colin-creevy

Better names than Albus Severus Potter

Rubeus Regulus

Alastor Kingsley

Neville Cedric

Elphias Nicholas

Gideon Fabian

Colin Montgomery

Florean Broderick

Hedwig Dobby Kreacher

RUBEUS REGULUS

important things to remember

  • three houses stood between harry potter and pansy parkinson
  • mr & mrs weasley fought the battle of hogwarts without knowing where ron was
  • harry was so caught up in battle prep he forgot about the horcrux thing
  • neville & his herbology buddies threw mandrakes @ death eaters 
  • then neville used venomous tentacula to ensnare them
  • sir cadogan being IN HIS ELEMENT and rushing from painting to painting shouting encouragement @ people
  • mrs norris hissed & batted at owls
  • firenze showed up to fight 
  • poor hermit bewildered alberforth dealt w/ literally hundreds of people passing in & out of his house & then came to fight when he realized what was happening
  • slughorn finally decided his loyalties
  • ron: “so what’s new with you?”
  • colin creevy snuck back in after the evacuation
  • ron went after the basilisk fangs & remembered parseltongue to get them
  • hermione’s quick thinking w/ that slide literally saved their lives
  • mrs augusta longbottom put on her hat before she came to see what the what was up @ hogwarts
  • even the Headless Hunt people showed up
  • all the portraits encouraged ppl
  • instead of grieving in the great hall, ginny went outside, probably to be alone, and found it in herself to comfort a scared, lost girl whimpering for her motherneville & wood gathering the dead
  • professor trelawney throwing crystal balls down @ people
  • percy cursed the minister of magic & cracked a joke
  • minerva in her tartan dressing gown w/ a flock of galloping desks trailing behind
  • peeves dropped snargaluff pods onto death eaters so they were covered in wriggling, fat green worms
  • a dying snape was still with it enough to give harry those memories
  • He is dead!
  • mcgonagall’s scream
  • He beat you!
  • neville charged voldemort and mouthed off to him & slayed tf out of that snake
  • hagrid had his bro carry him from the cave to hogwarts, got shoved through a window, got carried away by giant spiders, and sobbed & carried dead harry all the way back to hogwarts
  • the rest of the centaurs, everyone & their mom, the threstrals, and even buckbeak came to fight
  • kreacher leading all the house elves w/ carving knives & cleavers stabbing & hacking @ death eaters
  • Not my daughter, you bitch!
  • harry literally waited until the opportune moment to reveal himself & it was so dramatic. bless him, sirius would’ve been so proud.
  • harry tried to get voldy to try remorse and redeem himself
  • ppl throwing food out the window into grawp’s mouth
  • blessed luna saw that harry was exhausted & distracted ppl so he could get out of the great hall
  • peeves immediately made up a verse about moldy voldy
  • harry: i’ve had enough trouble for a lifetime. *immediately joins the aurors*
Trans headcanons for hogwarts

