be my mistake, draco x reader

pairing: draco malfoy x reader
word count:2,2k
request: Could you write a imagine with Draco based on the song be my mistake - the 1975? I love your writing btw!
summary: to draco, you were nothing but a mistake.
a/n: i ABSOLUTELY love this request and song . as i’m in a very very similar situation, this was fairly easy to write. i did get a little emotional writing this ,,, so i hope u guys enjoy :’) <3
warnings: cheating, slight smut, mention of smut

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You could stare into his eyes forever. Something about him got you mesmerized, the way his ice blue eyes would sparkle whenever he did something he enjoyed, and the way his lanky finger would play with his silver rings that fit his fingers so perfectly; he never failed to make you weak at the knees. Your fingers intertwined perfectly with his and it was almost like your hands were made to run through his blond hair. You and Draco Malfoy had known each other for years now, and you two had been fooling around for as long as you could remember. It all started off innocently, just seeing each other to enjoy each other’s company. But Draco, later on, became your first everything. Your first kiss, the one who took your virginity, and most importantly; your first love.

You and Draco never really established what your relationship was. As you two grew older, you would start seeing each other purely because of the sex and nothing else. Except, to you, it meant everything. You had fallen head over heels with the taller boy, thinking about him every night and day; wanting to spend every single second with him. But you could tell Draco didn’t feel the same way towards you. The only time you saw him, besides class, was late at night when he would ask you to meet him outside of your common room. You knew it was nothing but him wanting to have sex, but it didn’t matter to you. As long as you got to spend time with him, you were happy.

Even though you knew he wasn’t in love with you like you were with him, your heart broke when he got a girlfriend. He met her at the end of the sixth year, and you were now approaching the end of your seventh year. You expected your relationship with Draco to end when he met her, but to your surprise, it didn’t. Even after the two of them got together, he would still come knocking at your dorm room, falling asleep next to you almost every night. He said it was because she just didn’t pleasure him the way you did, and even though you knew it was wrong, you couldn’t help it. 

‘’I’m just going to use the restroom,’’ You shouted to your friend, placing the glass you were holding in your hand on the table in front of you. As you were soon graduating from Hogwarts, a couple of Slytherins had decided to throw a party to celebrate. Of course, you had decided to go, bringing your friend with you, in hopes that you would see him. To your disappointment, you hadn’t seen him for the whole night. You had been there for a couple of hours now and you were slowly getting bored of the party; your only intention being to see him. You quickly stood up, feeling a little dizzy from all the drinks, making your way through the crowd.

You let out a sigh as you entered the empty room, the music slowly fading away as you got further and further away. You looked at yourself in one of the mirrors, touching up your hair using your hands. As you looked down at your bag you were now holding in your hands, searching for a brush, you heard someone enter the room. Suddenly, you felt a pair of lanky arms wrap around your waist; making you jump. ‘’Hello there,’’ Someone whispered into your ear, nuzzling their face into your shoulder. You quickly looked up at the mirror in front of you again, your whole body relaxing when you realized who it was. ‘’Hello there Draco,’’ You chuckled, your stomach immediately being filled with butterflies as you spotted his blond hair. ‘’You look absolutely stunning tonight Y/N,’’ He mumbled as he pressed a sloppy kiss against your neck, making you slightly tilt your head as you watched him in the mirror. His hands slowly made his way from your waist to your hips, stroking your body using his hands. ‘’I love this dress on you.’’ He mumbled again, pressing another sloppy kiss at the crook of your neck.

Truth was, you had only chosen that specific dress to get a reaction out of him. You smiled as a small blush spread across your cheeks, knowing your plan had worked. You could tell he was drunk, his words being slightly slurred and his hands getting closer to your breasts. His big hands slowly grabbed them, massaging them lightly as he continued to kiss down your neck. You let out a gasp as you turned around, playfully pushing him off you. ‘’Draco!’’ You let out, him stumbling back as he tried to regain his balance. ‘’I’m sorry, you just look too good,’’ He let out, throwing his hand into the air in defense. You let out a laugh as he got closer to you again, a small smile plastered on his lips. He slowly put his hands on your waist again, pulling you closer. You looked up at him as you placed your hands on his chest. ‘’What if someone sees us?’’ You whispered, his eyes scanning your body.

‘’Don’t worry,’’ He mumbled as he leaned down to press a kiss on your neck, your hands leaving his chest as you wrapped them around his neck. ‘’She’s already left.’’ The words made your heart drop, you had completely forgotten about her for a split moment. His touch made you forget the world around you, slipping into your own world. He looked up at you, his eyes glossy as he looked down at your lips. You looked up at him, pulling down using your hands. He pressed his lips against yours, you could taste the alcohol on them but you didn’t mind. You felt one of his hands traveling down your back, grabbing your ass. You let out a small moan as he smirked into the kiss. ‘’How about we leave?’’ He whispered, making you nod as he smacked your ass, making you gasp once again.

Since everyone was too busy partying, no one noticed you and Draco sneaking into his dorm. As soon as he closed the door, his lips were attached to yours once again. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss, placing one hand on your waist and using the other one to lock the door behind you. He pressed you against the door, you could feel the bulge in his pants growing as he pressed himself against you. You loved the effect you had on him, knowing no one else could do this to him; not even his own girlfriend. ‘’You really thought you could get away with wearing that, huh?’’ Draco mumbled into the kiss, making you slightly moan as one of your hands found their way to his hair, slightly pulling at it. He pulled away, inhaling as the kiss left both of you gasping for air. You looked at him for a second before smashing your lips against his once again. This time, it was rougher.

His hands pulled at the material of your dress, desperately trying to pull you closer to him. ‘’This dress needs to come off, now,’’ He grunted as he broke the kiss. His hands slowly made their way towards the back of your dress, playing with the zipper. But before he got the chance to pull the zipper down, you grabbed his hands. ‘’Draco, you’re drunk,’’ You mumbled, making him take his eyes off your body as his eyes met yours instead. ‘’C’mon Y/N, I need you so bad,’’ He groaned as his lips found their way back to your neck. You chuckled as you grabbed his cheeks, pulling him back up so he was once again facing you. ‘’As much as I want that, it’s not right,’’ You said with a small smile on your lips.

He looked down at you, furrowing his eyebrows. ‘’Why not? You know how good I could please you,’’ He continued, snatching his head away from your grip; his lips once again meeting your neck. This time, he was slightly sucking on the sensitive skin. As much as you wanted him to continue, you just couldn’t let it happen. ‘’Draco,’’ You let out in a stern voice, once again pulling him away from you. He looked down at you in confusion, licking his lips. ‘’It’s not fair. Not to her,’’ You mumbled. As soon as the words left your lips, Draco let out a groan in annoyance, taking his hands off your waist as he shook his head. ‘’How many times do I have to tell you? She won’t know!’’ He let out, making you regret your words. ‘’But it’s still not right,’’ You whispered, looking away from the taller boy; too scared to maintain eye contact. You could hear him sigh as he walked past you, making you turn around.

There was a long silence. You watched him place his hands over his eyes as he sat down on his bed, rubbing them. ‘’You love her, don’t you?’’ You blurted out. He looked up at you, confusion plastered on his face. ‘’Of course I do.’’ He answered, not taking his eyes off you. ‘’What is this then?’’ You asked, your voice starting to tremble as you spoke. He let out another sigh in annoyance, you could tell he was getting angrier. ‘’Look,’’ He muttered as he slowly stood up once again. ‘’You make me hard,’’ He chuckled as he slowly got closer to you. You watched him carefully. ‘’But she makes me weak.’’

The words stabbed you in the heart. You felt like the world came crashing down as the words left his lips, causing you to take a deep breath. You slowly shook your head, looking down at your feet. ‘’I think this was a mistake,’’ You mumbled, trying your best to hold the tears that were now burning behind your eyelids. ‘’Don’t be silly, Y/N,’’ Draco groaned, placing one of his hands on your cheek. You quickly snatched his hand away, looking back up at him. He stared at you for a moment, his expression empty; taken aback. ‘’Then be my mistake.’’ He let out after a short silence. The whole situation was so ironic, making you chuckle as you shook your head. ‘’No.’’ You said shortly, the tears threatening to fall down your cheek any second. ‘’I shouldn’t have asked you to come.’’ He muttered as he shook his head, turning around once again as he walked towards his bed. You watched him as he took his shirt off, throwing it across the room before he got into bed; pulling the sheets over his lanky body. You watched him turn around, quickly wiping your eyes dry before he could see that you were crying. ‘’Can you at least spend the night?’’

A small smile formed on your lips as you slowly walked towards the bed, sitting down. His back was facing you, your eyes scanning his body. Counting the birthmarks that were splattered all over his back, counting them just like you had done many nights before. There was always the same amount, 7, to be exact. You carefully laid down next to him, turning around you so were facing his back. You slowly wrapped your arm around his waist, trying to pull yourself closer to him. But the boy quickly wiggled out of your grip, making your arm fall down your side again. ‘’I don’t want to hug, I just want to sleep.’’ He muttered, his back still facing you.

You felt the tears well up behind your eyelids once again, shutting your eyes shut as you laid there in silence. You decided it was best not to say anything and just let him go to sleep. You knew this was the last time you would get to spend time with Draco this way, your heart aching as the thought entered your mind. A tear dropped down your cheek, doing your best to hold the sobs back. You let the tears stream down your cheeks as soon as you heard him lightly snoring in front of you, knowing he was asleep. You turned around so you were laying on your back, staring at the ceiling. 

You didn’t sleep that night. The heartbreak kept you awake all night, not that it mattered anyways because you knew you had to get up early so you could leave before everyone woke up. You left early, earlier than usual that morning, not even looking Dracos way one last time as you left his dorm. You knew that if you did, you would just break down crying. But as soon as you entered the halls and couldn’t smell his fragrance anymore, you felt your heart break into a million pieces. You hurried down the halls, tears leaving your eyes as you tried your best to hold the sobs back just like you had done a couple of hours earlier. 

That night was the last time Draco came looking for you late at night; both of you knew it was over. There was nothing left to say or do. The next day you watched how they walked down the halls, hand in hand, laughing. When he walked past you, not even looking your way; that was when you realized it was over. That was when you realized you were nothing but a mistake to him, and it absolutely killed you inside. The feeling of his rough lips pressed against your skin and his fingertips lingering over your bare thighs still remained, leaving you heart broken.

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friends, part 2, draco x reader

pairing: draco malfoy x reader
word count: 2,7k
summary: things suddenly change when your friend, draco, meets someone new.
a/n: part 2 of this imagine !! enjoy <3

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You hadn’t spoken to Draco in weeks. After he left you standing alone in one of the halls, feeling confused and heartbroken, you couldn’t find the courage to even look in his direction. He slowly started going to the classes you two shared, blaming his absence on ‘more important stuff’. People had been talking about why he hadn’t been attending some classes, some even asked you about it. But no one ever questioned him, everyone just went along with it and eventually just let go of the topic. You on the other hand, just couldn’t let go.

You were still utterly heartbroken. Sure, it had gotten easier being around him without your heart completely breaking or feeling like you were about to burst into tears any second. But the heartbreak always came lingering back at the end of the day, tears escaping your eyes as soon as you laid down in your bed where no one could see you. Hermione had been the first one to find you in the hallways, immediately spotting you crying while looking for you so the two of you could walk each other to class. That day, she swore that she would kill Malfoy one day. As soon as you told Ron and Harry about it, they swore that they would hex him next time they saw him. It took a while for you to talk them out of it, but eventually, you succeeded; even though it took a lot of convincing.

