hp imagines

Past, Present, and Future - Part 7

Harry Potter - Percy x fem!Reader, Past Fred x fem!Reader

Chapter summary: A party at the ministry gives you an opportunity to see Percy in his element. And some time spent at his home gives you each an opportunity to explore new parts of your relationship.

Wordcount: 4k

Warnings: fluff, angst talk of sex

Masterlist // Series Masterlist

A/N: I will be aiming to post a chapter every Tuesday for the next few weeks until we finish this thing. :) Yay finally a happy chapter.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

AUGUST, 1999

You came downstairs slowly as a result of your heels after spending an obnoxious amount of time getting dressed. You saw Arthur lying flat on the floor facing your daughter who had just recently started sitting upright on her down. She was precariously leaning forward, smiling as Arthur waved a variety of toys in her face, but she turned when she heard your voice.

“How do I look?” you asked loud enough to be heard by everyone on the first floor which included George reading on the couch and Molly at the sink in the kitchen.

Molly sped in faster than you could finish your sentence.

“Oh, honey, you look simply gorgeous,” she cooed, grabbing at the fabric of your skirt.

You wore a blue gown with lace detailing, one that you picked up because it reminded you of Percy’s eyes. You had done more care and maintenance to your hair and face than you had in months and found yourself actually feeling gorgeous. Your new body, while it didn’t really look the way you wanted in the mirror, definitely filled out this dress nicely. You just hoped Percy would agree.

You were attending a banquet for the Ministry tonight, a celebration of Kingsley’s first year as Minister of Magic. Much had been accomplished in his tenure. The dementors were gone, most of the departments had taken on new forms and new heads, Percy being one of the people to benefit. But much more work was still to be done.

“Even better than the Yule Ball,” George called up to you before returning to his book.

“Great compliment, George. I believe you said my Yule Ball dress made me ‘look like a troll.”

“That was only because Fred would not shut up about how much of a “princess” you were. Had to make sure your ego didn’t get too big.”

“What an amazing friend you are,” you laughed.

Keep reading

Sex With Draco Involves...
  • Sex with Draco is slow and hot, varying from passionate to rough.
  • You were each others first time.
  • He loves taking his time, teasing you until you beg him for more.
  • Even if it’s not rough sex, he wants to be in control.
  • Nothing turns him on more then you moaning his name.
  • Neck kisses.
  • Love bites.
  • Dirty whispers and dirty talks.
  • “I’ll meet you at my bed.”
  • Having sex in a classroom once (it was scarring, exciting and so fucking good).
  • Realizing you actually have a lot of sexual fantasies.
  • Sex in the kitchen.
  • Shower sex (his favorite).
  • He doesn’t like to slap you, because he’s afraid to hurt you, but he wouldn’t hesitate to give you hikes wherever part of your body he had access to.
  • A little bit of Daddy kink.
  • When you’re alone, he would hug you from behind and slip his fingers inside you slowly.
  • “Draco, please…”
  • “Say it once more, baby girl. You know how much I love when you beg.”
  • If you want to drive him crazy, I’ve got two words for you: lap dance.
  • Draco absolutely loved the feeling of you grinding against him while a slow song played in the background.
  • In the morning he’d wake you up by kissing your neck and shoulders, and letting his hands go free though your body.
  • Obviously you two have morning sex a lot.
  • He likes to have eye contact with you the whole time.
  • When he gets jealous he would press you against a wall and kiss you rough.
  • He’ll probably fuck you against the wall.
  • “No one else can make you feel this good, hum?”
  • He would make you say you’re his and his only and get you screaming his name so the others would know who you belonged to as well.
  • After he always asks if you’re ok, just to know he haven’t hurt you.
  • When you’re feeling insecure about your body, Draco would whisper how beautiful he thinks you are while making love.
  • You have to admit, you adore it when he worships you.
  • Him pulling your hair to get a better access to your neck.
  • If you need to be quite you’d bite his shoulder to shut your moans.
  • That would probably make him moan your name loud and clear, but still.
  • Malfoy loves your blowjob.
  • You wouldn’t say it, but you also love the control you feel while when you go down on him.
  • If he’s sad or upset you would come and sit on his lap, kiss his face and tell him how much you love him while he undresses you.
  • Draco loves to lay upon you and use his fingers on you, just to watch you cum crying out his name.
  • Tease him and he’ll deny your orgasm until the least second he can.
  • Even being together during a long time, you still can surprise each other.
  • Taking long baths together after sex.
  • Having a hell of a work to hide the hikes with make up when you have class.
  • Him cussing.
  • Draco always inventing you to come to his house when his parents aren’t there.
  • Getting really loud since you two are alone.
  • Since you have the whole place to yourselves, Draco would try (and have success) to convince you to do it almost everywhere in the house.
  • He would also get even more dominating, since you were in his very own bed.
  • “Hold it.”
  • “Draco please, let me…”
  • “I said hold it!”
  • Cuddling until you sleep.
Falling asleep on Draco would include :

(Woooo more prompts! Woooo Draco 😊Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

-Him absentmindedly nudging you away when he feels the sudden pressure on his arm or shoulder while in class or at the dining table, only to scoff when he realizes it’s you

-Him whispering to himself and getting piss at how reckless you are to just drop asleep the way you did, only to get a look at you and notice the bags under your eyes, making him feel slightly bad for judging you

-Him at first complaining to the professors, especially Snape that you fell asleep on him, only to have a slow change of heart and covering up for you

-Him poking at your forehead or your cheeks and smirking to see you flinch and hear you mumble, only to get pissed whenever his friends thinks they have the right to do the same and yell at them

-Him being deep in thoughts and getting worried, only to find himself calming down when he feels you so close and strokes your hair

-Him wrapping his scarf around you to keep you warm, only to deny giving it to you once you’d wake up and just avoiding any other questions you might have

-Him feeling bad that you’re this tired and just grabbing you to set you as comfortably on himself as much as he can without making it seem weird

-Him wrapping you tightly in your robe, only to end up holding you to him and staying that way until someone notices you both and asks him as to what he’s doing

-Him getting annoyed to feel you drool on him at first, only for it slowly turn into him finding ways to keep you from doing so just to keep you and himself clean

-Him just scoffing and telling you to watch yourself carefully the next time, only to hint at you that you better not fall asleep on anyone else but him


Tags : @angel-with-broken-wings, @nekodalolita, @mad-boggart, @jokergirl26, @Erikaaferns, @ecurrier109, @purplemuse89, @fandomwritingismylife, @ichimaruai

How they feel about PDA...

this is the thingy in which i don’t overly describe things and actually stick to the plot. u can check my masterlist right here and request more preferences (and only preferences) right here. have fun reading and hope u like this unrequested piece. 

j a m e s  p o t t e r

Originally posted by chasingxprongs

I think James would be completely okay with it, he is not one to mind what people think about what he does or who’s he with. James is the actual meaning of lover boy, and would definitely enjoy not only babbling and boasting his significant other to everyone he knows but he’d also be very touchy. Always a hand on your back, on your waist, on your arms, hands, hair, ass, anywhere really, he’d just have to be touching you somehow, to let you know he’s there and he doesn’t plan on leaving. He’d be the kind of guy that would grin like a huge dork while he chatted his friends if you had his arms wrapped around him or had your head laid on his shoulder/lap/chest just because. Would absolutely ask you at least twice to consider letting him owl everyone he knows to tell them he’s dating you and a list of all your qualities because lover boy is a show-off. He wouldn’t mind snogging in public as well, if you did, though, he’d respect it without questioning it and would never cross the line, but you know what they say about being between four walls, right? Because James knows.

s i r i u s  b l a c k

Originally posted by nellaey

Sirius actually has a doctorate degree in PDA, a lot like James, except he’s worse. Would 10/10 snog you in an empty hallway, would not stop if anyone passed by. He wouldn’t mind it at all, he wouldn’t feel embarrassed or uncomfortable for having his lips glued to your rosy ones, long hands wrapped around your waist with such urgency anyone who had to watch that (ridiculous) display of affection would think you hadn’t seen each other for months. Very touchy, very hungry, very sweet. Now, if by any chance you were against PDA or felt uncomfortable and shy Sirius would be extremely understanding. Even if he wanted to show everyone how much he cared for you and be close to you throughout the day, he’d be very sweet about it and understand if all it took you to believe his feelings for you were private reassurances. But he’d suffer if he wasn’t allowed to kiss and snog you, and would definitely eagerly push you against a wall and press his lips to all the places you didn’t allow him during the day the minute you entered his or your dorm. Desperate Sirius is what I’m here for.

