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Hey Siri do I include more Olde Ways references and possibly religious elements to my Black Brothers angst? Asking for a friend.

Actually yanno what they get it anyways. It works with the whole celestial thing. Just pile on the agony with religious themes and motifs.

neglected | mattheo riddle

summary: Theodore completly ignores you and doesnt take it serious that you miss him while he flirts with another girl at a party.. so his best friend has to help you filling up that hole inside your … chest.

warning: cheating? but is it if he does it first?, mattheo eating out the reader, fingering, nipple play, teasing, dirty talk, getting caught, he‘s a munch don‘t fight with me over this -

note: i do not support cheating, this is just for the story

— monday —

I don‘t know how many times I already begged but from time to time.. i felt more and more neglected.

"Theo, please just this one weekend! You had been busy with your friends and studying the last 3 weeks!" Yeah, 3 weeks since my boyfriend went on a date with me, had some quality time or touched me.

"Y/n I told you I don‘t have time. I already promised the boys I‘d come to the party. We‘ll see us there, I have to go study now, with Lydia." Before I could even say a word he left his dorm. I hear a chuckle coming from the other side of the room, making me turn my head in it’s direction.

"Told you you deserve better baby." Mattheo, Theodore‘s best friend said, sitting on his bed. They share a dorm and every now and then he would see Theo and me arguing.

I huff and leave the room, a aching feeling in my body.

— the next day —

"Theo please, I need you. You didn‘t touch me once the last few weeks." I whine into his ear, sitting next to him. He just groans, but not the way I want him to and gets up with his book in his hands. "Don‘t you see that you‘re distracting me?" Irritated he leaves the room, probably walking off to the library again.

Ugh.. i let myself fall back down onto the mattress and cross my arms over my face. Is it my fault? Did my body change somehow? Why the hell won‘t he touch me? But before I could continue my thoughts, I hear the door again, my head shooting up, hoping it is Theo who changed his mind but no, it‘s Mattheo. I groan frustrated and let my head fall back.

"Wow nice to see you too baby, but I think you‘re laying on the wrong bed." he says, teasing me.

"Sometimes I think like that too." I mumble into my arms and more to myself.

"What was that?" he asks. "Nothing."

— two days later —

Patiently I wait on Theo‘s bed, dressed all up.. or down, in his favorite lingerie set and a pair of black knee socks. When we got together half a year ago he told me he loved them on me, made my legs look even longer.

As the door opens my heart starts beating faster and I look up, shrieking and pulling the blanket over my body as I see who it is. "Damn mami is that for me?" Mattheo asks as he stand in front of Theo‘s bed with a smirk on his face, his mouth wide open.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked furious, not wanting him to see me like that. What If Theo comes in and would see us, what would he think?

"Last time I checked this is my room, sweetcheeks." "But you‘re supposed to have quidditch practice!" I whine and look for my clothes.

He chuckles and steps a bit closer as I stand up from the bed. "Could you turn around? I wanna get dressed." "No." "You are such a pain in the ass!" I roll my eyes at him and take my wand, mumbling "Colloportus“. and holding it towards the door so no one can come inside.

I let go of the blanket, thinking fuck it, and grab my skirt, pulling it over my legs and then my hips. "Did your cute little boyfriend leave you unsatisfied again?" he grins and takes a step closer. "You know.. I could help you with that." he says in a suggestive tone. "He’s your best friend Mattheo, stop this shit." "I can’t princess. Hurts me to see that pretty little body of yours, knowing how desperate it must be after all these weeks." he whispers the last part as he lets his fingers slowly brush over my arm, sending shivers down my spine. "See? It’s so hot for just a little attention." "No, it is cold, thats why." I say, swallowing down the clump in my throat as i nod towards the opened window.

Just as I wanted to reach down for my top, I see Mattheo getting down on his knees in front of me. He looks up and licks his lips. Damn.. something about a men on his knees for me made me feel slme type of way.

"Please let me touch your legs, please. Need to know how soft these pretty thighs feel." I could feel his warm breath against my skin, again, sending shivers down my… spine. wet pussy

"Mattheo get the fuck up I swear to god!" i hiss at him. Yes I closed the door with a spell but it wasn‘t really hard for everyone above first years to open it with a spell.

"Please, I swear If you let me just touch it I‘m gonna leave you alone for the rest of the week!" he pleads, looking at my face and then my legs. I sigh as I think about letting him. Damn was I really thinking about it? Am I really going to let my boyfriends best friend touch my thighs?

But I mean.. nothing’s wrong If I don‘t feel anything for it, right? Plus he would just leave me alone for a bit. "Fine." I press out.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I feel his big warm hands on my thighs. "Shit.." he mumbles as he lets them wander up and down my legs. He slighty squeezes them, making me sigh in relief.

I feel his curls against my skin before I can look down and see him kissing my flesh, grabbing it with a bit more strengh now. I had to bite my bottom lip as he starts massaging them. Completly lost in thoughts, I realize too late what he was doing.

Suddenly he stands up and kisses my cheek "Thank you, doll.", before leaving the dorm and leaving me breathless in the middle of the room. As I slowly come back from the dizzy feeling inside my head I again, stretch over to get my top but gasp with shaky breathing as I see what Mattheo left on my skin.

A hickey. And a bite mark. I didn‘t even notice him biting my leg. Shit.

— Saturday —

To say i was pissed, while sitting on a chair in some corner of the common room, was a big understatement. Theodore and I arrived at the party he talked about a few days ago.. 2hours ago. I saw him drinking with his friends and playing truth or dare in a little group, always walking away from me as soon as I approached him. So I decided to stop chasing him.

"What are you doing here all alone sweetcheeks?" I look to my right and see Mattheo. Of course it was him. "Leave me alone." I say, rolling my eyes and looking back to my boyfriend, sitting beside this girl named Lydia. She was a year under us I think.

Mattheo followed my gaze and shakes his head. "Well , the deal was I would leave you alone till end of the week. The week is over." I don‘t even answer him, not in the mood to argue.