To your surprise, the heartbreak had led you to a new friendship. You had never interacted with Cedric Diggory during your time at Hogwarts even though you two shared a lot of classes together, until now. ‘’I don’t know what to do,’’ You complained, running your hands through your hair as you let out a sigh of annoyance. ‘’There’s no way I’m going to pass this class.’’ You said as Hermione hummed. ‘’Don’t say that,’’ She said, placing her hand on your shoulder. ‘’Why don’t you ask someone to help you out?’’ She asked, tilting her head. ‘’Like who? You’re too busy, Ron absolutely sucks at this subject and I know Harry is too busy as well,’’ You let out, throwing your hands in the air. Hermione looked around the room, scanning the students. ‘’I’ve heard Cedric is quite good at this class.’’ She eventually said, her eyes finding their way back to you. 

After that, you and Cedric became friends. He was more than happy to help you, and eventually, the friendship turned into more than just him helping you study. He would sit with you during breakfast, walk you to all your classes, he would even wait for you after his classes just so he could walk you back to your dorm. But even though he was an amazing friend, you hated to admit the fact that he was nothing but a replacement. Sure, he did all the things Draco would do, but it just wasn’t the same thing. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t let go of him. And you hated yourself for it.

Today was no different. You walked out of your class, already knowing Cedric would be waiting for you just around the corner. A smile formed on your lips as you spotted the dark-haired boy leaning against the wall, his eyes scanning the hallways. A big smile formed on his lips as he spotted you as well, walking towards you. ‘’Hello there Y/N,’’ He greeted you as he wrapped his strong arms around your waist, pulling you into a warm hug. You wrapped one of your arms around his neck, the other one holding your books. ‘’Hello Cedric,’’ You let out, holding onto him tightly. ‘’Do you mind me helping you out with those?’’ He asked as he pulled away from the hug, looking down at the books you were holding in your arms. ‘’Please.’’ You laughed as you handed him your books. He gave you a warm smile as you started walking down the halls.

You had to admit, Cedric was attractive. You knew every girl at Hogwarts thought the exact same thing, some girls had even tried giving him a potion that would make him fall in love with them. The first time Cedric told you about it, you couldn’t help but laugh. Who could blame them? He had everything a girl could possibly want. An amazing smile, his piercing eyes, and a charming personality. Yet, you just couldn’t let yourself fall for him. Any girl would fall head over heels for him if they were in your position, but you just couldn’t do it. Somewhere in your mind, the thought of Draco one day coming back to you still lingered and it was absolutely crushing you. 

The yellow scarf was hanging from his neck, complimenting his skin tone. His cheeks were slightly red from the cold, causing you to assume he had been waiting outside your classroom for quite some time. The school would get quite cold during the winter, the cold air easily slipping through the cracks of the walls causing you to shiver. ‘’Are you cold?’’ You asked, looking up at your friend. ‘’Can you tell?’’ He laughed as he placed one of his hands on his cheek, making you laugh. He smiled at you, not taking his eyes off you. ‘’Hey Y/N,’’ He let out after a short silence, slowing down. ‘’Yeah?’’ You replied, raising one of your eyebrows as you waited for him to continue his sentence. ‘’Who are you going with?’’ He asked as he stopped walking completely. ‘’To the ball, I mean.’’ He continued. You let out a small chuckle, shaking your head. ‘’No one has asked me yet,’’ You answered, knowing it was a lie. The truth was that the person you wanted to ask you hadn’t asked you yet. ‘’Well in that case, would you like to go with me?’’

The question made you raise both your eyebrows as you stared at the boy in front of you. He stared back at you, waiting for an answer. You inhaled the cold air as you looked away from his gaze for a second, thinking about the question. You knew Draco wasn’t going to ask you. The hope slowly faded away as you looked back at your friend, a smile forming on your lips. ‘’There is no one I’d rather go with, Cedric,’’ You said, a big smile immediately forming on his lips. He was quick to wrap his arms around you, pulling you into another warm hug. You let out a giggle as you hugged him back, closing your eyes. It was time to let go.

The word spread around Hogwarts faster than you could’ve imagined. The next morning when you walked into the Great Hall to eat breakfast, all eyes were on you. You looked around in confusion, quickly spotting Cedric sitting at the Hufflepuff table. He was sitting with his friends, all of them eventually spotting you as well. As soon as they saw you, they started tugging at Cedric; then it hit you. A blush crept up on your cheeks as you quickly looked away, realizing they must’ve heard that he was taking you to the Yule Ball. Your eyes scanned the room, suddenly locking with a pair of grey ones. 

Your heart stopped beating for a second. The blond boy was staring at you from across the room, an empty expression on his face. This was the first time in weeks you had actually seen Draco like this and you were not expecting it to happen any time soon, especially not now. You took a deep breath as you quickly looked away, tears filling your eyes as your heart started to ache once again. You started walking towards your friends, deciding that the best thing to do right now was just to avoid him and his gaze; even though you could feel his eyes burning into your back as you walked away.

‘’Cedric Diggory, the man himself!’’ Ron let out as you sat down beside him. ‘’The infamous Diggory,’’ Harry continued his friend’s sentence, a smile on his face. ‘’How did you do it?’’ Ron asked, looking at you with a big smile. You let out a chuckle, shaking your head. ‘’It’s a secret.’’ You smirked, making both Harry and Ron holler as Hermione let out a small laugh. ‘’I was starting to worry that you wouldn’t even go Y/N,’’ Hermione let out, you could hear the worry filling her voice. She had been extremely worried about you since the incident with Draco, constantly checking up on you. You gave her a reassuring smile as you placed your hand on her leg. ‘’Of course Hermione, I would never miss the ball.’’ You smiled, her smiling back at you as she nodded. You placed your arms on the table, slipping into your own world as your friends continued talking about the ball. You slowly looked the direction where Draco was sitting, but he was nowhere to be seen.

‘’Excuse me,’’ You suddenly heard a voice say behind you, making you slightly jump. You turned around, hesitating to do so. As soon as you spotted the person standing behind you, your heart dropped. There he was, standing right in front of you. ‘’You need to leave Malfoy.’’ Hermione quickly said, her fists clenching as she spoke. ‘’That’s not a very nice way to greet me, is it, Granger?’’ Draco hissed, a smirk on his face as he looked Hermione’s way. You could see Hermione looking your way, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look up from your lap. ‘’What do you want?’’ Harry scoffed. Draco looked his way before slowly looking over at you once again. ‘’I came to talk to Y/N.’’ He grunted, your heart dropping as he said your name. ‘’No, absolutely not,’’ Hermione exclaimed, quickly standing up as she shook her head. 

‘’I’m afraid it’s not your choice,’’ Draco chuckled, looking down at the shorter girl. ‘’So, Y/N, may I have a word with you?’’ He asked once again, looking back at you who was still sitting down. ‘’You don’t have to talk to him Y/N,’’ Hermione quickly said as her gaze met yours. ‘’Granger! Just stop talking already,’’ Draco hissed in annoyance. ‘’It’s okay Hermione, I’ll go talk to him.’’ You let out, giving her a small smile. She could see the sadness filling your face, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it so she just sat back down after a few moments of silence; letting out a huff in annoyance. You stood up, not daring to look up at Draco, scared that you would burst into tears. He grabbed your arm as he pulled you out of the room, just like he had done that day.

He eventually stopped walking as you reached a spot where no one could see or hear you, the lump in your throat growing bigger and bigger. You knew what had happened last time he wanted to talk, so you didn’t expect this to go down any differently; preparing yourself for another heartbreak. ‘’Cedric Diggory, huh?’’ He let out after a short silence. You could feel his presence in front of you, still not daring to look up at him. He placed his hands in his front pockets as a small sigh escaped his lips. ‘’Could you at least look at me?’’ He asked after another short silence. You inhaled some of the cold air before looking up at him, your eyes meeting his grey ones once again. ‘’Is it true that Diggory is taking you to the ball?’’ He asked, not taking his eyes off you. ‘’Yes,’’ You let out as Draco scoffed, shaking his head and he broke the eye contact. ‘’I’ve seen the two of you around,’’ He continued, making you raise one of your eyebrows in confusion. ‘’I see the way he looks at you.’’ He mumbled. ‘’We’re just going as friends.’’ You quickly mumbled, making him let out another scoff. ‘’Friends? Sure.’’ He scolded as his eyes met yours once again.

‘’I don’t see why it matters to you,’’ You eventually said. You were confused as to why he even cared, it wasn’t like he was planning on taking you anyways. ‘’I just care about you, that’s all,’’ Draco answered, causing you to chuckle. ‘’What’s that supposed to mean?’’ You asked, folding your arms. ‘’He’s just not a good guy Y/N,’’ He continued, making you gasp. You stared at him, disappointment filling your eyes. ‘’How dare you even say that?’’ You exclaimed, feeling the anger building up as you defended your friend. ‘’It’s not like you’re any better!’’ The words slipped out of you before you could stop yourself, slowly regretting what you had just said. ‘’You and Pansy truly do belong together, both of you are just as blind and ignorant.’’ You huffed before turning around to walk off, not wanting to say anything else; afraid it would only make the situation worse. 

Before you had the chance to walk away, you felt Dracos cold hand wrap around your wrist once again, pulling you back. ‘’Excuse me?’’ He snapped, anger filling his voice. ‘’Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about!’’ You snapped back at him, shaking your head. ‘’I made it so obvious,’’ You continued, getting more and more upset as you spoke. ‘’Yet you were the one who broke my heart Draco, not Cedric!’’ You exclaimed. ‘’Made what obvious?’’ Draco barked, furrowing his eyebrows in anger. ‘’That I like you stupid!’’

With that being said, Draco slammed his lips against yours. You had no idea what do to, feeling paralyzed as his hand grabbed your cheek, pulling you closer to him. The kiss was raw, filled with emotions as you slowly relaxed into his touch. You slowly placed your hand on his chest, grabbing onto the fabric. He slowly pulled away, leaving you confused. ‘’What?’’ You whimpered as his forehead touched yours. ‘’Can’t you see?’’ He breathed. ‘’It was always you,’’ He let out as his hand caressed your cheek. You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘’But, Pansy,’’ You mumbled, shaking your head. Draco let out a chuckle, shaking his head as well. ‘’Why do you think she didn’t want me around you?’’ He asked, looking down at your small figure compared to his. ‘’But you treat her so differently,’’ You whispered, looking into his eyes. ‘’Only because I didn’t know how to treat you, knowing that I liked you.’’ He answered.

You had no idea what to say or do. His words felt unreal, almost like it wasn’t true. ‘’But,’’ Draco said, his hand slowly leaving your cheek. The cold feeling of his silver rings left your skin, making you ache for his touch. ‘’I understand if you’re with Diggory now.’’ He said, disappointment lingering in his voice. ‘’I mean, it’s my fault isn’t it?’’ He chuckled, looking down at you. You quickly grabbed his hand before he let it fall down his side, placing it back on your cheek. ‘’Please just kiss me,’’ You whispered, your eyes meeting his once again. He looked at you for a moment before leaning down to press his soft lips against yours once again, your heart slowly being filled with warmth as you pulled him closer.

‘’I couldn’t stand the way he looks at you,’’ He whispered as he pulled away. ‘’The way he stared at you from across the room.’’ You shook your head as the words left his lips. ‘’I was hoping it was you that was staring,’’ You let out, making him chuckle. ‘’You already know I was.’’ He gave you half a smile as the words left his mouth, pulling you into his chest. You closed your eyes as his long arms wrapped around you, finally feeling safe and sound. ‘’I think I have someone to go break up with,’’ He whispered into your ear, making you slap his arm lightly. ‘’You better.’’