r e m u s  l u p i n 

Originally posted by odettein-wonderland

Remus would be adjacent, I feel as if he’d feel sort of uncomfortable in being touchy and affectionate in public. However, he wouldn’t be adverse having your hand in his, lightly pecking your lips and cheeks every now and then and having his arm permanently present around your waist, since being close to you was by far one of his favourite things to do, he just wouldn’t be fond of snogging in public. Not because he was shy or anything, just a personal preference of his. Nonetheless, privately, whether it was in an empty classroom or in his dorm, Remus would be extremely affectionate and open to show you all he’s been containing during the day, which means heart-stopping dewy lips against lips and playful touches, pink cheeks, muttering how much he missed and longed for you throughout the day, mumbling things such as “m’sweet girl” and praising you for all you are. An insatiable urgency to have you as close to him as he wishes, for as long as he desires.

r e g u l u s  b l a c k 

Originally posted by merlinss

I believe Regulus would mind, he cares a lot about how people see him, specially his parents so I think he’d be quite conservative about the way he acts towards his significant one in public. He’d be almost agonizingly respectful, holding your hand and kissing your cheek and forehead were as far as he went, sometimes if the hall wasn’t so full, he’d peck your lips. He was very apprehensive in public; taught to worry about his status since he came out of his mother, he couldn’t help but feel as if everything he did was wrong, so as an extremely quiet person, he’d keep on that facette in public even if you were right there with him. He’d smile once in a while at you and put quirky strands of soft hair behind your ear when they brushed on your face, but that was it. Privately though, he’d be persistent to show all his affection towards you, clutching your body to his as if he hadn’t touched you in years. 

(Aaron Taylor-Johnson as James Potter, Ben Barnes as Sirius Black, Matthew Hitt as Remus Lupin and Tyler Young as Regulus Black.)

masterlist

Study Hard {Sirius Black x Reader *SMUT*}

I think this is the third time I posted this. It keeps on getting deleted for some reason so i’m sorry if it’s popping in and out of your dashboard. 

Sincerely,

Nat Meg.

Request: Can you make a young Sirius x reader smut? Like he wants some attention and that’s what he gets

WARNING: sexual themes, rough

@iwillpoundyoumikey @all-the-hp-love


Enjoy!

Time had passed by quite fast and (Y/n) have been unaware of this. She had been studying for hours upon hours, her mind completely immersed in every lesson and chapter. She was normally not this studious and would rather read other books, preferably something intriguing and not the names of every plant that could heal a doxy’s bite if it weren’t for her N.E.W.T.S.


(Y/n) took a deep breath and was about to flip to the next page when she heard loud voices coming from the doorway.

“Got it from a muggle store! I told them I wanted one of those black dragonskin jackets and no questions asked and voila, they gave it to me!” Sirius bragged loudly to his housemates who were all awed. He straightened his brand new leather jacket and ran his fingers through his hair, making the ladies squeal, but he had one girl in mind.

He approached you from behind the couch where you sat, resting his chin on your shoulder before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Hello, love. Haven’t seen you all day,” he smiled, “What’re you reading?”

“Healing herbs,” (Y/n) replied.

Sirius immediately picked up the humorless tone in your voice and so he brushed the back of his fingers on your cheek, gently turning your face to meet his eyes.

“But you’ve been studying all the day. I missed you.” He tucked your hair affectionately behind your ear.

“I know, sweetheart. I just need to study for the exams.”

Sirius tilted his head, something that made your heart melt and swell.

“Maybe you should read someplace else, mm? So you could um…concentrate better?” His voice lowered, thick with lust but (Y/n) did not notice.

The common room was now full of other students, loudly chattering, so it was no longer a quiet place to study. Maybe Sirius has a point. Oblivious to his intentions, (Y/n) smiled and nodded.

A different scenery might just help a lot and to be with Sirius would certainly help her study better since he was great in almost every class. She closed her book while Sirius followed her from behind, eyeing her short skirt as she climbs up the stairs to their dormitory.

He closed the door gently, locking it with a spell. (Y/n) sat down on one of the beds and opened her book to where she left off but Sirius had a different idea in mind.

He transformed himself into his animagus form, a large black dog with his neck tie as a red collar, before walking up to the bed where you sat. He sniffed your socks and began to tickle your toes with his nose.

“Sirius! Tsk, no!” You pulled away, tucking your legs to your chest. “I’m not in the mood.”

The dog whined and hopped onto the bed, continuously sniffing you and licking your hands but seeing as you were definitely not giving up easily, he took the book from you and dashed under the bed.

“Sirius! Get back here! I am not playing games!”

This only made him happier so he wagged his tail and ran around the room while you chased him. It went for a few minutes with you casting spells and charms to make him stop but he was quicker. After a few hexes, however, you managed to knock him out. He slowly transformed back into his human form, his back against the wall with your book between his teeth.

You took it from him and he smirked once more, “Still gonna study, love?”

With a shake of your head, you replied to him and gave a sigh, “I believe not. I won’t be able to pay attention anymore.”

“Then have it on me.”

He kissed you deeply and pulled you against his chest, his hands on your waist. You kissed him back with the equal amount of adoration and pure lust, tasting him, feeling him. His tongue began to lick your lips and even felt brave enough to slide inside your mouth, coaxing your tongue to come out and play. You moaned softly against his hardening length before whispering close to his ear.

“Was this your plan all along? To distract me?” You teased, “ Because if it is…”

You wrapped your hand around his neck tie, pulling him close before licking a long stripe from his jaw to the shell of his ear.

“You’ve been a very bad dog.”

Sirius was beyond aroused. His cock stiffened and he could not contain it any longer. He needed attention and you were going to give it to him whether you liked it or not. He did not need anymore teasing. He wanted the main event, the highlight, the damn fucking main dish.

He swiftly removed his jacket and shirt, revealing his toned chest before ripping away your blouse, leaving it as a torn piece of fabric lying on the floor. You immediately jumped and he caught you by the thighs, continuing his hot kisses on your throat. He nipped your skin softly, leaving you moaning and grinding against his hard on.

“Mm, I feel you, love. So sweet.”

He skillfully unhooked your bra and had you pressed against the wall, his mouth now trailing down from your collarbone to the top of your breasts. He began to suck on your skin, marking you as his own, leaving hickeys behind. They would surely stay for days just like last time but at this point, you were sure that everybody knows who they belong to. He gave you a quick peck and moved to your nipples, sucking it into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue while his other hand groped your other breast, making you moan louder.

“A-Ah, Sirius…T-That feels…good,”

“Come on, sweetheart. Onto the bed,“

He commanded. You headed towards the nearest bed and laid down, sprawled out on the sheets with heaving breaths. Sirius crawled on top of you slowly like a hungry predator approaching its prey, his eyes staring back at you. It sent shivers down your spine to see him so primal and wild but it also excited you as you have never seen him like this before. He hovered above you and tugged your skirt down, removing it completely. His eyes landed on your panties and the wet spot that had now formed on the cloth.

“Is that for me, darling?”

“Yes, Sirius.”

“Mm, love it when you say my name,” He knelt down between your legs and spread them apart. “I would love it more if you screamed it.”

He quickly removed your panties and dove into your womanhood, tasting the juices that trickled down. Your hand automatically went to his hair, grabbing a fistful. His fingers moved to your opening, his thumb pressing into your clit in such a way that made you writhe beneath his merciless tongue and fingers.

“Oh, Sirius! Mm…”

He licked up and down slowly, making sure you enjoy every second he dragged his tongue across your folds. You were already soaking by the time he stuck two of his fingers inside you, you gripping the sheets hard. He kept his pace quick and fast, allowing them to slide in and out of you easily until you were nearing your climax. That’s when he had to stop and kiss your lips to taste you once more.