-Hermione Granger isn’t able to get into the first year dorm on her first night and spends the night crying until George Weasley comes down to the commons to see her.
-He explains in a soft tone that he understands how she’s feeling and together they go knocking on McGonnagall’s bedroom door because she needs somewhere to sleep dammit.
-McGonnagall apologizes to the young girl right away and it takes the rest of the night to get the girl’s dorm to accept her.
-Hannah Abbott and Hermione form a secret group for transgirls and occasionally they have a meet up with George’s transboy group. They all have secret badges.
-The next year they’re ready for any new trans kids and the two groups merged together so its just the SOTANGS(society of trans and nongender specifics). -When Lockheart refers to George as a she all hell breaks loose. The fanclub of Lockheart grows to near nonexistent by the time the dueling club is started up.
-Colin Creevey comes out to SOTANGS when someone steals his hormone blockers.
-The person receives hell and is shunned by the entire school for the rest of the year.
-They don’t come back the next year.
-Speaking of year three, SOTANGS is growing larger and they need to find a new classroom.
-Colin discovers the Room of Wishes Granted, as he calls it
-The room gives everything from pamphlets to stuffing and binders, packers and tucking underwear.
-George starts testosterone therapy at the end of the year
-Year four has SOTANGS gaining honorary members from dumstrang and beaubaxton.
-A GSA is created and Cedric and Cho come out as bi and ace, respectively.
-Luna stumbles into a SOTANGS meeting after hearing about it from Ginny.
-Susan Bones becomes Stanley Bones and later starts a drag club.
-Charlie bursts in one day in full drag but like, as a dragon. Dragon Shows
-Viktor Krum shows Hermione a spell to help her enlarge her breasts over the summer.
-Year Five has SOTANGS and the DA basically being the same thing except Harry is fucking oblivious.
-Umbridge misgenders a third year and has them write “i am a boy, i am doing this for attention” with a blood quill. George develops a skin cream that helps heal scar wounds, one that will later become the basis for top surgery scar removal.
-Harry is literally so oblivious, honestly bless him.
-I hate Umbridge and she steals kids trans gear -Basically Umbridge deserved death
-Painful death
6th year is when Hermione starts HRT and Ron finds out, he literally looks at hermione and just *shrugs*
-“okay still a girl though yeah?” -ron
-WWW has all trans things needed(including magical binders for guys that had larger breasts)
-Lavender misgenders Hermione and George in the same breath and Ginny fucking decks her
-Slughorn just not giving a shit and properly addresses everyone
-Draco figures out he’s gay because he tried kissing Pansy and that was gross but holy shit Blaise.
-Blaise basically wins over the entire school with how hot they are
**HC AUTHOR NOTE**
Please skip this section if abuse and torture trigger you. I’m not joking, in case you haven’t noticed the Carrow twins are fucking horrible and they’re about to get worse. -any SOTANGS kids who didn’t go to Hogwarts this year had it easy
-all HRT and T was confiscated
-binders/tuckers/packers/stuffers(idk what transgirls call them someone send help) were burned
-if anyone was caught using the “wrong”(see: misgendering assholes) pronouns was tortured for an hour
-most moved into the room of requirement(wishes granted) pretty quickly
- the carrows did a lot of horrible shit
-one kid died because the carrows tortured him for a full day
-kids were ordered to report if someone used the “wrong pronouns”
-that actually happened only once.
-Due to the war, George didn’t get to have top surgery while Fred was alive.
-Colin never got to be in his perfect body.
-Over half of SOTANGS was lost.
-But the group continues and merges with the GSA.
-Teddy and Victorie head the group as the androgynous duo.
-Roman comes to his mother two weeks before he’s due to start school and asks her mom to call her Rose.
-Everyone accepts the change without a big fuss.
-Rose is still her Uncle Percy’s favorite, much to Ron’s dismay.