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friends, part 1, draco x reader

pairing: draco malfoy x reader
word count:2,2k
summary:things suddenly change when you friend, draco, meets someone new.
a/n:this is the first time i post in a very long time, i’m so very sorry ! i hope this is okay and that u enjoy reading it. part two will be out very very soon <3 ! (i’m so sorry if there’s any spelling mistakes) READ PART 2 HERE

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You could see Draco perfectly from where you were sitting. His blond hair was falling over his forehead, his hands placed on the table in front of him; playing with one of his silver rings as he spoke to the person sitting next to him. You sat down across the room, along with your friends. You had been friends with Draco for quite some time now, and at this point it was getting hard for you to deny the crush you had developed on him over time. It was getting obvious, everyone seemed to notice, even your friends. Everyone buthim.

‘’What you staring at Y/N?’’ Rons sudden voice made you snap out of your thoughts, quickly looking his way. You felt a small blush creep upon you cheeks as Hermione shook her head in disapproval. ‘’What do you think, Ronald?’’ She let out in annoyance, looking up from the book she was holding in her hands. ‘’She’s obviously staring at Malfoy.’’ She continued, making you slap her arm lightly. ‘’I wasn’t staring!’’ You let out, a desperate try to defend yourself. ‘’Whatever you say.’’ She said under her breath, rolling her eyes. ‘’You know,’’ Ron let out, his mouth stuffed with food. ‘’I just can’t understand how you’re friend with someone like him.’’ He said, looking Dracos way as he picked his plate using his fork. 

To be honest, you didn’t even know why you had fallen for the blond boy. Draco was known for his horrible ways, always picking on everyone, even you. But things changed as you got to know him, when you got to see the other side of him; the side people barely ever saw. He was actually quite a gentleman to the people he knew, he would always help you with your homework or invite you to hang out. Sure, he still had his moments where he could be really horrible, but as time passed that side slowly went away whenever he was around you. ‘’I don’t understand either,’’ Harry let out. ‘’You’ve seen yourself the way he acts.’’ You let out a small chuckle as your eyes found their way back to Draco. ‘’I wish I had an answer to your question Ron, but sadly I don’t.’’ You answered, making Ron scoff as he continued to eat his food. ‘’Enough about Draco,’’ Hermione said as she shut her book close, placing it on the table in front of her. ‘’Who are you planning on taking to the Yule Ball, boys?’’

The Yule Ball was coming up. Everyone was excited about it, especially Ron and Harry, their only chance to interact with a girl. You on the other hand, weren’t too excited. Some boys had already aksed you to the ball, which you had politely declined; in hopes that Draco would ask you. You knew it wasn’t going to happen, but you couldn’t help yourself from hoping that he would surprise you and ask you. ‘’Harry’s definietly taking Cho.’’ Ron said, a small smirk forming on his face. ‘’I haven’t even asked her yet!’’ Harry let out, looking around to make sure no one had heard his friend. You let out a small laugh as your eyes found their way back to Draco once again. He was now busy eating the food that was on the plate in front of him, making small conversation with the people around him.

That was when she sat down next to him. Pansy Parkinson. You knew Draco and the girl had always been friends, you had seen the two of them together before you became friends with Draco. But recently, you noticed that something changed between the two of them. They suddenly seemed very close, constantly hanging around each other. But most importanly, you noticed how Draco would change whenever he was around her. As soon as she entered the room, a smile would form on his lips as he always greeted her with a big hug. He would always act friendly around you, but never the way he acted around her. The smile on your lips slowly faded as he greeted the dark haired girl with a hug, like he always did. Suddenly, he placed his hand on her thigh. He probably thought no one noticed, but from where you were sitting you could see his hand under the table. Your heart dropped as you quickly looked away, not daring to continue looking. ‘’Y/N? Has anyone asked you yet?’’ Hermione asked you, making you look down at your lap. ‘’No,’’ You lied, playing with your fingers. ‘’Really?’’ Ron let out, sounding surprised. ‘’I wouldn’t worry about it too much, I’m sure someone is going to ask you soon.’’ Hermione gave you a comforting smile as you gave her a small smile back. You let out a small hum, picking up your fork.

After that, things changed. You hadn’t spoken to Draco in what felt like days, and it was driving you crazy. Sure, you had feeligns for him and it broke your heart not seeing him, but you were also afraid that you were losing him as your friend. It was unusal for Draco not to speak to you at least once a day, you two had a couple of classes together after all. But lately you hadn’t even seen him  in class, your eyes searching for him in every class; looking for his bright blue eyes. To your disappointment, you never spotted him. ‘’Maybe Cedric will take you to the ball,’’ Ron said as you sat down on the cold grass next to him. ‘’Cedric?’’ You asked, confusion lingering in your voice. After you had told them no one had asked you to the ball a few days back, Ron hadn’t stopped talking about it. ‘’Diggory,’’ He continued, looking the opposite direction. Your eyes followed his, spotting the Hufflepuff sitting a few feet away. You let out a laugh as you shook your head. ‘’What makes you think that?’’ You asked, Hermione sitting down next to you. Ron shrugged as he looked back at you. ‘’Just giving you some options.’’ 

It was a cold day out. You had came outside with Ron and Hermione between one of your classes to take some fresh air, the cold air immediatly hitting your warm face as you stepped outside. You wrapped your coat around your body tighter, a desperete try to warm yourself up as you felt your whole body shiver. You looked around, studying the other students. It seemed like you weren’t the only one who had came out here as the whole courtyard was filled with students. That’s when you spotted him. You eyes immediatly became bigger as you quickly stood up. ‘’I’ll catch up with you guys later,’’ You mumbled, making your friends look at you in confusion. They quickly spotted the blond boy, making Hermione sigh. ‘’Off she goes.’’ She shook her head as she watched you walk off in a hurry.

‘’Draco!’’ You called out, getting closer and closer to him. He quickly turned around, his face slowly turning into a small smile has he spotted you. ‘’There you are,’’ You smiled as you wrapped your arms around the taller boy. He lightly hugged you back, quickly letting his arms fall to his sides. Your smile faded away and was replaced by a frown. You let go of the boy and looked up at him. ‘’Where have you been?’’ You asked, raising your eyebrows. ‘’What do you mean?’’ He asked, placing his hands in his pockets. ‘’I just haven’t seen you in ages,’’ You continued, not taking your eyes off him. He looked around, trying his best to avoid eye contact. ‘’I’ve just been busy.’’ He let out, still avoiding eye contact. ‘’With what exactly?’’ You asked once again, feeling your heart drop as you spoke. He let out a sigh in annoyance before grabbing your arm, walking off with you behind him.

You stumbled after him, confusion plastered all over your face. ‘’Where are we going?’’ You asked as you entered the school once again. The hallways were almost empty, everyone either waiting for the class to begin or hanging out with their friends outside. ‘’We need to talk.’’ He mumbled as he continued walking down the halls. He suddenly stopped walking, letting go off your arm; his cold hand leaving your skin. He turned around so he was facing you once again with a frown on his face. You looked at him, waiting for him to say something. His cheeks were red from the cold, his blue eyes brighter than ever. ‘’You know I’m with Pansy now, right?’’

The words made you feel sick. For a moment, you had no clue what to say. You opened your mouth to speak, but not a single word came out. ‘’Oh,’’ You let out after a short silence, him not taking his eyes of you. You could hear the hurt in your own voice, letting out a cough in order to try cover it up. ‘’Oh!’’ You let out again, this time trying your best to sound as happy as you possibly could. ‘’I’m so glad for you two, I mean, I can see the way she looks at you,’’ You said, forcing a smile; trying to convince him you were telling the truth. ‘’But,’’ you continued, the smile slowly fading. ‘’Is that what you wanted to talk about?’’ You asked. Draco let out a sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair, looking away from your gaze. ‘’That’s why you haven’t seen me around, Y/N.’’ He muttered. You raised your eyebrows, failing to understand what he meant. ‘’Well, I understand if you want to hang around her and stuff, it’s just that I haven’t even seen you in class,’’ You continued, doubt filling your voice. ‘’You don’t understand,’’ He let out in annoyance, interrupting you. ‘’She doesn’t want me to hang around you anymore.’’

It took you a while to procress the words that had just left his mouth. You just couldn’t seem to understand what he meant by his words, leaving you confused. ‘’What?’’ You asked, meeting his gaze. ‘’And if that’s what she wants, that’s what I’m going to do,’’ He continued, not taking his eyes of you. You stared at him for a moment, trying to find the right words. You could tell he was trying to read your face, trying to understand what you were feeling. ‘’Have you been avoiding me?’’ Your voice was low, you could barely hear yourself speak. ‘’I’m sorry Y/N.’’ He mumbled under his breath, almost like he didn’t want you to hear him apologize. You felt the tears starting to well up behind your eyelids.

All this time, he was avoiding you. He wasn’t just missing classes because he was ill or something like that, he had been missing them because you were there. You held back your tears, looking down at the ground as you didn’t want him to see how his words affected you. ‘’So you mean we can’t even be friends?’’ You let out, your voice almost cracking. ‘’I’m afraid we can’t,’’ He spoke. ‘’But we were barely ever friends anyways, so it shouldn’t really matter.’’ He continued. The words made you chuckle, your heart breaking. His voice was so monotone, not a single emotion lingered in his voice. He didn’t even seem upset. ‘’I see,’’ You whispered, still looking down at your shoes. ‘’I’m sorry again, Y/N,’’ He said, fixing his tie as he spoke. ‘’I’ll see you around.’’ And with that being said, he left. He left you standing there, feeling empty. You could hear his shoes hitting the stone floor as he walked off, a tear finally escaping your eye as he could no longer see you. You looked up, watching his figure slowly disapearing as he walked further and further away. Another tear hit your cheek as you closed your eyes. ‘’I should’ve listened to my friends, huh?’’ You whispered to yourself, letting out a small chuckle at the irony of it all. 

All along, you had denyed all the horrible things people had said about him; when in reality, it was all true. You sat down against the wall, letting the tears fall down your cheeks. Maybe he was right, you two were barely even friends. But you couldn’t help but think about the way he had acted around you. He would always act so different around you, throwing his arm around your shoulders or helping you out with the smallest of things. When you had accidently gotten hurt, he was the first to visit you in the hospital wing, even before any of your close friends. You could’ve sworn there was something there, but now, it all just seemed ridiclous. Maybe you just made it all up in your head, maybe you just wanted him to like you back so badly that you started to see things that wasn’t even there. But it didn’t matter, he had broken your heart, badly, without even knowing.

my good girl, draco x reader

pairing: draco malfoy x reader
word count: 1,1k
summary: when draco catches harry potter flirting with you, he doesn’t take it too well.
a/n: this is kind of a full version of this headcanon , it’s definitely not the best and i could’ve done a way better job but i kinda just wrote this so i could get rid of my writers block and i feel like i have other imagines waiting for me that i should prioritize right now . i hope u guys enjoy this small angsty, kind of smutty (?? not really) imagine tho !! <3
warnings: kind of smutty, might be some writing errors

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There was no one Draco Malfoy despised more than Harry Potter himself, and he wasn’t exactly keeping it a secret. Draco had been at Harry’s neck ever since the first day he saw the boy, there was something about him Draco just couldn’t stand. Everyone knew that it was purely because Harry had everything Draco had ever wanted, but Draco would never admit that. So instead his hate for Potter just grew more and more for each day that passed.

And there was no one Draco loved more than you, his girlfriend. Or he didn’t know if you actually were his girlfriend yet, but he surely knew he loved you and had for a long time. You started seeing Draco at the start of the sixth year, even though you had known him since your first year at Hogwarts. He never thought much of you, he never really said anything to you or even paid much attention to you. Until he got paired up with you in one of your classes, leading to him falling head over heels for you; wanting to be with you every second of the day. Draco wasn’t sure if you two were a couple yet, as you two did all the things couples would do; sleep together at night, cuddle and most importantly, have sex.

