“Do you really think this is a good idea?” Finn asked wearily as he watched you get ready in the warm glow of the light. You laughed lightly, it carrying through the air. You turned and kissed him lightly on the cheek.
“I don’t think it’s the best idea, but it’ll be fun. Just try and have a good time, ok?” You reassured him and he rolled hi eyes just as the door downstairs was swung open, hitting the wall with a thud.
“OI, FINN YOU READY?” It was John’s raspy, loud voice calling up to them. Finn groaned, causing you to giggle and push him down the stairs.
“There he is. Our little Finn soon to be hitched.” John called as you stopped at the bottom of the steps.
ill tell you abt him making me cum lol ive gotten a handful of messages asking. so the first time was w him fingering me, second time he was kneeling in front of me w me laying on my back and he like lifted me by my thighs and was moving my hips up and down while he fucked me, third time was w a rabbit lol and fourth was when i squirted and that was him using a glass dildo on me!!!
WIP sfm image. I plan to make 1-2 group poster for each FNAF game. The Nightmare models are far the best IMO, they are so rough and detials :) It was hard to decide which version of Foxy and Mangle I should use…
As you arrived on the
Platform 9 ¾, you were surprised how many students came back in this year. You
couldn’t decide it’s either bravery or stupidity, but you didn’t have time to
think about things like this; your gaze met that so familiar stormy grey eyes,
and before your brain could start to working, your legs already run, run into his arms,
and in the next second you held each other so tightly like if you don’t, the
moment will slip away and both of you’ll disappear.
When you released each other
he cupped your face and looked deeply into your eyes so you had some time to
examine his face. It was grey, serious and stern. It was a face that looked like
don’t know how to smile anymore. You couldn’t look at him any moment longer; it
hurt too much saw him like this.
Lucius was even worse shape than Draco; only
Narcissa has some express on her face that reminded you how the Malfoys used to
look like, and she looked determined.
„Is everything alright?” – you
asked him after you found an empty compartment, but he didn’t answer.
„Listen. You have to stay
close to me. Hogwarts isn’t the same anymore.”
„You don’t say.” – you said
sarcastically, but his face remained stern.
„It isn’t funny, Y/N. Death
Eaters will teaching us. Don’t think you’ll be safe because you’re pureblood.
They’re know your name.”
„And do you think you can save
me from them? From him?”
„I don’t think anything.” – he
said after a few second silence. – „But I know
I’ll do everything to keep you safe. I promsied that. Just please… stay put.
And let me help.”
You nodded in silence. Of
course it wasn’t your intention to get yourself killed, but Draco knew that sometimes you can’t shut your mouth. Only now everything’s changed – and you revalued your priorities. Draco is more important to you than everything, so you’ll swallow your pride to keep yourself and him safe.
And it worked well, until a
Dark Arts class near the end of the term.
„Oh, Miss Y/L/N! I don’t
remember you practicing the Cruciatus Curse at all! Now come on now, show us
something interesting… on him.” said Carrow cheerfully while nodded at a
You slowly walked in front of
the class with the boy that you recognized now: Neville Longbottom. As you
pointed your wand at him with shaking hands, you could tell he doesn’t afraid. Not anymore.
„Just do it Y/N.” – he
„See? He’s even asking for it!
Don’t be such a coward, girl, do it!” Carrow looked happier then ever, while
your mouth went dry and your hand just shaked more. You lower your wand.
„Aaah.” – Carrow sighed. „What
a shame, Y/L/N. Your parents would be very dissapointed.”
The anger that you felt at the last minutes - and the last few months - expanded with that sentence. You lost your temper, pointed
your wand at your teacher and shouted: „Stupefy!” As your stunning spell was too strong, he flown over the
classroom straight to a bookshelf. Before he could stand up, Draco ran over to you and stood
before you. „That was really stupid.” – he whispered.
As Carrow comes back to you
with anger in his eyes, Draco pointed his wand on him.
„Do you think I am afraid of you?” – he laughed. „Your family lost
that position ages ago, Malfoy. You don’t have the courage to do anything, so, put mommy’s wand away.”
„If you touch her, I’ll have
the courage I swear.” Maybe it was the anger on his face or the dedicated look
on his eyes, but Carrow frowned and lowered his wand.
„All right kids. Sit down. As
for you, Y/L/N, you can come for detention today, 5 o’clock.” – he smirked, and
Draco turned around but you stopped him and gave him a warning look. Everybody knows
what a detention means with the Carrows.
It was almost 5, so you exit
the common room with Draco on your heels.
„Draco if you won’t go back
I’ll hex you. You can’t come there!”
„Do you know what will he do
with you?” – he shouted desperately.
„I know, and I also know that
you won’t control yourself if you see. You and your family is enough trouble
already, don’t risk anymore because of me, please. I can get much worse than
torture if you intervene.”
He slowly snuggled up to you and
kissed your forehead, then raised your chin with his fingertip. „Please love,
After nearly half an hour with
Carrow, you were thankful that Draco didn’t come with you. If he could hear
your screams, Godric knows what would he done.
The detentions was all the
same: students practiced the Cruciatus Curse on other students. In your case,
you get it from Carrow. It was beyond every pain that you ever felt before. It
was in your bones, in your brain, in your veins, and after several minutes
torture, you lost your energy to scream. You couldn’t see or move. As tears
fell down on your face, Carrow knelt next to you.
