#harry potter universe

Bandaids for the Boxer.

Pairing: Boxer!Ron x Personal Assistant!Reader (mostly platonic)

Description: As ron’s personal assistant and one of his closest friends he’s very overprotective over how people talk to you

Warnings: Cursing, catcalling, blood, fighting, Ron being over protective, she/her pronouns

Word count: 1.0k

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The sound of leather smacking different objects radiated through your already pounding head as you were working through your third hour in the gym with Ron. He promised it’d be quick “an hour and a half, tops” is what he told you before you showed up to the forsaken building. You kinda hated it here.

There was never any quiet. The whole gym smelt like a men’s locker room and some of the guys that worked out there were more than a little creepy. You mostly kept to yourself and worked on your laptop.

You were Ron’s personal assistant, helping him with anything from water bottles to answering his phone when he didn’t feel like it. He paid you good money but you were always a little surprised that he wanted you to be his assistant. You didn’t know anything about boxing, besides the stereotype of two overconfident men standing in front of a crowd and hitting each other till one dropped.

Ron had taken off his gloves as he and one of his friends decided to go for a round for fun. You hadn’t been paying attention then but as you looked up to see Ron sink the final punch. Blood stained his opponent’s face and it dripped from Ron’s knuckles. You stood up, grabbed your bag, and walked over to the bloody fighter.

“You know if you stopped getting hurt it would make my job easier.” You pulled his water bottle from your bag and handed it to him.

“Aw, but where is the fun in that doll?” You looked at his hand and he had a couple of gashes on his knuckles. He took his water bottle and sprayed the water in his mouth. You squeezed harder over his hand so water went all over his face and shirt.

“Oops.” you chuckled at the look on Ron’s face. “That’s what you get for making me come over here to clean your wounds,” You shrugged and reached into your bag for the antibiotics and bandaids.

“Look everyone, Weasley has his own nurse,” one guy shouted from a chair and a couple of others laughed.

“Damn straight. Best nurse in the world.” Blush coated your cheeks as you cleaned the dried blood from his calloused hands. A few moments passed and one of the creepier regulars strutted into the gym. You made a point to never tell Ron when men, especially men at that gym, were weird. You knew he would probably kill them.

His eyes met yours as you looked up to the sound of the opening door. You looked down quickly and started spreading little dots of antibiotics across the cuts.

“Ouch!” Ron said, ripping his hand away from you.

“Don’t be a baby, give it back,” you held out your hand for him. You finished with the antibiotics and as you went to put the bandaids on you realized they were the princess bandaids you had bought for home. You didn’t say anything about it, there wasn’t any way to fix it now so he would have to suffer with the pink bandaids. He had been talking to a few guys as they watched two more spar and didn’t look at his hand till you were done.

He looked at his hand and then back up at you. He raised his eyebrow, “Pink?”

“Yeah. You got a problem with it?” You said playfully.

“Not at all.” he stood from his seat and started walking back towards his friends. You stood too before bending over to collect your things.

“I don’t know how you guys get any work done with that thing walking around.” You didn’t even need to look up to know who was talking. That’s when you realized the grave mistake this man had made. Everyone was looking at Ron as his eyes burned into the man.

“What’s your name?” Ron said through a calm and even tone.

“Jacob. Why?” The man was almost as tall as Ron but not as muscular.

“Jacob. Well, Jacob, if you ever speak to or about my girl like that again you won’t be able to get work done at all. Ever.” He was fuming, anger coursed through him and it was evident. You walked over to Ron and put your hand on his shoulder gently.

“He’s just some gym bro who thinks he can say anything he wants, don’t let him get under your skin,” you whispered.

“And you are gonna be the guy to do that? You’ve got pink bandaids on your hand that your little bitch put on you.” One of Ron’s friends moved to intercept him before he could land a punch on this asshole.

“Ron it’s okay,” you said, hoping you could snap him out of it.

“No y/n it really isn’t. I think he needs a lesson in how to speak to women and when to gauge when he’s gonna get his ass beat.”

“Well then step up pussy.” Jacob had so much confidence in himself that even Ron’s manager stepped back. Ron took two big steps toward him and they were face to face.