The blond boy walked into the great hall, ready to eat breakfast as his eyes searched the room for you. He spotted you sitting at your usual spot, waiting for him, just like you had done every morning. A small smile spread across Draco’s lips as he saw you talking to someone, being too busy with staring at your lips moving as you spoke to even look who you were talking to. But as he got closer, he quickly realized who it was. ‘’Potter,’’ The words left his lips, the small smile disappearing completely as he furrowed his eyebrows.

This was the last thing Draco wanted to see. He had never seen Harry speak to you before, so why was he talking to you all of a sudden? ‘’So you’re in the same charms class as me, right?’’ Harry asked with a smile on his lips as you nodded. ‘’Right!’’ You answered, smiling back at him. Harry had approached you just a couple of minutes earlier, asking if he could sit down for a minute. You had no problem with him whatsoever, so of course, you let him sit down next to you. ‘’I thought I’d seen you before,’’ He continued. ‘’It’s kind of hard to miss you, if you know what I mean.’’ His ears turned red as he spoke, clearly embarrassed. You had heard the rumors going around school, that Harry Potter wasn’t the best with girls; and at this point, you couldn’t help but laugh. ‘’I’m just going to assume that’s a compliment,’’ You laughed as the brown-haired boy next to you rubbed his neck. ‘’Oh, yeah, it was! It really was,’’ He stuttered, still embarrassed. ‘’I didn’t come over here to make a fool of myself though,’’ He chuckled, avoiding eye contact.

‘’Don’t be silly! Thank you for complimenting me.’’ You gave him a warm smile, letting him know it was okay. A small smile spread on Harry’s lips as he looked up at you, opening his mouth to speak. But before a word could leave his mouth, his smile dropped. You furrowed your eyebrows as his gaze turned to something behind you, his eyes big. ‘’Well,’’ A familiar voice said behind you, causing you to turn around to identify who the voice was coming from. ‘’I see you’ve taken a liking to my girl, Potter?’’ Draco spat, placing one of his large hands on your shoulder. ‘’Draco,’’ You let out, the words my girl surprising you. You could tell the words had surprised Harry just as much, as he couldn’t form another sentence. Harry would usually be rather quick when it came to talking back to Draco, but this time he was left completely quiet. ‘’Can I have a word with you, Y/N?’’ Draco asked, still looking at Harry who was still sitting next to you. You quickly nodded as you stood him, immediately being pulled away by the blond boy.

As you reached the empty Slytherin common room, all the other students eating breakfast which left you two alone, Draco pulled you in by the waist. ‘’So,’’ He muttered, breathing down your neck. ‘’Do I really have to show you who you belong to?’’ He whispered, pressing a kiss onto your neck, making your whole body shiver. ‘’You called my your girl,’’ You whimpered as he softly pressed another kiss onto your sensitive skin. Draco let out a small hum as he continued to press small kisses down your neck. ‘’Are you jealous?’’ You let out, causing Draco to freeze. You stood there, completely frozen as you were scared of what his next move would be. Instead, he just continued kissing down your neck, now slightly sucking on the sensitive skin. ‘’I just think Potter needs to learn how to stay in his place.’’ He mumbled against your skin, causing you to let out a small moan as you wrapped your arms around his neck; pulling you closer to him. He kissed up your jawline, his lips eventually meeting yours.

The kiss was rough. Your lips moved together perfectly as he just pulled you closer to him, his hands finding their way under your shirt as he grabbed onto your cold skin. Your hands found their way towards his blond hair, tugging at it; causing Draco to let out a small grunt as he kissed you even harder. At this point, you could feel his hard-on rub against the material of your clothes, making you wetter and wetter.

He grabbed your throat as he pulled away, making you groan as you never wanted him to pull away. ‘’How about,’’ He mumbled, looking down your body; admiring your figure. ‘’You show me who you belong to?’’ He said, looking back up at you. His eyes were filled with lust, making you weak at your knees as you wanted nothing more than for him to touch you. ‘’How do I do that?’’ You asked, causing a chuckle to leave Draco’s lips. ‘’Get down on those pretty knees for me love.’’ The very same moment the words left his lips, you dropped to your knees. You looked up at him, a smirk forming on his face as he stroked your hair. ‘’You’re such a good girl, my good girl.’’

Pairing: Draco x fem!reader/muggleborn!reader

Requested: Carving pumpkins with Oliver or Draco

Warnings: none

A/N: It’s almost the end of October and this is the only Halloween related post I’ve done… how dare I

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• It was your first year out of Hogwarts
• You’d convinced Draco to come home with you for Halloween
• He wasn’t keen on the idea
• But he loved you too much to let his family’s bias of muggleborns stop him
• He loved everything you showed him at first
• Until you convinced him to carve pumpkins with you
• You couldn’t help but laugh when you had to cut the top off for him
• And that’s when all hell broke loose
• His nose scrunched up when he saw you take out the first hand full of pumpkin seeds and guts out of it
• “I am not doing that.” Draco protested, and you only threw guts at him
  
• “Oops.” You’d smiled before putting your hand back in.
  
• You’d heard muttered curses behind you
• That had been when you felt something cold and wet hit the back of your head
• “Draco!” You exclaimed and he responded by mocking your previous ‘oops’
  
• It was an all out war after that
• Pumpkin seeds and guts flew around the room
• The pumpkins were disregarded
• You’d even hurried to open a new one when you ran out of ammo
• You’d even contemplated throwing the entire pumpkin when Draco got too close
• It hadn’t been until both of you were dripping and the room smelled of nothing but pumpkin that you stopped
• Draco couldn’t help but move it out of your face as though it was a stray piece of hair
• He pulled you in for a kiss, and you couldn’t help but giggle at the taste of pumpkin on his lips

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Secretly dating Draco Malfoy

• First talking when you get paired up in potions class. You already know who he is though because everyone knows Draco Malfoy
• Will be annoyed that you’re paired up but will eventually get over it
• When he first starts to like you he denies it because he doesn’t want to like someone who is not a pure blood. After a while though he admits his feelings for you and gets over your blood status
• Studying together in spots where no one will see you together
• Meeting in the astronomy tower late at night
• Showing you the Draco constellation
• Sending notes through owl post
• Being able to sneak around without being caught since Draco is a prefect
• Private dates
• Despite having to keep the relationship a secret from his family you also need to keep it a secret from your friends

tri-wizard champion {5}

The Maze

Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!Reader

a/n: my Christmas gift to you because 2020 has sucked ass and I want to finish this series before it’s over❤️ enjoy also READ THE MF TRIGGER WARNINGS THEY ARE REALLT IMPORTANT THIS TIME

word count: 4590

warnings: major character death, lots of blood, anxiousness, mentions of vomiting, sad sad stuff dude, also literally loss of a limb (there’s a warning before it begins, please don’t read if you can’t stomach it)

summary: the truth about the Y/L/N’s is to be revealed soon when Y/N is facing the dangers within the maze of the third task.

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The final task approached rapidly.

News about the sudden death of Barty Crouch spread throughout the student body quickly.

Y/N was growing anxious, more than she ever was for any other task. The spots from the grindylows had faded to a lighter color, similar to the two gashes on her back.

But now here she was, waking through a doorway to face the entire Hogwarts student body along with families and the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students clad in a black and yellow outfit to represent Hufflepuff.

The three Hogwarts champions stood by their entrance to the maze. Cheers could be heard from every angle at which they stood, a lively march being played by the band.

Many students had homemade banners with the champions’ last names written all over. Y/N smiled at the sight of Draco holding a large banner with a silly drawing of her and Y/L/N written in big, bold, sparkly letters. She gave him a funny face and a thumbs up, and he blew a kiss right back mouthing “good luck.”

“Sonorus!” Dumbledore casted the amplifying charm, and the sounds of cheers and music died out. Students clambered to sit down, eager to hear about the task.

“Earlier today, Professor Moody placed the Triwizard Cup deep within the maze. Only he knows it’s exact position. Now, as Mr. Diggory…” cheers erupted at the sound of Cedric’s name, and Amos held his son’s hand high in recognition, “…Miss Y/L/N and Mr. Potter…” cheers grew louder and students stood, yelling for Harry and Y/N, including Ron, Hermione, and Draco, “…are tied for first position, they will be the first to enter the maze, followed by Mr. Krum…” more cheers, “…and Miss Delacour.”

“The first person to touch the cup will be the winner. I’ve instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter. Should, at any point, a contestant wish to withdrawal from the task, he or she need only send up red sparks with their wands. Contestants! Gather around. Quickly!”

Y/N rushed up, following Cedric to where Dumbledore stood. Her heart was pounding.

The five champions huddled up, and Dumbledore placed his arms around Y/N’s and Krum’s shoulders.

“In the maze, you’ll find no dragons or creatures of the deep. Instead you’ll face something even more challenging. You see, people change in the maze. Oh, find the cup if you can. But be very wary. You could just lose yourselves along the way.” The ominous undertone to his voice gave Y/N goosebumps.

Draco watched intently, trying to listen to what Dumbledore was saying to the five teens, but had no luck. His heart was pounding just as hard as Y/N’s was.

“Champions, prepare yourselves!” Dumbledore instructed, and the crowd cheered again.

Without thinking, Y/N turned around and bolted to the stands, stopping right in front of where Draco was.

“Wish me luck!” She said, jumping up to wrap her around a around his neck and pulled him close. He sat up to lean over the railing blocking the two of them, hugging her so tightly. “Awes” and “oohs” circled around the two of them.

“Good luck.” Draco whispered in Y/N’s ear, pulling back just enough to press his lips on hers in a rushed and anxious kiss.

She pulled away quickly, touching her feet to the ground and smiling warmly at him, before rushing back to her designated entrance to the maze, unknowing of what she should find inside.

Y/N looked into it, her heart hammering. It was too foggy to see any clearer than maybe 6 feet in front of her, and the hedges were impossibly tall.

Her thoughts began to bite at her. What if I don’t make it through in time? What if something in there kills me? What if I get lost and nobody can see the red sparks?

She wished she had the support of a representative like the other champions did. Y/N looked over to see Amos giving Cedric a tight hug, whispering something in his ear.

Just as quickly as he had hugged his son, he made his way over to the young girl and gave her a big hug too. “You’ll do amazing, Y/N. I wish both you and Cedric the best of luck.” He said into her ear.

“Thank you, Amos.” She smiled at him, allowing him to step back over to his son.

Cedric smiled at her, but it was wobbly. He could tell she was just as nervous as he was, and tried his best to comfort her with the distance between them.

“On the count of three. One-“ Dumbledore’s voice was cut off by the canon exploding early. Y/N couldn’t breathe as she watched Harry take the first step into the maze. Cedric followed right after, and the lively music from before flooded through the small arena.

The second Y/N stepped at least two feet into the maze, the entrance sealed off. It was deafening, how silent it had suddenly become.

Draco watched closely, as his girlfriend was suddenly separated from the eyes of the spectators. He knew her parents were watching somewhere in the crowd, feeling just as nervous as he was.

The only thing Y/N could hear was her own staggered breathing and the snaps of twigs beneath her feet. The passage was narrow, and she kept her want tightly in her hand.

The maze seemed to change every passing second, passages forming quickly. She was running now, trying to make sure she wouldn’t get crushed.

The first scream caught Y/N’s attention. It was loud, and bone chilling, and echoed throughout the entire maze. She was so sure the other champions must’ve heard it.

She was frozen. The scream must’ve come from Fleur, she had decided, and was silently praying the girl wasn’t hurt.

It was when an explosion over head, red sparks from only a passage over, had broken Y/N from her trance.

From outside the maze, everyone was silent at the first sight of surrender. Draco was repeating a mantra in his head.