Harry Potter Characters
  • ARIES: James Potter, Fred & George Weasley, Argus Filch, Rolanda Hooch, Horace Slughorn, Petunia Dursley
  • TAURUS: Cedric Diggory, Alice Longbottom, Colin Creevy, Pomona Sprout, Helena Ravenclaw, Viktor Krum, Helga Hufflepuff, Rose Weasley, Teddy Lupin
  • GEMINI: Draco Malfoy, Peter Pettigrew, Dean Thomas, Nymphadora Tonks, Rowena Ravenclaw, Albus Potter, Lily Luna Potter
  • CANCER: Lavender Brown, Seamus Finnigan, Dobby, Marlene McKinnon, Oliver Wood, Xenophilius Lovegood, Dudley Dursley
  • LEO: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, Neville Longbottom, Fleur Delacour, Lucius Malfoy, Godric Gryffindor
  • VIRGO: Hermione Granger, Percy Weasley, Romilda Vane, Dolores Umbridge, Andromeda Tonks, Narcissa Malfoy
  • LIBRA: Katie Bell, Cho Chang, Cormac McLaggen, Minerva McGonagall, Filius Flitwick, Garrick Ollivander, James Sirius Potter, Astoria Greengrass
  • SCORPIO: Sirius Black, Bellatrix Lestrange, Angelina Johnson, Molly Weasley, Igor Karkaroff, Salazar Slytherin
  • SAGITTARIUS: Barty Crouch Jr., Rubeus Hagrid, Firenze, Bill Weasley, Peeves, Cornelius Fudge, Hugo Weasley
  • CAPRICORN: Severus Snape, Tom Riddle, Kreacher, Septima Vector, Alastor Moody, Aberforth Dumbledore
  • AQUARIUS: Luna Lovegood, Lily Evans, Aurora Sinistra, Frank Longbottom, Arthur Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Regulus Black
  • PISCES: Ron Weasley, Remus Lupin, Padma & Parvati Patil, Sybill Trelawney, Ludo Bagman, Vernon Dursley, Moaning Myrtle

I see a lot of posts remembering those who died in the Battle of Hogwarts today (as there should be) but I think we should start remembering ALL who died in the second wizarding war, as there isn’t really a day for that. So in addition to Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Colin Creevy, Fred Weasley, Lavender Brown, Vincent Crabbe (no one mentions him. Yea he was an asshole, but he was still a person) Severus Snape (yes, even him, just today) and the fallen fifty; I raise my wand to Cedric Diggory, Sirius Black, Albus Dumbledore, Hedwig, Alastor Moody, and Dobby the Free Elf.

Aftermath [Ghost Fred Weasley x Reader]

Requests are OPEN!

I was very sad whilst writing this, it broke my heart because I realised how much I loved Fred’s character. I tried writing this one in a different style so you can see how their friendship progressed I guess. I hope you enjoy :)

Request: “Request for a fred, post war, ghost fic with the reader become friends with him years after the battle of Hogwarts?” - anon


day one

The quiet girl traveled to the Transfiguration Courtyard, her favourite part of Hogwarts Castle. Most people were too scared to travel through there, because it was the most haunted area of the castle- many deaths happened there during the Battle of Hogwarts, twenty years ago. Y/N loved this; she had taken an interest in the ghosts of Hogwarts castle, and she was friends with many of the younger ones who had sacrificed themselves for Harry Potter.

She shared a small conversation with Colin Creevy, and smiled at his observations of the new students of Hogwarts. She glanced around the courtyard, pointing to a tall man who was roaming around, quite a sad look on his face, unlike the other ghosts who roamed the courtyard.

“Colin, who’s that?” she asked, discretely pointing to the man. 

“That, Y/N, is Fred Weasley.”

day thirteen

Y/N made her way back to the courtyard, not seeing Colin sat in his usual place. A frown rested on her face for Colin wasn’t one to roam around.

“Looking for somebody?”

The sudden voice made the girl jump. She turned to see the man who Colin had said was Fred. She smiled.

“You’re Fred, aren’t you? Fred Weasley.”

“Yep, that’s me. Who are you?”

“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N. It’s lovely to meet you, Fred,” a large, genuine smile was on her face. Fred looked at her and sighed.

“What business do you have here?”

“Oh, I was just looking for Colin. I’m sorry, I’ll go.”

She left, and Fred became even sadder. The only real person he’d spoken to in over twenty years had just left. He hoped she came back.

day fourteen

“Freddie!” the quiet girl appeared behind the ghost of Fred. It made him a tiny bit happier, that she had returned despite his rudeness the day before.

“Hello, Y/N. To what do I owe this pleasure?” Fred followed the girl to the bench and sat next to her. He noticed the puking pastilles in her pocket and he got a headache from it. His past, his wonderful, happy past.

“I just wanted to come here; it’s my favourite part of the castle, you know.”