"Yeah thanks for the hickey and the mark between." i say sarcastically. "Yeah it‘s not like your boyfriend would see, right?"

I roll my eyes again and look back at Theodore, to see him standing up. What was he going to do? Suddenly I see him taking Lydia‘s hand, pulling her up with him and kissing her. In shock I opened my mouth, but instead of crying like i normally would, my face got red in anger.

I tried everything and here he stands sucking of the face of that stupid thot. In the middle of the common room? With the girl he "studys" all the time? I bet that’s not the first time they kiss. Mattheo seems to see it too and looks at me more serious now. "Hey.. are you okay? I mean he‘s not worth it If you - " but before he can continue I grab him at the collor of his shirt and drag him with me to his dorm.

— 30 minutes later —

"Oh fuck yes, Mattheo!" I moan into the air, pushing his head against me while his lips suck on my clit, his fingers pumping inside me. "Shit who would have known that you go this feral for my tounge huh?" he smiles and mumbles against my skin.

"Stop talking and continue!" I whine and push his head back. I hear him chuckle before he laps at my throbbing clit again. God If I would have known how good this feels I would have had ended things with Theo way sooner.

His free hand slides across my body up to my left boob where he started to tease my nipple. I gasp and push my hips up, arching my back. My body was so sensitive I wanted to cry out of pleasure everytime he touched me somewhere.

It didn‘t took me long before my body starts trembling and shaking, Mattheo licking everything up as I come on his tounge.

"I could get drunk on your pussy." he groans before kissing me, making me taste myself on his lips.

"I hope you‘re ready cause that pussy screams for me." he whispers against my lips before going down on me again.

A few minutes in I hear someone yell. "WHAT THE FUCK?"

My head shot up and I looked to the door where Theo stood, looking ag us with an angry face.

I saw Mattheo looking at him over his shoulder, smiling at him with glistening lips. "Hey men, hope you don‘t mind? We got the impression you were busy.. never mind – bro how could you not eat that pussy like.. all day?"

"I‘m gonna kill you, Riddle!"

shorter than usual but I liked it 🌼

thanks for reading and supporting 🫶🏻

xoxo sarah <3

Taking Breaks|Harry Potter x Reader

Summary: In which Y/n worked all day and her boyfriend Harry Potter finds out.

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Y/n walked back to her common room before she was stopped by none other than her boyfriend, Harry Potter. "Oh! Hi, Harry."You said startled."Hi love, skipping dinner are we?" Harry asked. "Is it dinner already?" You said. You had been working on homework and assignments all day and completely lost track of time. You hardly took a break to eat. "Yea, just started. I was on my way to the great hall now."Harry explained. "Y/n have you eaten at all today? You didn't just work on school work today right?" Harry asked. You looked down too guilt to look him in the eye. Harry took your hand and guided you into the great hall and to your seats. He then filled up a plate for you and pushed it towards you. "Eat" was all he said.

You ate the entire plate and had seconds. "From now on you're taking breaks when your doing school work, I'll make sure of it." Harry said and you just looked down and smiled.

Harry Potter Fic Rec Masterlist

(I will continue to update!)

smut = *

Masterlists

Masterlist @seriouslyblacklikemysoul

Masterlist @ardentmuse (has a super cool interactive fic)

Masterlist @harrysweasleys

Masterlist @selfwriting-sugarquills

Masterlist @shadowsinger11 (I really like their Fred stuff)

Rec list @missyflufffics

Masterlist @theweasleyslut

Masterlist @weasleytwinsanddraco

Masterlist @comfortwriting

Masterlist @lumosandnoxwriting

Masterlist @weasleytwinsanddraco

Masterlist @idontknowwhatthisisfam (has some amazing Lupin stuff)

Fred Weasley

Bets off @plant-flwrs

Short Fred Imagine @anchoeritic

Resentment and Reconcilitation* @darthwheezely

Only you @unnecessarywriting

All About The Chase @spacexcowgirl

A Nice, Clean Game @allthatyoulove

Once Upon a Now @butterbeerblurbs

George Weasley

I Wish I Were Heather @justmesadgirl (Part 1 is linked in part 2)

Unlike the Rest @fa-headhoncho

A Summer at Ottery St.Catchpole @lunaslethifold

Show and tell // g.w @harrysweasleys

The Perfect Arrangement @lumos-barnes (other parts are linked) (Bridgerton!AU)

Ancient Magic @x-mimblewimble-x

Crossed wires @parseltongueswriting

Sunday Morning @potter-imagines

George's Girlfriend vs Fred @graysweatsgrayhoodie

Charlie Weasley

A Change of Scenery @weasleyclaw

I’ll catch you @harpyloon

Sirius Black

My Godson Our Godson @nebulablakemurphy

Young, Dumb, and Hopelessly in Love @untildawnremus

The Not-So-Perfect Sister @wreckofawriter (This one makes me sob every time I read it, it’s so good)

Remus Lupin

Be my muse @vogueweasley

Mark Me Yours @amphxtrite (This one is pretty NSFW)

Pretty Girl Can Take It @kermiemoon (Again, pretty NSFW)

How Easy You Are To Need @gotkindabored (Also NSFW)

Why Harry didn’t die in the forbidden forest:

So since Harry was the master of the elder wand, resurrection stone AND invisibility cloak, is that the real reason why he cheated death in the forest? As he was the master of death/ the deathly hallows he was able to survive? I could be totally wrong but this could be just another small reason as well as the main one that we all know?

Any thoughts? Has this already been said?

