Not gonna lie, Tom Felton’s current IG story vid of him skating around the fancon on a skateboard cosplayed as a Nimbus 2000 (and admitting he broke it) is proof he is living his best life.
Jason Isaacs’ current IG story of reposting the below pic from Tom’s IG story is proof that these men really are supremely well cast as family.
I am pleased with both proofs. The Malfoy family is hella chaotic good in real life.
Hahaaha
Tom on Instagram (April 20, 2019)
So this is how tom felton spent his 4/20.
t22felton: “Blue @utahhumane”
Awww that is so adorable.
I handed out this free wolfstar+harry family comic on a convention last weekend :D Thanks for coming guys!
Awww that is fucking adorable.
Pairing: George Weasley x reader
Warnings: shitty parents, self doubts
Words: 4140
It was a stupid idea. You knew it. Still you thought it was the only thing you could do. After dinner with your parents and your two older brothers you went to your room and took out the little vial you bought half a week ago. Again you read the description of the so called care potion. It was one line: Drink this potion and it will make your loved ones care about you. Of course you had also asked the seller of the potion if it was dangerous and he said no. However, he couldn’t give you more information about who it will make care or how, he just said it would just make hidden feelings come to day or intensify them so if someone never loved you that wouldn’t change. That was what worried you a little: What if that was the case with your parents?
It probably started even before your birth. Your eldest brother told you, that your parents were very happy with what they hand but suddenly your Mum got pregnant again. You never were a child they wanted and you had the suggestion that it didn’t change when you were born. Maybe if you had been a boy, things would have been better for you. Since your family didn’t own much money you always had to wear your brother’s clothes and robes. Though the middle brother sometimes got new stuff. Okay, once or twice you got something of your own as well. You still remember when both of your brothers received their Hogwarts letters and how overjoyed your parents were. Whereas they only nodded when you finally got yours.
Going to Hogwarts must have been the best thing that ever happened to you because for the first time in your life you got friends. And you also enjoyed not having your parents around anymore who obviously favoured your two brothers. Maybe this was the reason why you didn’t feel homesick. But you soon missed your friends and you noticed how you got jealous as soon as they were doing things with other people and you weren’t with them. You knew it was wrong to feel this way but all those years of neglect had their effect on you.
If you were honest, your friends, especially the Weasley twins were the reason why you hesitated to take the potion. On the other hand, it might evoked George’s feelings for you if he had any. The thing was, you had a huge crush on him. But as soon as your parents found out, they wanted to tutor you at home so that you weren’t in contact with them anymore. This was the reason why you couldn’t go back to Hogwarts for you sixth and seventh year, which meant you’d be locked in your home again and not allowed to see anyone. But maybe with the help of the potion you could persuade your parents to let you go back to school.
Aww I admit I would have a huge crush on George.
I’ve been feeling kind of down lately and I don’t know if you could write something like this, but- Slytherin!Reader X Draco Malfoy (Who are together). The Reader doesn’t feel like she’s good enough for him and starts falling behind in classes. Draco doesn’t notice, but she stops eating and starts self harming. Once he notices he helps her through it and reassures her that she’s the only one he wants. (Again I don’t know if you could write something like this, but that would be amazing!) Thanks!
Hello, thank you for requesting. I hope you enjoy this one, I don’t think I write angst very well, though I tried. Hopefully this is what you wanted but let me know what you think. :3
House: Slytherin
Blood Status: You choose
Warning: Insecure reader, self harming, not feeling good enough, depressive thoughts, angst?
Note: Angst? The reader in this story is female / uses female pronouns.
Word Count: 2,311
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3rd Person POV
Y/n walked out of Charms class, feeling dejected and empty. In her hand, she held her crumpled Charms test, where a large T for Troll was printed on the front. She could’ve done better had she actually studied for the exam and actually paid attention to the questions instead of just mindlessly writing her answers. Professor Flitwick was not impressed with her grade and pulled her aside, asking if she was feeling alright;
“Your grades have been falling drastically lately, Miss L/n. This is very unlike you, you’re usually so bright. Is everything alright?”
Many other professors had already asked her this same question so she replied to him the same way she had to everyone else; “It’s nothing.” Professor Flitwick looked uncertain but he let her go, warning her that he might have to give her detention should her grades fall any lower.
She slowly continued to trudge her way to her dorm room, the only place where she could scream her thoughts without a worry that someone else would hear. As she was about to reach the Slytherin Common Room, she felt a hand grasp hers lovingly. She gasped in surprise and turned to find Draco smirking at her. Y/n quickly forced a smile and hugged him tightly.
“Hello Love. It’s great to see you. I swear I’ve been looking for you all day but you seemed to have disappeared until now. How did your Charms test go?” He grinned.