“I didn’t know, that’s cool. Why is it your favourite place?” He was very intrigued as to why somebody would like the scary, haunted part more than anywhere else.

“I just think it has an interesting history. Many of the people who roam here died in the Second Wizarding War, and honestly I’m so thankful for everybody here. Imagine what it would have been like if that Voldemort had won.” A shudder fell down her spine, and Fred nodded. taking all of that in.

“It’s nothing you should concern yourself with. It happened a long time ago now.”

“Fred, I am sixteen in the summer. That means it only happened five years before I was born, it’s definitely something I should worry about.” But Fred was gone, she didn’t know why, but he had left.

day fifteen

“Back again, Y/N?” Fred chuckled as he saw the girl sat by herself on the bench. She nodded, an eager smile on her face. 

“Where did you go yesterday, Fred?” A sigh left his lips as he looked at the girl sat to his right.

“Just, talking about it all hurts. I left everything that night. I lost my mum and dad, I lost all my siblings, I lost my twin. George. He was amazing, I spent every second with him and I loved him to pieces.”

“I’m sure he says the same thing about you, Fred,” she smiled, placing a hand just above where his back would rest. She didn’t want to be rude and put her hand through the man, she she kept it where it was.

“Yeah, but his last memory of me was my death. I was there, you know, when they found me. I watched, and his screams and cries, all of their cries, it killed me.” He stared into the distance, and she looked closely at him. “I miss them so much, especially George. We both had it rough that year. He had his ear blown off, I died.” 

A sympathetic look spread across Y/N’s face. “I’m sure they miss you equally as much, Fred. You’re a good person. They must honour you, you died for such a good cause, because of your sacrifice, many other wizards and witches can live a long, happy life, not in fear. That’s because of you!”

“That doesn’t stop it hurting,Y/N. Besides, they’ve probably forgotten all about me now, it’s been twenty years.”

day thirty five

“Fred! I brought you a surprise! Sorry for not visiting lately, I’ve been preparing this for you, and it took me a lot of hard work!” she ran up to the ghost, a large smile spread across her face.

“What is it, Y/N?” he asked, confusion spreading across his face. She nodded her head over to the doorway, and there he saw George.

“George?” Fred’s ghost ran over to him, wrapping his transparent arms around his twin brother. Tears were spilling from George’s eyes as he was finally reunited with his twin brother.

“Hey, Freddie,” he whispered in a soft voice. “How have you been?”

“Lonely, Georgie. I have to say, the years have not been pleasant to you,” he grinned at his brother’s frown lines and his ginger mustache. George laughed, shaking his head.

“Twenty years you haven’t seen me and you insult me the second you greet me,” he laughed, wiping the tears from his face. “God, I’ve missed you so much.”

Y/N smiled, watching the two brothers talk as she slowly stepped out of the courtyard. She skipped away and to her next lesson, a happy feeling inside of her as she knew she had done something amazing.

day forty

“Y/N! I can’t ever repay you for what you did the other day,” Fred wrapped his ghost arms around the girl, a huge smile on his face as he did. She had never seen him this happy.

“You don’t need to repay me, Freddie! It helped the both of you, and I’m so happy that I could make a small difference to the two of you. Besides, George told me a bit about you. Apparently, you were a bit of a troublemaker when you were at Hogwarts?” She folded her arms, raising an eyebrow at him. He nodded, a small laugh leaving his lips.

“Yeah, George and I used to love messing with people, especially Filch.”

“Then why are you lingering here? Let’s get messing with Filch! C’mon, I have an idea.”

day seventy five

Fred had waited for Y/N to turn up many days afterwards, yet she never came. He was confused as to what was keeping her, but decided not to press any further. He was curious, however, so he headed to the Y/H Common Room and hid well.

She walked in, arguing with a boy who looked like he was in a different year to herself. 

“You’re embarrassing to me! You have no friends and you sit with the ghosts at every opportunity you get! Don’t you understand what people are saying to me?” Fred understood, he was her brother.