Don’t be Y/N. Don’t be Y/N. Don’t be Y/N. Don’t be Y/N. Don’t be Y/N. Don’t be Y/N. Don’t be Y/N.

A glimmer caught her eye. She had barely moved from the entrance, not nearly putting in as much effort as she thought she would.

Y/N walked slowly towards it, whipping around and keeping her eyes open for any threat. A twig cracked behind her, and she screamed when something tackled her to the ground.

Draco heard the second scream. He knew it was Y/N after Fleur was removed from the maze. It took all of his control not to jump from the stands and force his way into the maze to find her himself.

“Y/N? Oh, Merlin I’m so sorry!” Cedric pulled himself off of her. “I thought you were Krum! He’s gone insane!” He helped her up.

Y/N’s eyes were blown wide and her breath was short. “You- you scared me! Don’t do that!”

Cedric must’ve seen the glimmer too, a glowing object in the distance.

“Together?” He asked her, not taking his eyes off the prize.

“Together.” She spokes quietly, taking the first step towards the cup.

Indistinct shouting not very far from the two Hufflepuffs made both of them jump. Krum, who’s eyes seemed to be incredibly cloudy from what Y/N remembered they actually looked like, was shooting hexes at Harry.

Harry’s defenses were down. “Get down!” Cedric yelled, jumping in front of Y/N and dodging the hex that had missed Harry. Y/N shrunk into the hedge to the left of her, covering her face with her hands.

“Get down!” Cedric yelled once more, Krum yelling another indistinguishable hex at Harry who was now on the ground.

“Expelliarmus!” Y/N gained the courage to jump up, hitting Krum square in the chest. He was thrown further away from the three of them, and seemingly unconscious.

Cedric ran over to him, kicking his wand from his hand. Y/N and Harry both realized he was about to cast another spell on him, Godric knows which one.

“No! Stop!” Harry yelled, holding him back. “He’s bewitched, Cedric!”

“Get off me!” He shoved Harry harshly.

“He’s bewitched!” Harry repeated.

“Cedric! Stop! Listen to him!” Y/N yelled, holding him back as well. Cedric shoved her to the ground so hard, her wrist snapped in half from the angle at which she hit the hard dirt. She cried out and it echoed, using her elbow to sit up and her feet to push away from the two boys. She had already caught a look at the ungodly angle her hand was suddenly bent at, and it made her want to vomit.

Cedric realized what he had done at the sound of his best friend’s scream. He was about to hold his wand up to send sparks for both Y/N and Krum, but Y/N jumped up before he could.

“Stop! We’ve already made it too far.” Her voice trembled. She was shaking violently, keeping distance between her and the two boys.

It was silent for a moment, the deafening sound taking over between the three teenagers just as when they first entered the maze.

“Together?” Cedric asked quietly, repeating what he said earlier, and looking at both of them.

“Together.” Harry and Y/N said at the same time.

Just as Y/N took a step towards them, a violent gust of wind hit her back and loud cracking echoed.

“Go!” Cedric yelled, grabbing Y/N’s good hand and running towards the cup. Harry ran after them, as quick as he could.

They made it to the center of the maze, and there stood the magnificent Triwizard Cup.

“Go on! Take it!” Cedric yelled.

“Together!” Harry yelled back, looking at Y/N who still had tears streaming down her face.

“One, two, three!” The three students jumped forward in the nick of time, grabbing ahold of the cup. A bright white light filled Y/N’s vision, and she was suddenly dizzy.

The three of them dropped onto the ground. She could sense their location had changed before she opened her eyes.

Harry and Cedric were on the ground near each other, gasping for breath. Y/N was thrown on the ground along with the cup, just a few feet away from them. The shock was beginning to wear off, and the pain was almost unbearable in her wrist.

“Come on, Y/N. Get up.” Cedric spoke quietly, the stillness of their new location scaring him. “You okay?” He asked both of them.

“Yeah.” Harry stood, looking around. Y/N allowed Cedric to help her stand, and she could finally see where they were. He held her broken wrist loosely in his hand, putting a protective arm around her shoulder.

A graveyard. The cup was a portkey. The sky was dark and cloudy, fog covering the rolling hills. Y’all tombstones towered over the three of them.

“Where are we?” She whispered.

“I’ve been here before.” Harry spoke suddenly.

“It’s a portkey. Harry, the cup is a portkey.” Cedric smiled mischievously down at the glowing cup.

“I’ve been here before.” Harry repeated. “In a dream.”

“Cedric! We have to get back to the cup. Now!” Harry’s voice was filled with fear and realization.

“Harry, what’s wrong?” Y/N asked, her eyes filling with tears again, thinking the worst that could possibly happen. Were they set up?

“What are you talking about?” Cedric pulled Y/N closer, trying to keep her safe from whatever Harry had realized.

A door creaked open loudly in front of them. It made Y/N jump, and the first tear rolled down her cheek.

Harry began shouting when a figure walked from the doorway. A scruffy man turned as he collapsed on the ground, and a fire was lit from under a large cauldron in front of the doorway. Cedric released Y/N from his hold, rushing over to Harry.

“Harry! What is it?” He spoke, his voice cracking from fear.

“Get back to the cup!” Harry yelled out of pain again, sounding rather irritated.

Cedric put distance between him and Harry as the figure stepped out from the doorway. Y/N immediately recognized him as Peter Pettigrew, a good friend of her parents before he betrayed them all for Voldemort. Her eyes were wide when she realized what he was holding in his arms.

“Who are you? What do you want?” Cedric spoke, holding his wand up as a threat.

“Cedric, back down now!” Y/N yelled pulling his shoulder back. He shrugged her off.

“Kill the spare. Keep the girl alive.” A raspy voice spoke.

“Avada Kedavra!”

“No! Cedric!” Harry yelled, attempting to stand but was too late.

A bright green light temporarily blinded her. She watched the unforgivable curse hit Cedric and throw him over her head and behind her. The second his corpse hit the ground, a loud sob escaped her mouth.

Peter rushed over to Harry, using his wand to force him to stand. He backed him up into a statue that locked him in place.

“Do it! Now!” The raspy voice spoke again.

Peter hesitated for a moment. He walked over to the cauldron, keeping a hold of the blanket in his hands but dropped whatever was holding it into the boiling substance.

“Bone of the father unwillingly given.” A disgusting bone was levitated from the ground, caught on fire and into the cauldron.

Y/N’s breathing was too short when the realization of a dead body behind her set in.

“Flesh of the servant…” he turned suddenly, rushing to Y/N and forcing her towards the cauldron.

“Stop! What are you doing to me!” She yelled, trying to release herself from his grip, but it was too strong.

“Willingly sacrificed.” A large knife was pulled from his sleeve. He forced her broken wrist above the steaming substance as she thrashed against him.

********THIS PART IS GROSS PLEASE PLEASE DONT READ IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE REALLY GORY STUFF!!!!!!!!!!! ‼️‼️‼️‼️

With no hesitation, he dug the sharp knife into her wrist, cutting through the bone and severing her hand into the liquid below. She screamed, louder than she ever thought she could. Blood spurt from her hand, staining the grass by her feet. Peter threw her on the ground, away from him and Harry.

She made quick work, ripping part of her shirt to wrap around her wrist, trying not to pass out from the loss of blood and the sight of her bone. Y/N had been taught what to do in this situation, just not to herself. She could barely even register what was happening as her fight or flight took over.

“And blood of the enemy…” he used the same knife to cut part of Harry’s sleeve. “Forcibly taken.” Peter dug the knife into his wrist, blood rushing down Harry’s arm and dripping from his elbow. He cried in pain, and it made Y/N wince.

Peter tapped the hilt of the knife over the cauldron, letting a few dropped of Harry’s blood sizzle into the liquid.

“The Dark Lord shall rise… again.” He spoke, breathing loudly.

Harry’s screams broke Y/N from her daze due to the blood loss. The entire cauldron caught on fire, melting away to reveal none other than the slimey, naked, disgusting body of Lord Voldemort.

Black smoke surrounded him before his pale feet touched the ground, forming into a cloak of some sort.

Y/N could hear him inhale deeply, running his hands along the pale, veiny skin on his head. She could tell this was the first time in a while he had taken his human form.

Peter stepped forward, his face full of awe and adoration.

Voldemort walked forward to Peter, looking down and laughing quietly but maniacally and the form he had taken.

“My wand, Wormtail.” Voldemort spoke harshly toward his follower, holding out his hand. Peter brandished the wand, bowing deeply and holding it out to Voldemort.

“Y/N, hey, look at me! You’re going to be okay. We are going to make it out of this. Stay close to the portkey.” Harry whispered, turning his head to see Y/N in her awful state. She looked petrified, seemingly wishing this was some sort of nightmare.

They watched as Voldemort took the wand from Peter, inhaling deeply.

“Hold out your arm.” He commanded Peter.

“Master…” Peter started to cry. “Thank you, master.” He began to hold out one of his arms.

“The other arm, Wormtail.” Voldemort spat. Peter’s eyes went wide as he held his other arm, allowing Voldemort to take a grip on it.

He shoved the tip of his wand onto the bare skin of Peter’s wrist, and the dull ink that once was there grew darker, revealing the Dark Mark in its true form.

Thunder rumbled throughout the graveyard. Y/N jumped, trying to stay as quiet as she could.

Voldemort looked up into the clouds. Y/N followed his gaze, and right before her eyes a dark skull formed. The skull opened its mouth, and a thick trail of smoke bellowed out of it, heading right towards where they were. The smoke broke off into different paths, becoming darker.

The second the smoke touched the ground, a person appeared. There were too many for her to count. Dressed in dark cloaks, skull masks and pointing hats, she couldn’t identify any of them.

“Welcome, my friends. Thirteen years, it’s been, and yet… here you stand before me as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself… disappointed.” Voldemort spat again, his voice echoing through the graveyard.

“Not one of you tried to find me. Crabbe!” Voldemort yelled, rushing up to one of the figures and ripping the skull mask off. Dark smoke followed.

With just a flick of his hand, Voldemort was now revealing the figures.

“Macnair! Goyle!” Y/N recognized the names. Crabbe and Goyle, two of Draco’s closest minions. She was silently praying there wasn’t a Malfoy among them.

“Not even you, Lucius.” Voldemort walked up to the last standing figure, ripping of the mask. A crow flew away violently from behind them.

Y/N was trying to stop the bleed of her wrist, but it soaked through the fabric she had wrapped on it. She was fighting off the black spots of her vision.

“My lord,” Lucius was brought to his knees. “Had I detected any sign, a whisper of your whereabouts-“

“There were signs, my slippery friend. And more than whispers.” Voldemort interrupted him.

“I assure you, my Lord, I have never renounced the old ways.” Lucius removed the hat from his head, revealing a familiar platinum blonde. Y/N let out an involuntary sob as she realized, but soon quieted down.

“The face I have been obliged to present each day since your… absence… that is my true mask.” Lucius continued as the other Deatheaters around them stood.

“I returned.” Peter spoke shakily, raising a hand for recognition. He gasped and doubled over when Voldemort rushed over to him, the cloak bellowing behind him.

“Out of fear, not loyalty. Still, you have proved yourself useful these past few months, Wormtail.” Voldemort’s voice softened just the slightest bit.

Y/N didn’t have time to realize when he was walking over to where she sat on the ground, over by Cedric’s body.

“Oh…” he spoke, pushing his face around with his foot. Y/N winced as he tutted loudly. “Such a handsome boy.”

“Don’t touch him!” Harry yelled, shrinking back when Y/N flinched and Voldemort glared at him.

“And who might this be, Wormtail? I see you used her for the spell.” Voldemort sneered, looking down at Y/N.