“Hit me and we will see who the real pussy is, bitch.” Ron knew just the buttons to press to get what he wanted without initiating the fight. “Or are you just a little pussy gym bro who thinks he can treat women however he wants?” That’s when Jacob hit him. Ron felt adrenaline shoot through his body. His fists were automatic after that, Jacob landed two more punches before Ron had him incapacitated on the floor. Jacob’s face was bloody and covered in tears when Ron decided he had enough.

“Learn from this experience Jacob. If y/n here ever says you say anything to her or even look in her direction it’ll end much worse. Understand?”

Jacob groaned in agreement from the floor and that’s when you finally asked if you could leave for the day.

“Whatever you want, doll.” You both gathered your things and left the gym.

“So I’m your girl now?” You smirked up at the redhead.

“You’ve always been my girl, darling.”

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Requested by anon: do you think you could do a fic where draco malfoy meets a girl in a class and he really likes her but then the next week he meets a boy in the same class and really likes him and he’s really torn up between them but it turns out it is the same person but their genderfluid

bisexual!Draco x gender-fluid!reader where Draco meets them at a party as a boy and falls in love but meets them in the dining hall as a girl and falls in love and he is torn between them but it turns out to be the same gender-fluid person and it ends in some fluffy kissing maybe.

Word count: 1,868

Warnings: None.

A/N: As you may know, I am not genderfluid nor do I know any genderfluid person (like in real life), so this one was hard. I tried to investigate as much as I could but I can’t promise that it will be just right. So I’d be very thankful if you could give me some feedback about this cuz all I want is for everyone here to feel included and I want to do it right. With that being said:

Enjoy!

Bells were tolling, marking the end of the first period and thus the start of the second period. The students changed classrooms quickly, chatting as fast and loud as possible before they had to be quiet again.

Draco walked with his head down. Not wanting to talk to anyone, he tried his best to look unavailable. He had gotten into a fight with his friends; they expected things from that he just wasn’t comfortable with and so he was alone.

His second period class was Potions. His head teacher, Professor Snape, was well aware of the situation between Draco, Crabbe and Goyle and so he announced he’d be assigning the seats for the class.

Everyone but Draco complained. He knew Professor Snape did it for him and was silently thankful for that.

Professor Snape started pairing people who “had the same level and understanding in Magic”, so Draco figured he would be paired up with Hermione Granger. He was okay with the idea, he actually admired her and maybe that was his chance to let her know… Since he wasn’t hanging with his usual friends, maybe, just maybe, he could change a bit.

However, Miss Granger got paired up with a girl from Ravenclaw. Harry Potter got paired up with some girl from Hufflepuff, and the Weasley boy got paired up with the kid that makes everything explode.

Who would he be paired up with?

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N)” Professor Snape called, “your partner will be Draco Malfoy.”

Draco looked back at the person Professor Snape had called. It was a very nice looking girl from (Y/HH).

The girl approached shyly at first, but once she put her books on the table she started gaining confidence.

Draco couldn’t help but to be amused with how agile she was with potions. She solved problems like once blows dust from an old book, and prepared potions as if they were tea. She was skilled to say the least, but she was also nice.

Draco thought for a second that she’d hate on him. It would’ve been justified since he was usually a narcissistic brat, that one rich kid no one stands, and he genuinely didn’t talk to anyone but his friends and often to Potter and his friends (but that was just to be mean). Why was she nice?

They finished the first potion rather quickly. Not even Granger and her partner did so by the time they were done, so they had a couple minutes to chat.

“I like your hair,” Draco said. He knew how to make people like him; he just figured he’d never need such skills before.

“Thanks,” she replied with a sincere smile.

“I feel like it’s… different,” he continued, “I feel like anyone could pull it off but not really.” The girl tilted her cute face to a side, not knowing if it was a compliment or not, “do you think I could pull it off?”

She laughed and shook her head.

“You might be right, that kind of hairstyle is only for cool people.”

“You think I’m cool?” She asked.

“I think you’re different and, from where I stand, that’s the equivalent of being cool.”

She blushed slightly and thanked him with a whisper.

“I think you’re cool when you are not with your bully friends.”