“I got an O.” Y/n lied effortlessly through her clenched teeth.
“Really? That’s amazing.” He pressed a kiss against her forehead. “I always knew you were clever.”
“Thanks, Draco. It really means a lot.”
Draco nodded and turned away from her, walking towards the rest of his friends who sat by the fireplace. He sat on the couch next to Pansy, who engulfed him in a friendly hug. Draco hugged back and settled into his seat, laughing at something Blaise had said. Y/n sighed softly, trying to ignore the heartache she felt shoot through her chest. Pansy Parkinson, a brilliant student who aced every one of her classes. She was so brainy that the only other student that could rival her intelligence was Hermione Granger. Not to mention, she was beautiful. With her black hair and dark eyes, Y/n had thought Pansy to be more beautiful than herself.
She felt tears spring into her eyes as her thoughts took over her mind. Look at him, he looks so much happier with her than you. Tears were beginning to trail down her cheeks and Y/n hastily wiped them away. Don’t cry here. Go to your dorm room so no one can hear your pain. She obeyed her thoughts and traveled to her room, still trying her best to hold back her tears and the screams that threatened to climb out of her throat. She stepped into her room, making sure the soundproof door was closed. Y/n sat on the bed, hugging one of her green pillows tightly against her chest as sobs racked her body. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face as she screamed into the pillow, releasing the bottled up misery that had been building up over the week. She was lucky that she didn’t have dorm mates, so no one would suddenly burst into her room and see her in her torn state. She clutched the pillow tightly, still screaming into the fabric as the voices roared in her head. She wished desperately that someone, anyone would come and save her from drowning in the sea of her sadness. Unfortunately, however much she wished, nobody would come to her rescue.
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Y/n laid down on her bed, feeling completely hollow and depressed. Her throat felt sore and scratchy, her eyes were puffy and red, and her hair was a rat’s nest. She held the tear-stained pillow close, as if it were her only support in this hell. She still felt like crying but her eyes could no longer produce tears. As she lay motionlessly on the bed, the voices began to speak again.
Look at yourself. So pathetic.
Can’t even control her stupid emotions without crying.
Draco deserves better.
They were right, Draco did deserve better. Someone better than her……Pansy was better. Draco deserved someone like Pansy. Someone smart and beautiful. Someone who was worthy of his time and love. A tiny voice in the back of her head began speaking though. However, this voice was not the cliché voice that gave you hope and positivity. No, this was a much darker voice.
Maybe you don’t have to give him to someone better. Why do that when you can simply make yourself better? That way, you can still keep him.
Y/n liked this idea much better. If she couldn’t be good enough for him, she could change herself to be good enough. Before she knew what she was doing, her body moved to the other side of the room, where a small drawer leaned against the wall. She opened the drawer and spotted what she was looking for. A small silver razor laid neatly in the drawer. Y/n mindlessly picked up the razor, running her fingers gently on the sharper side. The blade glinted wickedly in the low light of the room, causing an almost evil glow to emit from the malicious object.
If she wasn’t good enough for Draco, she’ll make it so that she was. The voice in her head goaded her to quickly finish the job.
You want to be enough? Go ahead then.
Unable to control her actions, Y/n rolled up her sleeve, revealing thousands upon thousands of scars that already lined her arms. She placed the razor against her arm and followed what the tiny voice told her to do.
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The next day, Y/n slowly walked into the Mess Hall. It had taken her nearly 30 minutes to convince herself to get out of bed that morning which caused her to arrive much later than everyone else. Y/n decided not to cover up her wrist with a glamour charm as she was too exhausted to cast one, opting to wear her long sleeved Slytherin robe instead. She looked around and spotted Draco already seated at the Slytherin table. She happily skipped over to him before her cheery attitude dropped. He was sitting next to Pansy.
Of course. Maybe I should leave them alone?
Draco noticed her and motioned for her to join him, gesturing to an empty seat on the other side of him.
Or maybe not.
She sat next to him and gave him his usual kiss and hug. He smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He then turned and continued his previous conversation with Pansy, his arm still wound around her. Y/n stared at the table in front of her, not thinking she could take the sight of Draco and Pansy without feeling worthless. The table was piled high with eggs, bacon, pancakes and other miscellaneous foods. Though her stomach grumbled at the sight, the voice in her head insisted that she couldn’t eat. She didn’t think she could eat anything anyway without throwing up.
“Babe, aren’t you going to eat anything?” Draco asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.
“Not hungry.” Y/n answered.
“Are you sure? Not even something small like an apple?” Draco questioned, grabbing a green apple from the table and handing it to her. Y/n shook her head and handed the fruit back to him.