“Please don’t tease me anymore. I want you so bad.”

You did not need to say it again. Sirius removed his pants and boxers and pumped his thick cock in front of you. You couldn’t help but admire the way he bit his lip as he pleasured himself before slicking your folds with his pre-cum. He gently pushed in, savoring every inch that entered your tight cavern, moaning so quietly until he bottomed out. He pulled all the way and thrusted back once more, creating a slow rhythm that had you wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Ugh, so tight, m’ dear! Feels so fucking good. And it’s all for me.”


He growled. He rested his elbows on the mattress and started increasing his speed. He thrusted hard and fast, driven to feel the need to you make come. You were his princess, his queen, and his goddess and deserved nothing but the best. The bed began to squeak and scratch the floor, no doubt leaving behind marks. He was slamming himself inside you and could not care less of the damage the two of you caused in the room. You were entrapped in this moment of intense pleasure and passion the man you loved.


After a few more minutes, Sirius pulled out and carried you to the top of the bed where you were close to the wall.

“Come on, baby. I want you on your hands and knees,”

You sat up and positioned yourself before him, your arse in front of him.


“So nice for me, love. That’s a good girl.”


He slid back inside you and continued thrusting, his pace quicker than ever. He soon began to hit your g-spot and it was at this moment, you were already moaning and screaming. Your insides were clenching onto him tight as you were pushed near your climax.


“Ahh! S-Sirius! Oh my God,” you screamed, “A-Ah! I’m so close!”

“Oh, love. Yes! Do it for me, baby. Come for me. Doing so well!”

He gave your arse a loud smack before draining thick spurts of his cum inside you while you released as well. It was the best climax you’ve ever had and even though you were not his first, Sirius admitted that no one had ever made him cum that much. He panted heavily as though he ran for miles before pulling out and lying beside you.

“That was…amazing,” He smiled, pulling a blanket and covering the two of you.

“Mm, I enjoyed it.” You replied, giggling. You scooted close to him and rested your head on his chest, your fingers tracing circles on his skin. He yawned wide and kissed your forehead softly.

“I promise you we’ll study tomorrow. No more distractions.”

The two of you soon fell fast asleep, all safe and sound.



“Blimey, Padfoot, you could’ve at least had the decency to clean up. All your clothes are on my bed,” James scolded.

“And my lamp’s broken! Even the drawers are a mess!”  Peter complained.

“Trust me, boys, both of you have the least damage,” Remus sighed and wiped his face with his hand frustratedly. “At least you don’t have scratches on your walls and floors.”

“What can I say? We study hard,” Sirius replied with a grin.

Houses as things I've Said

Gryffindor: *listens to news report on how our phones give off the same chemicals as marijuana in the brain* Ha! Yo Chris, pass the phone.

Hufflepuff: If I’m not up by 11:40 make sure the fishes have a balanced breakfast.

Ravenclaw: Got water?
Yeah I’m 65% water.
Okay, but how do I drink you?

Slytherin: *Me buying 3 packs of 72 ego waffles* Shut up Alan! I have needs that you’ll never understand! You could never understand.

(Rough) Sex With Draco Involves…

Warning! Dirty level is more 8000!

  • T E A S I N G.
  • Dominant Draco.
  • Jealousy (from both of you).
  • “Say it. Say you’re mine, that I’m the only one that can make you feel this good.”
  • Bites allllllllll over.
  • He’d make a real deal about screaming.
  • “Be quite or you’re not getting anything.”
  • Draco being a little mother fucker and teasing you.
  • You also playing your tease game.
  • Getting on your knees and taking him in slowly, just to hear him beg you.
  • “Fuck, Princess. Just do it.” “Ask nice and I might.”
  • Him pulling your hair to control your speed.
  • “Swallow it.”
  • Doing a lot of noise.
  • Learning spells to lock the doors so you wouldn’t be bothered.
  • Making bets to see who gets to tie the other up.
  • Draco being the one who usually wins.
  • “Now I got to do whatever I want, right? Well, that’s a lot of power…” He’d say smirking.
  • Ass slapping.
  • Him biting your thighs before he fucks you with his tongue.
  • Him calling you Princess and Darling.
  • You calling him blondie to tease him and getting slapped in return.
  • If he’s jealous, he’ll make you scream his name as loud as your lungs allow you to go, so every one would see you are his.
  • But if you’re jealous, you’d mark his neck and chest with bites.
  • You would also take the lead.
  • Oh, when you take the lead.
  • “If you touch me, I’ll stop.”
  • He smiling at your dominance, secretly loving it.
  • Riding him until his close and then stopping just to make him mad.
  • At some point he would get impatient and turn you.
  • “Now you’ll get what you deserve.”
  • Him fucking life out of you.
  • Orgasm denying.
  • C H O C K I N G.
  • Draco would always invent you to his house when his parents are out, so you two could get nasty and loud without fear.
  • He loving to have you in his bed (it’s like a turn on).
  • Having sex everywhere in the house.
  • Calling him Daddy once and him actually liking it.
  • “Fuck Princess, look how wet you already are.”
  • “Only for you, Daddy.”
  • Slowly fingering you.
  • Having you on your hands and knees for him.
  • “Good girl.”
  • Blindfold kink.
  • Dirty whispers.
  • “You’re so tight.”
  • Draco making sure you’re good with everything he does to you, always wanting to please you.
  • Almost breaking the bed once (long story).
  • Having some muscle aches in the next day.
  • Always sleeping in each others arms after it.
Imagine being Professor Snape's apprentice and him protecting you from Professor Umbridge

(I just got too inspire from a hc that was sent in XD hope i did it justice and you all like it :D Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)

You were called into Umbridge’s office again this time this week and this time it seemed she wasn’t going to let you off so easily.

The woman was accusing you of using magic to distract the others while in her class and you couldn’t believe it. Clearly, someone was setting you up and you just didn’t have any of it.

You started to argue with her and after opening your mouth to say one thing against her methods, your realized how utterly screwed you were. The old hag silenced with a glare and sudden smile.

1000 lines it was for you and 1000 lines you wrote. The marks in your hand from her quill had engraved into you so much, you knew they were going to last for a terribly long while.

As she released you, you cursed the wretched woman under your breath and made sure to hide your embarrassing punishment under your sleeves.

Your friends who waited for you by the stairs, quickly went to join you. They asked you countless of questions and you were quick to dismiss them. You asked for the hour and soon enough, realized how late you were to your next lesson.

Although, classes were over for the day, you still had your private potion lessons with professor Snape to attend to. Quickly, dismissing them away, you ran down the stairs and just hoped he was still there waiting.

~~~~

For as long as you could remember, you always had a love for potion making and had from the start of your years at Hogwarts, you begged him to let you learn more and let you help him.

After being so persistent about it, your work finally payed off and he had offered you the apprenticeship you wanted so badly. Your tasks were rather simple, it included brewing some potion, putting ingredients away in new jars, cleaning up the potion room and in exchange professor Snape would give you extra insight in the world of potion making.

At first, it was pretty awkward, him being cold and a little too blunt. He would have a habit of pointing out all your wrongdoings and would rather barge in to handle things himself rather than explain to you carefully.

Surely, you ended up adapting to him and learned to read from his expressions and sighs to correct yourself beforehand, and oddly enough you grew to be right with each and every one of them. Slowly, he became less stuck up with you, nodding in praise and even letting you know you did great and so on.

Your relationship with him became less strained and even in his own classroom, as eventually you were regarded as the only one he had absolutely nothing to say against.

With you being so hardworking and trustworthy, he got used to your frequent company and couldn’t deny he was somewhat attached to you.

~~~~

Noticing the first few minutes pass, he bit his lip in slight annoyance but kept his calm, trying his best to not get too worked up by your sudden and slight tardiness. He moved himself to go work on some stuff beforehand and tried to forget about the time for the little while.

However, soon enough, alone and bored, the few minutes started to become a good hour or so and he was starting to get worried rather than grow angry from the situation.