Hello how are you? Ship plz with a man from Marvel and Harry potter. My name is Julie but I have many nickname so I barely hear the real one,I'm a 5.5 French curvy women with black hair and black eyes. So me I'm a slytherin andindependent, feminist,distant but very chill and funny caring and loyal too. In my group I'm the popular one and big sis, I hate arguments so I communicate.For my hobbies I love listening to music, singing, playing video games, watching TV, cartoons, cooking, telling jokes

—I ship you with Cedric Diggory!

look at this pretty boy wow

he’s just so drawn to you if we’re being honest with yourselves. you don’t really get it but you’ll catch him staring at you in class and then he’ll just get this goofy smile when you notice him and you’re vehemently confused

and THEN he asks you to the ball. okay makes sense. you’re hesitant at first, i mean this is cedricdiggory? but he’s got this small and even though he asked with full confidence, you can tell he’s nervous and oh what the hell!

also whatever you want to do, cedric’s here for it. whatever you want to do, whether it be cook or sing, he’s just ready to sit and be supportive. he just really loves you okay, let this fluffy haired boy be. 

you’re just always there for him and he wants you to be proud of him and gosh. he’s so determined to be the perfect boyfriend and never wants to argue and if you guys ever did, he’d apologize in about half a second. you are NOT going to be sad on his watch okay.

love your hufflepuff boyfriend. love him.

—I ship you with Bucky Barnes!

*cracks knuckles bc its my first marvel ship*

welp, this guy needs some serious love. poor brainwashed metal man. and you happen to be a witch, less so like wanda or strange. like you’re legitimately like a witch from like charmed. 

gosh you just want to help this man! he’s troubled and has a whole metal arm. you have empathy and every so often you can just calm his thoughts. his mind never stops for a few moments they do and he couldn’t thank you more.

around you, he feels normal. he just wants to be around you constantly. you don’t freeze up around him or treat him differently. you suggest movie nights to watch movies he wouldn’t have seen or sometimes it’ll be early in the morning and he can’t sleep so you’re on the couch, munching cereal and watching cartoons with him

he loves it. you joke with him, teach him how to cook—he’s not great though, sorry buck—and play video games. he’s not great either. technology is a little hard for him but he appreciates you helping him, he appreciates yOu. 

Hi honey! May I have a HP ship please? I’m Sadie and my houses are hufflepuff/pukwudgie and my patronus is a black mare. I’m a taurus and my personality type is ISFJ. My hair reaches below my shoulders and it’s almost blonde. My eyes are blue and I wear occasionally glasses. I’m 5ft3 so reaching high shelves is hard lol. I’m calm, caring and friendly but I’m also shy and very sensitive. My sense of humor is slightly dirty. I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic and hugs are great. Thanks a lot xx

—I ship you with Neville Longbottom! 

also thought about ginny but neville deserves some love so here we are! 

gosh. neville is so shy and he’s instantly just like “she’s too pretty can’t talk to her oof” but nope, you’re gonna be his friend. it’s fate. it’s destiny. written in the stars. it’s here. take it or leave it. 

he asks you to the ball. he does it, mhm. he’s stammering and he’s red and you can’t really understand what he’s saying but you say yes! neville does just about die but you know, he’s excited nonetheless! 

he treats you like a princess okay. he just wants the best for you! you’re feeling sad? neville will hug you and tell you herbology facts! you’re feeling mad? neville will promptly say he’ll fight whoever you want him to. he’s a little weary there but you know he would if you asked. he. would. die. for. you. 

he likes to buy you plants. like, we like succlents nowadays. we have rooms full. so do you because neville loves giving you gifts! appreciate him! 

also, he grows tall! you can reach shelves now!

Hey there could I have a male and female HP ship? ☀️ I am a female and a proud Gryffindor with some Hufflepuff tendencies. I am very sarcastic and lazy at times. My friends describe me as a charming person and I can be very flirtatious without me realising it. I love to write and gift poems to ppl I love and learning languages as well. I love giving advice and supporting and hyping up the ppl I love about anything at all. Thanks and congrats on 100, dear!!

—I ship you with Luna Lovegood!

wow, the softest ship ever hm

most people find luna weird but you find her so unique and you just love being around someone so strangely vibrant! 

luna appreciates you endlessly okay. the first time you gifted her poem, she had framed okay. everytime after that? she has them pinned to a nice little memory board. it’s soft and aesthetic. 

luna just genuinely loves being around you. she tells you everything about her day and you tell her about yours, including what new things your learning and luna adores it! kiss her on the nose as thanks please! she deserves it! 

give your soft, smolravenclaw girlfriend the world. she’s so energetic and sometimes you don’t want to do things but chill so compromise! you do whatever she wishes for awhile and then you just cuddle later as she hums in your ear. it’s soft. im crying. bye.

—I ship you with Ron Weasley!

*cracks knuckles*

okay so you and ron have been friends forever. don’t even test me. you’ve just known each other forever. have you liked ron since you met him? we’ll never know

you do occasionally flirt with him and it’s flustered him like hell ever since you first did it. he turns red and just stammers and he once dropped a whole book on his foot. it was a thing. when you realize it? you start intentionally flirting with him because of course you do.

give this boy a break! you flirt with him and then you give him a poem! he’s dead. deceased. byeron. he swore he didn’t like you yet here we are! uwu! 

when he asks you out, you accidentally drop a book on his foot and it’s very reminiscent of when he did it. so fate? yes. his mom makes you a sweater immediately. you always insisted she didn’t but now you’re her future daughter in law so uh?? enjoy your sweater! and your flustered boyfriend! 

Congrats on the 100 followers. Harry Potter ship please? Tall intj female with layered brown hair and black eyes. I love writing and working on technology. I may seem cold and brutal but once I get to know someone, I end up becoming a chill person that loves to make some twisted jokes. Thanks!

—I ship you with Harry Potter!

debated between him, muraders era sirius and then like cho for a long while? but here we are!

you can easily handle dating harry okay. the whole prophecy, voldemort thing, doesn’t faze you much. you’re too tough for that okay. 

you didn’t get the whole harry potter hype at first? like yeah he’s cool? but then you gOt it because this boy literally just throws himself into danger and you’re like, yeah okay same. 

it took awhile for you and harry to even become friends but he’s fun! plus he has no sense of danger and he’s kind of just oblivious to everything. so he’s fun to be around, who would blame you for liking him???

no one is gonna hurt him while you’re around and no one is gonna hurt you while he’s around. is that a powercouple? yes because you’re gonna kill voldemort yourself if you have to. no prophecy is gonna stop.

after the whole battle though, you and harry get to chill and just drink butterbeer without consequence and it’s so supremely chill. harry loves his badass girlfriend and you love you’re slightly moronic heroic boyfriend.

