“I’ve missed you too. But I’m finally here now”, you say as you hug him tightly back.

He let you go but still rest his left arm on the wall behind you. His right arm strokes your cheek.

“Hi, Draco!” you say with a happy voice. Instant, a smile spread across his face.

“I love when you say my name, y/n.”

The way he says your name always makes you blush, which Draco finds adorable.

“School has been talking about you. You’re the topic of the year”, Draco says and kisses you on the other cheek that he’s not stroking.

“Why?”, you ask a bit worried.

“It’s not too often someone starts mid-term and also years later. Then because of your family also. And of course that you’re breathtaking. It somehow makes people talk”, he chuckles and gives you another kiss, but this time on the lips.

“Are you sure you want to keep this a secret? I wouldn’t mind letting everyone know that you’re my boyfriend”, you say when you break from your kiss.

Draco looks at you a little bit sad. He wants everyone to know that you’re his and he’s yours. He wants to tell everyone how proud he’s of his girlfriend. How kind and beautiful she’s. But he couldn’t be selfish—he didn’t want to drag you down with his reputation before you even got a chance.

“Yes, I’ve got a not so good reputation here, and I don’t want that to affect you. I want everyone to see how beautiful and kind your heart and brain are before they make any assumptions.”

“I wouldn’t care what anyone else expects for your thoughts about me. I don’t care about any reputation. I know how your heart is, and that’s what I fell for.”

Draco smiles. He knows that. He always knew that. He knows where you have him and where he has you.

However, you two ended up keeping your relationship a secret.

ϟ

And indeed, is Draco right that you’re the topic of the year at the school. As soon as you walk into the Great Hall alone, it feels like everyone stops doing what they were doing. Eyes are on you—the new girl.

You feel very insecure about it. You look around and meet with too many eyes. But only a pair of those eyes make you feel calmer, and that’s Draco’s eyes.

Draco looks worried at you. Maybe this is a bad idea to let you get into this alone. He stands up and is going to trash the idea of having a secret relationship. He feels that he need to be there for you.

But when he’s about to take the first step over to you, he sees Hermione walking towards you.

“You can sit with us if you want to”, Hermione says to you. You nod your head and walks towards her table, where she’s sitting with her friends.

Draco calms down as he sees you’re not alone anymore. Maybe Granger is not so bad, he thought.

“Draco, what are you doing standing up?” Pansy asks, confused. Draco looks around his table and sees that all his friends are looking at him now.

“I—” he says but sits down again. Not sure what to say.

“It almost looked like you were going to go to the new girl—” Blaise chuckles.

“I thought so too! But she’s Draco’s type so that I wouldn’t blame him”, Theo added in with a chuckle.

Draco, who rarely blushes, is blushing now. And that’s something his friends notice. He would be good at lying to anyone else, except for his close friends and you.

“Draco, do you have anything to tell us?” Pansy asks with a raised eyebrow.

“You have to keep this as a secret”, Draco says.

ϟ

It feels good that after lunch, you made some friends. You had been sitting and eating with Hermione, Ron, and Harry. They all were very kind to you. They had told you that you could sit whenever you wanted with them.

You are now on your way to your next class. As usual, you’re a bit lost in the corridors.

“Hey, new girl!” you hear someone shout for you. You don’t recognise the voice.

When you turn around you see a girl and a boy walking towards you. You recognise them from sitting with Draco earlier. They must be his friends, you think.

“She does have a name—” the girl says to the boy before she turns to you.

“Hi, y/n!” she says, smiling.

“Hi!” you say, confused and not sure why they approach you.

“We heard about you stole our friend’s little heart”, the boy says and put his arm around your shoulders and starts to guide you to the classroom you’re supposed to be in.

You’re unsure of what to say as you and Draco had decided to keep it a secret.

“Don’t worry y/n, Draco told us during lunch”, the girl says and lightly grabs your arm as you all kept on walking.

“We’re friends of Draco. I’m Pansy, and this is Blaise”, Pansy continues.

“Oh, that’s right. I’ve heard about you”, you say when you realise that Draco had on many occasions brought up his friends in conversations with you. Somehow you felt a bit relaxed and happy that they’re Draco’s friends and know about you.