“Y/N Y/L/N, my Lord.” Wormtail spoke up. From behind Voldemort, Y/N saw Lucius whip around with an unrecognizable look on his face.

“Y/L/N?” Voldemort repeated, and Peter nodded. “Stand, girl, now.” He demanded.

Y/N stood slowly and shakily, keeping her composure in front of the Dark Lord himself.

Voldemort’s hand whipped out to grab her wrist, taking a look at the damage that was done. She inhaled sharply, letting out another sob from the grip he had.

“Well done. You have served me well, Y/N.” Voldemort said, dropping his grip and letting her arm fall limp. She kept a hard face despite the tears running down her cheeks.

Her eyes flickered to Harry. He had an expression that said “back down.” Voldemort followed her line of sight to look at the boy he hated so very much.

“Harry. Oh, I’d almost forgotten you were here. Standing on the bones of my father. I’d introduce you, but word has it you’re almost as famous as me these days.” Voldemort paused, maintaining eye contact for a second more.

He turned suddenly to his followers. “The boy who lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry. Shall I reveal what really happened that night 13 years ago?”

“Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? Yes, shall I?” Hs muttered to himself, walking away from Harry.

“It was love. You see, when dear, sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection. I could not touch him. It was old magic. Something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter. Things have changed.” Voldemort ended his monologue, rushing up to Harry and raising a hand as if to strike him.

“I can touch you… now.” He brought his pointer finger to touch Harry’s scar.

The screams that filled Y/N’s ears were agonizing. She shrunk into herself, wincing away from the noises. When Voldemort screamed along with Harry, ripping his hand away from his face, the screams stopped.

“Astonishing what a few drops of your blood with do, eh, Harry? Pick up your wand, Potter!” Voldemort released the statues grip on Harry, letting him drop to the ground.

“I said, pick it up! Get up! Get up! You’ve been taught how to duel, I presume, yes? First, we bow to each other. Come on, now, Harry. The niceties must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn’t want you to forget your manners, would he? I said, bow.” He was speaking so quickly, almost going crazy at the thought of fighting Harry once and for all. With a wave of his wand, Harry was forced into a bow.

“That’s better. And now!” Voldemort growled, running towards Harry and throwing him onto the ground. Y/N watched, using her feet to shove her back farther from the scene. When she hit something, she turned around quickly to see Cedric.

“No, no, no, no.” She kept repeating, grabbing his face in her hands. It was as though she finally realized what had happened. She had lost her best friend. Sobs were heard from where she sat on the ground. Her tears dripped down her chin and onto Cedric’s cold face as the dual behind her continued. She winced at every hex that was sent to either of them.

“I’m so sorry, Ced. Please. Please.” She begged him, grasping at his shirt, still sobbing violently.

Y/N never took her eyes off of Cedric, even when Voldemort and Harry cast such strong spells that they collided, created a blinding light from behind her. It was went Harry’s Expelliarmus spell finally hit the tip of Voldemort’s wand when she turned around to see an abonormallt large spark erupt.

It took the form of Cedric, alive and smiling at the two of them. Another old man, presumably a muggle, took place on the other side of them. Two more sparks formed to be a woman and a man. The man was speaking quickly to Harry.

“Harry! When the connection is broken you must get to the portkey! We can linger for a moment to give you some time, but only a moment. Do you understand?” Harry nodded.

“Harry, Y/N,” Cedric spoke from above. Y/N’s tears began to start again at the sound of his voice. “Take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my father.”

“Let go.” The woman’s voice was heard. “Sweetheart, you’re ready. Let go. Let go!” All four spirits rushed forward when the connection was broken.

Harry ran quickly over to Y/N and Cedric.

“Hold onto him! Accio!” Harry pointed his wand at the portkey, grabbing Y/N’s hand as she wrapped her arm around Cedric’s. The portkey took them right back to the arena.

The three of them landed hard on the ground. Cedric’s body was sprawled, and cheering erupted. The lively music started once more, nobody noticing what had happened. Harry was crying now.

“Harry, let go of him. Let go of him!” Y/N sat up, pulling Harry off of Cedric’s body.

He knocked her off, the exhaustion finally hitting her as she collapsed on the ground. Fleur rushed forward, and Y/N had never been so glad to see her.

She screamed loudly, looking around and covering her mouth with her hands in terror.

“Harry!” Dumbledore yelled, rushing from his spot in the stands. Hagrid hesitated to continue clapping when he realized what was happening. The music finally died down with the sounds of a trumpet flailing.

“For God’s same, Dumbledore, what’s happened?” The minister rushed to the ground by Harry and Cedric. Two Beauxbatons girls were helping Y/N up, her head lolling as she finally began to lose consciousness.

“Help! We need help here!” One of the girls called, her accent thick. Draco rushed up so quick, breathing heavy. “I’ll take her.” He spoke to the girls.

Y/N looked up quick at his voice. “Don’t touch me! Don’t let him take me! Get away from me!” She screamed, thrashing away from his hands.

He seemed so hurt and confused, putting his hands up in surrender. Y/N could tell he looked scared, more than she was at the mere sight of him.

Madame Promfrey was quick to rush up to Y/N, Taking her from the girls and putting her on a stretcher. “She’s coming with me alone.” She spoke harshly to every student surrounded it Y/N. Gasps were heard as the stretcher was levitated and everyone could see the damage.

“That’s my boy!” The faint cry of Amos filled Y/N’s ears. She used all her strength to lull her head to the side, watching her best friend’s dad collapse next to his son’s corpse. Her face scrunched up as hot tears escaped her eyes, dripping from the bridge of her nose onto the fabric of the stretcher.

Y/N eventually succumbed to the darkness, not caring who could see how hurt she was. Every student saw the blood soaking her shirt, how dirty she was, and her missing hand. It was an awful sight, and some people had to turn away so they wouldn’t lose their dinner.

Pomfrey was quick to take her to the Hospital Wing, fixing her up and cleaning her off so she could rest comfortably.

~.•*✰

Students would linger in over the next few days, checking up on Y/N to see how she was doing. She was always the same every time; asleep, but alive.

There wasn’t much Pomfrey could do about her hand. Tragic, it really was. Y/N would have never been considered as a follower to Voldemort, much less a loyal servant to him.

Dumbledore helped shield her from the press and the students that were begging to know what had happened in the maze. He made sure Y/N wouldn’t wake up to threats or feel incredibly unsafe somewhere she called home.

Professors were now worried about how to tell the students about the death of the golden boy, and how to not let it slip that Voldemort is back, alive, and rapidly gaining power.

But that was an issue for when Y/N woke up, and the truth about her family would finally be revealed.

~•.*✰

a/n: wow! Sorry about this one! I decided to leave on a cliff hanger, lol my bad. I’m done using the movie as a reference so the last chapter is coming straight from the noggin onto my cellular device. Merry Christmas tho, hope y’all got everything you wanted! Happy holidays and happy Hanukkah, Kwanza, or whatever you celebrate during this time! Love you all so much

tri-wizard champion {6}

Memorial

Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!Reader

a/n: last chapter, let’s do this! wow what a ride this hs been. I’m sad that it’s over, but now I can focus on requests and one shots, maybe even get another series up and running! I hope you all enjoy.

word count: 2529

warnings: sad lol, some innuendos to PTSD + trauma, mentions of death, mentions of major injuries, mentions of blood + bleeding out, read at your own discretion

summary: while Hogwarts holds a memorial for the loss of one of their beloved students, Y/N mourns two losses in her life.

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Y/N woke almost two weeks later.

It was quiet, the whispers throughout the infirmary were incoherent as her eyes adjusted to the light.

Every muscle, bone and joint was sore and aching the second she tilted her head.

For some reason, she expected someone to be beside the bed in a chair, waiting for her to wake up. But this wasn’t like the movies.

The chair next to her sat empty, a fresh pair of clothes lay folded nicely, probably from Jamie. The table next to her was filled with propped up cards and sweets. She could only cringe at the thought of crowds of students seeing her in her unconscious state while she began her healing process.

The worst was over, the tournament was done. Y/N’s memories from just a few weeks before came flooding back.

She got lost, staring at her hand and her, well, missinghand.

“Oh! Miss Y/L/N, you’re awake. How’re you feeling?” Professor McGonagall flung open the closed curtains, revealing Y/N to the prying eyes of students who followed her.

Y/N must’ve jumped ten feet at the gasps of every student and the loud scraping of the metal rings from the curtains. Her heart rate slowed when Jamie pushed herself to the front, McGonagall ushering her past the curtains and closing them again.

Jamie pounced on Y/N, knocking the breath out of her in a bone-crushing hug. “Y/N/N, I’m so glad you’re okay. You gave us all a scare.” Her voice was muffled in Y/N’s hair.

“Now, Miss Wilson, I think Miss Y/L/N doesn’t need any more injuries.” McGonagall scolded the girl, yet smiled as she did so.

Jamie slowly sat up from Y/N, her chinks pink and she gave out a nervous laugh. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Just a bit tired- exhausted, actually.” Y/N shrugged, barely having the energy to do so as each muscle burned with the movement.

“Madame Pomfrey can give you Wideye, you’ll be discharged soon.” McGonagall spoke from beside the curtain. “I’ll give you two some privacy so Miss Y/L/N can change.”

Soon after McGonagall left and closed the curtain, Jamie was pouncing on Y/N again.

“So, what happened? You need to tell me everything. I mean, you appeared in the arena through the portkey bleeding and Harry was screaming and crying and Cedric was.. um- never mind. It was so scary. Fleur started screaming when she saw you. I don’t know if you remembered but Draco came to help you, you started screaming ‘get away from me!’ It was so scary! You should’ve heard the crowd-“

“Okay, yeah I get it- everyone was scared.” Y/N cut Jamie off, throwing the blanket off her legs and swinging them over the side of the bed, touching her feet to the cold floor of the infirmary. She groaned at the stiffness of her limbs, almost losing her balance as she pushed off the bed and put her weight on her legs.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve known you wouldn’t have wanted to talk about it.” Jamie rushed over, helping her stand and wobble to the folded clothes. “I’ll give you a few minutes to get dressed. Shout when you’re ready.” She pressed her lips to a thin line, backing away and leaving through the curtain, shutting it after her.

Y/N’s eyes immediately started to water. She covered her face with her hand, a dry sob racking her body. Why would this have to happen to her?

~•.*✰

She struggled to get dressed. It was hard enough not falling over every time she shifted her weight, but the newfound challenge of putting on a shirt and pants that didn’t even have to be fastened was frustrating, to say the least.

Jamie had given her a small bag to put all the treats and cards in. She tried to help Y/N tidy up the hospital bed before leaving the infirmary, staying by her side the whole time to the Great Hall.

Y/N wanted to stop and get food, try to make her grand appearance not-so-grand by simply showing up. Much to her dismay, word had gotten out that she was awake, and all eyes were on her the second she stepped into the Great Hall.

“I’ll go get a plate of food.” Jamie told her quietly, leaving her at the entrance to go to the Hufflepuff table.

“I think we need to talk.” A familiar voice spoke behind Y/N. She tensed, turning around slowly to meet the prying eyes of Draco Malfoy.

“Yeah, I think we do.”

~•.*✰

The two teens sat quietly in one of the lesser known courtyards of Hogwarts. Y/N sat on a small bench, only enough room for her, while Draco leaned against a large tree next to her.

“So, how’ve you been? Haven’t seen you since the arena.” Draco said, short and rather snarky, crossing his arms.

“I’ve been good. You know, asleep for most of it. Coping too, lost a lot that night.” Y/N responded, gazing at the ruffling leaves of the large oak tree Draco was leaning on.

He quietly followed her gaze, looking right above him to see what was so entrancing about the newly grown leaves.