It was truly strange of you to not be on time, he knew something was keeping you up at that point, certainly he couldn’t ever imagine you missing out on a lesson on purpose, even when you’d be more than sick you’d show your head up and make him have to practically walk you back to your room to keep you from staying.

Certainly something was up and he knew he had to figure it out. Getting up from his seat, he moved towards the door as calmly as he could, collecting his thoughts on a clear and reasonable explanation for this.

As he opened the door, he felt his heart jump in and his eyes widened in surprise to see you so sudden. Out of breath, you pushed him out of the way and quickly got in, preparing yourself to start brewing some potions.

“I’m so sorry, Professor! I-It wasn’t my intention to keep you waiting for so long! I just forgot about today…”

Looking at you back, he frowned at your last words. “Forgot”, impossible he thought, if anything you had every set out date in your notebook and you would even write it out on your hand in the morning just to be sure.

He knew something was off with you, you weren’t yourself. You seemed too distraught and nervous and he had yet to open his mouth.

Trailing his gaze down, he noticed how you kept avoiding showing off your hands as you’d take out the needed ingredients and how you kept them closer to yourself more than usually.

Following your movements, he finally caught a glimpse of something new with you. It was too weird of a sight to see you with gloves all of a sudden and he knew for sure something was up. He approached closer to you, being careful with his steps to not just scare you away and stealthily reached to your shoulder.

Gripping onto you, he made you turn around to finally face him. His eyes went down to your hands and quickly you tried to hide them behind your back. Growling, he tried to force your arm out.

“Y/N…I don’t think you forgot about today…But rather something was keeping you…”, eyeing up from your nervous gaze to your hands.

Reaching down to your wrists, he pulled your hand up, forcing you to look and explain yourself.

“You really expected me to believe that you had forgotten about today…”

You shied your gaze away from that remark and were truly cornered. You didn’t knew what to say properly, feeling like letting him know of what happened would disappoint him a little too much.

From that simple look, he knew you wouldn’t say anything more and he finally had his opportunity. “Take it off…”

“Professor I-”

“Take. It. Off. Y/N…I am not repeating myself…”

With his authoritative gaze upon you from higher up, you sighed in defeat. Doing just as he asked, you slid your glove off the hand he was holding you from, exposing to him your newly fresh scars from your punishment.

You could feel his grip tightening the instant he caught sight of the little red marks. Darkness was filling his eyes and you swore you felt anger coming from the way his grip shook. He knew exactly whose work it was and just couldn’t believe she even dared to lay a hand on you.

There was no way he was ever going to believe you ever did anything wrong, even to her. Gritting his teeth, he pulled your hand closer and traced his fingers along the scars. Feeling and seeing how deep they were, he was fuming at the thought of yourself writing lines and lines, going through such punishment for something you surely hadn’t done.