GUYS!

I’ve been inactive for awhile now and well, oOf. Y’all have sent in requests and I haven’t done anYtHing. In fOrEver.

My online school is kinda kicking my ass rn bUt I’m determined to come back, so!

SHIPS!

I’ve reached 100 followers and as a thank you and also to apologize for dying off, I’m doing ships!

Send me an ask describing yourself and I’ll ship you! Request which fandom you want a ship for and then describe yourself!

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I have no idea if that’s the right character limit for an ask? But you guys get the idea! So! Send away! I’ll be here!

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Masterlist

Riverdale

Still Do - FP Jones x Fem!Reader

Teen Wolf

Following a Lead — Liam Dunbar x Reader

Scowling — Brett Talbot x Hale!Reader

Supernatural

Marvel/DC

Wormholes and Spacetime — Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader

Missed Me —Peter Parker/Spider-Man x Reader

The 100

Supergirl — Bellamy Blake x Reader

Fatherhood — Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader (Modern!)

Forever — Clarke Griffin x Reader

Harry Potter

⋆˚࿔ 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙞𝙣’𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝜗𝜚˚⋆

James Potter x fem!reader

You had a one stand with your long term rival, James potter, before Christmas break. Now back at Hogwarts, James becomes more annoying than usual ; cock blocking you from seeing any other guy besides him.

“𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒊𝒏’𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆”

Angst and a very jealous James Potter

(Happy ending)

Author’s note: Hey everyone! This is the clean version of the fanfic/ story. Here is the explicit version.🤭.

Happy reading <3!

The snow covered windows blocked any trace of sunlight from entering the dimly lit Potions class room. The smell of powdered sage and fresh wormwood wafted in the air , creating a perfect ambiance for potion brewing. Students were filled with more energy than usual ; having just returned from Christmas break.

You take a seat at the very front of the classroom, excited for professor Slughorn to start the lesson. All the excitement drains from your face when an all too familiar figure plops down on the seat next to you. His messy black hair covered his forehead, making his Hazel eyes appear brighter and larger.

“Psyched to be back, are we?” James Potter said, flashing you that famous grin of his.

You were dreading this moment since last night; having to see James again after what went down before break. How was he acting so normal?

“What do you want, James?” You asked, annoyed, refusing to make eye contact with him.

“It’s lovely to see you too, y/n. My holiday was great, thanks for asking. How was yours?” He said cheekily.

“Piss off , Potter.” You mumbled.

The conversation was cut short, thankfully, after Slughorn entered the classroom.

You didn’t understand why James was being so nice. He was never exactly unpleasant towards you, but you and James were rivals in all the things that mattered. Whether it was Quidditch or the Grades you got, you both always had to be better than the other in everything you did. This lead to the exchange of snarky remarks now and then , James teasing you whenever he had the chance. Sometimes, he would take it as far as publicly humiliating you in-front of the whole class by playing ‘practical jokes’ on you. That’s why you hated thinking about what happened before Christmas break.

It was way past curfew, and the library was empty , except for an exhausted James Potter , sitting at the table across yours. You made the awful mistake of joining him for a cup of coffee. One thing lead to another, and the next morning you found yourself tangled in the sheets of the arrogant gryffindor boy. However, you thought that was the end of it, neither of you would acknowledge what happened and go back to usual. But, James clearly had other plans.

A month had passed and you noticed the fact that James had gone back to normal. Back to being your annoying rival. Nothing else. You didn’t understand why it bothered you so much. This is what you wanted.

One morning, during breakfast, you received a box of sweets from honeydukes and a bouquet of enchanted flowers that turned into butterflies at your touch.

“Who are they from!” Lily said, jumping with excitement by your side.

“I don’t know… there’s no note.” You said as you blushed uncontrollably.

“Someone’s got herself a secret admirer! I personally think they’re from that Ravenclaw boy, Marcus, she’s been talking to.” Marlene shouted, too loudly for your liking.

At this comment, James’ head jolted up, his eyes meeting yours and his expression almost… hurt.

That evening after dinner, you made your way back to your dorm, when you were greeted by a distressed Marcus. His face was badly beaten, a large bleeding gash was across his forehead and he had an enormous black eye.

“Oh Merlin! Marcus what happened!!??” You yelled.

“Y/n… just to be clear, I did NOT send you any gifts this morning. I think it’s best if we stayed away from each other.” Marcus said, as he practically ran away from you.

“Wait! Marcus! Atleast tell me who did this to you!” You shouted after him, but he was already 10 feet away.

The day after, in charms, a kind boy from Hufflepuff was teaching you the right way to hold your wand while performing a certain spell.

“So you want to hold it at an angle of 45 degrees, whilst making a ‘S’ motion with your arm.” He explained, guiding your hands with his. You couldn’t help but smirk, because obviously he was flirting with you. From the side of your eye, you caught a very irritated… almost jealous looking James, staring daggers at the Hufflepuff boy.

About an hour later, you went to Madam Pomfery to get some ointment for your finger; you nicked it during potions, when you found that kind boy who had just helped you in charms, lying on a bed. His face was swollen ten times the normal size, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

“Madam Pomfery! What happened to him?” You asked, worried.

“Nasty Hex. He claims one of the Gryffindor boys did it.” She explained.

Weeks went by, but you noticed something extremely unusual. Every single guy from your year was avoiding you. Even the ones you thought were your friends. Something wasn’t right.

“Lily! Wait up!” You called after the red headed girl as she walked to class.

“Hey y/n! How you holding up?” She asked, a pitiful expression plastered across her face.

“How am I holding up? What do you mean?” You sounded almost offended.

“Oh sorry… I thought you noticed by now-“

She countered.

