a/n: sorry for the winter break delay, buuuut this is super long and some of you are about to be very happy w me (and some of you not so much hahah)! but believe me, there’s still so much im excited to write. <3
It lasted only for a second. Only one. But that second alone was enough to process a wall of various things. First, surprise. Surprise that he’d tried such a maneuver, yes, but also surprise at other things. Namely, how much warmer his lips were than she’d anticipated, for example. And another thing was his force. He’d gone into it with such a hunger, and such a desperation, that he’d entered the ordeal like every second he had on her lips was his last. It was almost like he knew what would come. Gasping into his lips, the girls’ eyes had fluttered open and shut with alarm as a set of long fingers streaked ravenously through the head Draco cradled to his mouth. His breath was short and faltered as he locked a kiss to the girl, his whole body dissolving into her like he’d die if he didn’t. And there was his other hand. It had come up to grab her hand in the air and pull it forward against him, and then pressed her wrist in a cage up against his chest. There, beneath their intertwined hands, she could feel Draco Malfoy’s heartbeat under his hard front. It was racing at lightning speed, she noticed. It was likely as fast as hers. Coming to her senses quickly, the girl’s eyes shot open, and she used her free hand to push her fingers against the blond’s chest. It was such a hard kiss that they both came off of it gasping, Draco’s huge icy eyes were overflowing with desire as a sharp breath detached from his flush lips. He didn’t look guilty in the slightest.
“What are you doing?!” the girl stammered, her eyes doubling in size as she fumbled back in horror.
His chest still heaving, Draco slurred quietly through a love-drunk mumble, “something I should have done long before tonight.”
She was momentarily at a loss for words.
Her jaw unlocking, the girl stammered and pushed the Slytherin from her frame, “what?! I–” she tried.
But she didn’t even know where to begin with that statement.
“I’m with Cedric, Draco,” she huffed at last, her brows knitting as she brought her hands to her hair with anguish. “I mean I’ve barely known you for a month and a half and now you’re saying these things and it’s just– you can’t I mean– y– you have NO right,” she tried.
But her words were coming hard to her.
“That’s not true,” the boy interjected, speaking to her mouth, “I know you.”
He paused, crystalline stare moving back to her eyes with intent.
“I have always known you,” he corrected.
Her hand still in his, the girl yanked her touch free from him with a pang of realization.
“You’re right,” she said stiffly. “You do. Or you did. And you spent five of those years tormenting my every move. But then our sixth year comes around and then you finally decide I’m worth seeing. And– only after I had to beg it of you.”
The Slytherin shook his head, a look of anguish growing in his eyes.
“And only now, now that I’ve finally realized what I want, now you decide to make me the object of your desire.”
Draco’s eyes narrowed with hurt as he retracted his long fingers back into the pockets of his suave black suit.
“Is this some kind of game to you?!” she hissed, growing angry now.
He shook his head, blond locks catching on his brow, “never.”
“Well, it must be!” she spat bitterly, her chest heaving, “or else why would you do this, and why now? Now that I finally have something good.”
He thought about this for a second, choosing what was about to be a layered response. His jaw clenched, his voice matter-of-fact when he replied. Staring at her through his loose light hairs, Draco sighed.
“Because you shouldn’t be with him,” he announced simply.
She felt her heart drop through her chest.
“What?” she mumbled, so softly he had to read her lips to catch it.
He stepped closer, his lids heavy, “you heard.”
Finding her soles glued to the cobblestone now, the girl blinked breathlessly up as he approached.
“And what do you think gives you the right to say that?” her voice came as a whisper.
He took another step. Once more, the scent of fresh mint and his dark cologne went through her, and she remembered coldly what her Amortentia had smelled of as it did. The tall boy towered over her as he arched his frame over hers, blinking longingly into her glossy stare. A long finger, sparkling where a silver ring decorated it, came to her cheek. The Slytherin brushed her flesh softly, making her shiver horribly and flinch at the touch.
“I want you,” he hummed softly, with a tilt of his head.
She swallowed, hard.
“So does he.”
Draco smiled one of his cruel smiles, a large dimple creasing at the corner of his pink lips as he chuckled with amusement. Drawing his hand back to his pocket, he stood straighter.
“Well, I wanted you first.”
She found herself shell-shocked for what seemed like the millionth time today. Arching her head to get a look into those blue eyes, the girl felt her throat go dry.
“You’re lying,” she tried weakly.
“No, you are,” he said, the words coming as a half growl. “I’ve wanted you since my eyes first came upon you.”
“You made my life a living hell,” she hissed in instant disbelief.
“And you, mine,” he retorted cooly, lowering his height so as to stare at her head-on. “I loathed the parts of myself that felt for you.”
Electricity was crackling through her blood now.
“Why?” she said through a short breath.
The blond shook his head.
“Because you fight back. Harder than anyone. You bite at my heels and spit at my nose. Your maddening stubbornness and infuriating passion has made you impossible to not see,” he explained softly, his eyes darting back and forth over hers.
She swallowed again, “and?”
Catching on, the boy tilted his head with a low hum.
“And when I became invisible,” he murmured, sucking in a breath, “you saw me yet.”
She felt her throat tighten, a wave of emotion crashing upon her. It took every ounce of strength she had to act unaffected by the words he spoke. Watching with intent, he opened his lips once more.
“I see you too, you know,” he whispered, his eyes softening. “I always have. Even before you opened your heart to me, truly. It’s why I know the stomp of your boots, the various glints in your eye, and the smell of the lavender scrub that I caught in Slughorn’s first lesson.”
She felt her heart give a slow lurch. He was exposing his truths faster than she could process them. Still, he went on.
“But then you did, and that–” he paused, faltering, “–what was a stifled hunger became a ravenous famishment.”
He bent in more closely, his nose so near to her visage that it almost touched her own. His eyes drooped, mournful as he stared down her lips.
“And we are more alike than you even know,” he murmured his closing statement.
For a moment they just sat in the silence. The girl breathed a rattling breath as she urged her eyes to fight their journey to Draco’s mouth. Her blood was so hot she could feel it against her skin. Her heart raced so fast that the sounds of the night went unheard of. Her words had to fight their way out of her parted lips.
“I–” she shook her head.
Draco urged the words he wished to come from her, but the look in his storm-blue gaze was doubtful.
“Draco…”
He could sense what was next, but there was a surefire way to know, he thought in defeat. Moving his hands back to her high cheeks, his palms engulfing her feminine face, Draco descended on her lips a second time. His lashes fluttered as he curled his fingers against her, gripping her with the passion of a thousand fires as his lips came to meet hers. But they’d barely touched, barely even grazed, before her own were gone.
Her head was turned against the set of cold rings on his fingers. Against them, he felt a harsh tear splatter down against his hand, the moisture sparkling pathetically in the moonlight as he kept his eyes closed, his forehead to the side of her face. Though gone from his mouth, the girl pressed her cheek harder against his forehead, her chest rattling as a massive sob came sharply through her chest – the meaning of which remained unknown to him as she moved her lips slowly against his palms, quivering in his hold.
“I can’t,” she cried, mumbling against his skin. “Draco, I can’t.”
Then he was gone. His touch was devoid of hers just as quickly as it had come.
“I know,” he said simply, his iris’ growing huge as he looked at her in defeat.
The girls’ eyes opened, her mouth bent into a downturned and trembling shape. She just tilted her head in confusion.
“I know,” he said again, sounding cool now. “That’s what makes you a liar, and not me.”
Sadness morphed quickly to anger.
“What?” she breathed in astonishment.
“Because I’m honest about the part of me that craves for something I shouldn’t have,” he said, standing up straight again. “And you’re not.”
Her mouth was frozen open.
“Because we both know what feels wrong and what is wrong,” he added. “But only one of us can admit that to ourselves.”
She managed the only thing she could.
“Go to Hell.”
She snatched herself away from his grip, stepping backward as she drew further with a quiet gasp. Turning her cheek to him, she just shook her head as she made to leave. Eventually, she gave up on adding anything else, her head down as she began to walk.
Draco was unmoving as he watched her go. The boy only smiled with a low chuckle.
“Alright. I’ll see you there.”
She kept going.
“But, if you want to see your father–”
Her footfalls stopped.
“Then you’ll be back.”
Silence.
The footfalls began again.
She was marching back towards the blond now.
“Give me your sleeve,” she demanded.
“What?” the boy recoiled with a laugh of surprise.
“Give me your wrist,” she snapped again, the cries silent now as she threw her hand forward. “Right now.”
Draco snapped his left arm back with realization, his icy eyes narrowing.
“Don’t,” he warned through a low hiss.
“Then show me yourself!” she barked, her despair and fury mingled as she practically yelled it. “Show me you aren’t what I think you are!”
His face was hard and raw, her words slicing his disposition deeply.
“No,” he growled, moving a hand out so as to fend her advances off.
The girl moved into him but had no luck. He was stronger than her and she knew it. With a sigh, he looked down upon her. Draco sucked his tongue through his teeth as he ‘tsk-ed’ her softly.
“No,” he uttered again, softly this time. “I’m not.”
…
“Cedric?”
He was there in the Common Room, much to the girl’s disbelief. The earth-shatteringly handsome Hufflepuff had pulled forward the small table before the fire and was sitting perched on its edge like it was an actual seat. His head had snapped aside the moment he heard her enter, his giant shadow spreading across the plant-speckled walls as he stood. He didn’t say anything.
“Ced?” she said again, approaching him slowly, and with an unbearably heavy heart.
He turned, and it was a tragic sight. His muscular jaw was set forward with the hard clench of his teeth, and his magnificent ocean eyes fought back tears as they sparkled in the firelight.
“I’m going to let you talk first,” he heaved through a struggled breath. “I’m going to let you share your side first, before I say anything. Okay?”
It was a simple enough request. But God, he was fighting back every demon in that stunning and strained stare. The girl noticed, feeling exhausted from the whole night and hanging on by a single and final thread as she nodded with a slow step forward. She padded over the thick faded carpet under her boots and stopped to meet her boyfriend in front of the fire. He sighed, so desperately wanting to touch her, but not allowing himself the permission.
“It started earlier this year,” she began nervously, shoving her hands into her pant pockets. “I had noticed Draco behaving strangely on the train, and I hadn’t thought much of it. But then– then Harry told me about this theory he had. About Draco. Well, he said he thought he was a death eater. And I shouldn’t have touched it, but I did. I gained his trust and his time because I needed to know if it was really true.”
Cedric blinked at his girl with a heavy sigh.
“But then–”
He swallowed, his nostrils flaring.
“–then I gave him my trust,” she said.
Cedric ran his tongue over his lips with a dart of his eyes to the side, “and?”
She sighed.
“And he became the unthinkable,” she decided. “My friend.”
Cedric’s eyes shifted back to her own.
“Your friend?” he asked.
“Yes, my friend,” she said confidently. “And so I couldn’t bear to betray him anymore because of it. I stopped trying to find out the truth about him because I no longer wanted the answer.”
The Hufflepuff shook his head, bitterly reciting the words she’d just heard back to her.
“Draco Malfoy doesn’t want to be your friend,” he dropped knowingly, hurt clear in his intonation.
“I know that now,” she tried, voice wavering. “If I’m being honest, then…” she struggled. “Well, I suspected it from that night when I drunkenly told him about you. About us. Because then he’d said something about how you were foolish for waiting, for not–”
She stopped. Cedric looked unnaturally pale. Shaking her head, the girl faltered.
“But nothing else happened after… that night…” she trailed off.
“After that night?” the boy uttered thoughtfully, sunshine hair falling over his tear-filled eyes.
She opened her mouth, “well he– and then tonight he– he kissed me.”
Cedric looked as if a ghost had passed through him.
“What?” his voice became strained.
“But it was only for a second, and by the time he tried to do it again I’d seen it coming–” she rambled hopelessly.
“Draco kissed you TWICE?” Cedric’s voice dropped dangerously, a dark anger residing upon his facial features.
The girl panicked. This did not look good.
She touched his chest, “y– n– no. No. He tried, but I stopped it both times, Ced.”
Her fingers splayed over his front, she could feel Cedric’s heartbeat running a million miles an hour beneath her touch. He opened his mouth wordlessly before closing it with a slow shake of his head. His huge ocean stare moved first to her hand, then to her mouth, and finally her eyes.
Mouth dry and eyes stinging, the girl whispered softly, “it didn’t mean anything.”