“Why…”, he asked, wanting to know how to confront the old woman.

~~~

Staying silent for a while, you took a deep breath. From the way he held you, his tone and his gaze you knew you could trust him enough with the truth. As you explained the misunderstanding there was between you and her, he slowly let go of your wrist.

Turning away from you, he made a quick move towards the door, slamming it open as he walked out. Surprised, you jumped and yelped at the sudden outburst.

Registering what had just happened, you realized his intentions and quickly rushed out yourself.

From it had seemed, he was already quite far ahead. He walked as fast as he could, and from his stance and the way he’d stomp, it was clear to everyone who happened to be near by that he was in a hurry to confront someone.

They all made way for him, not saying a word and avoiding his stern gaze. Even the stairs didn’t dare to change as he climbed them up.

You tried your best to catch up to him, and ended up having to run after just to catch a glimpse of him. Finally, you caught sight of him walking towards Professor Umbridge’s office and from the down the hall you tried to beg him to come back.

However, you were too late and already he barged in, slamming the door right behind him. At that sound, the others had grown too curious to not want to know as to what was going to happen.

They all moved in closer to you and to her office, gathering around and trying to keep quiet to listen as to what was being said.

“Professor Snape?!”, the woman yelped at the unexpected visit and sudden slam of her door.

“How dare you enter with no permission?! I did not inv-”

Not caring an instant about her, he moved in closer, towering above her as she sat behind her desk. Frowning and glaring down at her, he snapped.

“What the hell are your intentions towards Y/N?!”

Hearing your name, she faked her ignorance, “I beg your pardon, who?”

“Y/N L/N…”

From the way he said your full name, she realized she couldn’t hide her intention and simply decided to let her thoughts about you known, trying to convince him to her side.  

“Oh that little brat…Enjoys playing jokes a little too much so I gave her what she deserved-”

Not believing for an instant her excuse to have punished you, he groaned in disgust under his breath and staring at her with disdain for even daring using such words to describe you. 

Soon enough he couldn’t stand her anymore with her insolence towards you, he slammed his hands down to her desk, startling her. Cutting her mid sentence, he raised his voice over hers. “You listen to me carefully! And make sure to understand me because I won’t repeat myself!”

He leaned in closer and growled. “The next time I ever see one more scar on my apprentice, Y/N, L/N coming from your stupid quill…or any sort of punishment you can come up with…I’ll make sure it’ll be the last day you’ll ever be seen alive…”

His cold gaze fixed upon her own, he could see the sudden terror in her eyes from the warning he gave her. Smirking arrogantly, he leaned back, straightening himself up.

With nothing else to say, she had to let the man walk out. At his words, everyone outside had gasps and oddly enough your friends kept patting your back and giggling between them from the whole situation.

As the door opened, they all stepped away and tried to act like they hadn’t heard the whole conversation and how defensive he was about you. Your gaze met his as he stepped out. Not caring about the others around, he nodded you over, telling you to hurry and join him for your lesson.

Following his footstep, you couldn’t help but smile, thinking to yourself about how protected you actually were.


Tags : @mad-boggart, @bexholtzmann,@angel-with-broken-wings, @nekodalolita,  @jokergirl26, @zombie-zayde@Erikaaferns, @ecurrier109, @purplemuse89, @fandomwritingismylife, @ichimaruai, @nekodalolita,@samwinchesterhasbeensaved, @happyshaddow94,@master-of-schadenfreude, @my-youth-is-my-own

Moving on After Fred Weasley Passes Away - Headcanon/Would Include

Warnings: This broke my heart to write):


  • You wouldn’t cry much towards the beginning. Of course when the news hit a barricade of tears fell freely but after that, you learned how to bottle it all up. Everything was so unreal you weren’t even sure if it what was real anymore.
  • Fred was your best friend, your other half, the love of your life.
  • After the Battle of Hogwarts you’d travel back to the Burrow with the Weasley’s.
  • He was buried shortly after the Battle. His casket was a sleek black color and shined in the rain that fell. You placed a flower on the top of his casket and choked on a shaky sob. George stood behind you and his hand found it’s way into yours, giving you a squeeze of reassurance as he cried with you. You had never felt more lost in your life. Your fingers twiddled with the diamond band wrapped around your finger. It felt more like a piece of mockery, there to remind you everyday of what you could now never have.
  • Molly spent an entire week in the twins’ bedroom. She didn’t talk, hardly ate, just stared blankly at the wall next to Fred’s bed. He had pictures of his Hogwarts adventures taped to the wall and she had memorized every prospect of the photos so much she couldn’t rid the image from her brain when she closed her eyes, but she didn’t want to forget.
  • At the end of the week George entered his and Fred’s bedroom for the first time since the Battle. He spent an hour talking to his mother. You never did find out what he said, but you remember the burning visual of Molly exiting the room with reddened eyes full of heartbreak.
  • Ginny spent the nights sleeping in her room with you and cuddled against your chest, silently weeping to herself. Your presence made her feel close to her late brother, like he had never actually left.
  • George, Molly, and you would clean out Fred’s half of the room. It was full of tears and once happy now sad memories. Like the large maroon tie blanket you had made for Fred on your anniversary. Or the book on Magical Creatures that Fred had stolen on accident in Diagon Alley while he spied on you from behind a bookcase. You were shopping for all your school supplies and the redhead had torn from his family, catching glimpse of you in the robes shop and managed to follow you two stores later not wanting to leave you. You eventually caught him as he tripped over a pile of books, the binds of knowledge cascading to the floor with a crash. You smiled and helped him up while introducing yourself. The rest was history.
  • Arthur stood in the doorway of the room watching the three of you clean. Deep aging wrinkles indented his forehead making him appear older than he really was. His face was long, drowning in sorrow. He didn’t say a word, just watched.
  • Ginny cried alone in her room. Harry tried to comfort her but his success was no avail. She locked herself away for three days, lost in a sea of depression.
  • Ron turned to Harry and Hermione who welcomed him with open arms. He was the first to open up after his older brother’s death.
  • You stayed at the Burrow for a almost three weeks before flying to France. You choice was rash but you needed to get away. Molly understood and wished you well. You didn’t know how long you would be gone but you hoped it would give you some time to come to terms with the heartbreak you were experiencing.
  • Fred used to tell you when you were in school together that he always dreamed of going to France. He never knew why. He was rubbish at speaking French and had no idea how he’d survive, but it was a dream of his.
  • Percy, Bill, and Charlie all stayed at the Burrow for a month or so. Their hearts ached at the lose of their younger brother.
  • George… George no longer felt like himself. It was as if a part of himself was missing, torn from his soul. He dragged through the day’s, closing down the shop for a while. After spending two weeks at the Burrow he moved back to the apartment above Weasley Wizard Wheezes that Fred and him shared. The second he walked through the door he broke down. Tears splashed against his cheeks as he finally let all his emotions pour out. He called you, practically begging you to keep him company.
  • Of course you obliged and flew back home immediately. You lived with Fred in the apartment too. It was your home as well and you had been putting off going back to the apartment as much as possible. The home held so many items from your past involving Fred and you. Where he proposed to you, where you had you first blow up fight, where you had you first time together, where you had the million of talks about your future together, and so much more.  
  • This made Molly feel a little better when she heard you would be staying with George for a while. She hated the thought of George being all along right after losing his best friend, his twin, his other half.
  • You left France still clutching a box full of Fred’s belonging. A heavy feeling invaded your heart. You took a train to London after landing then joined George at the shop.
  • The minute the door swung open George’s arms were thrown around your frame as he pulled you into a tight embrace. The barrier you had been working so hard to uphold, crumbled at his touch. Not because you felt you could finally let go of all the emotions being kept inside. No, you cried because George’s embrace reminded you of Fred’s. The way his hold tighten as you sobbed mirrored Fred’s actions identically. Your chest ached as you came to realize you future with Fred was gone. George’s salty tears splashed on the crown of your head.
  • The first week barely any words at all were exchanged. You would mumble a small ‘good morning’ to each other during breakfast but that was usually it.
  • George spent the days in his room and the nights at a bar across the street. This continued on for a week until you confronted him. You waited up all night, worried sick. He stumbled in around three in the morning, eyes brimming red, breath stenching strong from alcohol.
  • “George Weasley, what the hell?” You would screeched. His eyes snapped up at you resembling a deer caught in headlights. His gazed quickly fell to the floor as he shut the house door and brushed past you. You yelled after him making him halt in his path,
  • “George pease just talk to me! I know this is hard for you, believe me I do. He was your brother. You two have never been apart so I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re going through. George I’m here for you and you can talk to me because I lost him too. You did everything with Fred, you two started this business together and we both know he just wants you to be happy again. Please… just try, George. Try for me, try for Fred. Please. I just want to be here for you. If there’s something I did. If you hate me-” Your voice broke at the end and your knees gave up. Crashing to the floor a echoing cry invaded the air. George stood motionless watching you fall apart before his eyes. He could almost hear Fred scolding him and urging him to act. Fred would want George to comfort you, Fred would want you two to be there for each other.
  • George hesitantly crossed the room and bent to your level. His hand reached out, brushing a strand of messy hair from your face. Glancing up at him you started in to question him but George beat you around the bush. He seemed half sobered up and shook his head.
  • “Y/n… it’s not you, I swear. You’re the most purest human being in the entirety of the world, please don’t think that way. Every moment you and Fred were together I could never shake that from my mind, how perfect you are. But god Y/n every time I see you I think of my brother. He loved you more than anything in this world and I know he would hate me right now for not being there for you. I feel like I’ve let him down and that hurts more than anything. I see Fred everytime I look in the mirror, everytime I see the pictures on the fridge, everytime I walk into the shop, everytime I come home and everytime I see you.”
  • His words took you by storm but for once, it made sense. You had been sleeping in Fred and your bed, helping start the shop back up (mainly by yourself), and it probably didn’t help that you had been stealing items of Fred’s clothing, just wanting to be close to him again. For the first time since the Battle, you admitted the burden you’d been holding inside.
  • “I wish I could’ve saved him. If I wasn’t distracted by the helping that student- if I would have been paying more attention to Fred… he’d still be here.” You quivered. George’s eye soften and he shook his head.