“Noticed what? Noticed the fact that every single boy is avoiding me. Yea. I have bloody noticed that. Do you happen to know why the hell that is? “ I questioned.

“Oh… erm. I really shouldn’t get involved but, James has been beating up and threatening every guy who speaks to you.”

She told.

“You can’t be serious.” You hissed through your teeth.

“I’m sorry, love. I thought you already knew. I’ve got to get to class…. I’ll catch you later!” Lily said, as she walked away.

You were furious. Where ever James Potter was, he better watch out, because you were going to END him. You burst into an empty class room to make sense of everything, and thats when you saw him. James was sitting on a desk, with a few books spread open in front of him.

“INCENDIO” you pointed your wand at his books, setting them on fire.

“What in Merlins name are you doing!?” James shouted, as he jumped up and away from the flames.

“Who the bloody hell do you think you are, potter? You pathetic excuse of a man. Beating up guys who talk to me? It was a one night thing. Get over it. You are NOT my boyfriend.” You said, practically up in his face, with your wand poking at his chest.

“How oblivious are you? It may have been a casual thing for you, but it was not bloody casual for me!” He spat back.

“I sent you flowers y/n…. And you thought they were from someone else… I ache every second that I am not with you. I burn for you y/n…”He whispered, lowering your wand and getting closer.

Whatever gap there was between your faces was closed by James smashing his lips into yours. You gave in. You finally just gave in, and kissed him back.

Why did you have to resist for so long? This is what you wanted. This was secretly what you wanted all along. Now you were regretting everything you just said to him.

Pulling away from the kiss, a soft “I’m so sorry…” escaped your lips.

“I know, love.” James said, as he tucked your hair behind your ear.

“Next time Potter, be better at expressing your feelings.” You joked.

Wrapped in the arms of the boy you tried so hard to hate all these years, you couldn’t love him more.

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Ron Weasley x fem!reader

Friends to lovers

Summary: You and Ron have been best friends since first year. Unbeknownst to you, you had started developing feelings for him but he starts dating Lavender Brown. Everything changes one summer night at the burrow.

(Happy ending ofc <3)

Word count: 2k

Requests are open 💌

Sunlight reflected off his scarlet quidditch robes, making his red hair appear redder. You ran up to Ron to congratulate him, and the rest of gryffindor, on their victory.

“Well played weasley.” You smirked as Ron pulled you into a hug.

“Couldn’t have done it without your support from the benches” he joked

Pulling away from him, you noticed a curly dusty blonde haired girl eager to make her way towards Ron.

“Congratulations Won won!” She giggled and pulled Ron into a deep kiss.

What the hell? Who is this freak? Does she congratulate every guy by kissing them? You thought to yourself.

“I’ll see you in the common room later.” She winked at Ron as she walked away.

“Who the hell was that?” You asked

“Oh, that was Lavender. Lavender Brown. We started seeing each-other last month. She’s a bit…. strong spirited…. If thats the right way to put it.” He explained.

“Last month!!?? And you didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me? Only been your best friend for six bloody years and you don’t tell me you’ve got yourself a girlfriend? Piss off Ronald.” You shouted as you walked away.

“Y/n wait-“ You heard Ron call but you didn’t care.

How dare he? You always shared everything with him. Every single detail of your life, and he did the same. Well, up until now. You didn’t understand why it was bothering you so much; the mere thought of Ron and Lavender together made your blood boil. It must have been because he kept you in the dark about it for so long.

“Y/n… are you alright?” Hermione whispered.

You were sitting on the floor of the gryffindor common room, in-front of the fireplace, finishing your History of Magic homework.

“So I’m guessing you heard about my little outburst on the quidditch field this morning?” You asked

“Half of the school heard it” She quipped.

“Wow. Thanks. That made me feel so much better.” You said with a blank expression.

It has been three weeks since you found out about Lavender and Ron. He tried ‘explaining himself’ to you on numerous occasions, but each time you came up with a pathetic excuse to avoid him. He didn’t have to explain who he was dating or why he was dating them to you. That would be weird. Why should he be obligated to consult you about his love life? You’re over reacting, thats all - you tried telling yourself every night. It didn’t bother you, honestly why should it even bother you?

“Y/n! Please stop this madness. It’s been three weeks… I miss my friend.” Ron pleaded. He had you cornered near a wall in the corridors, you couldn’t escape him now.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Lavender immediately. Honestly… I didn’t see it lasting long anyway , so I didn’t bother telling you. And to be frank, I didn’t think you’d like her… guess I got that part right.” Ron explained as he scratched the back of his neck.

“No. Don’t be sorry. I’m sorry Ron. I’m sorry for acting so childish.” You apologised

Ron pulled you into a tight hug and smiled.

“Soooo… tell me about her. Is she a good kisser?” You teased

“Oh shut it” Ron play punched you in the shoulder.

“What!? Every time i’ve seen you guys together , you’ve been snogging!” You said laughing.

And just like that, everything felt normal again.

Exams had just come to an end, and you couldn’t be happier. Summer at the burrow with the weasley family awaited you. Every summer since your second year at hogwarts, Ron invited you, Hermione and Harry to the burrow to spend a few weeks there. Even when Harry and Hermione failed to go, you never missed the opportunity to spend time with the weasleys. They were the closest thing you had to family. Molly was like the mother you never had and Ginny was like a sister you adored. Ron… Ron was just your Ron. He was your favourite person in the entire world. You were hoping that wouldn’t change since he started dating Lavender.

“Did you tell Mrs. Weasley that all three of us are coming this summer?” You asked Ron. You, Harry , Hermione and Ron were sitting in the same compartment in the train whilst stuffing your faces with sweets from the trolly.

“Oh yea , i’ve told mum. She’s trilled. I even overheard Fred and George planning what tricks to play on us once we get there” Ron said.

“Did you tell her, Ron?” Harry whispered into Ron’s ear.

“Tell me what?” You asked nervously.

“Oh erm… Lavender is going to join us at the burrow this summer.” Ron mumbled stuffing his face with more sweets.