Cedric’s hurt gaze softened momentarily, and he tilted his head to the right with a flutter of his lashes.
“So then why is this the first that I’ve heard of any of it?” he said, for the second time that night.
The girl froze, her throat tightening as her fingers fell from the boy’s front. He stepped back away from her, turning his face towards the fire with a shaky exhale.
“Well?” he spoke to the flames when she didn’t reply.
“Ced–” she began.
He was staring at her again now, his jaw clenched as he struggled to maintain any sense of composure.
“I– I don’t know–” she stuttered with difficulty.
He nodded knowingly, sucking in a sharp breath with a forced smile of his quivering lips and an “okay.”
“No, but–” she grabbed the side of his muscular arm as he turned. “It doesn’t matter anymore, okay? Because I don’t want him. I knew it with certainty when he tried to kiss me tonight and– it was wrong and– I don’t want him, Cedric. Only you.”
Cedric blinked at her through the crystal sheen that enshrouded his eyes.
“I won’t see him anymore,” she pleaded, her words catching on the trip of her voice. “I promise. And I’ll never lie to you about him again.”
His eyes moved to her mouth once more, and then once again back to her gaze. He looked like he was fighting a losing war with himself.
“Do you trust me?” she asked, her voice shaking.
Cedric swallowed the lump in his throat, his nostrils flaring, “I do.”
She sighed, breath turbulent as she stepped closer towards him with a curl of her fingers into his bicep. He watched her with intent, his tongue coming to his cheek as he restrained himself.
“But I can’t–” he cut her off, shaking himself free of her hold.
“What?”
“I trust you,” he said. “I trust your story and your promises but–” he paused. “But it’s not as if it undoes everything. It’s not as if I can forget it, just like that. You know?”
She stared into his helpless eyes with a bow of her head.
“You’re right.”
Still, he stared.
“I just,” he sighed in defeat, “I need some time.”
Running a large hand through his gold-brown hair, the sun-kissed Hufflepuff made to leave, his feet dragging across the thick carpets and hard floors.
“He said my father is still alive.”
Cedric stopped dead in his tracks, his back still turned.
“Draco said my father is still alive.”
Slowly, he turned.
“What?” Cedric gaped with a shocked crease of his brow.
“I–” she stammered, folding her hands nervously together. “When I was leaving, after he– you know– well… he said I’d be back if I wanted to see my father.”
Cedric approached her, his eyes wide.
“What is that supposed to mean? Is he lying?” he pressed urgently.
She shook her head, “I don’t know anymore. I mean, maybe he’s not. Or–”
“Maybe it was a desperate sellout to keep you under his nose,” Cedric finished.
The girl nodded hesitantly. Then, she watched as Cedric’s face melted into an expression of contemplation.
“But your father,” he said slowly, “was a death eater.”
She didn’t move.
“Which would mean,” he swallowed, “that if Draco was telling the truth…” he trailed off with a shake of his head.
“Right,” she whispered.
“Well, is he?” Cedric stepped closer.
The girl clenched her teeth together, “I still don’t know for certain. He won’t let me see his arm, but he also expects me to believe he’s not. He says it’s his father who he heard it from.”
Cedric blinked, stepping back into the firelight.
“And what is it that you think?” he challenged with knowing.
Releasing the deathly grip of her jaw, the girl admitted her truth to Cedric.
“I don’t know about my father, but I do think he’s a Death Eater.”
He nodded slowly, his eyes softening.
“Well then I trust that too,” he said gently.
Within his reach now, she desperately wanted to seek comfort in him, but she couldn’t.
“And so,” he folded his hands into his pockets, “what are you going to do?”
She ran her tongue over her lips with a shrug, “nothing.”
Cedric tilted his head to the side with shock, “what?”
“I told you, Ced. I’m done. I can’t keep chasing these loose ends for a person like that. Not if it jeopardizes what I have with you,” she asserted confidently.
His mouth came open, “but this is your father we’re talking about!”
“Ced, drop it,” she urged.
“But what if it’s true?!” he exclaimed in disbelief.
“So what if it’s true?!” she retorted. “I’d be fighting for a man who stands for the darkest of evils rather than the one who–”
She paused.
Cedric was gazing at her with newfound surprise.
“Who what?” he prodded softly.
The shadows created by the fire’s thick red and gold flames shot smoothly over Cedric’s face. His hands were still tight in his pockets, like he was restraining them there, and his massive blue-green eyes sparkled beautifully. Awaiting her reply, the boy sucked a lip between his teeth with a little sigh of disbelief. Rocking his hips ever so slightly forward as he spoke to the girl’s mouth, his voice lowered.
“Who what?” he said again, dangerously low this time.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, the girl exhaled shakily, her back straightening.
“Who I love,” she said.
There was a moment where everything froze. Cedric didn’t move, nor did she. Aside from the flames, one would’ve thought they were a still moment in time. The boy wore this look of absolute stillness, his eyes dead-set to hers as he just stood there. Then, with that same curious and unreadable look on his face, he approached her. He was coming quickly, his hands drifting from his pockets and into the air as he grabbed the unmoving girl from either side of her face and yanked her forward into his mouth. For a moment she remained still, her lips barely moving as he detached quickly from her, his big eyes filled with emotion now.
Gasping with surprise against him, the girl managed a shaky “what?”
“Kiss me,” Cedric interrupted her with a desperate shake of his head.
“But–” she protested, feeling her stomach tighten at the way he was looking at her. “But you said–”
He didn’t even let her finish this time. His large hands were gripping her again as he lifted the shorter girl against his frame, her body melting into him as they connected once more. Still in shock, the girl’s hands just kind of floated awkwardly in front of her, not knowing where to go. The kiss was fast and short-lived, for he was soon drawing back again. It was so heated and intoxicating that she came off of it with a spinning head, her vision blurred and eyes almost crossing with mingled surprise and appreciation as she breathed against his opened lips. Slowly, she shifted her unsteady gaze to the Hufflepuff’s eyes once more. His chest was heaving lightly against hers, knocking her with each lift as he blinked down at her through a rapidly darkening gaze.
“Now I’m saying kiss me,” he uttered breathily, his lashes fluttering.
It’s not that she didn’t want to, because she did. Oh, she definitely did. It’s just that she wanted to know that it was right. That this was what he really wanted. And not something spurred in the moment only to be regretted later, she thought. Practically reading her mind, the bronzed boy shook his head, rubbing a finger against the curve of her cheekbones.
“Hey,” he uttered softly.
He pecked her lips just quickly enough to snap the girl out of her trance, the tip of his nose brushing to hers and sending a charge of electricity through her whole body and into her tummy. Slowly, she unhinged her jaw, her breath unsteady as she blinked at his storm-blue eyes. Whatever words she’d had were coming to her throat and getting trapped there, the will to speak being so overridden by her other ones that she managed only a quivering breath and helpless widening of her eyes. Any more like this, and she knew she’d be done for. Cedric, reading her again, moved one of his hands to her hanging ones. Slowly, he plucked up her hands in his, and brought them both gingerly in place to either side of his sculpted cheekbones. The girl just watched his eyes all the while, her feet cemented into the floors.
“Okay,” he decided softly, meeting her eyes again.
His lips quivered, his eyes darting between hers so quickly that she spun.
“Now,” he demanded very gently, “kiss me.”
This time it was her who was leaning forward, any sense of rationality gone from her as she stood on her tiptoes and fell into the boy’s lips. They were ever-warm and soft like clouds. Her hands slid from his cheeks and up to his ears as she curled her fingertips into his silky brown hair with a gasp that was stifled by the fast close of his lips over hers. He caught and swallowed her sound as he drew her further into him, their chests hard against each other as the kiss became quick and desperate. One of Cedric’s hands was on the back of her head now, and he was forcing the girl into him, harder. She gasped again, but it was unheard of as he pressed his mouth to hers and held his kiss to her for a long time this time, making her the subject to his passion for as long as they could hold their breaths. Then he’d detached again, only for a second, and their lips popped loudly as they split apart. There was only a moment of hesitation then, in which the girl stared foggily up at the boy and his heavily lidded eyes. There was something ravenous in his visage and she’d barely had the time to grasp that sense of him before he was hoisting her up. Yelping, the girl was pulled upwards, her legs folding around Cedric’s torso as his arms slinked under her thighs and against her back, where he hoisted her petite frame to the one that engulfed her. Kissing her again, the girl’s eyes fluttered closed on instinct. Her hands were drifting further through his locks now, both arms around his neck as she breathed in his warm and familiar scent. They grew tangled, the boy stumbling as he turned her and brought the girl’s back thumping into the side of the fireplace, where he pinned her and descended upon her swollen lips. The stone was hard to her back as he used its placement to his will. The kiss dragged from her mouth, to her chin, to her neck. Soon enough, he had latched his mouth to the flesh at her collarbone and was drawing all kinds of sounds out from her. Suddenly it all felt very real.
“Cedric,” she moaned breathily, closing one side of her fist against her teeth.
He pulled back. His hair was tousled and his lips were red. He looked giddy and insatiable.
“Yes?” he said through a low whisper.
“What–” she gasped, speaking through heavy breaths, “what are you doing?”
He breathed his answer through a touch of his forehead to hers.
“Something I should’ve done before,” he murmured, unblinking as his dark eyes fixated on her lips.
“But–” she tried, fighting against the knot in her stomach, “but what about what you’d said? About rushing things?”
He shook his head against hers, touching his nose to her and flickering his stare upwards.
“You were right about one thing, Y/N. I’ve waited long enough to get you,” he spoke breathily. “And no amount of waiting could make me want you any more than I need you now.”
She nearly fainted at his words, her throat closing as he spoke confidently now.
“I need you desperately,” he spoke softly, his fingers curling against her skin. “And–”
The girl felt her heart stop as he adjusted her so that his eyes were level with her own.
“And I love you too.”
Then they were kissing again. Somehow faster and harder. The girl’s stomach roared as she felt one of Cedric’s large hands grasp the underside of her thigh, a soft growl emanating from his lips as he fastened her to the wall and consumed her with ferocity. As soon as he’d met her neck again, she was moaning once more. The sound made her grow self-conscious as she splayed her fingers over her lips and tilted her skin away from him.
“What?” he demanded softly, his dark eyes perturbed at her motion. “What is it?”
“I–” she said, flustered. “I can’t be making too much noise.”
Her eyes moving up, she indicated at the students above with a tilt of her head. Cedric hummed thoughtfully with understanding as he procured his wand and uttered a sure ‘Muffliato.’ The magic resultingly enshrouded them in a space wherein no one outside of it would hear them, she realized. For good measure, he mustered up a decent invisibility shroud. Bringing her eyes back to his, the girl stared in silence at her boyfriend. A slow smile was spreading across his lips. It was devilish upon his rugged face.
“Now you can be as loud as you want,” he grinned, the words barely making it out as he dived back into her neck.
“Ced!” she exclaimed with mingled surprise and like, her legs tightening around him.
One of his hands slid back. He was fully grabbing her ass now as he ran circles across her collarbones and down towards her breasts with various speckles of kisses and sucks to her skin. She moaned, her breaths short as she curled into him, pressing the side of her cheek to his forehead as she trembled into his lips. When he reached her chest, his nose in the valley between her breasts, he dragged his eyes upwards and stared innocently up at her from beneath the tip of her nose. His hands brushed the edge of her knit black sweater in question.
“Can I?” he breathed through his pink lips.
Her chest was heaving, her hands shaking with nervousness as she gave the boy a little nod. He grinned, releasing her weight slowly as she came back down upon the balls of her feet before him, blinking up at him as she stood against his chest. Slowly, she felt his two large hands snake against her hips, clutch her top, and pull the fabric upward. She felt her throat tighten with nerves as it came over her head, her eyes shutting. When she opened them again, Cedric was staring at her with huge and unblinking eyes.
“What?” she prodded shyly.
He observed first her bright red cheeks and tousled hair, and next, her chest.
“You’re breathtaking,” he uttered, making her grow even more flush.
She had no idea how to reply.
“Thank you?” she tried.
“Come here, you,” he shook his head with a low chuckle, moving a set of long fingers under the girl’s jaw as he forced her chin gently up into his lips.
She sighed with contempt into his mouth, her hands reaching for his loose-hanging sweater. The kiss was so good that her hands struggled, her fingers fumbling awkwardly as she tried stripping the fabric off of the boy who towered against her. His throat rumbled as he laughed into the kiss, making the girl pull back with frustration.