  • “Y/n you know no one could’ve stopped what happen. I’ve spent every night laying awake wondering if I could’ve changed something. I’m not sure what god planned this, or if there even is one, but Y/n we had no control over this.” His arms locked around you pulling you against his chest. His lips planted against your forehead sweetly covering you in a blanket of comfort.
  • You spent the rest of the night in George’s arm. You shared memories of Fred, some sweet, some funny, and some that made you cry again.
  • “Remember the time the two of you enchanted endless snowballs to pelt, well technically, Voldemort in the face and Quill in the back of the head?” You giggled into the glass of cherry red wine you held to your lips. George leaned into the cushion of the couch and shook his head with a smile. 
  • “Classic!”
  • George spent the night in Fred and your bed- to keep you company of course.
  • He kept you company for the rest of the nights to follow
  • The two of you began to drift into a weird zone
  • You had always lightly fancied George but it was Fred you loved.
  • He would randomly start bringing you home flowers and other small gifts
  • Some days George would come home to find a bundled up new sweater placed on his work desk. You always claimed the things you bought him were on sale so you just couldn’t resist but George knew better
  • A strong connection was growing and it confused you- George too. You wanted another shot at happiness but you weren’t sure if you were ready yet until another vacant Friday night rolled around and you found yourself laying on the couch in George’s arm talking about the week and before you knew it he was leaning forward.
  • The first time you kissed George you screwed your eyes shut tightly and imagined his lips as Fred’s. You knew it was horrible but you had no clue what else to do. It was like you were cheating on your fiance- your dead fiance, with his twin brother. But when you realized it was George, you didn’t entirely hate it. It was actually quite a fulfilling kiss. A part from inside of you warmed up for the first time in a long time.
  • George had a sickening vibe settling in the pit of his stomach after he pulled back. His heart sped up at the newfound affection the kiss brought although kissing you made him feel like he was betraying his brother. Fred planned to marry you for Merlin’s sake and there George was, making out with his dead twin’s girlfriend.
  • But you kissed him again the next day and he didn’t pull away
  • And the next
  • And the one after that too
  • Kissing you made George think of his brother. Fred loved you and George could understand why. Kissing you, sleeping beside you, comforting you, it all made George feel as if he was somehow growing closer to his twin.
  • At first your relationship with George was based solely on the fact that he was identical to your late lover but as time passed on George made you feel differently than Fred did. Despite you never thinking it was possible, George taught you how to laugh again. He would slowly crack back into his prankster self again. It took his almost a full year after Fred’s passing to invent a new product for the shop or even enter the store for more than passing to get to the apartment. He tested out the product on you during breakfast one morning. Pouring a lilac solution into the base of your black coffee and giving it a swirl, George carried on with breakfast as if nothing had happen. Dragging in, you hugged George from behind before taking a seat at the nook. You instantly sipped on the brewed mixture in front of you and spit it out in shock as the odd flavor set in.
  • George howled in laughed and bent over the kitchen stove pointing towards you. Furrowing your eyebrows you set the mug down and spoke up agitated,
  • “George what the hell did you put in- oh my god!”
  • You realized the change in tone quickly and covered your face in embarrassment. Your voice was as deep as a well making you sound similar to that of a male that had spent over half his life heavily smoking. George rushed over and planted a kiss to your cheek.
  • “It worked!” Although you were thoroughly ticked off at his choice of targeting you, you were happy he was back to his old ways. The bills were piling up by the second and the landlord wanted the shop either back up and running, or both of you to move out. Dumping your infected cup of coffee down the sink drain you started to make a new batch. Smiling to yourself you laughed softly,
  • “Well, I’m glad to have you back, George.”
  • That was only the beginning. George and you spent almost every moment inventing and creating new sale items. The first handful were absolute rubbish but it didn’t matter. Both of you were trying to get back in the swing of things and sometimes that took a while.
  • Within three months Weasley Wizard Wheezes was back up and running again.
  • Sales flooded in and shot straight through the roof steadily for a long term.
  • As a ‘thank you’ present for helping him get back on his feet George invited you out for a fancy meal out on the town.
  • You decided on a Muggle restaurant and dressed to the nines. George’s jaw skimmed the floor when you walked out of your room and slipped on your heels. He held your hand and escorted you out.
  • During dinner you had ntoiced how fidgety and nervous George was acting. You made the choice to question him on it over a glass of champagne right before the main course and he physically stiffened. Tilting his glass back, George chugged down the large intake and wiped his lips on the red amber napkin. His hands clasped together then unclasped at his side. His soft eyes found yours and he darted them back down to the tablecloth.
  • “It’s just- well, Y/n… what are we?”
  • It would get silent very fast and he would instantly fill it.
  • “What I mean is, I like you… I like you a lot but I know how you felt about my brother. I saw the glint in your eyes that would sparkle whenever you saw him and how happy you two were together and Y/n I want to be able to make you as happy as Fred did. With that being said I don’t want you to be with me because I remind you of him or because you can’t stop thinking about Fred. I’m not gonna lie at the start of our, uh, relationship I was hanging out with you because you made me think of Fred but all those late nights and million cups of coffee have made me realize the truth. I love you Y/n- and not because you dated my brother. I love you for you and I think I have for a very long time. What I’m asking is… Y/n would you um, like to be my girlfriend?”
  • You cried, a lot. George’s heart broke at the sight only confirming the love swelling in his heart. His feelings were genuine and it warmed your soul. You lunged across the table knocking over the bread bowl in the process and threw your arms around George’s frame.
  • “Of course I will! Oh my god, George. You’re making me cry like a bloody fool!”
  • George called his mother the second you got home. Molly was hit with a wave of shock at first. She gave both of you long speeches trying to inspect if the love was real or a mask to feign the hurt of bonding over the lose of Fred. She demanded both of you come home to the Burrow for the week so you did and the moment she looked into both of your eyes, it was clear as crystal.
  • “Good lord you are in love!”
  • It was hard for the rest of the Weasley family to accept at first. You understood completely since you had the same weary, unsure feeling as well but eventually they came to accept it. They were all happy to you and George happy once again.
  • But as happy as you were, small memories with Fred would constantly pop up.
  • Like one night when George and you were lying in bed together whispering softly realization would settle in and you’d comment,
  • “This is where he proposed. We were lying right here when Fred asked me to marry him.”
  • You knew how horrid it was to put this on George but you had no control. George thought about this all the time and was reminded of your relationship with his brother at every corner he turned.
  • You would then apologize feeling god awful for saying such a thing but George would hush you saying,
  • “It’s alright Y/n. Just because he’s not around anymore and because we’re together now doesn’t mean we have to pretend he was never alive or your relationship with him didn’t exist. He loved you, and I know how much you love him. I’m not upset- actually I’m more than thankful my brother managed to snag a girl like you. You two were perfect together and he will always love you just like how you will always love him. Fred… he is… was my brother and for a long time I thought he would hate me for me being with you and for a long time I thought my heart tricked me into loving you. That maybe it wasn’t love I was feeling but rather so the relationship my brother and I had and maybe because he loved you so much, being with you would make me feel less lonely about losing him but I know the truth. I love you, Y/n. Hell, maybe I always have but the important thing is I love you now and I will love you tomorrow and I will continue to love you years from now and that’s not because of Fred, it’s because of you and who you are. I love you.”
  • You two learned how to live your life no longer feeling guilty for the love you shared. Fred smiled down his heart warming at seeing his two favorite people in the world relying on each other and sharing a piece of their heart together.
  • He proposed to you in the middle of a busy work day right as you were restocking a shelf. The rest of his family were there to see. Molly, Hermione and Ginny cried a river while the boys patted George on the back. On your wedding day the tears were never ending, though happy ones.
  • You two eventually moved to London- kept the shop but decided you needed more room, well of course your growing stomach demanded that. One cold night in the middle of December George and you were blessed with the birth of your first son, Fred ll. He had a head of wicked red hair and a small mischievous smile toying on his face and you had never felt more complete in your life. George planted a kiss to your head muttering a string of ‘thank yous’. You knew in your heart this was exactly where you were meant to be.

- Daizy xx

Knock Before You Enter {Remus Lupin x Reader} *SMUT*

Oh God, this was so hot to write ;) I haven’t written smut in a while so here you go, lovelies! Hope you like it

Reader needed help from the Marauders, only to walk in on Remus.

Enjoy! @allertonn

Xx

History classes sucked and that was the truth. It wasn’t just the numerous wars and revolutions, in fact, they were quite interesting but the drawling, ghastly voice of Professor Binns made everyone sleepy and bored. This would often result to students waking up by the end of the class, only to find out there was a homework about the earlier discussion and you should consider yourself lucky if someone was even awake enough to listen.

As was the case of (Y/n).

And no, she was not awake that time.

She was half-asleep when the professor announced a group homework and her group mates were none other than the four, troublesome Gryffindors. To be quite honest, they were not as laid back as she thought they’d be. They would help one another when it comes to studies and rumour has it, they would even stay up all night to review. No one has confirmed this rumour, of course, but she was quite confident in their abilities since their high grades were enough evidence especially her long time crush, Remus Lupin.

She was on her way to their dorm, carrying with her her school books to get started on the homework, when Peter Pettigrew came running down the stairs.

“Pettigrew! Where are you going? We’re supposed to start on the homework, remember?” She said.

“Sorry, (L/n). James and Sirius has detention the whole day today.”

“What?” She frowned, “But the deadline’s tomorrow! I can’t do this by myself!”

“Yeah, sorry. I wish I can help you but…uh, Remus is upstairs. He can certainly help you out. Anyway, I gotta go. See you around!” Peter said before scurrying away quickly.

(Y/n) did not know why he was in such a hurry or what could be more important than their homework but her heart jumped at the mention of her crush’s name.

She wanted to get this homework over and done with. She had put too much faith on James and Sirius and now that they were in detention (no doubt another prank), she had to make do with what she have; not that she didn’t mind studying with Lupin. It was because she couldn’t focus on anything when she’s alone with him. It had happened before and she did not understand a single lesson.