“Yeah, and he didn’t tell us about you until today—” Blaise sighs over his friend being so enclosed with his life sometimes.

“But don’t worry, we keep your little thing a secret until you’re ready”, Blaise playfully winked.

“Or more likely when Draco is ready not to be so worried about everything. I think you two look cute and can’t wait for you to make it public”, says Pansy before you’re at the entrance of the classroom you’re supposed to be in.

“How did you know, or are you also taking this class?” you ask them both.

“Your boyfriend told us you can get a bit lost. And he also has your schedule. So don’t worry y/n, we got you!” Pansy says as she starts to walk back with Blaise.

“See you around y/n!” Blaise shout.

ϟ

A few weeks later, you’re sitting in the library to study. You see Draco and Theo, and you decide to sit at the table beside them—perfect for you to see him and for Draco to see you.

As you sit down, you see Draco looking at you happily. You smile at him, and Theo looks up to see what Draco is distracted by.

And, of course, it’s by you. Theo is not surprised. He chuckles for himself and turns back his attention to the book—knowing very well that his friend lost his attention entirely to the book they have to study.

You smile as you stare back at him. Draco could stare at you all day as you look like art for his eyes.

But his art is interrupted by someone else. Cedric Diggory takes the seat beside you. Draco’s face switches into an unpleasant expression.

“Hi, y/n!” Cedric says to you as he sits down.

“Oh, hi!” you say, unsure what he wants. You look over quickly at Draco, giving him an uncertain look. You see how he stares at both of you. Cedric notices but doesn’t think more of it.

“What are you doing?” he instead asks you smilingly.

“I’m reading so I can finish up the assignment in Transfiguration. How can I help you?” you ask politely.

All you want is for Cedric to leave so you could go back to stare at your boyfriend.

“I wanted to ask you—” Cedric starts to say and put his hand on yours that is resting on the table.

“If you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?” he has hope in his eyes—you could see it.

“No, I got plans,” you say and take away your hand and stands up to leave the library. It had made you uncomfortable, and you do have plans with Draco.

Draco would always sneak you into his dorms during the weekends when everyone is out in Hogsmeade. You two would stay there and cuddle while telling how much you love each other.

Without looking back, you walk out of the library. Cedric is still sitting by the table but alone now. He isn’t sure how you had said no right away. Before asking you, he was pretty sure that you would say yes.

Draco heard your conversation and saw how uncomfortable you had become. He isn’t pleased with how Cedric acted.

Without thinking, he stands up and walks towards Cedric. Theo looks up and looks amused to see what his friend is about to do.

“Diggory!” Draco says and takes the seat that you just had been seated at.

“Malfoy”, Cedric says shortly.

“I would appreciate it if you don’t ask my girlfriend out again and don’t put your hand on her. I don’t like it when you make her feel uncomfortable”, Draco says with an annoyed tone.

“Your girlfriend?” Cedric asks, confused.

“Yes, my girlfriend y/n.”

“Your y/n’s boyfriend—” Cedric starts to laugh.

Somehow it sounds nice for Draco to hear him being addressed as your boyfriend—he likes it even if Cedric is laughing.

“Yes, I’m her boyfriend. So please back off!” Draco says with a death stare.

Cedric stops laughing and puts up his hand to show that he got the memo.

ϟ

You and Draco try to hang out as much as possible. It’s not always easy as you still keep your relationship a secret.

Draco would always wait for you after classes and drag you to an abandoned part of the corridor.

“You look so beautiful today. Did you get my letter this morning?” Draco asks as he gives you a soft kiss on the lips.

“Yes, and it made my morning.”

Every morning, Draco would let his owl deliver a handwritten love-letter for you. It always contains sweet words that are just reserved for you.

“Good! I’ve missed you like crazy”, he says and kisses you again.

You chuckle, “You said that yesterday as well”.

“It’s only because I miss you every time I’m not with you”, Draco chuckles.

You stare into his eyes and say, “I miss you too!”

As the break is about to end, you have to make your way to your next class. You say goodbye to Draco and kiss him before running to your next class.