“I just want to know what happened and why you reacted the way you did. So much had happened, I thought I had lost you. Then you suddenly appeared and were bleeding out so I tried to help you, and you just screamed and screamed.” His voice cut through the thick silence, and Y/N jumped at how it echoed throughout the yard.

“I saw your dad.” She said quietly, finally meeting his gaze. Oh, how she longed for those cloudy eyes of his.

“What?” He hissed, simply at the mention of his father.

“In the graveyard. He was there. He who- Voldemort, is back. And your father was there.” Y/N shivered just slightly.

“I know Lord Voldemort is back. And I knew my dad would be there when he made his grand appearance.” Draco said after a few moments of collecting his thoughts.

“You knew?” Y/N questioned, though she wasn’t scared at all.

“Yes. I knew he was coming back and I should’ve told you sooner about who I am and who my family is in relation to him-“

“It’s okay, Draco. Just please stop talking.” Y/N stood, using her hand to cup his face. She almost felt him lean into it, but decided it was just her mind playing tricks on her.

“I don’t want you to hate me. I have to do this for my family. My mother- they’ll kill her. I have to support him.” Draco’s eyes glossed over, and Y/N’s throat began to close just at the sight of him about to cry.

She immediately pulled him into a hug. A warm, familiar, long-awaited hug that she had missed so dearly in the time they had been apart. He shook, silent sobs from what she could tell. And he cried, right into the shoulder of the person he had betrayed the most.

“I don’t want to lose you.” He said quietly, his voice watery and muffled from the tears.

“I just need time. And I know you don’t want to hear that. But I don’t hate you and I never will.” Y/N pulled back from his tight embrace, suddenly realizing his iron grip on her waist.

“Ilove you, Y/N.” Draco spoke the three words Y/N yearned to hear since they first began to date.

“I love you, too, Draco.” She said, giving him a small kiss on the cheek and walking out of the courtyard. From behind her, she heard him snuffle and grunt as he sat down on the bench where she was sitting, picking up and pulling his cloak over his body.

Y/N’s eyes began to water. She didn’t want to lose him just as much as he didn’t want to lose her.

~•.*✰

“Hey, I brought you some food. I saw you leave with Malfoy so I just kept it up here for you.” Jamie didn’t look up from her book as she pointed to the plate of food on Y/N’s nightstand next to her bed.

“Thank you.” Y/N said, her voice quivering from the events of before. It was then when Jamie looked up.

“What happened? Did he say something to hurt you? Oh, I’ll hex him all the way to Pluto!-“

“No, nothing happened.” Y/N cut her off before you could ramble on any further. “He told me he loved me.”

“What?” Jamie gasped. “Well, what did you say? I’m hooked now, you better keep talking.” She shifted herself, putting her book down and laying on her stomach facing the end of the bed.

Y/N plopped down on her bed, feeling the relief of a soft mattress and her silk sheets.

“I told him I loved him. But I also said I needed time.”

“That’s understandable. Was he okay?” Jamie’s eyes were fixated on Y/N.

“Yeah, I think so. He cried. I haven’t seen him like that ever, really.”

“Huh. He doesn’t really seem like much of a crier to me. I think Malfoy really does love you, Y/N/N. I think he might need some time too, I don’t want you to feel like you are burdening him with needing to heal.”

Y/N nodded, bringing her knees to her chest and hugging them. She tried to nod, but ended up rolling backwards onto her pillows.

Jamie laughed, glad to see her best friend gaining back her usual happiness.

“I’m sorry for being rude earlier. I can explain more about what happened in the graveyard, maybe it’ll help to talk about it.” Y/N turned her head to look at her friend.

“Only if your comfortable.” Jamie told her, though Y/N could tell she was eager to hear about the gruesome details.

“I think it’ll help. I miss him. Cedric, I mean. Not talking about what happened will only make the explosion of emotions worse.” Y/N said, looking up at the tapestry hung on her bed frame. “I really do miss him. I hope the memorial is worth it, he deserved everything and more.”

“I know he did, and I think he knows that he did the right thing. He protected you and Harry, right?” Jamie said, standing up to lay on Y/N’s bed with her.

“Yeah. He’s a good protector. Was, a good protector. It’ll be weird without him.”

“Tell me about the graveyard? I’m here to protect you just like he did, I promise.” Jamie sat up, offering her a sympathetic smile. Y/N nodded, sitting up and sighing quietly.

And she told Jamie about everything that happened that night.

~•.*✰

The Great Hall was eerily quiet. Y/N had never heard such a quiet sound, her ears were practically ringing.

She sat on the left side by the Gryffindors. She wanted to stay close by Harry. Jamie was sat at her side.

She turned around in her seat to look at the entire Hogwarts student body and every Beauxbatons and Durmstrang student sitting within the crowd. Y/N noticed a few eyes on her, so she quietly turned back around and shrunk into her seat.

Dumbledore sat for a moment at the head of the hall, looking distressed. He spoke after a few more moments of the deafening silence.

“Today, we acknowledge… a really terrible loss.” He stood.

“Cedric Diggory was, as you all know… exceptionally hard-working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly… a fierce, fierce friend.”

The emotion in Dumbledore’s voice sparked up sniffles within the crowd. Next to Y/N, Harry grabbed her free hand and squeezed it without looking away from Dumbledore. She could tell he was crying, and she could feel the hot tears running down her own face.

Draco was choked up from across the isle. He scowled at Harry grabbing Y/N’s hand, but soon realized she was crying and he wasn’t there to comfort her.

“Now, I think, therefore, you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see… Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort!”

There it is, Y/N inhaled sharply.

Gasps filled the halls, murmurs echoing off the four walls.

“The Ministry of Magic does not wish for me to tell you this. But not to do so, I think, would be an insult to his memory. Now, the pain… we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me- reminds us.

-while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events, the bonds of friendship we’ve made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that. And we’ll celebrate a boy who was… kind and honest and… brave and true, right to the very end.”

~•.*✰

Students huddled together on the Black Lake that same night. Many were sending lit candles on small paper boats from the shore.

Y/N teared up at the sight of so many different students coming together to honor just one, especially right before summer where everyone would go their respective ways.

Many professors had checked up on the four remaining champions, especially Y/N and Harry.

They split their winnings, Harry receiving the most. He gave his earnings to the Weasley twins so they could start the fund for their promising joke shop.

Y/N gave her earnings to Amos to help bury Cedric just the way he wanted. The Diggory’s were so kind to her, even though they were suffering just as much as her.

It hurt, losing him. Y/N often found herself turning to him in the common room just before she would leave, but only found a portrait of him.

“I miss you.” She would say to the portrait.

“I know you do. But you need to move on for me, okay?” Portrait Cedric said back.

She cried every time she heard his voice. The most she would get from him was the painting, but it was more than anything she could’ve asked for.

Draco kept tabs on Y/N throughout the summer. He continued to give her time, wishing and praying that one day she would come back to him.

The beginning of fifth year rapidly approached. Y/N’s summer was a blur, she couldn’t remember what had happened. She healed mentally and physically, and was prepared for the upcoming year.

Within the first week, Draco and Y/N decided to go their separate ways but stay close to each other. Maybe one day they’d find their ways back to one another. Right person, wrong time.

Y/N would always walk into the common room to see a newly sorted first year speaking to the portrait. Cedric was always good at giving advice, and continues to be even in the afterlife.

She had finally grieved. Yes, she missed him dearly. But she knew he would hate for her to mull herself around feeling sorry for herself.

Cedric protected Y/N and Harry, and that was enough sacrifice for everyone to understand.

Although Y/N didn’t get the perfect love story or the perfect ending to her fourth year at Hogwarts, she was glad to have been able to call Cedric her friend.

And that was enough for her.

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final a/n: okay ouch LMAOOO so the ending kind of was a bit confusing so I’ll explain it. during some movies based off of real stories it’ll show what the people are up to nowadays during the credits, so that’s what I was going for! I took the hc about the portrait of Ced in the Hufflepuff common room and put it into this part, I cannot for the life of me remember who made the hc but it was absolutely adorable and I needed to put it in.

if anyone wants blurbs, please request them! I’d be more than happy to show what happened to Y/N and Draco because of the right person wrong time, or what the rest of her Hogwarts years looked like! I’m so so so overwhelmed with the support from this silly story idea I had a year ago. I’m glad you guys enjoyed it just as much as I did, and I’m glad you were able to see things from my perspective. wow. I just cannot believe it’s really over! it’s so crazy. but thank you so much. I don’t think I could’ve asked for better followers + supporters in my life. you all mean the and more. I love you I love you I love you

Love Languages

Had a though about which love languages each of the boys would subscribe to (receiving, not giving, if you want me to make that one I probably can)

People mentioned: Harry, Fred, George, Neville, Ron, Oliver, Draco

Harry

• Harry likes physical touch.
• As a child he barely got any affection from people, and he was initially uncomfortable showing much of any physical affection
• However, once you openly showed him said affection, the two of you were attached at the hip.
• It does not matter where you are, if your in the same room, your probably touching in some way.
• If it’s a large public setting, it’s likely just pinkies, hands, or arms that are linked. But in the presence of close friends he’ll gladly return a hug, and when you’re alone it’s an entirely different story.
• He will literally flop on top of you, hold onto you, and hold you until you’ve both fallen asleep.
• He also enjoys sitting on your lap or you sitting on his lap.
• Stroke his hair or run your fingers on his face or over his eyes and he will melt
• Anyways yea Harry is a cuddle whore

Fred

• Fred likes quality time
• You don’t always spend every moment next to each other, boundaries are really important to both of you and you both respect those boundaries.
• But when you are together, it is the best time either of you could have.
• Sneaking into the kitchens at 3 am to eat sweets.
• Shopping at Hogsmeade, getting butterbeer, watching muggle movies
• If you like practical jokes you gladly take part in them, if not then he respects that.
• Sometimes he just wants someone to listen to him.
• So he’ll lay next to you and just talk, for hours.
• About school, about his latest pranks, about family.
• If you can use the time you have together in a way that makes you both happy, then he will love you forever.
• To him, it’s not about the amount of time you spend with him, it’s about what you both do with it.