„Well well, at least you take
it better than your sweet mother.” You felt as he grabbed your arm and something
hurt on your skin, but after the previous pain, it was like nothing. You heard
the door swung open, but you cannot have the strength to look at the way,
though you recognize the monotone voice immediately.
„What have you done to her?” –
„She earned her punishment,
she stunned me at the class.”
„Carrow that poor girl barely
alive! Get out.” And you felt Snape lifted you, but the next moment you blacked
out. You woke up to Draco’s voice.
„Sweetheart, please talk to me,
please, please…” – he prays to you, his hand on your cheek when you open your
eyes; you were at the Hospital Wing.
„Oh thank Godric. Say
„I’m okay.” – your voice is
barely audiable and hoarse after the screams.
„No, you’re not. I’ve
shouldn’t let this happen. I shouldn’t…”
„It isn’t your fault, Draco.”
– you said to him and stroke his cheek with your weak hand. He gently grasped
your forearm but you gasped to his touch and pulled your hand away from him.
„What is it? Where it hurts?”
– he gave you a concerned look and you knew it’s unnecessary to lie to him, so you
streched your arm. Draco rolled up your sleeve and a tormented, angry look appear
on his face as he saw the blood traitor
text craved in your arm. He stood up so quickly his char is fell over.
„I’ll kill him.”
„No, stop, come back here!” –
your voice suddenly came back when he was almost already at the doors, but of course, Madam Pomfrey wasn’t happy to hear you shouting.
„This is enough, she needs to
rest! Get out of here Mr. Malfoy, don’t bother her.” – she said angrily, but you
grabbed her arm.
„No, please I want him to
stay, please!” – you cried, more to Draco than to her.
„All right,” – she said
finally – „but one more shout and you’ll be banned from here.”
„I won’t let him to get away
with this, Y/N.” – he whispered as sat down next to you.
„You have to. Remember what I
said earlier? About your family? It was my fault. I’m lucky to be
alive after my parents anyway.”
„Don’t say that. Please.
You’re the only thing that keep me sane. I cannot lost you.”
A few hours later he layed on the bed next to you, both of you in silence, just watching each other’s face. You remembered something; a late morning, back at the Malfoy Manor when you relaxed on the bed silently, examined every little detial on him, and he did the same as well. The memory of the peacful moment filled your brain when you heard his low voice.
„Y/N. After all of this ends, will
„Yes.” – you cut him off with
a weak smile.
„Let me finish.” He smiled
too. „Will you marry me?”
„Yes.” – you repeated in a so
natural tone, because it was the only thing that you were sure about.
You woke up two days later in the middle of the night to the noises, still at the Hospital Wing. You quickly dressed up and as you hurried down in the corridors, you bumped into Professor McGonagall.
“Professor! What is happening?”
“War, Miss Y/L/N. The rest of your house at the dungeons, if you please will join them.”
You immediately ran down to the dungeons. You have to find him. Or maybe he is with them? You could hardly concentrate, and before you realized, you were already in the common room. With fast breaths, you glanced around, but you didn’t see him.
“Where’s Draco?” - you asked Pansy.
“I don’t know. He searched for you but disappeared with Crabbe and Goyle - where are you going? Stay here Y/N!” - Pansy shrieked as you hurried back to the door.
But you didn’t care; you have to find him, you have to know he’s safe. At the courtyard, there were chaos. Teachers and students defending the castle - and it’s flashed into your brain; why the other Slytherins are sitting at the common room while everything is falling apart?
As you saw a little girl, probably first or second year in front of a Death Eater, you yelled „Stupefy!” to save
her, but you missed it. “RUN!” - you shouted at her.
The Death Eater turned to you, raised the wand,
but stopped dead. And then, between the screams and cries and sounds of death,
you hear a familiar voice behind the mask. „Get the hell out of here. Now!” –
and she’s already ran away from you.
And in that moment, when you recognized your aunt voice, you understood everything. Of course no one in the Slytherin House joined to the fight; how could you? Hurt or kill people who raised you, were friends to you, people who you know since you were kid?
With tears in your eyes, you turned back to the castle, but in that second when you stepped inside, you felt a big strike on the back of your head, and with that, everything went black around you.
You woke up with somebody’s arms around you. Your head layed in something soft, and you smelled a familiar scent. A big hand held yours, and as you realized between the chattering noise, your head was in Draco’s lap; you slightly squeezed his hand, but didn’t open your eyes instantly.
“Y/N? Love, are you alrigth?” - you heard his hoarse voice and looked up to him.
“Wha - what happened?” - you frowned, but at the sight of the other students, parents and teachers all in the Great Hall, talking calmly, you started to calm down too. You slowly sat up.
“I found you in the middle of the war. I thought… I thought you were dead. I was dragged away from your body but after he died I searched for you and Madam Pomfrey said you’ll be alright, you were just knocked out.”
“After he died? Voldemort is really dead then?” - you whispered as your voice was still weak. He nodded, and you, in relief, hugged him as tightly as you could. And you cried so hard like never before, for all those years of fear, now you maybe can live a whole normal life - with Draco by your side.