“Want some help?” he offered coyly, making her grumble.
“Please,” she felt her lips split.
He was grinning again as he slid the fabric over his head, coming out with a devastatingly handsome and further tousled look. His bronzed chest was impossible not to notice, what with its definite ripples and the sharp V that protruded from his black jeans. The girl felt her mouth go as dry as a desert as her eyes moved down his torso and to the large lump that stuck out from his pants. Her blood suddenly felt very hot and she was overwhelmed with desire and anxiety. Indiscreetly flickering her gaze back to those huge green eyes, she swallowed.
“Alright?” he asked gently, checking in.
The girl tucked a lip under her teeth, “you’re breathtaking.”
Cedric’s huge white smile flashed as he smiled at the girl, ecstatic as he descended upon her lips one more. His hands cradled her face. Her hands splayed across his chest. The orange-red of the fire cast glows and flashes over their form as the two tangled passionately in one another, feeling each other’s smiles as they went. Then his tongue was in her mouth and hers was in his, the two working in sync at each other as their hands went in each other’s hair and they both went stumbling around. Ravenous, the girl swirled her tongue against his, drawing a moan from the boy that made her feral. He fought back at her neck, a spot he newly learned was easy to dominate. The girl’s lashes fluttered, mouth opening as he engulfed the area just below her ear, his long fingers forcing her hair to the side as he vampirically came upon her. Struggling, the girl moved her shaking hands to his jeans. Fighting his tongue, she tried desperately at the hem of his waistband, and then at his zipper, her fingers trembling. At the same time, he’d reached for her bra, which only made her heart quicken and anxiety double. She felt the jeans loosen as the boy blinded her by now kissing her mouth and blocking her view again. She chuckled knowingly into the kiss, forcing the fabric harshly down his form the best she could. She still couldn’t see, but she knew she’d gotten them down part of the way when a hard protrusion sprung up into her front, level with her torso. Cedric groaned into her lips, and she felt the knot in her body tighten at the noise. The popping sound came again as the two came off of each other’s lips. Their foreheads both glinted with a quickly developing sweat, and Cedric leaned down so that he could press his against her own. When his eyes came open, they were massive and dark. But there was also a profound and overwhelming love in them, which she no doubt mirrored.
“Can you go first?” she asked nervously, brushing her fingertips across the V he sported.
He nodded, slowly, drinking her in.
The girl moved her eyes nervously down, staring not-so-subtly as she brought her fingers to the black briefs he wore. The second her hands touched him, he twitched against her, the member beneath stirring at her interest. Her throat was even drier now. Her eyes went back to his, and he was still staring right at her. He nodded with an adorable half-smile. Reciprocating, the girl moved the last layer of fabric down his legs, her mouth nearly dropping as his huge erection came before her. She was utterly speechless as she moved her lips silently, both impressed and terrified at the thought of fitting him. Cedric, reading her, spoke softly.
“You okay?” he asked gently.
She was back on his eyes now, nodding. Not really sure how else to answer him best, the girl moved her hands to her back and unclasped her black bra, letting her breasts fall free. Cedric’s jaw pulsed as his blue-green eyes flashed down and up at lightning speed.
“That’s a yes then?” he ran his tongue over his lips with a flare of his nostrils.
The girl suppressed a smile, “yes.”
“And you’re stunning,” he flattered her further, moving each of his large hands to her hips.
He pulled her against him, and, feeling his member hard against her front, the girl let a long sigh out. She was fighting with not much luck to keep her composure. Cedric still didn’t kiss her, but only stared. He brought her in closer, and she felt her breasts mold to the front of his hard chest. His eyes grew darker, and he swallowed. He leaned in slowly, offering one soft kiss before retracting.
“I’m going to set you down, okay?” he said softly.
The idea of what was next sparked electric tension in her.
“Okay,” she breathed nervously.
Cedric scooped her up and turned her a little, setting her down on the edge of the large rectangular table before the fire. Quickly, he grabbed a stray blanket and timidly set it behind her, for when she would lay back. That’s when she noticed him shaking, too. The girl blinked up at her gorgeous boyfriend in surprise.
“Are you nervous?” she whispered with a smile and a crease of her brow.
Cedric stared down at her with a sheepish grin, “that obvious?”
“What–” she giggled, reaching for his front like a child, “really?”
He tilted his head, snorting, “why is this surprising to you?”
“Well– cause–” she stammered. “I mean, you’ve done this part before.”
The smile on his face softened, his expression melting as he shook his head.
His voice was infuriatingly low as he hummed back, “not with you.”
Her own smile vanished. The butterflies in her stomach attacked. She was yanking him down upon her lips now, the boy letting a noise of surprise out as he kissed her right back, her weight gong down on the table as she lay flat upon the surface. He stayed kissing her as he brought down the rest of his jeans, and then her own pants. Eyes still closed, the both of them engulfed in the sensation of their hot and bare flesh pressed flush together. That feeling in her stomach was practically pulsing now, and she’d never felt more excited or afraid in her life. She could feel Cedric’s length right up against her thighs, which she embarrassingly noticed were dripping all over him, not that he minded at all. And then Cedric’s long fingers were gripping at her breasts, making her tremble into his mouth. Next they were at her stomach, then along her thighs, drawing goosebumps as they went.
He detached for a second.
“Can I–” he began.
“Yes,” she cut him off and forced his lips back down, the boy smirking into her mouth.
His index finger came to the outside of her entrance, where he dipped it ever-so-slightly in her. The girl clenched and moaned and melted like butter. Groaning at her reaction, he slid in further the next time. She was louder, of course, making him all the more frustrated. He pulled out his finger from her, making her pull from his lips in dissatisfaction, but she was soon made still again when he rubbed his thumb against her clitoris. Her head fell back, the boy grinning again as he ran circles against her sensitive spot. As she lifted her head to look, she saw his own descending. Gasping, the girl recoiled in surprise as she felt Cedric’s mouth close at her entrance, his tongue going first inside of her, and then to his thumb, where he aided his fingers outside of her.
“Shit, Cedric,” she went back again, seeing a set of stars alight before her eyes as her body turned to jello.
He responded by inserting his finger into her. Then, gauging her body’s reaction, he tested another. Her whole body tensed and relaxed, her mouth opening as the boy focused his tongue against her clitoris, and his fingers, which he pumped slowly, inside of her. Dissolving, her fingers grabbed at his hair, tugging him by his golden-brown locks as he hummed against her, sending vibrations through her form.
“Oh my god,” she breathed incoherently, her hair falling around her face.
“You okay?” he stopped for a second, interjecting politely.
“Yes, Ced,” she covered her mouth with an embarrassed laugh. “Yes, please. Please, more.”
His lips glistened as he smiled a “good,” and came back down on her. Her legs grew tight as she clasped both of her thighs to the side of the boy’s head, breathy gasps tumbling from her mouth as his fingers worked rhythmically to the beat of his tongue. Feeling her stomach clench like she was about to explode, the girl trembled and shook, fingers going limp in Cedric’s hair as her head rolled back. As his name fell from her, her lidded eyes caught him staring at her, his iris’ huge and dark as he watched Y/N disintegrate. It felt like a hundred fireworks went off and the rope inside her was cut, the girl shaking as she finished onto and into Cedric with a series of short gasps. Heaving, the girl brought a hand to her burning red face as Cedric snaked back over her with a big grin.
“Alright?” he cooed, dropping a kiss on her nose.
She brought a hand to either side of his face with a giddy chuckle.
“Alright,” she beamed breathily, smiling into his wet mouth.
They kissed like that for a minute, the girl regaining her breath as she consumed him with deliberate slowness. Cedric was glowering when she pulled back, hearts practically shining across his eyes. His eyes then widened suddenly as he felt a hand reach his member, his breath short-circuiting.
“Erm–” his visage melted, looking taken aback and bashful all the same.
“Do you have–” she started nervously.
“Yeah, yeah,” Cedric flashed his canines and dropped another kiss on the girl’s nose as he leaned over the table.
Watching as he fished around for a condom in his wallet, the girl sat up against her elbows, glowing in the firelight as she tracked him with giant eyes. Her long hair fell beautifully across her shoulders and breasts, and her legs hung partially open from where he’d been. As he turned, she blinked slowly at him. Her heart was pounding out of her chest now.
Cedric’s face seemed to fall too, looking ever-serious as his eyes fell upon his girlfriend, splayed out poetically before him. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he sucked in a deep breath and descended over her, the girl’s back lowering slowly in matching the lowering of his. His definite muscles came against her chest, his hand sliding through her hair and against her cheek as he bore into her with those ocean eyes. He smelt of aftershave and sweat as he lay into her, cradling her in silence.
“Are you sure?” he murmured at her lips, his voice low.
She brought a palm to his face, dragging her thumb over his cheekbone with a shaky inhale.
“I am,” she assured, bringing her forehead to his again.
He nodded, moving one hand down, the other still on her face, as he propped his thick member against her entrance, making the girl release a small gasp. His eyes were then back again.
“I love you,” he said a second time, his gaze gentle.
She smiled, kissing him gingerly.
“I love you too,” she whispered back nervously.
And then he was entering her, the feeling slow and drawn out as he moved steadily past her folds. She felt her walls tighten at once, the feeling certainly more foreign and larger than that of two fingers. It only hurt a little, the girl thought as she went straining lightly against him with an extended moan of mingled emotions. Cedric pushed a little further, the girl’s eyes shutting as she pressed her forehead harder against his. He brushed his nose against hers, attaching his mouth to her lips as he extended himself fully now, the girl involuntarily pouring a groan out from her mouth and into his.
“Okay?” he mumbled gently against her mouth.
“Yeah,” she nodded, bringing her other hand to his face as well.
He hummed, kissing her more deeply now as she felt his hips move back. Only, as they came back in, it had hurt a lot less, her walls growing comfortable to his cock now. He drew out again, slowly, then back in again. By the fourth time, she was already mewling incoherently. A various set of mumbles dropped from her lips, the boy devouring them all as he rocked his hips slowly back and forth into the girl.
“Good?” he breathed, moving his lips back to her neck.
“Good,” she echoed breathlessly, her head rolling back.
Cedric used his left hand to grab her neck, capturing the girl in a gentle chokehold as he patterned a set of kisses down her throat. His right hand went sliding down her front and to her left breast, which he molded easily into his large hands, his nimble fingers running circles over the girl’s perked up nipples. Overwhelmed, the girl cursed once, then bit her tongue between her teeth to refrain from being too much. Cedric’s right hand was back, and he was sliding his thumb over her closed lips now as if in permission for her noise, but she fought back with a tilt of her head and a shut of her eyes. Playing her game, Cedric rocked his hips a little faster, and the push as he came in was harder as it clashed the bundle of nerves that the girl had pent up for him. His name bounced out in reply, the girl moving to turn her head back away. With his left hand on her throat, Cedric yanked her gently forward, so that she was forced to keep her face level with his, and so that she couldn’t escape his ravenous stare.
“You can look at me. Talk to me, you know,” he encouraged, sliding his thumb from the corner of the girl’s mouth and right between her lips.
The movement caused her to open her mouth, a desperate moan escaping her as it did. Her eyes fluttered open, Cedric looking incredibly impressed as he grinned. He looked so handsome and devilish in his victory that she couldn’t help but blush furiously at his cheek.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured through a low chuckle, pecking her lips. “Talk to me.”
Her heart racing, she moved her hands to his chest, “faster.”
“Faster?” he echoed with a smile, as if he hadn’t heard.
She dug her nails into his chest in reply.
“Okay,” he scrunched his nose with a laugh, quickening his pace.
Then it was him groaning. And, she realized, if Cedric Diggory moaning her name had the same effect as her moaning his did, then she understood his requests. Her fingers splayed over the boy’s muscles as her mouth came open. Cedric dropped his right hand from her face and moved it instead to her hip. He used it to tilt her up a little more, so that the two were angled against each other as he fucked her a little faster. The repositioning made the clenching feeling only stronger in the girl’s body.
“Fuck, Ced,” she moaned, her voice strained as she writhed beneath him, the pleasure growing overwhelming.
They were so sweaty that liquid dripped over and between their fronts, the girl moving her hands to his bicep for a better grip as he found rhythm in his deepening strokes. The gap between them open now, her breasts rolled and bounced to the beat of his movements, Cedric’s eyes moving up as he fixated on her chest, and then to her trembling mouth.