She marched upstairs while mumbling furiously, planning out how she will done the two in and bury their bodies next to each other. She had not noticed their door slightly ajar and so when she opened it, her eyes saw the most unexpected scene that made her regret ever coming in. Remus Lupin was standing with his back turned to her, slowly pulling his shirt over his head. His back was littered with long, red scratches and scars but the arch of his spine made her blush, his shoulder blades made her heart pound, and the tiny dimples on his back made her wet.

(Y/n) was immediately frozen on the spot. She did not know if she should leave or shout at him for not locking his door. Either way, she had to decide quick because time was running out and Remus was already turning around.

His eyes fell on her immediately but he did not seem taken aback by her presence. Instead, he smirked and watched her eyes widen in surprise.

“Can I help you?” He asked casually.

It made her melt, her mouth hung slightly open and all the air from her lungs felt like they have been sucked out by a vacuum. She bit her lip to try and swallow her words but her heart was beating so loud that she became unaware of what came out of her mouth.

“I, uh, need some help with something,” she said with a smile which Remus interpreted as a positive response. He walked towards her and every step that he took, made her walk backwards nervously until she was pressed against the door, closing it with a soft thud. He reached towards her face and gently brushed the back of his finger on her cheek, trailing down to her chin to meet his eyes.

“And what is that?”

(Y/n) looked at him with wide eyes before looking down at his lips. She was so tempted to know how they taste like, how they feel like. She wanted him badly but she decided to play along. Her awkward self was now long gone.

“Homework. I can’t do it by myself, you know.” She said with a smirk. She did not know where this sudden burst of confidence came from but it was leading her to get where she wanted to be.

“Well, good thing I’m here for you, aren’t I? None of my friends are here too so we have the room all to ourselves.” He said, twirling a piece of her hair before tucking it behind her ear.

“Don’t you think I should come by some other time?” She said, “You’re not fully dressed.”

Remus looked down at himself and chuckled, “I would be if you knocked on the door.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” She teased, making Remus growl and grab her face, kissing her lips passionately.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, her tongue trailing along his lips while he firmly kept his hands on her hips. Both of them have wanted this for so long but they never had the chance to know about how they felt towards each another since his friends were always teasing him. He did not ever want this moment to pass and so he moved his hands up and down on her body, feeling every inch of her skin, memorizing it in his mind. Hearing her moan softly was like music to him, knowing that he was making her feel good. He licked her neck and softly nibbled her ear before whispering.

“Do you want me?” He asked and although they haven’t gotten very far, he wanted her to assure him that she wanted him as much as he did. She slipped her fingers through his soft, brown hair and gave him his answer after a quick kiss on the lips.

“I do. I’ve always do.” She replied, making Remus smile excitedly like a little school boy who had just received his candy.

He carried her in both of his arms and laid her down on his bed before crouching towards her like a hungry wolf. She bit her lip and watched him hover above her, her eyes set on his. He leaned in and began to kiss her once more while she pulled him close with her legs. She felt his hard on press against her clothed heat, making him moan back. He continued to grind against her in a rhythm so pleasurable that made her sure her underwear was soaking wet by now. He pulled apart from her mouth and trailed kisses from her neck to her collarbone, lowering the top of her shirt to reveal more skin.

Watching him taste her and lick her was once a dream she would fantasize about at night while playing with herself but now that it was happening, she wanted more than just this. Remus stopped and pulled the top of her shirt once more, peaking down at her bra with a smirk.

“Take this off for me, darling, would you?” He asked in a polite yet lustful manner.

(Y/n) did not hesitate and sat up to remove her shirt, revealing to him her black laced bra with a tiny white bow between her breasts. She bit her lip and beckoned him with a finger.

“Remus…” She moaned, driving him mad.

He leaned in to her hungrily and cupped her breast in his hand, “ ‘This for me, darling?”

He fondled her and massaged her as she continued to moan his name in his ear. He pinched her nipple through her bra while she reached behind her back to unclasp it. Remus pulled it by the straps before tearing it from her body, throwing it on the other side of the room. She laid back down once more as he kissed her, his hands now reaching through her underwear to feel her wet womanhood. He pressed his thumb on her clit like a button, his other finger teasing her soaked entrance.

His lips went down to her breasts and closed around her nipple while he kept his fingers busy, rubbing up and down her slit. He pushed two fingers in and as she moaned, he began to move them, her wetness making it easier for him to slide in and out.

“A-ahh, Remus…”

“Feels good?” He asked but he did need to hear her answer.

The way she writhed at the mercy of his fingers was enough evidence. He continued fingering her until she was about to reach her climax, pulling it out before she could release. She glared at him for delaying her but he did not say anything. He tugged down her shorts and tossed it by the bed before removing her underwear that matched her bra. He placed it in his pocket and started to unbuckle his belt.

“You’ll have it back tomorrow.” He said. The thought of her going back to her room with no knickers under her clothes aroused him.

He pulled down his boxers next and (Y/n) licked her lips at the size of his impressive length. He was already hard and the tip was leaking pre-cum. She spread her legs in front of him, showing him how wet she was. Remus’s eyes darkened with lust at the sight, capturing it like a picture to wank himself to. He crawled back on top of her and held his cock before running the head up and down her soaking slit, teasing her.

“Remus, no…I-I want you,” she said, desperation in her voice.

He leaned in to her and kissed her softly before slowly easing himself inside, pushing his thick manhood in her wet cavern. Inch by inch, he filled her pleasurably, making her moan into his kiss. He pressed his forehead against her and pulled out gently before pushing back in one thrust.

“Oh, love…You are so tight. Feels so good for me, darling.”

He praised, his elbows planted on the mattress as he began to move in a slow, teasing rhythm. (Y/n) moaned at every hard and slow thrust he gave. Soon enough, he increased his speed with an even harder impact than before. Her walls clamped tightly around his length at every push and pull, his lips capturing hers.

His hands both gripped on the headboard as he roughened his thrusts, his nails scratching the wood. He was hitting her g-spot now and he was going fast and hard, making the headboard slam against the wall. He moaned at how wet she was becoming, whispering to her praises like how good she made him feel. He could tell she was close and so he carried her by her waist and sat up, allowing her to move up and down on his thick length.

“Oh my God, Lupin! I’m so close…”

“Go on, love. Come for me,” he encouraged, pressing his lips on her skin. He was getting close as well and with one last thrust and a hard slam of her bum on his thighs, the two finally reached their climax.

“A-Ahh!” Remus moaned as he started to cum inside her, thick spurts of his seed marking her walls as his. He groaned in immense pleasure while she soaked him with her juices, her head thrown back and her eyes closed. He kept his arms around her, her hands on his shoulders as his cock began to soften. He laid her back down and pulled out, his cum trickling down from her slit. (Y/n) smiled and ran her fingers through her hair.

“Wow…That was splendid.”

Remus panted and smiled before cleaning her up. He laid back down by her side and tucked her in with his blanket, pulling her to his chest.

“So are we dating?” He tried to asked confidently but his fear of just being a one-night stand made him worry. He wanted to start a relationship with her and not just a physical relationship to help him let out his frustrations. He loved her deeply and if she did not want him, it would surely break his heart.

However, (Y/n) smiled and nodded, “Of course!”

Remus gave a breath of relief and returned the smile, “Hogsmeade on Saturday, then?”

“I’d love to, Remus.”

She kissed his lips softly before resting her head on his shoulder, falling asleep by his side.

First task upon becoming a student at Hogwarts:

Befriending Mrs. Norris.

Like, every student just automatically hates her because she’s Filch’s cat. But imagine if a student actually took the time to win her over, like offering cat treats whenever you see her and then offering her friendly pats once she gets used to you.

Imagine how much shit you could get away with if that cat actually liked you??

Wandering around after hours and getting caught by Mrs. Norris, but instead of her running off to Filtch, she hangs out with you the whole time and warns you when teachers are near.

Imagine being friends with Mrs. Norris.

Imagine being the headmaster of house Hufflepuff and the shock your students have when they find out you're actually married to Professor Snape

(Lol xD with so much time in my car driving to Florida I managed to type this up!!! I was too inspired by this after I woke up from one of my many naps xD Hope you all like it and it is as requested! :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

A gasp and a loud thud could be heard from across the hall, as you kissed your husband, Serverus, goodbye for the day.

Instantly, you both looked towards where the sound came from. You chuckled seeing your best performing student, Hermione, so shocked with her books on the floor. You waved hello to her and instantly he caught your arm back, stepping in front of you.

Shaking your head, you tried to grab him back to you, giggling to see how worried he seemed.

“Babe! It’s fine!”

He scowled seeing the young girl so appalled and shook his head as he glared at her. In his usual somber tone, he said, “No…She’s late…and she saw us…”

You scoffed at it and patted him, saying “So what! We weren’t trying to hide it! And plus, don’t act like you’ve never been late to any of our dates!”

He growled looking back at you, only to notice how you couldn’t stop smiling about the situation. You shoved him lightly, trying your best to dissuade the situation and make him smile, only to get exactly what you wanted for a moment.

The instant he looked back at her, he cleared his throat and nodded her over.

“Hurry, pick up your things and get in the classroom!”

Nervous, she did just as asked, only for you to feel bad for her. You knew your husband had always been a little harsh with the kids and just felt the need to make it up to them.

There was no wonder any of them preferred your company over his and thinking about it, you sighed at him and quickly let go of his hand.

“Y/N…”, he said trying to hold you back. Not listening to him, you walked over to her and bent down to pick her things.

“Here, let me help you…”

She picked up as much as she could in a panic, making you get even more worried for her. Casually, you managed to put a hand over hers and softly held it for a moment.

As she looked up at you, you smiled and shook your head, whispering, “Hey…Don’t worry about it…It’s not a big deal…”

You winked at her as you gave her the last of her stuff and added, “Besides he’s always grumpy for nothing, am I right?”

She finally smiled listening to how reassuring you were to her and even more as you gave her a hand to get back up and brushed away at her robes, ridding her of some dust. She nodded and made a quick run towards his class completely ignoring his growl.

Shaking your head, you met his gaze and blew him a kiss before walking back to your class, to which he finally smiled again and nodded.

During her whole class, Hermione couldn’t stop thinking about what she had just witnessed and as to what it might mean. Her obvious thoughts made Snape glare at her the entire class while trying his best to subtly hint at her to not say a word about it.

However, as soon as she walked out of his class, she couldn’t stop herself and just had to get it off her chest.