“Ron stop eating for a second. Your mouth is so full; I don’t think I heard you right…. For a second I thought you said Lavender is joining us this summer.” You said.

“Oh you heard him right.” Hermione said as she rolled her eyes.

Was he being serious right now? This was a thing the friend group shared. Why the hell did he have to ruin it by inviting his annoying little girlfriend. And just on cue, Lavender appeared outside the compartment, blowing her breath on the glass as she drew a heart and wrote ‘Lavender + Ron’ in it.

“I think I’m going to be sick” you said.

The days at the burrow passed by excruciatingly slow. You barely spoke to Ron. Lavender was every where. Even Mrs. Weasley seemed to have had enough of her. Fred and George tried to cheer you up on multiple occasions by playing tricks on Ron and Lavender every time you caught them snogging.

“Y/n , don’t be like this. Please. “ Hermione pressed.

“What do you mean? I’m not being like… anything.” You countered.

“ It’s so obvious you hate seeing Ron and Lavender together, in fact it’s obvious you hate seeing Ron with anyone that isn’t you.” Harry added

“I literally have no idea what you’re talking about.” You said as you burst out the living room.

That night, Lavender announced that she will be cooking dinner for everyone, since she wanted to do something special for her ‘Won Won’.

Everyone waited eagerly at the table , wondering what dish Lavender would be serving. You hated to admit it , but the smell coming from the kitchen was mouth watering. Your stomach made a rumbling noise as you glanced at Ron.

He was seated right across you, with Harry beside him. Hermione sat on your left and Ginny on your right. Everyone else were in their usual spots as Lavender finally bought out the food.

“Tada! I present to you , a recipe passed down for generations in my family , Cauliflower Casserole!” Lavender squeaked as she begin serving the dish to everyone.

“Double serving for you , because I know your gonna love it , my Won Won.” Lavender continued.

“Is she mental? Is she absolutely stupid? How has she been dating Ron for three months, and yet she doesn’t even know the fact that he despises cauliflower!?” You whisper shouted to Ginny and Hermione.

“Eat up Won Won.” Lavender hovered over Ron until he put a spoon full of casserole in his mouth.

“Mmm. It’s delicious.” Ron lied, turning a shade of green, as he continued eating.

“Ron you don’t have to-“ you were saying as Hermione cut you off.

“Don’t y/n. It’s not worth it.” She said.

Everyone else seemed to be enjoying their meal, even you, as the food was actually quite delicious. But, Ron barely touched his food which was extremely rare for him.

After dinner, you played a round of wizards chess with mrs. Weasley, Hermione and Ginny, and then went to bed.

You awoke at 2 am, parched and in desperate need of water. As you made your way down to the kitchen, you saw a figure standing above the stove. It was Ron.

“Hey… what are you doing up so late?” You asked.

“Blimey y/n. You scared me.” He jumped.

“Are you making food at this ungodly hour, Ronald Weasley?” You asked.

“Yea… I’m still kinda hungry.”

“Figured. Cauliflower casserole. Pft. Three months and it’s like she knows nothing about you.” you mumbled, mostly to yourself.

“I know you hate her.” Ron said

“Move over.” You ignored him as he handed you the pan. You cracked an egg and begin frying some bacon. Ron sat on the table, his mouth watering at the smell.

You placed the food on a plate and grabbed two forks. Ron practically attacked the food, making you laugh.

“Do you love her?” You asked

“Love!? Love who? Lavender? God no.” He seemed offended you even asked such a question.

“Then why are you with her , Ron?”

“I- Because I can’t be with the one person I want to be with.” He spat

“What are you taking about?” You asked, confused.

“It’s impractical. She’s like my bestest friend in the whole world. It would be nonsensical for me to confess to her. She probably doesn’t even feel the same way.” He explained.

“Are you talking about Hermione?” You asked baffled.

“Merlins sake y/n…. I’m talking about you!” He practically shouted.

“Me?” You said, your voice barely a whisper.

Both of you were standing now. Your heart was racing faster than your brain. Ron wants to be with me? How is that possible. You thought to yourself. He treated you like one of his brothers, playing rough all the time, he never even treated you like a proper girl. You would have never figured he had feelings for you.

“What are you saying, Ron?” You questioned.

“I’m saying- I’m saying that I’m bloody in love with you, y/n! I have been… for a very, very long time.” He said.

You walked closer to him, your faces only a few inches apart.

“You fool, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” You asked as you placed your hand on his cheek.

“I didn’t think you would return my feelings, and quite frankly I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.” He explained.

“Idiot” you murmured as you pulled Ron in for a kiss. He kissed back like it was the only thing he had been wanting to do all summer.

After a minute, you pulled away.

“What are we going to do about Lavender?” You asked

“I’ll sort it out first thing tomorrow. But for now….” Ron pulled you in as you smiled against his chest.

All was well. Ronald weasley was finally yours.

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Pairing: Fem!Reader x Fred weasly

Warnings: Fluff, Suggestive and Use of y/n

Summary: Y/n falls off her broom after a quidditch match and sustains a serious spine injury. She is supposed to be in bed rest at madam pomfery’s , but her bf ,Fred misses her a little to much.

Black clouded your peripheral vision, the world seemed to be spinning and you couldn’t make sense of the figures before you. Soon everything came into focus, a group of people circled around the bed you were lying on; the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Where were you? What happened? Why was everyone looking down at you?

“I think she is waking up,” a girl’s voice announced.

Then it all came crashing back to you... You fell off your broom during the Quidditch match! You were trying to hit the Bludger away from Harry just as he was about to catch the Golden Snitch, but it hit you in the head and you fell, toppling down 20 feet.

“Did we win?” You managed to croak, your voice barely a whisper.

“A determined lad she is, even on her death bed,” George said.

“And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. How are you feeling, Y/N?” Hermione asked, smiling at you.

“Never been better,” you joked.

“Yes. I caught the Snitch. All thanks to you. But please be more careful next time, Y/N. Nearly gave me a stroke when you fell,” Harry said, answering your question.