“More,” she uttered.
He didn’t hesitate at all this time, not a second spared for her as he came into her with more force instantaneously. His hips crashed against hers. Each thrum of his digit into her sent a loud slap of his balls to her entrance sounding. The Hufflepuff boy was dropping hard and sharp profanities left and right, his hands sinking into her cheek and face as he used the spots like pinpoints by which to grab and hoist her. The grip he held there was strong as he fucked her harder, the girl rolling into his palm and hips melting into his grasp like honey. Forehead coming off of his, she couldn’t bear to stay fastened in such a way any longer. Instead, she leaned back again on her elbows, Cedric holding her there by her throat as his cock slid easily in and out of her. Feeling euphoric, the two of them held each other’s gaze next, maintaining it there in their whirlwind of lust. Even then, his beautiful cheekbones, the sweat that ran down his nose, and his pink opened lips were hard to see through the cloud of stars that were growing in the girl’s line of vision. He released her neck now, scooping both of his arms under her back, his hands grasped to her petite frame as he held her there and fucked her into the table. The girl writhed and gasped and squirmed, making him hit harder. The table shook beneath her. Her legs were growing tired. The knot inside of her was next to unbearable. Whining, she begged him further. More. Faster. More. Cedric. And more again. He was twitching as he pounded her now, keeping his length buried deep as he attacked her sensitive spot with a series of several sloppy kisses to her mouth.
“Please, Ced. Ced I’m gonna–” she said, practically crying now as tears sprung from her eyes.
“Good,” he encouraged through a sharp breath. “Good.”
Her eyes opened. He was waiting, waiting to watch her unfold. The only sound was their breathing and the definite slap of his thrusts as she winged something absolutely incoherent into his front and arched her head forward.
He caught her chin against two fingers.
“Come,” he said. “Come for me.”
His words alone could’ve pushed her over the edge. The girl went blind, her eyes open but vision going absolutely black as she began to convulse violently in Cedric’s arms. He cooed and kissed her and held her tight to him as he slammed his hips forward, causing the whole table to slide back as the two hit their highs. The girl collapsed into the high-ringing curse that left her lips, her whole body falling limp and back against the table as Cedric finished in her with a huge groan.
“Ced,” she half-mumbled-half-cried as her head rolled to the side.
She felt him leave from inside of her. They were both filthily drenched, the boy’s skin sticky as he pulled his girl into his open arms and held her gently to his collarbones as she recovered from her orgasm.
“Y’okay?” he sighed, kissing her hair with a shuddered breath.
She pulled back, sweaty hair tangled in his long fingers as she stared foggily up into the boy’s eyes.
“I think I am, yeah,” she grinned with a sarcastic taunt, her lids heavy. “You?”
The boy smiled, grasping either side of her face in his palms with a warm chuckle. He didn’t respond as he laughed, kissing her again and shaking his head in awe.
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.
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.’’
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.
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.’’
Summary: When Draco Malfoy starts replying to your heart filled words with snarky comments, you somehow end up tearing the whole room apart while white feathers flutter around in your faces.
Note: based on the song ‘Sometimes by Ariana Grande’ I RECOMMEND YOU LISTEN TO IT WHILE READING :)
“Lets be honest, this is so unusual,” i muttered as I sat between Draco’s legs, his hands weaving through my hair as I slumped deeper against his hard core. “What’s so unusual?” He questioned his fingers now playfully braiding my hair. Pausing for a quick second, i shuffle under him, flipping myself over as I sit opposite him, legs crossed while I gaze straight into his magnetic, alluring eyes.
“I mean- never in a thousand years did I ever think that allmy emotions would be all ‘cause of you,” I elaborated as a small smile curved from the corner of his lips cheekily. “Well your not wrong,”.
What was that supposed to mean?. “I mean there’s so many other clever, smart and beautiful girls out there and well- here I am sat with you,” his voice dripping with what seemed like Sarcasm but at the same time it sounded like he was taunting me. Grabbing at the pillow beside me, I wrapped my arms around it, slightly huffing under my breathe.
“I’m not tempted, even if their beautiful,” I blurted almost quick enough to cut him off from his sentence. I started to sound like I was filled with jealousy but apart of me felt like he was just messing with my head or purposely trying to get on my nerves. “No honestly Draco- I’ve never thought of letting go- I don’t know where I would be without you,” my voice more serious as my hand immediately flew to his wrist, my breathing hitching as I confessed something that had been eating me alive. I’d never seen a future with someone than this immensely gorgeous and loyal, platinum blonde haired boy and I don’t think I’d ever have wanted too either.
“You’d probably end up being very lonely,” he spluttered, making my heart twist as my body started to tense up. He was either being really straightforward or he was just being snarky. Classic Draco Malfoy. Pursing my lips into a fine line, my hand slowly withdrew from him, climbing out of his already made bed, avoiding any sort of eye contact. Desperately clutching onto his soft pillow, my eyes started to well up, my gaze now fixed on the shiny floor beneath me.
Rapidly blinking away my tears, I could hear Him breaking out into a giggle which soon
Distorted into a hysterical sort of laugh, his body falling backwards into a pile of pillows as he seemed to have kicked back and tried to relax. Another trailing whisper of his faint giggle escaped his lips while his eyes wrinkled up and a wide grin plastered his mouth.
A feeling of anger washed over me as i hurled my pillow directly into Malfoy’s direction, a look of frustration smothering my face as his grin drooped. “Are you taking the mickey Malfoy?” I spat as a tear drop slides down my cheek. Springing from the mattress of his bed almost instantly, he made his way around to me, clasping his hands around my body as he pulled me into his chest. “Y/n you know I was only kidding right? I didn’t mean any of that stuff that I said,” he explained, his words becoming muffled as he planted soft kisses onto the top of my head.
Grabbing at my hands, he pulled me down, making me sit on the soft sheets of his bed as his finger lifted my chin up so that I could look straight into his apologetic eyes. “Neither did I ever think that all of my emotions would be because of you.. and no.. your the only girl in Hogwarts who has both the beauty and the brains. I don’t think I’d ever seen a future with someone other than you,” he confessed as he wiped at my tears, a small smile tugging at my lips.
“Your such a baby,” he mumbled, his mouth breaking out into a smile as I narrowed my eyes. “In what way do you mean that?” I asked eagerly, a grin showing up at the surface of my mouth as his gaze fixated on my iridescent features. Ever so sneakily, my fingers slithered towards the pillow that I previously threw at him, fingertips barely away from it. Fisting at the pillow, I brought it up between the two of us as I playfully smacked him across the head.
“Aw! What was that for?” He mentioned as he pouted like a lost puppy. “Payback,” I giggled as one of his brows lifted and his head cocked to the side. “Oh your on!”
—
Pillow fights normally end up with a shit ton of pearly, white feathers flying across the room while the bed was was rearranged in a messy manner, bed sheets hanging onto the mattress for dear life as we fell back onto the bed, our heads softly hitting the material while laughters of pure bliss escaped our throats, our hands intertwining as we looked at the ceiling above, panting breathlessly as we laid against one another just like two peas in a pod. “You know I’ve never thought of leaving you,” he whispered when his breathing returned back to normal. “Not even sometimes,”
the one thing mattheo couldn’t have in his life, he never thought it’d be a girl.
girls came easy, but they were never anything that came to mind too much; he had other things to worry about, things to do.
but he’d never thought that that girl, the girl he wanted, would be one of his best friends girl.
none of his friends were ever loyal, none of them except theo. he was a sucker for those long term relationships because the type of girls who were only looking for one night stands and hook ups made him annoyed and had more issues than he could deal with, it was too bad he got stuck with one exactly like that.
you loved theo, more than anyone, but old habits died hard. especially with all of theo’s friends breathing down your neck, begging for a taste.
but you never gave in, not until mattheo.
when you first met him, he didn’t say a word to you. you weren’t even aware of him half the time, his presence was forgettable till your eyes always seemed to find his and his body always seemed to be pressed up against yours in your dreams.
it soon became very obvious who you wanted and he knew it when he was no longer the one initiating the starring—giving him the go ahead to push your buttons.
“i’ll fuck you straight.”
“yeah, you wish riddle,” you starred back at him with a challenging look, “good luck on getting the chance.”
he scoffed, “you act like you’re so loyal.”
you immediately frowned in annoyance, “and you act like you’re all that.”
he smiled, leaning over to your level, “because i am.”
you rolled your eyes, looking him up and down with what looked like disgust, “hop off your throne, riddle. i love my boyfriend.”
“it sure doesn’t seem like it when you’re looking at me,” he tipped his head slightly, a fake expression of thought coming over his face, “you better work on that, y/n, otherwise i’m not going to be the only one who notices.”
he walked away, but some part of you wished he hadn’t and that the looks you two shared, would be caught on to, so you could just get it over with and finally get to fuck him.
that came sooner rather than later—but not how you thought. the opportunity was practically handed to the two of you when half the boys were out for gallivanting down in the forbidden forest and theo had told you to wait for him in the common room.
it was too bad he was running late.
“why don’t you sit down?” mattheo’s stare was narrowing and studying as he motioned you to sit in the big black leather chair across from him. “you’ve got a while longer to wait.”
you scoffed, “alright, but i’m sure theo-“
“who cares about theodore, he’s probably fucking around with a blonde from ravenclaw, anyway.”
the sentence caught you off guard and made you slightly pause as you sat down. you sure he was just messing with you, but with the right motivation and pressure, theo could get convinced into anything—maybe even fucking around with a blonde ravenclaw.
“he wouldn’t do that.”
“right, because you’re the cheater in the relationship.”
you scowled at him, but your cheeks turned red at the truth of his words. he knew you well for some reason. he knew you weren’t honest—never in any relationship had you ever been in—and he knew you were also easily pressured into things.
“why don’t you show me something,” he nodded toward you, “don’t try to hide your true colors now that we’re alone.”
“piss off.”
“now don’t he so harsh.”
you rolled your eyes, thinking, thinking how wrong this was but still stood up from your seat across from him, and you still slowly glided toward him while your fingers grasped the top buttons of your pure white blouse, “don’t tell.”
“no promises,” he grinned, sipping from the bottle as you were now in front of him, slowly leaning before him still teasing the unbuttoning of your shirt.
“mattheo,” you whined, but still continuing with your actions, giving him a peak of your black laced bra. “you’re not being nice.”
he pulled you to his lap roughly, causing you to gasp as you were now straddling him, “why would i?” his fingers reached where yours were, helping you unbutton the material of your shirt, “you’re so damn teasing all the time.”
you rocked your hips forward, pouting at his words, “shame.” mattheo breath became uneven for the slightest second, his eyes dragging up to yours at the feeling of your heat pressing onto his cock.
“you’re fucking, cunt,” he scoffed, shaking his head with a slight smirk on his face. “don’t act like you don’t want this as much as i do.”
“sure, mattheo,” you tauntingly smiled, rocking back and forth again before pressing your lips against his. he immediately kissed back, his hands slowly pulling the blouse from your arms.
he smelled good and he felt good—you felt you could barely get enough despite how close he was with his arms wrapped around you now, pulling you closer and closer till his chest was pressed against yours.
he was making you desperate, real desperate with his taunting that you could barely keep up the returning taunting facade.
“let me cum in your mouth, yeah?” he pulled away and was already unbuckling his belt from beneath you, cuing you to get off the chair and to your hands and knees as he stood, “be a good girl, suck me off, y/n.”
you nodded slowly, deciding whether if this was really okay… but you suddenly didn’t care, especially when your mouth started watering the moment his cock sprung from his boxers, thick and waiting for you.
“ready, love,” he didn’t wait for your words and he barely waited for you; his hips meeting your mouth, eager, “fuck,” you eased your mouth down his length, eyes already watering even before the tip of his cock touched the back of your throat.