“No offence, Greg, but I really don’t care. I’m friends with the ghosts, they’re more my kind of people. Everybody else here, they’re different to me.”

“They’re not people, Y/N! They’re ghosts!”

“They are people, Greg! You won’t keep me away from them any longer, I don’t care about how embarrassed you are of me! I’ll be writing to mum and dad.”

Fred left, he didn’t want to hear anymore. It annoyed him that her brother was like that to her.

day eighty

“Fred, hello,” it was the nighttime and he knew she wasn’t supposed to be there.

“Hello stranger,” he grinned, ruffling her hair. She chuckled, tying it back into a hair tie. “How’ve you been?”

She rolled her eyes. “Terrible. My brother is such an arse.” Fred wanted to agree but didn’t want to seem like a stalker.

“What happened?”

She explained to him everything that he had said to her about the ghosts and how he had stopped her from coming to visit him, and that she had to sneak out to visit him. He was angry but also happy that she still found a way to come and find a way to see him.

day ninety

Fred was so happy that he finally found a friend. Y/N learned that Colin had been taken to the afterlife, he had found what he longed for and not even his ghost remained. He hated seeing her sad, because she was his best friend. 

day ninety nine

Fred was the happiest he had been in twenty years.

cruelladegay  asked:

Gryffindor pride parties are major ragers and theres every magical alcohol imaginable and colin creevy is running around taking pictures only wearing a pride flag

McGonagall rubs her temples when Celeste - a slightly snobbish princess from a castle painting in the Gryffindor common room - comes bursting in on poor Brutus - a jumpy little knight who never wanted to be a knight but that’s how he got painted - to tell the Gryffindor Head that there is, of all things, underage drinking occurring right in the Gryffindor common room. 

It’s not like Minerva is particularly surprised. Teens love to experiment and, unfortunately, not every sixth and seventh year is going to be responsible and act as a good role model for the younger students. Not all the older students understand that there are impressionable young eleven year olds around and that they, with their older kid hijinks, can seriously harm those children. And the children just want some attention from the teens because they consider them so cool and will do anything with the tiniest bit of pressure. McGonagall remembers those days, even as old as she is. As well, she’s been doing this job long enough. This is hardly the first time.

She thanks Celeste and then snaps at the princess to give her some room to breathe and plan out the best course of action. Shutting these things down tends to mean they’ll just happen again - and eventually someone will figure out there there’s someone living in the castle painting and that’s how Minvera always knows far too much about the goings-on in their common room. But the longer she sits there, the angrier she gets. If she sits and thinks any longer, she’ll snap at them and scare them away from speaking up and that’s not what she wants. She wants to know why they thought alcohol was a good idea.

Before she can work herself up any further, McGonagall stands up and walks out of her office, straight towards the common room. Celeste must have stopped by the Fat Lady’s portrait before she went back to hiding in her castle because Minerva hasn’t even finished barking out the password before the Fat Lady swings the door open.

Music so loud there’s no way anyone can hear what anybody else can say slams into Minerva, feeling like a physical force. She muscles her way past it, strides into the common room, and sends a wordless and wandless silencing spell to the music. Then she waits. Students don’t notice her right away. They’re all shouting at each other and - is that the Creevey boy wrapped up in a flag, for goodness sake, who thought giving him alcohol was a good idea? - hyped up. Students are dancing on tables and jumping on armchairs. Some of the boys have made a game out of sliding down the stairs to the girl’s dormitory. Slowly, like a line of dominoes in slow motion, the students feel her presence. The ones closer to her notice first and freeze - drunk and buzzed and sober, all of them. Then the ones behind them and the ones behind them and suddenly the common room is dead silent.

“What in Merlin’s beard is going on in here?” Minerva asks, her voice tight and clipped, looking down her glasses in that way she knows makes some students quiver.