“I don’t think I’ll be around them much often then,” Draco stated and they giggled. “No, but really, I think you’re very nice.”

“You’re very straightforward, Mr Malfoy.” She stepped back a little.

“Mr Malfoy is my father, and though he will hear about this,” he joked, “I actually would like it very much if you just called me Draco.”

“Okay… I’m (Y/N)” she stretched her hand and Draco shook it with his.

The instructions for the second potion were given almost right after that, and they finished it quickly between laughs and a nice chat. The third one was a bit harder, so Draco, who was absolutely focused, didn’t have the opportunity to continue talking to her.

When the bell rang once again, she was gone without a trace. Lost among hordes of talkative children.

He wanted to find her, she was nice and a good person to begin with. He could show how much of a good guy he was if given the chance and she had given it to him. But how could he find her?

The school was too big, the hallways were too loud, and though he knew her name he was too shy and proud to just go around asking everyone for her. No, he didn’t want to seem desperate.

“Are you coming?” a kid from the Slytherin quidditch team asked. Draco was sitting alone at the common room.

“Where?”

“To the Halloween party,” the kid replied as if it were obvious.

“Oh, yes, I just need to get dressed,” Draco replied. The party was the perfect place to find the girl, or at least to try and find her because he wasn’t sure she’d be there.

He got dressed all in black and went upstairs.

The stairs, the Entrance, and the Great Hall were all filled with people. Kids from all years and houses along with the teacher and Hogwarts’s ghosts chatted excitedly as traditional music played on the background.

The tables were fully served with tons of different options, from snacks to main dishes, and floating pumpkins ornamented the ceiling. It was truly a magnificent view.

Draco had always liked the castle. He thought of it as an architectural masterpiece that was wasted as a school when it might as well be a museum of magic. Of course, he was partly thankful it was that school because he could live in the castle. But nonetheless, he felt like such beauty could be used in a better way.

The minutes passed and the nice girl from Potions call was nowhere to be seen.

“You lost something?” A soft voice called.

Draco’s heart rushed as he looked behind his back, only to find a tiny boy with a red costume.

“What are you dressed up as?” Draco inquired.

The boy looked down to his outfit and shrugged. “It’s supposed to be a dragon, but I really can’t see it.”

Draco nodded and looked to the sides, in search of the girl.

“What are you dressed up as?” The boy asked him.

“A wizard,” Draco replied and the boy scoffed.

“Wow” the boy said in a sarcastic tone, “you are so cool, oh my God.”

Draco chuckled and finally focused his attention on the boy.

“I didn’t have a costume,” he explained. “And I did lose something.”

“Maybe I can help you find it.”

“I lost a girl. Her name is (Y/N),” Draco told him, “do you know her?”

“I do,” the boy said, “we’re close, actually.”

“Where is she?”

“She’s not coming,” the boy said. “So I guess you’re stuck with me now.”

Draco frowned, not entirely understanding that jump of logic. But hey, he was trying new things after all so he agreed.

The night went by rather quickly by the boy’s side. He was charming, chill, and so funny. It was no wonder to Draco that the boy and (Y/N) could be close friends, as a matter of fact, they could’ve been twins and Draco would’ve believed it. They were too similar, even physically.

“I think you’re a cool kid, Draco Malfoy,” the boy said.

“You too,” Draco replied. They were at the bridge that led to the boat house, far away from the actual party.

“You know?” The boy said, “I am quite impulsive sometimes and…” Suddenly, the boy pecked Draco’s lips.

At first, Draco was shocked. He didn’t expect a kiss from that boy but, once that first shock passed, he couldn’t help but to melt in his lips.

He felt like he was somehow cheating on the girl, but also not really. It felt right, it felt like they belonged together.

They kissed and kissed for what felt like an eternal instant and then the boy pulled away.

“I hope you liked it,” he said.

“I did,” Draco replied and tried to kiss him again but the boy stepped back.

“I hope you can learn to like me as I am,” he continued. Draco tilted his head, not entirely understanding what he meant.

The midnight bell tolled.

“Better get going,” the boy said.

“Why?” Draco asked.

“Cinderella’s spell will break.”