“such a fucking good girl,” he grunted, his hand twirling a make shift pony tail of your hair while his head tipped back, his mind filling of bliss with each suck you took. “you love my cock, don’t you?”
he thrusted into your mouth, face fucking you, helping you induce pleasure as you tried to keep up by running and swirling your tongue along his length.
you couldn’t even think to answer, or hum, or anything. you were enjoying too much and couldn’t help let your mind travel already to fast to the thought of him fucking you.
you could tell he wanted to just by how much enjoyment he was getting from this.
and he pulled out abruptly, leaving spit and precum running down your chin with teary eyes, “let me cum inside you, show theo who really owns your body.”
you let him lay you down against the cold floor, his body hovering over yours as he undone his dress shirt before pulling it off fast with eager fingers, that watched you with dark eyes.
you watched anxiously, your eyes eating every inch of his body and the scars that decorated his tan skin. your chest heaved up and down, your heart pounding, underestimating what he might do with the stare he had.
he gripped his cock, stroking it roughly before laying on your body fully, hiking up your skirt and pushing your parties to the side. he kissed you softly before pushing into you, prompting a sharp whine to resonate from your lips, “take it.”
your hands gripped his shoulders as he slowly inch into you before harshly shoving his full length into your cunt, immediately catching into your sweet spot. a high moan released into the air as your stomach rumbled with pleasure and pain to your walls from just barely getting used to the thickness of his cock.
“fucking whore,” he continued to fuck into you as his mouth began to speak nasty words that made your stomach twist in pleasure, whimpering as he spoke. “you love your boyfriend’s best mate using you like a doll?”
you gasped as his hand caught your face, gripping it harshly, “of course you do,” he smiled devilishly before, slapping the side of your hip, “get on your knees.”
you whimpered as you did so, his hands immediately gripping your hips and continuing to fuck you stupid the moment he pushed into you again. his finger tips pained you as he pressed hard enough to leave bruises.
“i want him to know who fucked you this good,” his hand grasped your throat, pulling you closer to his body as his mouth hovered over your ear before sucking and biting on your neck. “i want him to see what a dirty little whore you are, taking me without denial.”
“mattheo, please,” you whined, grabbing his hand that lied on your hip, “please don’t.”
“don’t what, huh?”
“please don’t leave marks.”
you could feel his cock twitch to the whine of your voice, a grunt resonating from his mouth. he didn’t say a word to reply but began to savor the few minutes left of his high, roughly pumping in and out of you as you moaned—soon coming upon your own.
“who fucks you better, huh?” he leaned back near your face, “me or him, tell me?“
“you mattheo,” you stuttered, feeling your vision go blurry and your limbs grow numb the moment his high came undone and pushed cum deep into your cunt, leaving you marked.
AN:Sorry this took so long to get finished! Been working- BUT! There’s a part 3 coming your way sooner than this took, I pinky swear!
Dear Draco,
I’m so sorry to hear about your wife, mate. Must be a lot of pressure. Is Scorpius okay? I’ll have mum call and check in with Astoria. I’m sure everything will be alright.
Well wishes,
Blaise Zambini
Draco folds the letter in half and tosses it on the table in front of him. He’s a mess. The table top is covered completely in glasses of firewhiskey and takeout. He hasn’t showered in what feels like years, but in actuality, it’s only been roughly three days. Three long, dark days. His mind titters between you and Scorpius. Mostly Scorpius. Another sip of firewhiskey. His head buzzes, his chest glowing from the inside as the whiskey warms him.
He stands, not being able to take it any longer. He grabs his coat, his resolve set as he stumbles out the front door, not even bothering to lock it. What was the point? There’s nothing to steal. Everything he loves is gone, cruelly ripped away from him over something he really has no control over. Well… almost everything.
Despite the summer not fully ending, the air holds a certain chill that rocks Draco to his core. The firewhiskey on his breath mingles with the cool night air, and he works hard to walk in a straight line. He stumbles over the rubble, cursing to himself.
Finally, after knocking into people for miles, keeping his head low, and stumbling around for what felt like hours, he reaches his destination. Only you would have a purple front door. He chuckles to himself, shaking his head. Oh, you. You… You. Your fault.
His anger is back before he knows it and he’s suddenly banging on your door.
“Y/N!” He slurs, dragging your name out as his mind moves slower than his mouth.
The door opens after a moment, and it was obvious he was disturbing you. Hair in a bun, pajamas on, swaddled in a blanket.
“Draco?” You ask, opening the door wider. “Are you- you’re drunk?”
“Yes,” he slurs, his chuckles turning menacing. “Yes, I am drunk, thank you for finally noticing me.”
You sigh, wrapping your arms tighter around your body.
“Come inside,” you offer, widening the door.
Draco looks at you, his face filled with disgust but his eyes holding so much love and adoration. He scoffs past you, pushing his way into your little home.
“This is all your fault,” he slurs again. “Your fault. Gone. Nothing! Just gone. Scorpius.”
“Draco,” you push. “Slow down. What happened to Scorpius?”
“Gone!” Draco shouts, beginning that world famous pace now. “Took him! Gone! You!”
You sigh and lean against the wall, knowing now isn’t the time for reasoning- not when he’s like this. You pinch the bridge of your nose, listening to his ‘took him, gone, you’ mantra over and over again, waiting him out.
“Darling, everything will be oka-“
“Oh, fuck you!” he shouts, finally breaking. He slides down the countertop, dragging his legs against his chest, his heart shattering at the look on your face. He can remember feeling like this one other time in his life- the night he learned he was to kill Dumbledore. And you looked at him that night just as you were looking at him now.
You move towards him slowly, sinking down to sit next to him as his shoulders start to shake. The tears that pour down his face are large and unwavering as he finally just lets go and cries. He rests his forehead on his knees as everything pours into him. You’re alive. His wife has left him. He doesn’t know where his son is. Why didn’t he just wait.
Draco lifts his head for a moment, his own breath caught in his throat as he leans back against the countertop. The cry of anguish that escapes his throat brings tears to your own eyes and you cannot take it anymore. The tears spill over as you grab his face in your hands and kiss him hard. You pour everything into your kiss- the years spent missing him, the tears cried thinking of him, how he must’ve felt, knowing in your heart he’d moved on. The love of your life sitting right in front of you, you can’t let him get away again.
But he pushes you away. Hard.
“How could you?” He demands through his tears. Suddenly on his feet, his teeth grit and though you know he’s on his way to sobering up, there’s still that distinctive slur to his words and the vastness of his pupils. “How fucking dare you! You made me believe you were gone. You made me believe it and then you just show up from the afterlife, ready to start over with me? How selfish are you? How could you do this to me? To us? I love you more than anything else in this world and right now I can’t even spare a glance for you. You ripped my family apart. I blame you! You took him away from me. You’re the reason she’s gone with Scorpius, you’re the reason I don’t have my boy!”
You’re on your feet now, right in his face as you take his words as a slap in the face. How dare he.
“I did everything I could to protect you!” you shout, your own volume matching his.
“I didn’t ask for your protection,” he snarls. “In fact, I didn’t ask for any of this!”
“No, you didn’t,” you shout back. “Would you rather have sat around and waited and worried if I were alive or not for 6 years?”
“Yes!” He erupts. “Yes, I would have! At least I would’ve known you were alive!”
“You don’t know how many times I almost wasn’t,” you admit, your words stringing together faster than you would’ve liked. Your breathing is heavy, matching his as your shouting match continues. “You don’t know how many times I almost made sure I wasn’t! You’re an arse, Draco Malfoy, to blame me for your problems!”
“You are my problem!” He shouts, his face inches from yours. “You and all of my fucking love for you!”
“Yeah, well,” you shout, finally stumbling. He will not win this argument. “Well… Maybe I love you, too!”
“Yeah?” He shouts, nodding his head.
“Yeah,” you say, your resolve settling in. “You think I came back to teach at Hogwarts? If you really think that then you’re a right foul git, just as everyone says! And furthermore, I-“
And suddenly, his lips are shutting you up in full force against yours. You wrap your arms around his neck, allowing him to take full control of the kiss. Your mouth opens, inviting his tongue in as he pushes you against the counter. Draco’s fingers tug at your hair and you groan against his lips. His hands trail down your waist, grabbing your hips and lifting you onto the countertop.
“You drive me mad,” he growls against your lips, his hands tugging at your hair once again. “Absolutely fucking mad.”
“Draco,” you groan. Your head falls back as his lips nip at your neck, sucking softly. “I want you so bad.”
“Y/N,” he moans, his hands roaming.
“Y/N,” he says, this time more forcefully.
You scrunch your eyebrows, looking down at him from the countertop.
“Y/N!” Followed by a banging on your door.
You open your eyes, taking note of your bedroom around you. It was just a dream. A cruel, sick, unusual form of punishment dream. More banging.
“Coming,” you groan.
You flip the covers off of you and move through your kitchen and living room, keeping your duvet wrapped tightly around you as you pull the front door open.
“About time,” Draco utters, pushing past you and into your home.
“Uh, come in,” you say, rubbing your eyes, trying to rub the dream from your mind. “I’ll start some tea.”
“I came for a reason,” Draco says, wringing his fingers together. “I needed to talk to somebody.”
“Oh,” you nod. “Alright.”
You flit about the kitchen, filling the kettle with water and turning it on to boil, your cheeks redder than necessary.
Draco watches you from across the kitchen, his eyes following you as if you’d disappear again if he didn’t. His heart thuds but he plays it cool, crossing his arms over his chest as the silence stretches between you two.
“Astoria left,” he finally says. Your eyes snap to his quickly, and you can see the pain in his eyes.
“She did?” You ask, watching him.
“Yeah,” he nods. “I told her everything. She pushed me to have another baby with her, but I told her I didn’t want another one.”
“I’m guessing she didn’t take that well?” You ask, your voice lilted.
“Nope,” he says, his eyes moving to the floor. “So she left… And she took Scorpius with her.”
“No,” you gasp. “Do you know where they went?”
“No,” he says, shaking his head. The kettle whistles and you move quickly, dunking teabags into two mugs and pouring the hot water on top. You gesture to the couch and he sits quickly, almost uncomfortably, as you hand him his tea. “Thanks.”
You nod and sit at the opposite end of the couch, tucking your feet under your legs, relishing in the warmth of the mug between your cold fingers.
“She can’t just take him,” you say, your voice coming out more stern than you anticipated. “You’re his father. This just isn’t right, Draco.”
“I know,” he nods, taking a sip of his tea. His face is haunted as he stares absently into his cup, his eyebrows scrunch together. More than anything did you hate seeing him like this. So sad, so lost.
“Well… let’s go get him back,” you say, tilting your head.
“How?” He asks, his shoulders sinking further. “I don’t even know where they are.”
“I know some people,” you suggest, shrugging lightly. “I traveled through villages near here and met a lot of really great witches and wizards. Maybe I could call in some favors?”
“It’s alright,” Draco sighs. “Astoria’s too smart to go somewhere remote. She’s close… I know she is.”
You scoot towards him and take his mug, placing both on the little coffee table. You grab Draco’s hands in your own, forcing him to look you in the eye.
“She’ll come back,” you say, sounding more confident about it than you actually felt. “Scorpius is safe. That’s what’s important. We’ll find them, I promise.”
“You’ll help me?” He asks, and his voice reminds you of the broken boy from sixth year. “Really?”
“Of course I will, Dray,” you sigh.
“Why would you do that?”
You sigh again, leaning back against the plush cushions as you wrap your blanket tighter around you.
“Because I love you, Draco,” you admit, not meeting his gaze. “I always will.”
Draco’s eyes water, but he blinks his tears away the way he always does. He nods once, swallowing hard as he finally looks at you.
“I thought I’d never hear you say that again.”
“I didn’t intend to say it again,” you say quietly.
Draco scoots even closer to you and grabs your hands again. He’s gentle as his thumb rubs the back of your hand, moving to rub your palm and up your arms until he’s cradling your face and finally, finally kissing you. His kisses are soft and gentle- not at all as they were in your dream- and you relish in the warmth of his lips.
“What do we do?” You ask against his lips, your eyes remaining closed as you savor the moment with him.
Draco pulls away slowly. “I need to get my son back. If that means going with Astoria’s wishes until I can figure something out, then so be it.”
Your face is cool as he removes his hands and stands, moving towards your front door.
“I’m sorry,” you say, though for what you aren’t sure.
“Don’t be,” he says. He turns towards you, and the lilt of a smile is etched into his features. “I love you.”
Astoria,
I might be in the wrong for a lot of things, but I’ve never been wrong about Scorpius. How dare you take him from me. You may think you hold the power, but you don’t. I’ll get Scorpius back, don’t you worry. Remember- I know too much.
You’re bored, the most bored you’d ever been perhaps. You’ve been sitting in the library with Draco for hours, waiting for him to finish up his essay. Finally you got so bored you started mindlessly chatting with him even though he’d barely respond.
“So what color do you think I should get?” You ask your boyfriend while picking at your chipped nail polish.