No one answers, so coughs. “Erm - pride party, professor?” a fourth year with sandy brown hair offers, more a question than a statement.

“This-” she waves her wand, summoning all the alcohol, where it waits, floating in the air “is your pride? Pride of what? Underage drunken mishaps? Nights of bad choices? Pressuring children into feeling terrible? Illegal escapades?”

A few of the upper years stare at her, drunk but ashamed. Some of the younger years just look confused - and some queasy. She’s sure some have already thrown up. Most the students avoid her eyes. 

“Well?” she prods. Her question was genuine.

One of the upper years gets her question and stands up to face her. “P-pride of self, professor. Um, you know, our orientations.”

A wave of emotions washes over Minerva. Anger that these children think this is what pride means. Sadness that years of fighting for queer wixen rights still hasn’t brought the safe spaces needed. Shock and happiness that these children think this is something worth celebrating.

McGonagall waves her wand, disappearing the alcohol from the premise. “Fifteen points from your house for every fifth year and up here. Forty points from every student who brought alcohol here - and detention, which you will see me about tomorrow. I will have water and sandwiches sent up. You will all partake. Any students who are not feeling well are to report to Madam Pomfrey right away. Line up here,” she gestures to her left, “ and I will escort you. No lying, now. If you vomit anywhere in this room, you will be cleaning it up. Now!” Students jump to follow her directions. As she suspects, it’s mostly first and second years, along with some third years who line up to go to the nurse. “Students with detention will report to my office tomorrow at eight a.m. sharp. I expect everyone in bed after they have finished their sandwich. I will speak to you all about this again tomorrow.”

There’s some slight groaning as the students follow her to Poppy. Her friend wakes immediately once she  hears “alcohol”. She leaves the competent nurse in charge of the students. She knows Poppy will send some headache and stomachache cures to the Gryffindor common room, as well as taking care of the students now in her ward. The last stop McGonagall makes is down to the kitchens, where she personally apologizes and asks the House Elves if they could send up plenty of sandwiches and water to Gryffindor Tower.

Minerva won’t sleep well tonight. She has plans to make. She will show the Hogwarts students that there are better ways to celebrate and show their pride. She will show them how to party without the illegal shenanigans. She will show these students what it means to be safe and loved and accepted.

~Hufflepuff Mod

May 2nd, 1998

Today, 19 years ago the battle of Hogwarts happened. We lost warriors who fought for love, freedom and equality Let this be a reminder that even fictional stories can be real, can touch us deep and can teach us how to avoid future mistakes. Today part of George Weasley died with his twin Fred. Teddy Lupin was orphaned because his parents fought for him to live a better future. Colin Creevy threw his camera aside and fought hard to protect and his younger brother lost his best friend and role model. It’s the day Lavender Brown proved girls can be heroes. They’re more than girlfriends or eye candies. They’re warriors. Severus Snape, with a group of this fandom hating him, had finally finished his job, protected Harry till the end and died broken, full of regrets and lonely staring at a copy of the only pair of eyes that made him feel like he matters. The day the Malfoy learned how mistaken they were and stepped back when the war almost shredded them apart. They’ll never be the same. It’s the day Neville Longbottom proved his true heritage as a true Gryffindor pulling the sword out of the Sorting Hat. The day Hogwarts’ professors, all of them, will remember with pain with the memories of their fallen students being ripped from this life way too early. And a long long list of names to follow. This September though, May 2nd, 2017, the mark of the 19 years after epilogue we will celebrate our victories as we mourn our fallen warriors. As we hope for a bigger victory. A better future. A safer world. P. S. I still think Harry should’ve married Draco, but this might be just me.

Originally posted by rupelover

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anonymous asked:

How did Moaning Myrtle die if she saw the Basilik's eyes through her spectacles and Colin Creevy just got Petrified by seeing the Basilik through his camera?