You smiled wearily.

Everyone was here, but the one person you wanted was nowhere to be seen.

“Uh- Where’s Fred?” you questioned.

“Right here, love.” A red-eyed Fred appeared.

“Aww baby, have you been crying?” you asked, teasing him.

Fred walked up to the bed and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“We’ll take that as a cue to leave then. Take care, mate,” Ron announced.

After everyone left, tears escaped from Fred’s eyes.

“Freddie… I’m fine. Don’t cry, love,” you said as you brushed his cheek with your fingers.

“Don’t ever scare me like that again, okay?”

“Okay.” You gave him a weak smile.

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“THREE WEEKS!” Fred shouted at George.

“Three bloody weeks Y/N’s been on bedrest! I can’t take it anymore, good god help me!” he cried.

“What’s with all the yelling?” you asked as the Weasley twins approached you.

“This big guy here is having a hard time keeping his little guy under control, since you’ve been on bedrest.” George smirked.

You couldn’t help but turn red after George’s comment.

“Oh bugger off, George,” Fred scolded.

After George left, Fred cozied up on the hospital bed with you.

“I miss you so much, Y/N.”

“I miss you more.”

“You know… there are things we can do that don’t require much… action. I won’t even need to get out of bed,” you suggested.

“Don’t tempt me, love. What if someone walks in on us?” he asked.

“So let them…” you smirked.

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🏆The alchemy 🏆

Harry potter x Reader

Author’s Note: Hey! This is my first time publishing a fic/ one shot, let me know if there are any mistakes ( I managed to remove how many ever I found). Open to requests <3. Mainly FLUFF and quidditch. Hope you enjoy it!

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔* Where’s the trophy? He just comes running over to me °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*

It was the quidditch final. Slytherin versus gryffindor. Tensions were high and points were low. Harry had trained his arse off for this match, day and night, ignoring his school work, his friends and ignoring the one person he never wanted to ignore, you.

Oliver Wood was behind his tail the past month, working Harry like a dog. You would watch each-other during classes sometimes or exchange a few words during dinner. That was the extent of it for the past month. It was driving you insane; not being able to be with Harry. It was definitely not easier on him. He found himself constantly dreaming about you, and whenever he thought he had free time and came to see you , Wood would steal him away for practice.

Gryffindor needed to win today. No matter what. Then it would all be worth it. Harry’s efforts and time he spent on quidditch instead of on you would all be worth it if they won.

60:40, slytherin was leading by 20 points, but Harry needed to wait for gryffindor to secure 50 points before catching the snitch in order for them to win the cup. You watched anxiously, clutching your scarf , as Draco tailed behind Harry trying to knock him off his broom. Obviously, Draco’s pathetic attempts failed because Harry was too good at what he did. That’s one of the reasons you loved him so much. He was so effortlessly brilliant at everything he did.

You jumped in excitement as Angelina throws the quaffle through one of slytherin’s hoops. The final 10 points needed for Harry to catch the snitch were secured by Katie Bell. Gryffindor and slytherin were tied. 60:60. Seeing this Harry chases after the snitch, flying through the crowd, and over you at some point. After a solid five minutes, madam Hooch blows her whistle , as Harry catches the golden snitch.

“AND GRYFFINDOR WINS THE QUIDDITCH CUP!” Jordan Lee announced

The gryffindor team hurries to Harry’s side to celebrate, but he ignores them, pushing everyone out of the way, he eagerly jumps off his broom and sprints towards you.

Tears in his eyes, Harry hugged you so tight you couldn’t even breathe. Pulling away, he drew you in for a passionate kiss, it sent shivers down your spine. Your cheeks flushed and your stomach filled with butterflies. You kissed him back, tasting a bit of sweat and salty tears but you didn’t care. You knew everyone’s eyes were on you, they were cheering loudly. But none of it mattered as Harry embraced you tightly.

“Where’s the trophy?” You asked

“I don’t know. I just wanted to come running over to you” Harry smiled.

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Are You Ready?

Charlie Weasley x Reader

Plot: Charlie leaves Hogwarts and you’re left behind to finish your 7th year. While he’s in Romania, the two of you write back and forth. 

Warnings: just fluff :’)

‘Tap tap tap’

Lifting your eyes from your potions assignment, you see an owl perched on the windowsill near your bed. You pick yourself up to open the window, take the letter from the tawny bird, and give it a treat to say thank you. The first thing you notice is Charlie’s neat handwriting across the front of the letter, the second being the faint scent of smoke emanating from the paper. You smile to yourself and carefully tear into the parchment. 

My dearest (Y/N),

My days seem to last forever without you in them. I miss you more than you could imagine- more than a cool breeze on a hot summer’s day, more than the desert misses rain, more than...someone who misses something a lot. 

Sorry, I ran out of poetic things to say.

Anyways, I truly do miss you more than I could ever describe. As amazing as it is being around dragons and following my dreams, I love you almost as much as I love these wonderful creatures and I find myself wanting to hold you, and kiss you, and hear your beautiful laugh again. It’s definitely a good thing that we’ll get to see each other in a few weeks for Christmas at the Burrow; I don’t think I could go another month without you. See you soon, darling.

All my love, 

Charlie

You couldn’t stop the tears that fell from your eyes. Charlie had been away in Romania for months now as you stayed behind to finish your 7th year at Hogwarts, and you missed him more than you’d ever tell your friends. As supportive and understanding as they were, you knew they’d tease you about it. 

After reading through the letter a few more times, you picked up your quill and moved your homework to the side to write back to your dragon-loving boyfriend.

Charlie, my love,

As much as I love your so-called poetry, I miss your smile even more. And all your cute little freckles. I’m beyond excited to see you again soon, and even more excited that I get to spend another Christmas with you and your family. Even Fred and George, the little rats.

Merlin, I can’t even describe how ready I am to see you again. Reading your letter alone made me cry, so expect tears the second I see you, love.

Here’s to hoping these next few weeks go by as quickly as possible.