“I think that if you’d just shut up I’d already be done with this potions essay.”
Ouch. He didn’t even look up from the parchment paper.
“Sorry for inconveniencing with you with my presence, I won’t be bothering you anymore.” You say as you gather your stuff and storm out the library, your feelings hurt. How dare he speak to you like that.
Disclaimer:The content which is displayed below holds themes that are considered mature, minors are not to interact, thank you
Pairing:Draco Malfoy x female reader
Summary: Catching Draco in the position you did was the most unexpected thing you could think of. Things escalate as the tension thickens. From there, the last month of your project brings a craved love for the both of you.
Warning:Angst – not really, but just in case, fluff – soft!draco things, smut – p in v (minors dni).
Side note: The last part of my first mini-series for the harry potter fandom. I really enjoyed writing this, even though I took forever!!
“You can uncover your eyes.” Draco said not meeting your eyes as you lowered your hand.
“I’m so sorry that I barged in like that.” You said embarrassed.
“No, its not your fault. I should’ve kept track of time” He stepped forward to pass by you in order to retrieve his clothes.
His bare chest brushed by you as he passed, and you could feel the body heat emanating from him.
“I’ll be in the kitchen while you change.” You said and stepped out of the room.
The tension between you two seemed to intensify as your eyes met his when he nodded in response.
Once you were in the kitchen, your mind wouldn’t stop drifting away from the look of pleasure on Draco’s face, and the fact that he was moaning your name amplified it further.
There was an odd feeling of superiority in you knowing that he had thoughts of you while being bare and in euphoria.
The opening of Draco’s room door caught your attention and he stepped out fully clothed this time. It was utter silence between you two, for the reason that you both didn’t know what to say.
“Shall we get started?” He broke the silence.
“Yes, for sure. Of course.” You stumbled over your words.
You did quick work of taking out the progress of your project and beginning from where you left.
Although you two tried to ignore the tension the entire time, it was no lie that Draco had you squirming in your seat when he would lean over you to read what you had written or when he would put his hand on your shoulder to get a better look.
It brought back a particular night you spent alone in your dorm when your best friend was out. Draco had been on your mind, and you were feeling quite aroused that day.
Trailing your hands between your legs you imagined those greyish silver eyes looking down at you-
“Are you alright?” He finally asked when you didn’t seem to be paying attention.
“Uhm, yeah I’m okay.” You replied while your face heated up.
You gazed down to recollect your thoughts when you saw the bulge in Draco’s pants.
When Draco saw that your attention was elsewhere, he looked to the direction of your eyes and smirked.
“You seem a little distracted there y/n.” He stated with a small smirk.
Draco saying your name brought you out of your thoughts once again.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me today.”
“I’ve got an idea what it maybe.” Draco mumbled for you to not hear.
“We can take a break if you want to.” He said leaning back in the chair next to you.
“Do you want me to leave?” You asked without thinking.
“Leave? Why?”
“Well, earlier I interrupted you and I’m sure it’s not comfortable having to get to work right after not finishing what you were doing.”
Draco found this to be amusing, clearly because you were aroused and affected by what happened, but also at the fact that you were always a nervous wreck around him.
“Don’t you want to finish what you were doing?” You said unsure if you worded it correctly.
“Finish what exactly?”
“Pleasuring yourself.” You said biting you lip and glancing down.
Draco didn’t know how to reply to what you said.
“Have you ever done that? Pleasure yourself?” He asked curiously.
Not knowing what made you do it, but you nodded to him in response.
“How often do you do it?” He asked crossing his arms and running his eyes up and down your body.
His mind began to put together images of you in bed, with your hand between your legs and head thrown back in pleasure.
“Just when things get too overwhelming for me.” You admit.
To be completely honest, you never had much time to pleasure yourself when you shared a dorm room with your best friend. Only when life had gotten to the point of you feeling overwhelmed did you try to find opportunities to escape the realities of life.
“So, pleasuring yourself is like an escape for you?”
You couldn’t believe that you were having this conversation with Draco Malfoy, it seems to be true in saying to expect the unexpected.
“I guess you could put it like that.” You say with a small chuckle.
“What do you think about?” He moved his body in such a way that he was now fully facing you.
“Things I can only imagine doing.”
Draco’s breath hitches as you say those words.
“How about you? What do you think about?” A sudden boost in confidence comes to you.
He laughed at your question, but when he spoke, his voice had become much deeper than before, “Don’t act like you didn’t hear your name leave my lips.”
The space between you two seemed to be too far at the moment, and in a haste, you two moved towards one another and allowed your lips to meet in the middle.
His hands made its way on your waist and hoisted you up and on his lap so that you were straddling him.
Your hands went around your neck and into his hair as you two fought in the heat of the kiss.
A moan escaped your lips at the feeling of Draco’s cool hands on your back underneath your shirt.
“Take it off.” You said against his lips.
“Are you sure?” He asked pulling away from your lips.
“Yes.”
When you managed to take off your shirt, Draco looked to your breasts with desire filled eyes.
“Fuck.” He mumbled and started laying kisses from your neck to your breasts.
You sighed at the feeling; Draco’s kisses made goosebumps rise on your skin.
“Feeling cold?” He smiled when he looked to you, when you nodded, he made the choice of standing up and wrapping your legs around his lap. He made his way to his room, where it was much warmer.
He laid you down on the bed and made his way to between your legs.
“Before we go any further, I just want to clarify that before any of this I genuinely felt something very strong for you from when we were in Hogwarts. I don’t want you to think that I’m doing this just because we’re working on a project together.”
He had to make it known to you, after years of silently pining after you, he didn’t want to ruin the moment he’d been craving for the longest time.
“Are you serious? You’re such a twat. Throughout being in Hogwarts I thought you loathed me… Godrick, you’re so lucky that all I want to do is kiss you right now.” You say before leaning on your elbows and kissing him.
Draco smiled against your lips and wasted no time in removing his clothes while you did the same with yours.
When you were both bare and exposed to one another, your eyes trailed down his body and to his length which seemed to be fully aroused.
“You’re already so wet for me.” He growled as his hands went down your body and between your legs.
“Only for you.” You said and moved your hips in accordance with his hand.
“That feel good for you? You like how my fingers are rubbing your clit.”
His dirty words made you even wetter if it’s possible. Your hands were clenching the pillow beneath your head since Draco was sat up between your legs, moving his cock in his hand.
“Play with your tits for me.” He demanded as he picked up in the pace he was rubbing your clit, abiding by what he said, you felt yourself one step closer to pleasure.
“What’re you thinking about y/n? Tell me baby.” Draco noticed the glazed over look in your eye and knew your mind was miles away.
“You fucking me, deep, hard and fast.”
Draco felt himself losing the little bit of control that he had been holding back on.
“Is that what you want?” He asked looking at you with furrowed brows as he felt his cock becoming sensitive.
You nodded your head in response, but this wasn’t enough for Draco. He had to hear the words.
“No, you have to tell me.” He stopped rubbing your clit with his fingers and instead took his cock and ran the tip up and down the lips of your wet pussy. Occasionally making contact with your clit.
“I want you to be the first to fuck me.”
Your words shocked him. Be the first?
He momentarily stopped and looked down at you, “Y/n, have you never…” He let the question linger in the air.
“No.” You whispered, scared at what his reaction would be.
“And you want me to be the first?” He asked gaping at you.
“Yes.”
Draco felt something within him snap and he leaned forward to claim your lips, once again moving his hip to rub his cock along the lips of your pussy.
“You sure that’s what you want? Me to be the first to fuck you? To make you feel good, huh? I’m going to ruin you for anyone else.” He said hooking his hand around your neck and whispering the words in your ear.
“Yes please, I’ve wanted you for so long.” You moan at the feeling of his hand around your neck.
Smiling a devious smile, Draco drew back and gazed down at you.
He looked down to between your legs and took his cock in his hand to align his cock at the entrance of your pussy – which was wet and ready for him.
His gaze was back on you as he leaned forward and captured your lips in his, getting lost in the feeling of the kiss, your minded drifted away and in that moment, Draco thrust his hips forward.
You gasp into the kiss, but this doesn’t stop Draco as he gently and slowly rocks his hips back and forth against you.
The slight pain slowly disappears as you grow accustomed to his size and the feeling of being full.
“So big.” You mutter and look to him with furrowed brows.
Draco appreciated the comment as it drove him more to making you feel good.
“Yeah? You like my big cock in your tight pussy?” He teased further as his hands massaged your breasts.
You nodded in response to his question, not being able to answer. You were too concentrated at the feeling within yourself.
“Oh fuck.” You moaned out as he changed the angle and lifted your legs over his shoulders.
The pace in which he was moving at increased when you began to move your hips along with him.
“You feel so good baby, so tight and wet for me.” He spoke provocatively.
Draco found it harder to not cum as you clenched around him.
He momentarily moved away from you, causing his cock to slip out of you. He turned you over so that you were now on your tummy. You lethargically laid on your front as he lifted your ass up in the air and once again thrusted into your pussy.
“I like this position better, because I’m able to…” Before the words left his mouth you felt the spank of his hand on your ass.
The sting only caused your more pleasure.
“I’m gonna cum.” You said weakly into the sheets.
Draco smirked at your words, “Does me spanking you make you want to cum?” He asked mockingly.
Another spank was delivered to your ass and soon as found yourself moaning Draco’s name into the sheets as his hips stuttered against your hips till, he released himself inside you. The headboard at this point had been bouncing off the wall and causing a noise.
Although all Draco could hear were the moans and groans being made between the two of you. He kept thrusting into you, chasing the feeling of pleasure you both were feeling.
Long moments passed by as you and Draco moved around to be more comfortable.
“That was quite something.” You said gazing at him shyly.
“Definitely… we have a lot to talk about after this, because I’m not going to go back to ignoring each other after this project is done.” He stated looking at you seriously.
“I know, that’s the last thing I want.” You said kissing him.
“Besides, this isn’t something enemies would do.” You chuckle as he rolls his eyes.
Request: Yes / NoPoly! Drarry x reader, reader being a brat and they don’t like it with breeding kink, thanks Anon
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Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter x Fem!Reader
Word count: 3709
Warnings: SMUT!
Y/N: Your Name
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Draco, Harry, and I have been in a secret relationship for two years now. I could tell right away they secretly liked each other and it worked out when they both tried to ask me out at the same time. So our relationship began and no one had any idea. But lately they haven’t been paying much attention to me and it was making me annoyed. I knew there was only one thing I could do, but I also knew it would surely result in a punishment, but I was a sucker for those.
Just before dinner I was in my room and took my panties off. I lubed up a plug I got as a gift from my boyfriends and slipped it into my tight little asshole. I put on one of my shorter skirts and unbuttoned the two top buttons on my shirt without putting my bra back on. I smirked at myself in the mirror and made my way to the Great Hall. I walked in and a few eyes were following me as I took my seat at the Ravenclaw table. I looked at the Slytherin table and Draco was staring at me with dark and hungry eyes. I smirked at him and turned to see what Harry looked like. His eyes were open wide and his mouth hung open slightly. I was just getting started. All through dinner the boy’s eyes never left me and I made sure to put on a show. I leaned over the table just a bit more and I was sure Harry was getting a nice view of my arse and Draco was getting the perfect view of my tits. I made sure to move a lot more than I would so they would see my tits bounce and I wiggled my arse just a bit.
“Room of Requirement, ten minutes.” Harry whispered in my ear as he passed. I felt my pussy twitch a bit and smirked. I saw Draco give him a very slight nod and they each left. I finished my food and quickly excused myself from my friends. I made my way to the Room of Requirement as fast as I could without looking suspicious. When I walked into the room it had turned into the playroom each of us used just for occasions like this. I didn’t have any time to take in the surroundings or even speak because Draco had grabbed me and pulled me over to Harry, who was sitting on the bed. Draco pushed me onto his lap and Harry flipped my skirt up, revealing my lack of panties and the plug sticking out of my arse. I felt their gaze linger for a moment before Harry’s hand made contact with my arse.
Smack!
Thwack! Harry’s hand slammed against my arse over and over, but I hardly made a sound.
“Let me know when you start hitting me.” I giggled, kicking my feet back and forth playfully as he spanked me.
“Let me help you, it seems like you’re having trouble doing it right.” I said and arching my back, pushing my ass even higher. Draco grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back, forcing my ass back down.