“I’m fine.” Y/n smiled, trying to hide her distress. Draco nodded and turned back to Pansy. Y/n sighed quietly, making sure Draco couldn’t hear her. Today was going to be another long day.
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Before she knew it, it was already dinnertime. The day had dragged on for what felt like an eternity as she walked towards the Mess Hall. Her stomach gurgled and she couldn’t take it anymore. She was just going to eat something small and then sleep. Y/n had planned to get some fruit from the table and make a quick getaway but clearly fate had some other ideas. Draco had spotted her before she could make her escape and he shot her a worried look as he gestured for her to come to him. Y/n contemplated not going to him but the way he was looking at her though, suggested that she had no choice in the matter. She scurried over to him and sat next to him silently. Draco pulled her into a tight hug, almost like a child would do to their favorite toy.
“Where were you during lunch? I didn’t see you nor could I find you anywhere. Mind telling me where you went?”
Crying at my self worth in the girl’s washroom. “I was in the library, studying for my assignment.”
“That’s hogwash and you know it.” Draco said angrily, “Tell me where you really were.”
“I’m telling the truth.”
“Y/n, stop lying to me. What’s been going on with you lately? You disappear during meal times and if I ever see you, you never eat. Your grades have been dropping like flies too. Please love, if something is going on just tell me. I love you.” Draco pleaded.
Y/n didn’t answer and averted her gaze to the floor, avoiding his eyes. If she looked into them, she wouldn’t be able to hold this facade and she would break in front of him. No, she needed to remain strong.
“Nothing is going on.” She quietly stated, turning away from him and attempting to return to her dorm. Draco wasn’t having any of that though and he grabbed her wrist. Immediately, Y/n felt a stinging sensation explode all over her wrist at his tight grip. She hissed loudly in pain and pulled her arm out of Draco’s grasp, cradling her burning wrist against her chest. Draco’s eyes narrowed at her sleeve, which was slowly staining red with blood. Y/n took notice of this and suddenly ran off, not giving him any time to question her. Of course, he chased after her, calling her name loudly in hopes that she would stop for him. She didn’t bother to stop and kept running, praying he would just give up. She should’ve known better.
Eventually he caught her, being a faster runner than her. Before she could say anything, Draco reached for her arm gently. She didn’t bother to resist and looked away when she felt her sleeve getting pulled up. She heard a sharp intake of breath as Draco looked at all the scars on her arm. He casted a quick healing spell on the cuts before pulling her into a fierce hug. Y/n closed her mouth and simply leaned into the embrace of her boyfriend. Draco stroked her hair and Y/n could feel her head getting wet. Was he crying?
“Why? Why would you do something like this to yourself? What could have driven you to do something like this?” Draco sobbed.
“D-Draco….you de-deserve someone s-so much b-better than me.” Y/n stuttered, feeling the tears begin to flood her eyes.
“What?”
“You deserve someone smart, talented, and beautiful. That someone isn’t me.” Y/n choked, “You deserve someone like Pansy.”
“Pansy? Why would I ever leave you for her?”
“Because she gets Outstandings all the time on her assignments. She’s pretty and perfect. I’m nothing compared to her.”
“Who says that? I’ll gladly hex them for that because what they’re saying is absolute rubbish.” Draco pulled her in closer to him, “You’re perfect for me.”
“But Pansy-”
“I don’t give a damn about her. Why would I choose her when I already have a perfectly smart and beautiful girlfriend? Listen to me, you are the only one for me. I don’t care what you think or what anyone says. I don’t want Pansy, I only see her as a friend. You are the only one I want. You are clever, you are gorgeous, and most importantly, you are enough. I feel so grateful and I thank Merlin every day that I can call you mine. I thank Salazar for bringing me this beautiful woman and allowing me to love her for the rest of my days. You are so important to me, you’ve become my everything. I can’t imagine a world without you. Pansy could never compare to you. You are the one that has stolen my heart and that’s not going to change anytime soon.” Draco lifted her chin and kissed Y/n, professing his love for her.
Y/n kissed back, the tears she had been attempting to hold back now freely falling down her cheeks. The kiss was desperate, both of them conveying the heartache they were feeling through their connected lips. Y/n wrapped her arms tightly around Draco’s neck, as if he would disappear if she let go. Eventually, the pair had to part for air. Draco was panting heavily and Y/n’s face had turned a bright shade of red. Draco rested his forehead against Y/n’s, closing his eyes in thought.
“Don’t you ever forget it, Y/n. I love you, and only you. Please never hurt your body again. You don’t deserve that. You deserve happiness, love and peace. You are so amazing and it hurts to see someone as wonderful as you think that you aren’t enough. I love you and I will never stop loving you.” Draco pressed a sweet kiss on her forehead.
“I love you too.” Y/n whispered softly, but Draco still heard it.