George

• George likes words of affirmation- he always feels like he lives in his siblings shadow
• Occasionally that means living in Fred’s shadow too.
• People never really acknowledge them as separate people, and sometimes he needs reassurance that someone sees him as an individual.
• Telling him on a daily basis, that you see him as a separate person, even if you don’t have to say those exact words, is important to him.
• He also just really likes hearing that you believe in and love him
• Within 2 weeks of you dating he greets you with an “I love you.”
• And at first he freezes when he realizes what it is that he said.
• But when you reply with reciprocation he melts.
• The first time you tell him you love him, he practically combusts with happiness.
• This could also translate to a praise kink but we’re not gonna talk about that rn ;)

Neville

• Neville prefers gifts
• Not necessarily expensive ones, just small little things, trinkets and such
• If you just hand him a shiny rock he lets out this little trill of happiness and adds it to his collection alongside his plants
• If you give him a plant he’ll fucking collapse.
• Once when you came back from a trip over Christmas, you gave him seeds to a rare plant that wasn’t found in Europe, he nearly burst from excitement
• That was the first time he kissed you in public
• He also really likes candy and once when you brought him these little rock candies that were only found in muggle stores he practically ripped the wrapper off and shoved them into his mouth.
• (He shared of course)
• Neville often gets his fathers hand-me-downs, and while he enjoys them, it sucks that his grandmother refuses to buy him anything of his own
• So when you buy him a sweater and a pair of slacks he almost cries
• Sugar baby Neville au i said what i said

Ron

• Ron likes acts of service
• A lot of it is when you help him with things like homework
• Sometimes Hermione is too tired or unwilling to and when you step in to help where you can, its like a little piece of him falls in love with you all over again
• But part of it is other forms of service
• A few months before you were together, Ron had a really bad day and returned to the common room with a huge headache, and when you offered to give him a head massage he decided he was gonna ask you out
• Sometimes just running your hands through his hair after a long day makes him absolutely melt into the couch cushions
• He also often gets homesick, especially when it comes to food, and if you cook or bake for him, he practically jumps in the fucking air
• You called his mom once to get a recipe for these Christmas cookies that he missed since he couldn’t go home for Christmas one year and if you both hadn’t been in public he would have cried
• When you brought him homemade candies he did cry (he’d had a long day, let him live)
• But yea sometimes he just needs someone to take care of him nothing wrong with that my dudes

Oliver

• Oliver likes an even mix of gifts and and acts of service tbh
• Often for Christmas or his birthday you’ll get him a new broom servicing kit or a book about Puddlemere United
• One year you managed to get one of his favorite books signed by some of Puddlemere’s players
• When you presented it to him he tackled you in a hug so tight you thought your lungs would pop.
• He also really likes trying new candies so you get him a subscription box where he can try new ones from around the world and the two of you spend a few days every month trying new candies together for a year.
• When it comes to acts of service its a little more physical
• Quidditch takes a toll on a person’s body so often he’ll come back from a game or a practice and just collapse.
• So if you give him a massage he’ll practically sink into the bed.
• Dude is just tired sometimes give him a break

Draco

• Draco is probably into words of affirmation
• I think people would assume it’s gifts but that’s actually how he shows love to other people because that’s how his parents showed love to him even though it’s not necessarily what he wants
• But yeah I think Draco sometimes deals with a lot of shit especially during 6-7 year and so he’s probably stressed as shit
• And feeling really guilty about what he’s having to do
• But he feels like he has no choice or else he and his parents are going to die.
• So sometimes he just needs reassurance that he’s not a terrible person
• Occasionally after working on the cabinet in the ROR he’ll just go to you and collapse on your shoulder and start sobbing
• Sometimes just making sure he knows that he’s okay and that he’s loved will make him want to cry
• Anyways Draco Malfoy redemption arc

HP Male Head Canons

Prompt by me: Coffee Shops w/ Tom, Draco, and Cedric.

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Tom Riddle

• He would take you to a retail coffee shop because he knows what’s there and the prices. He doesn’t want surprises not having the galleons to be spending like that.
• Seems like a regular plain black coffee guy with very few creams.
• Would sip it as you indulge in your sugary sweet drink.
• Probably would get some work done with you there while you enjoy watching him. It was peaceful.
• On the way out, he would surprise you with a cookie because he noticed that you have been eyeing them the whole time there.

Draco Malfoy

• He would take you a somewhere that has some high class coffee like a place the roasts their own beans.
• He would explain the differences between a macchiato or a red eye to show off a bit. He would hope that it will impress you.
• Flat white (Espresso with steamed milk) seems like up his alley.
• Hoping to avoid the topic on his family while you guys chat on stool bars looking out on pedestrians walking by.
• His stool slowly works it’s way towards you. When you guys are ready to go your shoulders are touching.

Cedric Diggory

• Takes you to a hipster or a place thats trendy. Somewhere that has mismatched furniture and that sells art on the walls.
• He would get an affogato (Vanilla ice-cream with espresso) or a hot cocoa. Depends on how’s he feeling. Asking for a sip of whatever you’re getting.
• He would definitely get you guys something to eat while there because he wants to hang out and spend time with you while playing a board game.
• Since he’s such a people person, there would be people joining your game. Lots of interaction and being social with him.
• By the end of it, you made a few friends and plan on becoming a regular there.

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GUESS WHO?

it’s all fun and games until Draco realizes what you’ve been doing this whole time

PAIRING: Step Brother!Draco X Step Sister!Reader

WARNINGS➨NSFW,DARK THEME, stepcest, fingering, female oral, degrading kink, praise kink, nipple play

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The lights went out as Draco laid down on the comfortable sheets of his bed. The silence of the whole Malfoy Manor at night made it quiet enough for him to hear his own breath and heart beating in the dark.

The only light visible was from the muted shine of the moon that the clouds covered. Draco shut his eyes and let out a sigh, feeling his entire body relax and sink into his mattress.

“Draco..”

He snapped his eyes open and sat up and looked around the room violently. Turning his gaze left and right in hopes of sensing whoever whispered his name in the dark. Sweat built up on his forehead, dripping down slowly.

“What—Who’s there?” His voice lightly quivered, his other hand reaching for his wand near his bed. He felt the bed shift to the right and he jumped up, only for his body to be pushed down by small hands.

“Guess who?”

Draco finally took a hold of his wand and shunned light upon the perpetrator only to see that it was you. His lips parted and you chuckled with mischief.

“You—you little bitch! I told you to stop doing that!”

“But it’s fun.” You said in an infantile voice. You moved away from him, allowing him to sit up and move his eyes around your body.

He took a few more moments to pull himself together and calm down from the shock before finally noticing how much skin you were showing. His lips parted even more in an attempt to retort and say an insult but not one syllable left his lips.

“Like my outfit?” You inquire, feeling his eyes land on your white lace underwear then going up to your shirt that showed your sensitive nipples.

“And you’ve got some nerve to come here with that!”

“But do you?”

“Get out of my room.” He replied coldly, turning away from you and fluffing his pillow with irritation. You shifted in your position lightly, spreading your legs away.

“And what if I don’t want to?” Draco flinched from your toes rubbing up against his inner thigh. He felt his cock twitch the slightest prior to looking down at your feet and stopping them right before it reached his growing bulge.

“I’ll drag you out myself.” He said in between gritted teeth, while you smirked in the dark.

“I’d like to see you try, ferret.”

Draco slid his grasp to your exposed thighs and harshly pulled with both hands. You ended up right in front of him, your legs right on his lap with just enough space to feel how hard he was starting to get.

Squeezing your legs tightly, you hear him growl while the feeling of his hands on your thighs soaked your underwear.

“I know exactly what you’re doing here at this time of night.” Even with minimal lighting, you felt his burning gaze on you—and it made you hot. Burning hot, you were hoping he had no idea of how colored your cheeks were.

“To scare you that’s what.”

The next few seconds all happened so fast it was still playing in your mind again and again; He pulled you by your arms and made you lie on his bed, covering your mouth with his hand. His face was directly above yours, and the faint reflection of the light from the window went to his eyes.

Draco noticed how flushed and shocked you were, his knee in between your legs near the rim of your shirt just enough to feel how slick your underwear was.

“Sh!..You hear that?” You stayed perfectly still and listened for any footsteps. “It’s the sound of a liar.”

He had his usual big smirk on his lips, but it looked even hotter up close. So close he could just make his lips land on yours.

“I know you didn’t come here to scare me..you think I wouldn’t notice? All the glances and constant contact you give, along with the childish wrestling that ends with us wrapped around each other; it made me hard all night.”

Your eyes relaxed and a smirk was on your lips under the palm of his hand. You fluttered your eyes seductively, and it only made him scoff.

“See, that look..The look you’re fucking giving me.”

The situation felt surreal; he just admitted that you turned him on, and he did the same to you.

So the feeling was mutual after all.

“Let’s play a game.”

Those words made your eyes dart to Draco, and a dark cloud overtook his pupils.

“I touch you wherever I want for 3 minutes and you can’t come. Because if you do, I’ll tell mum and dad about you sneaking in my room in your underwear.”

His words made you want to moan. You gave him a nod, and he immediately took off his hand that was on your mouth and landed his lips with yours. Draco dropped his hand to your waist, rubbing the fabric before slipping under it to feel your skin.

Your hands went to his neck, his soft blond locks meeting your fingertips.

Draco’s other hand slipped down to your thighs, your skin getting goosebumps from his delicate touch.

A moan went out of your lips when his other hand inside your shirt found your nipple and began flicking it around. A distinct low chuckle ran on your ear when his other hand went inside your underwear and met your cunt with his fingers.

He circled your click with your arousal, enjoying every bit of the show you were putting on for him.

Taking away his hand that was on your nipple, he slid down your underwear. Giving him a chance to clearly see your pussy, he opened your legs wide for him. His fingers ran along your slit and it made you shudder.

His touch alone already made you want to come. And he clearly saw that because he entered one finger and you broke out a loud moan accidentally.

Draco started with a fast motion, hearing the quelch inside your pussy made him even more hard. You kept your mouth open with silent screams, unable to let them out because you both knew the halls of the Manor echoed.

“It’s only been a minute. Think you can handle 4 more?” He asked through his proud voice.

“Shut up.”

His finger reached the spot that made you feral, and it made you arch your back while your hands gripped his blanket tightly.

Your hips started to raise up from the bed and he kept a strong pull down to keep you still, only adding up to your torture.

“3 more minutes, love. But it’s okay to come, I wanna taste your cum on my fingers.”

“C-Can’t…cum..yet–”

“Nothing’s stopping you. C’mon, I really wanna see how you like when you come with my fingers inside you.”

“Shit..”

Seeing as you weren’t close to breaking, Draco bent down and gave a big lick on your cunt. Your eyes screwed shut, and you closed your legs.

His arms pulled them apart, keeping a hard grasp to not get in the way. Draco’s moans in between licking your folds was tempting you. You were near the edge and you didn’t think you could hold on for any longer.

Small soft moans left your lips even if you kept biting them back.

“Be quiet. You’re basically just inviting them to watch with those moans.”

“If you weren’t so good, then I wouldn’t be moaning. So this is on you.”

Just when you thought it could be worse, it got worse. His hands slowly went under your shirt and pinched on your sensitive nipples.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Draco I don’t think…—”

“Then come. You only have a minuteleft..”

Looking down, he was looking directly right up you with sharp eagle eyes. The feeling of his stare, his fingers flicking your nipples around and his tongue going in and out of your pussy made you want to scream.

“You needy slut. Wanted to get fucked by your step brother so bad that you sneaked into his room? What a desperate whore.”

“But I’m your whore..”

“And no one else’s.”

You didn’t break eye contact, and that made Draco fasten his tongue movements.

You couldn’t hold it in anymore. It was all too much, and you had to cum. Your cunt was aching to finally reach release.

With a silent moan, you arched your back and shut your eyes. Draco already started tasting your release and seemed to be enjoying himself when his smile pressed against your skin.

You stared at the ceiling breathlessly, taking your time to feel how gentle his lips were moving compared to earlier. A few minutes after, you felt the bed move on your right, and Draco gave your lips a soft kiss. And another. And another. Until you were both wrapped around each other on the bed, with your head resting on the headboard.

“Taste yourself. I don’t want to be the only one enjoying how delicious you are.”

The kiss lasted for a few more minutes before he pulled away to look at you.

“You know, you only had 10 seconds left.”

Only then did it hit you.

“You won..” The smile wiped off your lips.

“Yeah.” He nodded as if it was a normal thing.

“So you’ll tell them?”

“What? No. We both had a great time; why ruin the fun now?” He gave you a small peck on the lips, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Think I can stay here?” He nodded without a single thought, and walked to his closet, opening the door and leaned forward to look for something.

“I mean, they think we treat each other like siblings. It’s normal for siblings to sleep in the same bed, right?” Draco closed his closet door, and sat down beside you again.

“Step siblings.” You corrected. “But, maybe. I think so.”

“Here, wear my sweatpants. Just in case they enter without knocking the next morning.” Tossing them to you, you quickly put on your underwear and slipped them on before crashing on the bed. He laid down beside you and got comfortable.

“Thank you, Dray.” You pulled the blanket to your shoulders and sighed. “Goodnight, stepbrother.”

“Just sleep!”

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