“You’ve had this enormous plus in your arse all night, you little slut?” He asking in my ear.
“Yes, I needed something to satisfy me. Couldn’t count on you two. Didn’t you see me wiggling against the bench during dinner?” I asked with a smirk.
“You’re being a brat! You’ll need to be punished harder.” He said.
“Promise?” I asked while batting my eyelashes. Draco pulled me off Harry’s lap so I was now standing in front of the both of them as he sat next to Harry. I started rubbing my tits through my shirt, staring right at the both of them.
“Take off your dress.” Harry said.
“And your bra.” Draco adds. I did as I was told and one I was standing naked in front of their hungry eyes I smirked while they stared.
“Oops, did I forget to wear underwear?” I asked.
“You’re such a slut.” Draco growled.
“Oh, I don’t think that’s a very nice word.” I pouted and lent down to rub their cocks through their trousers.
“No?” Harry asked.
“Nope, it’s missing something.” I smirked.
“What?” Harry asked and I could tell they were both trying to guess, but they were also being distracted by their throbbing cocks.
“Use your imagination.” I said and bit my lip, making both of them groan.
“Dirty slut?” Harry asked and I shook my head.
“No.” I answered.
“Nasty slut?” Draco guessed.
“Nope!” I giggled. I knew they couldn’t think properly when I played with their cocks.
“Stop that!” Harry said and pushed my hand away.
“We can’t fucking think properly!” Draco growled, also pushing my hand away.
“Oh, are you two having trouble concentrating?” I asked, innocently. I turned around, bending over. My arse was still nice and red from Harry’s little ‘punishment’. I started moving the plug in small circles in my arse, in and out as well.
“Is that better?” I asked. Once in a while I would lower myself down so my pussy brushed against one of their cocks, but would switch between them.
“Fuck!” Harry groaned.
“Fucktoy! Cunt! Cocksleeve!” Draco growled.
“No dummy.” I giggled.
“I said it was missing something. You boys had part of it, but then I guess something distracted those big brains for yours and now you’re getting colder.” I said, pushing the plug in and out, around and around, still dipping down to taste their clothed cocks with my pussy.
“Uh…” Harry said and I let the two of them think while enjoying the little show.
“Okay, fine, I’ll give you boys a hint.” I smirked over my shoulder at them.
“The first part is what I want all over my face.” I said.
“Cum!” Harry nearly shouted.
“Cumslut!” Draco said.
“Yes! Took you two long enough. You’re kind of slow, I nearly came all by myself fucking my tight littel asshole while you both sat their like idiots.” I said.
“What did you call us!?” Draco growled.
“Idiots… You’re both idiots that don’t know a cumslut when they see one.” I said. Draco stood up and grabbed me by the throat, his other hand taking the end of the plug from me.
“Is that right?” He asked.
“Yeah. I called you both idiots, what are you gonna do about it?” I asked.
“Oh… I have a few things in mind.” He said and pushed the plug all the way into my ass. I moaned and bit my lip.
“You, our little cumslut, have been non-stop bratty all night and I can’t speak for Harry, but I’ve had enough.” He said, his eyes darkening.
“I agree.” Harry said, standing next to Draco. Draco pulled my hair to my ear right next to his mouth. Harry roughly grabbed my cunt and squeezed hard, making me gasp.
“We’re going to punish you and make you serve our cocks.” Harry said.
“You’re going to be an obedient little cumslut and maybe, just maybe, we’ll let you cum too.” Draco said and I bit my lip. I shuddered against them and tried my best to hold back my moans.
“Get down on your knees in front of us.” Draco said, releasing my throat as the two of them sat back down. I did as I was told.
Thwack!
Whack! Each of them slap my tits over and over again. They loved smacking my tits and I loved it too. I moaned again and they smirked.
Once my tits are bright pink I knew this part of my punishment was complete. My chest is heaving as I pant.
“Take off our trousers.” Harry commanded. Immediately I undid his belt and zipper. Harry stood so I could pull his trousers completely, then I did the same with Draco. Both their cocks were rock hard and begged for attention. I started at each one lustfully, my mouth watering at the thought of pleasing them.
“Give me your cocks, I want to suck them! I want you to fuck my face with them!” I begged. Draco smacked my face and I whimpered slightly.
“Ask like a good girl and you may just get what you want.” He said.
“Please Daddy, please Sir, please let me suck your cocks!” I begged and they smirked.
“Good girl.” Harry said.
“Go on then, suck our fucking cocks like the little cumslut you are.” Draco said. I bent down and took Harry in my mouth first, bocking up and down quickly. Harry let me suck is cock furiously before I was pulled off by a fistful of my hair. My lips were wet and there was a bit of spit starting to run down my chin.
“Do you like sucking his cock?” Draco asked.
“Mmmm, yes! I love Daddy’s yummy cock!” I answered.
“Such a good girl.” Harry said.
“What about Sir’s?” Draco asked, but before I could answer he pushed my head down onto his cock, holding my head still as he thrusted into my mouth. I made slurping sounds that I know both boys loved as Draco fucked my face. Eventually he pulled me off to catch my breath and I looked up at him disappointed.
“I thought you said you were going to punish me.” I pouted.
“Fucking brat.” He growled and pushed my head back down onto his cock. He thrusted even harder and deeper than before. He lifted off the bed, giving me every last bit of his cock. I started gagging, but he held me down a bit longer.
“Ah!” I gasped when he finally let me off his cock.
“I love your cock down my throat, Sir!” I said. Draco rubbed his soaked dick over my lips and cheeks. He was spreading my spit across my face.
“Is this what you wanted slut?” Harry asked.
“Is this what all the bullshit was for, so we would fuck your fac with our cocks?” Draco asked.
“Mmmm, yes! I wanted to drive you both crazy so you’d punish and fuck me like the bratty little cumslut I am!” I said with a smile.
“Well it worked.” Draco said, standing up and pulling me with him by my hair.
“Now bend over!” He said. I turned around and bent over the bed, my hand supporting me, my arse in the air, plug still deep in my arse. Draco gave my cheeks a few smacks and I yelped in surprise, but not in pain. Without warning, Draco plunged his cock into my soaking cunt and started fucking me hard. He was thrusting so hard that I had to brace myself from being pushed all the way down on the bed.
“Fuck yes! Fuck me with that amazing cock! Fuck me!” I yelled.
“Shut up!” Draco growled and pushed me down until my open mouth was met with Harry’s cock. He continued to punch into my wet cunt, gripping me by the hips and pulling me back on his dick with every thrust. He was going as deep and as hard as he could, while simultaneously gagging me on Harry’s cock.
“You like that, you little whore?” He said as he pulled on my hair, but didn’t pull me off Harry’s dick. I moaned around Harry and he tangled his finger in my hair while groaning. I felt my pussy contract and flood Draco’s cock with my cum. I shuddered beneath them and moaned loudly. Draco came to a stop.
“You just can’t help yourself can you, you little brat? I told you we would decide if you get to cum!” He growled and pulled out of me, making me whimper.
“But-”
“No.” Draco cut me off.
“You disobeyed us again. Get up here!” He said.
“But, but, it was just so good! Your cock was pounding into me so hard! I couldn’t help myself!” I said.
“You haven’t been able to help yourself all night.” Harry said and I pouted.
“You’re gonna learn a lesson in fucking control!” Draco said. He gripped my hair and flipped me over so I was laying on my back. He roughly pushed my legs up and back until my knees were up near my tits. Harry held them in place as they both looked at my now exposed wet cun and plugged asshole.
“You are to stay absolutely still and silent, you little slutty brat! Not a twitch or a pepp!” Draco ordered.
“But what are you going to do to me?” I asked and he smacked my cunt, hard. I grunted, but mostly in pleasure.
“Not a word!” He growled again.
“Word!” I said, smirking.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Princess.” Harry warned, but Draco was having none of it.
Thwack! He smacked my cunt again.
“Ooooh, that tickles!” I giggled. Draco smacked my pussy a few more times and each time I lifted my body a bit more, welcoming the smacks.
“No!” Thwack! “More” Thwack! “Talking!” Draco growled in between smacks. I still had a small smirk on my face, but mostly just a lustful look. I stayed silent.
“Good. Now, no sound and no movement.” He said again. Draco shoved two fingers into my soaking pussy, moving them slowly back and forth. He looked back up at me and my smirk had fully disappeared. I was now desperately horny. My eyes were closed and I was biting my lip to hold in my sounds. He withdrew and added another finger. He just left them there as I enjoyed the sensation. I didn’t make a sound or even attempted to move. He pulled out once again and added a fourth finger, stretching my hole. I didn’t make a sound, but bit down harder on my lip as my breathing got heavier. I started shaking and my hands gripped the bed sheets. Draco again left his hand for a while before withdrawing again. After a moment he pushed all five fingers into me. Slowly he slid into me, centimeter by centimeter. I tried my best to stifle a sigh of pleasure as the heel of his hand eased into me. Now his whole hand was in my cunt! Against my better judgment, I made my way down to my arse and started jiggling the plug in my ass. I was quivering in pleasure.
“Judging by the size of that plug, you like being filled up, don’t you little slut?” Draco asked.
“You like having Sir’s whole hand up your little cunt?” Harry asked. I nodded, somehow remembering to stay silent. Very slowly, Draco relaxed his fingers, letting them expand a little inside my pussy.
“You like me stretching your fucking pussy? Gonna be nice and easy for us to fill you up with our cum.” He said. It was too much for me. I grabbed his forearm and started to move it gently deeper and then shallower in my pussy and I jiggled the plug.
“Would you like that Princess? You want us to fuck some babies into that open little cunt of yours?” Harry asked.
“Oh Merlin!” Yes!” I moaned.
“Oh fuck that feels so good!” I said as I threw my head back slightly. I moved my hand from the plug to my clit and started to rub the swollen nub furiously.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Yes! Fucking fill me! Unnf, I’m cumming again! Oh Merlin!” I jerked, moaned, and screamed as I came once again. I felt myself gush onto Draco’s hand.
“Oh fuck fuck fuck! Oh my fucking holes are so full holy shit! Ahhhh!” I screamed. Draco waited till I was still again and withdrew his hand, now soaked in my juices.
“No talking and no moving shouldn’t have been hard, but you just won’t listen! Playing with your plug and clit! Yelling and thrashing about like a little slut!” Draco said, surprisingly calm.
“That’s not fair!” I pouted, still breathing hard.
“You fist fucked me and I just loved feeling so full-”
“Fair!? Fair!? You teasing and taunting us all through dinner wasn’t fair either. I’m trying to teach you a lesson in obedience and you just won’t learn! You know what that means!” Draco shouted.
“More punishment,” I asked. I extended my leg, which Harry had let go, and rubbed his cock with my foot. Draco growled and pushed my foot away. He climbed up and straddled my stomach. With one hand he started pinching my nipples mercilessly, while he thrust three fingers into my mouth.
“Mmmmm” I moaned.
“Hold her arms.” He tells Harry, which he does. Harry was looking on worried that Draco might hurt me, but I knew I could take it. Draco withdrew his fingers, now covered in my spit that mixed with my cum. He smeared the mixture onto my tits, making them wet. He moved up until his cock was between my tits. He squeezed them together until they enveloped his cock. He started thrusting between them and I moaned.
“Keep her quiet, would you?” He asked Harry. He pushed his cock into my mouth and I was no longer able to make noise as his cock fucked my throat. Draco grabbed my tits by my nipples with one hand while the other began fucking my pussy with three fingers. I was now completly full while Draco fucked my tits.
“You like that, you little slut, hmmm? You like all your little holes filled?” Draco asked. I couldn’t answer, so I just moaned.
“I think it’s time to give our little cumslut some cum, don’t you?” Draco asked Harry.
“Oh fuck yeah, let’s fill her little cunt full of our babies.” Harry groaned.
“You can go first.” Draco said. Harry jumped at the opportunity and quickly moved to position himself at my entrance. Draco pulled his fingers from my pussy and pushed them into my mouth to keep me silent. Harry ripped the plug from my arse and pushed his way inside first. My eyes widened and Draco smirked down at me.
“What’s wrong? Daddy’s not fucking the hole you want?” He said with a fake pout. I groaned as Harry roughly fucked my asshole. He pushed his way deep inside me and I was screaming around Draco’s fingers.
“You would think that plug would have warmed her up.” Harry groaned and Draco chuckled darkly.