Draco shrugged, not understanding what he meant by that, as the boy ran back to his dorm.

A whole week passed and Draco hadn’t seen either the boy or the girl. He was confused to say the least, and quite frankly he was sad and alone again.

Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be better off without him, so he didn’t even bother in trying to make peace with them. Instead, he decided to embrace his solitude.

He would spend every afternoon hidden near the Black Lake. He’d sit under a tree and read whatever he had available, and just get lost in the calm sounds of nature.

The last day of the week, while he was dozing off to the sound of birds, he heard branches breaking. He wasn’t going to pay much attention to that. Lots of kids went out to that side of the forest to play with their friends, they couldn’t be much bother.

He closed his eyes again and got lost in the memory of those eyes, both the boy and the girl had amazing (Y/E/C) eyes, and their smile was so big and warm, and their voices were soft, and their hair… They had almost the same hairstyle.

Draco opened his eyes again, only to find those same eyes staring at him.

“Hi,” they said.

“Hi,” Draco greeted, his own eyes were wide.

“Long time no see,” they joked and Draco nodded.

“So… this is me,” they said. “I know it might be weird… I don’t know if you’re into… Or if I’m being pushy, or…”

“No,” Draco stated. “Not at all… Pushy, I mean. You’re not pushy.”

They smiled.

“So you finally understood who I am?”

Draco smiled back at them and smiled warmly.

“Do you think you can handle it?”

“I think I don’t have to handle anything because it’s not really an issue to handle,” Draco said and their smile widened so much all of their teeth were visible, and their cheeks blushed and they just radiated joy that was so contagious even Draco started blushing.

“I just wished you had told me from the beginning,” Draco mumbled after a couple minutes.

“What’s the fun in that?” They giggled.

Draco giggled too and looked down shyly. He had never felt this way before. He could never be vulnerable, or nice, or sweet with any other friend so he wasn’t sure how to proceed.

“This is the part where you kiss me,” they said, dragging Draco out of his mind.

“What?”

“This is the part where you kiss me.”

“Oh damn, you’re right.”

And so, Draco touched her face softly, and gently pulled her closer to his lips. Yes, those were the lips he had kissed before and they were probably the lips he’d be kissing for a long time after.

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Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 (2010)

Third chapter of FRIENDS (TV) x Dramione, ‘The One Where Everyone Finds Out’, now out.

‘They don’t know we know they know.’

…TO BE CONTINUED

Second chapter of FRIENDS (TV) x Dramione, ‘The One Where Everyone Finds Out’, now out.

“Doing it, doing it, on his desk doing it!”

The scheming has begun.

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In response to the Monthly Mini fest Challenge For the Love of Fest organised by the brilliant @quintalon,

This month fest challenge was: ‘Lovers of Fiction’

And my prompt was: Monica Gellar and Chandler Bing - Friends

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Inspired by episode 14 of Season 5 of Friends, follow me on this journey where I bring back to life one of the funniest (possibly) scene of the iconic TV Series, but Dramione Edition!

Where the Slytherins find out about the ‘scandalous’ relationship their best friend and none other than the Golden girl had been trying to keep hidden from everyone, only to be revealed through the most ridiculous, jaw-dropping, and laughable (for some of them) course of events.

The two love birds must have thought it wise to keep it a secret for the time being from them all, but they seem to forget that Slytherins hold grudges like no one and their scheming minds will make sure to get back at them when they least expect it…

Until I see you next time.

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Hello there! I’m Yui / Marie of House Hufflepuff. Pleased to meet you!

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“The Mischievous Pair”

Commissioned by Stephanie D. to draw herself with Draco.

I’m here to make you all sad…

Tho I know it never really happened on the books, I find this scene quite tragic… But I really like it because it shows us Severus as someone with great sensitivity…

Keeping with the Snily vibe.

Here they are as children, before the went to Hogwarts.

Sorry for the long absence, but was just being kinda low, but now I’m back!!

This is a kinda old one. Snape and Lily’s friendship has always been one of my favorite things from the Harry Potter universe and so I made my personal take on them in several illustrations.

This is one of the first ones…my personal theory is that Severus started to read and learn from the Advenced Potion Making text from early on.