Draco stands there and sees you run off. He smiles and still feels the feeling of your soft lips on his.

“Guess we caught the biggest news in school. What do you think, George?” Draco suddenly hears from behind him. He turns around to see the Weasley twins.

“I think we caught the biggest news, Fred”, George says, pleased.

Draco looks at the twins in panic. They had seen him and you being together and kissing.

“What do you mean?” Draco tries to play dumb, in case they didn’t see.

“You and y/n—”, Fred starts to say.

“Kissing in secret”, George ends the sentence.

Dracos sighs, knowing very well that he can’t make it out with any lies.

“We’re dating, but can you please not tell anyone” Draco begs.

“What do you think, Fred?” George says.

“Fine, but it cost”, Fred says and crosses his arms.

“Exactly what I thought”, George says with a grin and high-five his brother.

Draco sigh, “What do I have to do?”

“Buy some of our products”, the twins say simultaneously.

ϟ

It was Draco’s idea to keep your relationship a secret. But it isn’t going too well. He had told, by now, many people that you two are dating.

His whole quidditch team knows that because he had sneaked off with you before the match for you to give him a good luck kiss.

His captain Marcus had pushed him to tell where he had been, and even if he made up something, Marcus didn’t believe him until he told the captain about you. It ended with Marcus telling the whole team.

Luna had also been too observant of how Draco acts. And then had she asked Draco, after she noted that every time you two passed each other in the corridors, your hands would sneakily brush each other’s.

It was something that Draco likes to do. He would, however, if he could walk down the corridor hand in hand with you.

After Luna asked Draco, he had confessed that you two are dating. Somehow it’s effortless for him to tell everyone that you’re dating. Maybe he’s proud and too in love with you, that makes him say it. It does sound nice when he says it; has he thought of it.

Even the golden trio know that by now. It happened last week when you was send to the hospital wing because you had fallen from the stairs. It was nothing major, but you had to have a check-up to be sure.

When Draco heard that you were in the hospital wing, he ran right away to there. But Hermione, Ron, and Harry were standing in front of the door to the hospital wing.

You have become close friends with Hermione after your first encounter at lunch in Great Hall. But still, she didn’t know about Draco.

“Not now, Malfoy”, had Harry said, stopping Draco from entering as he thought you wanted some privacy.

“Move, Potter!” Draco demanded. He’s worried about you, so he’s even more annoyed than usual with Harry.

“Why do you even have to go in there now?” Hermione sighed.

“Because my girlfriend is injured and inside there. I’ve got to see her”, Draco said with an annoyed tone.

They all looked at him, confused.

“The only one in there is y/n”, Ron said.

“Yes, it’s y/n who’s my girlfriend. Can you all please move aside?!”

As confused as they are, they moved aside for Draco to slam open the door. They stand by the door to see if this could even be true.

“Draco!” you said excited, happy to see him.

“Love, how are you?” he asked with a worried voice as he walked towards you to give a hug.

“Don’t worry. I’m fine. Just a bit clumsy”, you chuckled.

Your three friends stood at the entrance, confused about what they just had witnessed.

ϟ

So when you sit in the Great Hall for breakfast, you feel someone take a seat beside you. The smell of the too-familiar cologne makes you very surprised—Draco is sitting beside you.

“Hi darling!” he says without trying to be quiet.

You look at him, not sure what he’s doing. In the Great Hall would everyone have the best view to see what’s happening between the two of you.

“Draco, what are you doing?” you whispered, in case Draco had forgotten to keep your relationship a secret.

But Draco didn’t care about that now. “I might have already told too many people about you and me—”

Now you’re looking at him even more confused than before.

“And I’m too in love with you to not hang out with you all the time. So can we please make it not a secret anymore? If you’re comfortable with it”, Draco says and takes your hand in his.

“Draco, I never wanted to keep it a secret. So why would I want it now” you say with a smile—not whispering anymore.

Draco leans into a kiss, and you’re for the first time kissing openly at school. Some people are surprised about you two, but the ones who know about this already are cheering.

When you break the kiss, Draco turns around to everyone and proudly and happily says, “This is my girl, my love!

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