Forever yours,

(Y/N)

After making sure Charlie’s owl was well rested and fed, you tied your letter to it and sent it on its way back to Romania.

Three weeks later, you step off of the Hogwarts Express, ready to finally see your boyfriend after what felt like years. You searched the crowd, and the second you spotted that familiar red hair, you took off running and jumped into his strong arms. 

“I’m so happy to see you, you have no idea,” you giggled as he lifted you from the ground and spun you around a few times. 

“Believe me, love, I have an idea. Because I missed you just as much...or maybe even more,” Charlie smiled. His hands cupped your face as he pulled you into a slow, passionate kiss, feeling all the emotions coming through. You both could feel how much you’d missed each other. 

“Well,” you said, pulling away and grabbing your trunk. “Ready to head off to the Burrow?”

“Ready, darling.”

Close for Comfort

Harry Potter x Reader

Plot: You and Harry comfort each other after Moody demonstrates the Unforgivable Curses in class. 

Warnings: none per se, use of Unforgivable Curses/mentions of death may be uncomfortable for some

(This will be based off of the book more than the movie, for anyone wondering. Also, didn’t have a lot of time to proofread this so...oops? Feedback is welcome as always! Enjoy!)

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All fourth years were beyond excited to attend their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Professor Moody, what with the older students (especially the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan) ranting and raving over the class. Naturally, you were curious about what Moody could possibly do to get the twins actually interested in a class. 

You definitely did not expect to witness the use of the Unforgivable Curses.

The class chatted excitedly until a distinctive ‘clunk clunk clunk’ could be heard echoing down the corridor.

“You can put those away,” Professor Moody grumbled. All at once, the class shoved their textbooks back into their bags. He took attendance, his magical eye rolling around to look at each student, and minutes later pulled a glass jar from his desk. Inside, three large spiders scurried around, seemingly in terror of what was to befall them. 

“Imperio!” he cried. The entire class watched with bated breath as the spider Moody had placed in the palm of his hand began doing all sorts of flips and tricks. The classroom filled with laughter. 

All but yours.

“Think it’s funny, do you? You’d like it if I did it to you?” Moody growled. “Only one person in this bloody classroom with any common sense,” he muttered, his bright magic eye landing on you. 

You’d never had the displeasure of witnessing any of the Unforgivable Curses before today, and frankly, you were quite glad. The Imperius Curse made you uncomfortable; you weren’t by any means fond of spiders, but you couldn’t help but pity the poor creature. Certainly no one would enjoy losing complete control of their mind and body and being forced into acting as a show pony. 

And it only got worse from there. 

Neville, surprising the entire class, and undeniably himself as well, raised his hand and offered Moody the next curse - “the Cruciatus Curse,” he all but whispered. 

Moody lifted the next spider from the jar, enlarged it using Engorgio, and then cast “Crucio!” 

The spider’s legs curled into its body and it began to twitch and rock back in forth, gradually shuddering more and more violently. Tears filled your eyes as you imagined how much pain the poor thing was in. You felt sobs ready to escape your body and you watched the spider, and even more so once you realized poor Neville was visibly distraught as well. You were ready to put an end to this when- 

“Stop it!” cried Hermione. Moody raised his gnarled hand from the spider, reduced it to its normal size, and placed it back into the jar. 

The time came for the final curse. The Killing Curse. 

Professor Moody raised his wand and the entire class hushed in an equal mix of anticipation and horror. You closed your eyes, unable to watch the scene unfold. “Avada Kedavra!” 

Green light flashed, signaling to you that the deed was done; though you still dreading opening your eyes to witness the aftermath. Ron had nearly fallen out of his chair, and Moody proceeded to swipe the spider’s lifeless body onto the floor. Tears filled your eyes once again; death in general upset you more than you could explain.

“Not pleasant. And there’s no counter-curse, no blocking it. Only one known person has ever survived it, and he’s sitting right in front of me.” Everyone turned to look at Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. Sitting at the desk to his left, you could see him squirm under the watch of so many eyes. And you could see the pain behind his own. You could only imagine the pain he felt, having watched his parents die trying to protect him. Even though he was so young when it happened, you were sure he had some recollection of it all. 

Once class had ended, you rushed to meet him in the hallway. “Harry!” you called after him. He motioned for Ron and Hermione to continue on without him and turned to you.

“Oh, (Y/N),” he uttered. “Um, is everything okay?”

“That’s what I wanted to ask you actually. I know watching all that couldn’t have brought up good memories, so I just wanted to check on you.” Harry’s eyebrows rose in surprise. He’d only talked to you a few times before, nothing major, so this was rather unexpected. Although, if he knew one thing about you, it was that you had a kind heart; you were even kind to Slytherins. Well, most of them. 

“Well...if I’m being honest, I am a little shaken, I suppose. Seeing the Killing Curse in person definitely isn’t my idea of fun,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Would you like to join me in the Astronomy Tower after dinner? With Halloween coming up my parents sent me some sweets a little early and I won’t be able to eat it all on my own,” you offered, smiling as sweetly as the candy stashed in your nightstand. “Plus, I could use a little pick-me-up as well.”

Harry thought for a second, then nodded. “That sounds lovely, (Y/N). I’ll see you then.”

Roughly an hour later, as you sat in the Astronomy Tower wrapped in your favorite blanket, Harry made his way up to join you. You spent hours together- talking, reminiscing, joking around with each other, and stuffing yourselves full of candy. Harry, at some point, found his way under your blanket as well, and from time to time you would brush hands or bump knees (not that either of you were complaining; you found a strange sense of comfort in each other). After yawning for about the thousandth time each, you realized it was probably time for the two of you to go your separate ways. 

“I had a wonderful time, Harry,” you told him. “It was nice to get to know you better.”

“I had a great time too,” he smiled. “We should do this more often; especially if there’s sweets involved.” Both of you laughed at his response. You bid each other good night, watching Harry as he made his way back to the Gryffindor Common Room. From that night on, he was not only the Boy Who Lived- he was the Boy Who Lived in your dreams.