“I love you more.” He challenged teasingly.
“I love you most.” Y/n grinned.
I am loved, I am strong, I am beautiful, I am bright. I may not be perfect, but who is? I have flaws but I have positive parts as well. No matter what insecurities bring me down, Draco will always be there to shoo away the demons and the voices.
I am enough.
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Once again, I want to thank the anonymous person who requested this. I am aware that the ending was a bit rushed (Sorry about that). Part 5 of Love Potion will be delayed so I posted this to give all of you something to read while you wait. I’m sorry if this was triggering or really horrible to read. I am in NO way romanticising depression or anorexia. If you are suffering from any of these, please seek help. My inbox is always open and you are always welcome to PM me if you need someone to talk to. You can find your country’s suicide hotline here or here and you can find other helplines here. If you know any other ones, please inform me. I also want to thank everyone for helping me reach 150+ followers, I am eternally grateful. Words cannot describe how happy I feel that all of you enjoy my writing.
Thank you for reading this story. If you have any requests, feel free to ask. Until next time.
-Jade
Draco is sweet.
Request: Hey, could I request a George Weasley x reader where they are playing a muggle game of seven minutes in heaven in Gryffindor common room, and some of the people there are a tad but tipsy. They then dare the reader and George to go into the closet together, but the reader is rather bold and as soon as the door shuts she kisses him, which then leads to a heavy makeout session? Thank you!
A/n: I got this request and couldn’t not write it when I got the idea so thanks for requesting! It’s a lot of fluff but I love writing it so much! My classes resume next week so I might not be as active as I have been recently with exams and all. Also I’m British and I used a simple version of truth or dare. I write this from a very introverted point of view. I think it was a bit rushed but I still love it so enjoy!
Warnings: Swearing, underage drinking
Word count: 2,424
The evening had been going well, there were only a couple of remaining party goers in the room. And for your first proper party that you had attended in the comfort of the Gryffindor common room, it wasn’t as bad as you had thought it to be, and you felt glad that you’re friends had tempted you to come even if they did have a slight ulterior motive which was evident by their next move.
“Okay let’s play some party games!” Hermione announced. You sank deeper into the cushions of the comfortable sofa, hoping to be forgotten about and not roped in but yours was the first hand that Hermione pulled into the gathering circle.
You sighed, and Hermione shot you a knowing smile, you dreaded this whole situation especially knowing your crush was sat 5 feet from you, laughing and joking with his twin. You half expected/hoped for Hermione to pull out Monopoly when she said she knew of some muggle games to play - not truth or fucking dare.
Damn george is such a sap.
would you
Yessss I would beacause he is cute.
Part 8- Surprised by the appearance of his best friend/roommate Blaise on an apparent date with HCS goaltender, Ron Weasley and Harry’s best friend. Surprised he asks HCS’s resident gossip queen if she knew.
Part 9- It’s the first game of the season, and tensions are high. HCS’s football team is renowned and they have prime television spot for the game. Unfortunately, they lose. While it’s disappointing, nobody is ready when their goalkeeper disappears from campus life for the weekend. Worried sick, Harry reaches out to find his best friend.
Part 10a: Ron finally answers the questions of his whereabouts when he reveals his not-a-secret-anymore Slytherin boyfriend Blaise. Harry, realizing the cryptic messages from Draco where to protect his friend, informs him that he’s glad that Ron is safe and isn’t mad about Draco protecting his friend’s privacy.
This just funny.
I hate backgrounds, i really do… but I love this game
Link is such a cute dork.
Easter with the Malfoys
This makes my fucking heart melt and happy easter
I wanted to draw this picture for a while now :D
Oh damn Draco looking fucking handsome.
Luna Lovegood deserves the world
Luna is the best.
“You no fun, unca Dwaco!”
That is cute.
That 2nd one is fucking humoris.
Part 5: It’s test day and Harry’s nervous. Draco is too but he’s got his mask on of cool, indifferent nonchalance. Hermione, Ron and Harry meet to have some breakfast, and then go off towards class. After the test and classes they meet up again to get some ice cream to talk and take Harry’s mind off the test.
Part 6: Their next class comes with test results and it’s positively amazing! With high scores, Harry and Draco talk over how intensely similar their results are and find that they’ve really learned about the material! Professor McGonagall reaches out to congratulate and also ask them to consider continuing their tutoring sessions. She believes that with more work, their overall grades would improve significantly. And so they find themselves at a cafe for more tutoring/studying
Part 7: New feelings are beginning to blossom and Draco isn’t sure how to deal. He finds he enjoys the time spent with Harry on their study dates, yet the guys is such a jock that Draco despised him on principle. He reaches out, for help and takes a coffee break to relax. While there, he sees something shocking.
Damn Ron looking so good.