My best guess is that most cameras usually contain mirrors inside them when looking through the viewfinder. So you’re not looking at the exact image but a reflection of the reflection which is probably why he didn’t die and was petrified instead. 

-Lauren

Cupid's Match: Draco; Heartbreakers

/Warning(s): None?\


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“Draco Malfoy and Y/N Sire.” Cupid said, checking the two of you off. Cupid held his bow and arrow, positioning the heart-tipped arrow at your back. “Steady, hmm, quite the mover.” Cupid said, as you moved through out the Forbidden Forest. You heard a noice and stood still giving Cupid enough time to shoot you.


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Your PoV
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I felt dizzy, a simmering pain in my back. I tried heading straight back to Hogwarts, but I couldn’t. I fell at time and gripped onto trees trying not to collapse. I walked until I saw the Hogwarts Castle. I tried the run, but before I knew it I saw pink.


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“Oh she’s waking up.” A voice hushed. I groaned, and stood up rubbing my head with my palm. “What happened?” I asked. “I found you outside the Forbidden Forest, passed out, looking like you went to a party and then came back hungover. So how are you?” Your friend, Ezra, said. “I’m good, Ez. I just feel funny.” I said.


“Well, get back on your feet, you have three boys to break up with on Valentine’s Day!” Ezra told you. “You only want me to get out of here to make boys suffer as your entertainment?” I quirk an eyebrow. “Oh, how did you know?” Ezra deadpanned. “Just a hunch.” I say, sarcasm dripping in my voice. “And then win a hottie and break his heart, it’ll be the talk of the school for the week, they’ll want to know who broke up with who, and oh it’s just nice.” Ezra fantasizes.


“Well, I mean I’m up for a challenge.” I say, Madam Pomfrey enters and sets down a tray by your table. “How do you feel dearie?” Madam Pomfrey interrogates. “I feel alright. I don’t feel sick, it was probably a awful smell from the forest.” I say.


“That good news, just take these medications and you’ll feel better than ever.” Madam Pomfrey handed me potions of resisting ache and such. “May I go?” I ask. “Yes, just sign out.” She gleamed at you. I signed out and thanked Madam Pomfrey. “Who first?” I question Ezra, who took out a list.


“First up, Colin Creevy.” Ezra said. “Ironic. Did this boy honestly think he had a chance with you, he was absolutely creepy. Ah! Colin Creepy.” Ezra laughed. “I like how you fooled him with the ‘First Kiss Talk’. He fell so in love with you.” Ezra told you. “There he is.” I said, “Gum.” Ezra took out gum and handed it to me, I took a piece and chewed on it the mint flavor tingling my tastebuds.


“Hey Colin.” I grinned sweetly. “Oh, hello Y/N!” Colin beamed. “I got you something.” Colin blushed, pulling out a box of chocolates. “Oh my gosh, Colin these are amazing, but that’s not what I came for.” I say, the end of my sentence becoming gradually sadder. “What’s wrong Y/N?” Colin asked. “Colin I don’t think this is going to work out.” I said, putting on a sad smile.


“And it’s not me. It’s you.” I said, grabbing the box of chocolates and heading of with Ezra. I looked back at a stunned Creevy. “Poor boy.” Ezra fake poured. “Let’s just go before he tells.” I said. Spitting out the gum in my mouth into the wrapper. “Dean Thomas.” Ezra said. “Sad, I kind of liked him.” I shrug. “Oh well.” Ezra said, checking him off. “Gryffindor Common Room?” I ask, thinking he’ll be there. “I’m not sure.” Ezra said. While heading to the Gryffindor Common Room, I spotted bleach white haired boy with a girl.


I inspected the scene closely and saw that the girl was in tears. I felt awful, but that is the same thing I’m doing to boys. It has always been like this, get them in love with me, get all I need, and then throw them away. It seems that I’m not the only one doing this. I seemed to feel awful about the dilemma all the time. They were in love and I wasn’t, I just couldn’t. I just don’t want to be heartbroken.