“Perhaps she’s not as big of a slut as we thought.” He said and I screamed loudly when Harry somehow went deeper into my arse.
“Dgadgddy!” I moaned around Draco’s fingers.
“Shhh, be a good girl and Daddy will fill you nice and full with his cum.” Harry said and started rubbing my clit.
“Ugh!” I moaned and Draco pinched my nipples harder.
“Daddy said be a good girl, so shut up and take it.” Draco growled. Harry fucked my arse for a few more moents before he groaned and pulled out. He quickly pushed his cock into my pussy and I felt him painting my walls white.
“There you go, good girl.” Harry praised and I moaned loudly. Draco quickly got off me and it was only a second after Harry pulled out that Draco pushed his way roughly inside me.
“Ahhhh!” I screamed and Harry came and cradled my head as Draco fucked me.
“Shhh, it’s alright Princess. Let Sir fill your pretty little cut with his babies and then you can cum again.” Harry soothed.
“Fuck I love you slutty littel cunt! It feels even better after it’s been properly painted.” Draco moaned and continued his fast and rough pace.
“Daddy! Sir!” I moaned and Harry gripped my hands.
“Looks like all we needed to do was fuck the brat right out of her.” Draco groaned.
“S-So good!” I moaned. Draco started playing with my very over-stimulated clit and I screamed as tears gathered in the corner of my eyes.
“Shhh, just a little longer Princess. You’re doing so well.” Harry said.
“Gonna look so sexy with a nice swollen stomach.” Draco moaned and thrusted deeper. My mind was finally all fuzzy and I felt like I was floating. I could hear Harry praising me and Draco moaning, but I couldn’t focus on anything properly.
“Fuck I’m cumming!” Draco moaned and stilled inside of me. I felt his cum fill me up and when it finally stopped he pulled out. Draco gathered his and Harry’s cum and pushed it back inside me with his fingers. I whimpered and struggled to pull away.
“Shhhh, gotta make sure it all stays in there. Gotta make sure you’re nice and full with our babies.” Draco whispered gently and continued fucking me with his fingers slowly.
“‘T’s too much!” I whimpered and Harry stopped Draco.
“She’s had enough.” He said and they both looked at me. Harry pulled me in for a hug while Draco was muttering some spells.
“Hey Y/N? Are you alright?” Harry whispered as I cuddled into him.
“Fine, Daddy.” I answered, sleepily.
“It’s Harry baby, Harry.” He said and I shook my head.
“Hey love, you’re all nice and clean now.” Draco said, joining us on the bed and also cuddling me. I shook my head and him and looked up at him with a smile.
“No Sir, I’m a dirty little slut.” I giggled.
“No love, you’re Y/N. You’re our precious girlfriend Y/N.” He said, gently rubbing my arms.
“Come back to us baby.” Harry whispered.
“I’m right here, Daddy.” I said, confused. Both Harry and Draco snuggled closer to me and started gently kissing my face all over.
“You did so good, baby.” Harry whispered.
“The best girlfriend in the world.” Draco said. I slowly felt myself coming back to my senses and blinked a few times, taking in my surroundings.
“H-Harry? Draco?” I whispered.
“Hey love, you did so good.” Draco said.
“Thank you.” I said.
“Why were you being such a tease tonight?” Harry asked.
“I just wanted you two to pay attention to me…” I answered and Draco sighed.
“All you needed to do was ask…” He said and kissed my head.
“But that was a lot more fun!” I giggled and they shook their heads.
Hii! I wanna create a public, collaborative playlist for everyone with songs that remind you of fred and/or george!
I already added “freddy my love” and “this side of paradise”
So add as many songs as you’d like that you listen to when thinking of them! Or just remind you of them! I would love for you to comment the songs you added and why!
Hii! I wanna create a public, collaborative playlist for everyone with songs that remind you of fred and/or george!
I already added “freddy my love” and “this side of paradise”
So add as many songs as you’d like that you listen to when thinking of them! Or just remind you of them! I would love for you to comment the songs you added and why!
Feel free to share the playlist!
Here’s the link:
Update: for the past few months a spam account called “RapGame” has been spamming the playlist with an entire album of a amateur band called Morisdown. I’ve tried to report them several times but Spotify doesn’t have a report spam option. I’ve been deleting them everytime but they pop up again after a day or 2. So if you often listen to a playlist and you notice these songs in there, please delete them and report the account. Thanks!
Hii! I wanna create a public, collaborative playlist for everyone with songs that remind you of fred and/or george!
I already added “freddy my love” and “this side of paradise”
So add as many songs as you’d like that you listen to when thinking of them! Or just remind you of them! I would love for you to comment the songs you added and why!
Hii! I wanna create a public, collaborative playlist for everyone with songs that remind you of fred and/or george!
I already added “freddy my love” and “this side of paradise”
So add as many songs as you’d like that you listen to when thinking of them! Or just remind you of them! I would love for you to comment the songs you added and why!
We’re off to a great start! 27 songs already! But of course we’d all love for you to share even more songs that remind you of Fred and/or George! Any song you like can be added!
I would also love to know the reason why it reminds you of them or what you imagine while listening to the song(s)
summary;after spending the night of the yule ball with renowned slytherin, draco malfoy, you catch his eye at breakfast. the boy seems to be hell-bent on seeing into your thoughts, and so you let him — but now you think he might’ve seen too much.
word count; 1kgive or take a few words maybe like exactly 23 idk i don’t have specifics
content;use of legilimency and occlumency, sexual themes, choking if you use a magnifying glass, i really came for draco’s childhood trauma + mental issues… my apologies, mentions of love (gross but also will they,won’t they?).
a/n; this is a rewrite of “last night”, something shitty i made ages ago !! anyway absolutely brilliant title god my mind is so powerful ugh </3 food ??? breakfast. for ??? thought??? occlumency, legilimency !!! i’m so sorry, i rewrote pretty much every word(including this authors note, is it that obvious?) at 5:30 am, it’s not amazing, but i’m sleep deprived and on my period so safe to say i did tear up for absolutely no reason.
you and draco both said that you’d never speak of what ensued in his dormitory the night of the yule ball. and you obliged. and you both swore it would never happen again. and you nodded your head. it was a mutual, meaningful agreement, and post-orgasm, it had seemed like a brilliant idea. no consequences, no ties between you two, being from different houses.
but it was extremely difficult to stick to your word when your legs still ached from the night before.
and his breathy groans, hot air fanning over your ear as he railed into you senselessly, wouldn’t push out of your mind.
and the bruises trailing down from your neck to your waistline were constant reminders of his tongue tracing over them, blowing on them, teasing you to all hell.
every time you blinked, the images flashed beneath your eyelids.
every time you inhaled, you missed his hand squeezing over your throat, restricting air.
and merlin, any slight brush against your own skin made you jump, thinking of his body on yours, skin on skin, sweat, clammy hands, your arched back, the veins in his hands, his jaw, his collarbones.
in the great hall, you made your way to your table for breakfast alone, and gnawed at your bottom lip while playing around with the food on your plate, famished, yet still so full of racing thoughts and fresh memories. his hands on your thighs, the way he sighed your name, your nails digging into his back, leaving little crescent moons over it, and his shoulders, and his hips, too. again and again and again.
looking up from your plate to scan the empty room, your eyes met draco’s ones, his irises a stormy grey, pupils dilated, and you inhaled sharply, looking away. you’d gotten up early, as if it would stop suspicion rising if you seemed like you hadn’t had a long night. it seemed as if he’d done that too, sat alone just the same.
merlin, you could feel the burn of his gaze, it made your body freeze and your cheeks heat up. he was looking right at you, right into you. you could feel it, the thumping at your temple that wouldn’t cease, the throbbing behind your eyelids. he was attempting to penetrate into your thoughts.
as if he hadn’t penetrated enough of you within the twenty-four hours, for fucks sake.
in need of a distraction, you turned your attention to the fork still lazily dancing across your plate, the cold handle twirling beneath your fingertips. it didn’t feel fair, what he’d done to you. turning you into a mess, mind hazy. giving you a taste, then taking it away immediately, albeit that being exactly what you’d agreed on. and although he really had given you absolutely everything the night before (or rather, this morning), it still felt like a neverending tease, with all that need careening through your veins.
swallowing harshly, you straightened up in your seat, pulling at the hem of your skirt, playing with a loose, dark thread. christ, he was still trying. the headache never seemed to stop, so persistent, so demanding, a feeling you knew well through conversations with dumbledore. but this headache clouded your mind, unforgiving, begging to be let through. it wasn’t asking for permission.
looking up once again, keeping your body still and your breath steady, you stared right back. taught ruthlessly by your grandmother, you’d always kept your mind shut from peering intruders. yet he was so fearlessly determined that you could feel it through his magic, snaking its way right through you, searching for any slight weaknesses in your armour. a strand of white hair fell over his forehead as he tilted his head slightly, jaw clenching. he wasn’t giving up.
draco malfoy always had something to prove. he was always so sure of his own success, so much to the point of insecurity, of doubt. it was a troubling mix of brashness, arrogance, and cowardice sprouting from the child rooted deep inside him, desperate for assurance and acceptance.
but it wasn’t your pity that led you to allow him to break through.
it was your need for him to know something you weren’t so sure you could admit verbally. you were thinking of him. that was all.
so, you stared straight into the silver of his eyes and let him right in.
his hands digging into your hips. the sheen of sweat over his entire body, glistening. the faint bruises he left on your wrists. you begging him to go harder.
him obliging.
his eyes were clouded over, as if in a trance, flitting through your memories.
but using legilimency was as much a curse as it was a blessing. because he could feel everything you felt too. the lust, the want, the pain filtering through the pleasure. and he could feel every little thing you’d noticed about him; the mole above his left knee, and the other on his waist, and the few freckles beneath his eyes, and the scar he had just above his eyebrow that you’d never really noticed until you’d tipsily placed wet kisses over his hairline.
for what felt like hours, you let him in, until he decided he’d had enough.
he was blinking quickly, brows furrowed, pale cheeks now flushed pink. he clumsily stood up from the slytherin table, pushing aside his plate of food, and stormed, flustered, out of the room, much like the boy who’d kissed you the night before. all tongue and teeth, all desperation, all emotion. but it was just for the one night. that was all.
and you felt foolish.
because you realised, he’d felt everything.
that in those moments, you thought you might’ve even loved him.
the boy, all tongue, and teeth, and hands, all pale skin, all desperation. it was certainly something entirely worthy of love.
Request: What if Draco and the reader are best friends and the reader accidentally falls asleep in his dorm and Draco hears them moving around and groaning in their sleep and it turns out they are having a wet dream and well the noises turn him on so he goes to his bathroom and jerks off to the sounds and right as he climax’s the reader walks in.
Warnigns: Male masturbation (getting caught), talk of a wet dream (detailed-ish), hint of sex happening
MINORS DNI
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It was moments like this that made Draco Malfoy thankful to have his own dorm in his final year at Hogwarts. He was currently standing in his bathroom, hand wrapped around the base of his cock as he slowly teased himself.
He was embarrassed to be hidden away but he needed to sort himself out. He had just been sitting on his bed reading while his best friend y/n lay comfortably next to him. She was studying for her final exams, one leg draped over his while she lay on her side. She gave up studying and decided to have a little nap to re-energise before she started to study once more.
Draco enjoyed moments like these, he longed to make her his but never had the courage to ask her out. Instead he survived off of moments like these, where it was only the two of them, locked away from the rest of the world, all cuddled up in his bed.
Draco was so wrapped up in his novel that he missed the quiet moans and whimpers that left her mouth, however his attention soon turned to her when she started to grind against his thigh. Her clothed cunt barely grazed the soft cotton of his sweats while heavenly sounds left her parted lips.
He couldn’t help but feel turned on at the noises that left her mouth. He dreamed constantly about being the one to pleasure her, to make her moan and whimper beneath him.
How are you all? Here is a little bit of Draco. As always, feedback is appreciated :)
Warnings: implied smut
Draco Malfoy x female reader
MINORS DNI
The kettle whistled loudly and y/n moved to pour the boiling water into the two mugs on the counter. She was in a world of her own when two strong muscular arms wrapped around her waist.
“Morning angel” Draco mumbled as he rested his head into the crook of her neck.
“Morning Dray” her hand moved to stir the drink. Draco’s hands caressed over her thighs and ran up to her stomach, lifting her (his) shirt over her little white panties in the process.