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Draco’s PoV
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Pansy Parkinson was sobbing at my feet, I felt awkward, it was embarrassing. I needed to get out fast. I pushed Pansy off my feet and walked off casually. I still heard her sobs and screams of coming back to her, but I didn’t. I still had Astoria Greengrass and another chick to break up with. I headed towards the dungeons to the Slytherin Common Room. It was decorated in silver hearts, which was hugely preferred towards the pink ones.


I saw Astoria sitting and reading a book, she looked up and gave me a grand smile. “Hello Draco.” Astoria said, her voice sickly sweet for my liking. “Hello Astoria.” I said, playing a gloom face. “What’s wrong?” Astoria questions, becoming worried. “I think we need to call this an end.” I said, as I felt a tingling pain in chest at my heart specifically. “Why?” Astoria said with tears in her eyes. “I-,” I stop talking as my head gets dizzy. “I need to go to the Infirmary.” I say, clutching my head as I stand up and fall down.


“Draco! You alright, mate.” A blurry figure of Blaise told me. “I’m not.” I said. “Come on let’s go.” Blaise putting my arm around his shoulder dragging me to the Infirmary passing out as I saw pink.


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I woke with Blaise beside me. “You awake?” Blaise asks. “No.” I retort. “Alright let me make you a grave.” Blaise cheekily smiled. “Gosh, I feel awfully weird.” I told Blaise. “I just want to get out of here.” I said. “Ask Madam Pomfrey. And quick I have to go to the Valentine’s Day Ball with my girlfriend.” Blaise told me. “There’s a Ball?” I question. “Yes.” Blaise said. “Now hurry.” Blaise rushes. I ask Madam Pomfrey if I could leave, she said of course but I still got medications. We went to the Slytherin Common Room and Blaise went to get prepared and I think I’ll join him to the Ball.


I looked at pure black suit with a white blouse underneath. “You need something festive.” Blaise said, handing me a pink bow tie, I put it on even though I dislike the color. “Ready? You don’t have a date don’t you?” Blaise interrogated. “Yes and no, but I’m still going.” I said. “OK.” Blaise sighed.


We walked out of the Slytherin Common Room, Blaise’s Ravenclaw girlfriend beside him, as I was the third wheel. We headed towards the Grand Hall. It was decorated in intriguing decor. I walked down to the end of the staircase. Watching all the love in the air, I looked up at the staircase and found two girls, one with pink and blond hair and the other with H/C hair.


She was absolutely breath-taking, I couldn’t remove my eyes off her. “Stop staring at her lover boy.” Her friend told me, I didn’t realize that they were down the stairs already. “By the way, she’s single.” Her friend winked at me, walking away. I looked back at the girl’s friend. She looked stunning, with her curled/straightened hair with a rose crown on top, her flowing fair pink dress that reached her knees were paired with glimmering silver heels.


I walked towards the girl, who was oddly alone. “Hello.” I said, catching her attention. “Ello.” She smiled, making a grin appear on my face. “May I have this dance?” I ask, putting out a hand for her to grab in which she did. “Sure.” She said. “I’m Draco. Draco Malfoy.” I told her. “Y/N. Y/N Sire.” She tells me as I twirl her around.


“You look lovely.” I say, “Thank you. Well, you look rather dashing yourself.” Y/N complimented me. “Thank you.” I laugh. The songs kept playing as we stared at each other, a stare like this could only appear to be in a Romance Novel. The song came close to an end and this was my chance, I dipped her and gave her a kiss. I pulled her up and she didn’t pull back, she laid her arms around my neck pulling me closer. Her soft, chocolate lips went on my slightly chapped, mint lips. A breeze swept right by us as a pink and white aurora surrounded us. We let go and looked at each other with Cheshire Cat grins on our faces.


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Cupid’s PoV
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Matched.” Cupid smiled.