~~~~

“I saw Professor L/N kissing Professor Snape!”, Hermione said to the others around her at the dining hall.

They all made a face at the news and instantly Ron, shook his head and refuted her.

“Impossible! Professor L/N would never! She’s too kind and caring to ever be interested in someone like him!”

“But it’s true!”

Hearing her, Sheamus, looked towards her and stated, “Isn’t she a little too young for him?! I could swear she graduated a few years ago!”

To which they all nodded and only made Ron, add “Yeah! And she’s too pretty! She’s totally out of his league!”

Feeling bad for her but he himself not believing it, Harry shrugged, whispering to everyone.

“Hermione, maybe you saw it wrong…”

At that she frowned at him but before she could even add to her argument, Ron was already backing up Harry even more.

“Yeah, Hermione…She’s headmaster of house Hufflepuff why would she ever be with Professor Snape of all people…Think about it…The kindest professor with the worse of all, sounds pretty ridiculous to me!”

At that Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed. Everyone knew of his obvious crush on you and how he’d get easily embarrassed talking about you, it was no surprise how fast he was to defend you.

The twins chuckled at their younger brother, but George added, “But thinking about it, I don’t really believe it either! Last class she ran out after me to hand me my book back! And she didn’t mistook me for Freddie!”

Fred chuckled at that and holding onto his twin, he said, “As a matter of fact she’s never mixed us up since she got here! The more we talk about her, the weirder the idea of her being with him gets!”

Everyone roared in laughter at that and it truly angered her. Pressing her palm onto the table, she firmly tried to prove her point.

“It isn’t! I really saw them! I came in late for class and saw them both kissing each other by the door! And not a simple peck! It’s certain they’re an item, no one kisses like that if they weren’t! She even called him “Babe”!“

As she stated about herself being late for class, they all let out a groan before quieting each other and started to remember how he had walked out for a moment, waiting for the last few students to come in.

~~~

Seeing how silent they had gotten, Hermione sighed and added, “Now do you believe me…”

Still defensive, Ron stuttered out, “Still doesn’t mean anything, maybe you’re lying!”

“Why would I lie?! I really did see professor Snape and professor L/N kissing each other!!”

Not saying a word, they simply stared at her wide eyed and looked behind her. She stayed still feeling a cold gaze staring down upon her.

Slowly, she decided to turn around to see as to who it was and speaking of the devil, it was exactly who she thought it would be.

~~~

After his class, Serverus had already made his way towards the dining hall in hopes to stop the young girl from spreading anything towards the others. Quietly, he walked over to house Gryffindor’s table but quickly realized how it was too late.

Irritated, he scowled looking down at her and muttered quite loudly as she turned to see as to who was standing behind her.

“You really are an insufferable know-it-all…I swear i’ll-”

As you walked in, you noticed him practically terrorizing the students again and knew you just had to barge in and say something.

Quickly, you waved over at them and got their attention along with that of your husband’s. The twins chuckled to see you and were both quick to forget the whole situation.

“Hey guys!”

In unison they playfully greeted you sweetly, “Good afternoon Professor L/N~”

Instantly you noticed how your husband frowned at them, obviously getting jealous from just that. While George was kind enough to ask, Fred just insisted you sat in between them.

“Care to join us?” “There’s a place right here!”

From all their persuasiveness, you could tell your man was fuming and was ready to choke them out at any moment. You tried your best to laugh it off, to make him realize how it wasn’t a big deal at all and simply refuted their offer.

~~~

Nonetheless, it seemed to be too late as the moment they opened their mouths to compliment on your beauty, your husband slap them both across the head with his book in hand. Gritting his teeth, he muttered under his breath.

“Very inappropriate…She’s a professor…and she’s my wife…”

At the last words, everyone’s jaw dropped and in near sync they all exclaimed, “Your wife?!?!”

Apparently, their table wasn’t the only one to have heard it and everyone was chattering between each other. Strangely, for once he wasn’t fearful or nervous at the idea of everyone knowing about you both.

He crossed his arms rather proudly and just couldn’t seem to stop smirking. It made your heart pound to see him so happy about them knowing that you just had to laugh and add a little more.

Pretending to be mad at him for his behaviour, you sighed and crossed your arms as you scolded him.

“Professor Snape! You didn’t have to say it like that! Why do you always have to terrorize the kids?! There’s no wonder our own little girl is still pretty scared of you!”

At that, their eyes widened even more and once again they all exclaimed in unison.

“Your little girl?!”

Ron held onto his chest, pretending to be sick at the idea of you, his favorite teacher, having had a child with the worse of all.

Seeing all their reactions made you laugh at how innocent they could be at times but your husband’s sudden embarrassed expression was just so cute you had to reassure him.

With the sweetest voice, you said, “Yes our daughter, Y/D/N…but to be fair she just turned one recently…”

Looking over at him, you winked at him, adding, “She’ll get used to you soon babe…”

Nodding him over to go join you at the table, he made a quick move to meet you up at the end of their table, leaving them with even more questions than answers, as they were all dumbfounded as to how it all even happened between you both.


Tags : @angel-with-broken-wings, @nekodalolita,  @jokergirl26, @zombie-zayde@mad-boggart, @bexholtzmann@Erikaaferns, @ecurrier109, @purplemuse89, @fandomwritingismylife, @ichimaruai, @nekodalolita,@samwinchesterhasbeensaved, @happyshaddow94,@master-of-schadenfreude, @my-youth-is-my-own, @iammostdefinitelyonfire26

The first time they say they love you...

Summary: A little headcanon on how would be the first time these HP characters say they love you, the reader.

Remus Lupin

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

These three little words had more meaning to Remus than any other word had, to him, they held so much power and emotion he couldn’t just say them to anyone at any time. He had to think it through, was it really worth it put someone’s life in danger, your life in danger, just because his heart was completely drawn to you? He had to be certain that he could protect you and that you would be safer by his side than by yourself, that you were really indeed happier when he was present. He had to be sure you weren’t just infatuated with each other, and yes, truly, in love. And it was on this particular day that he was sure. You were inside Honeydukes in complete awe with all the sweets available, hands full of Chocolate Frogs and pixie puffs, you looked at all sides trying to find sweets enough to take some back to your friends and Remus couldn’t help the feeling he had looking at you, so he simply smiled and said “I love you”. Sure you dropped all the chocolate on the floor and breathed a shaky “W-what?” at your boyfriend’s sudden realisation, but he said it again with all the conviction in the world, receiving an ecstatic kiss and a very sweet “I love you too, Moony.” just right back.

Sirius Black

Originally posted by totallybenbarnes

Sirius was the opposite, the words never meant much to him. They held no power to him, in his logic to prove love was to show love. His way to say “I love you” was by saying “take care of yourself” and “be safe”, it was waking up during the night just to see if you weren’t having any nightmares and it was making you your favourite tea and read you a book when you where indeed having them. It was giving you his jumper whenever you forgot yours and spend the entire day in the library with you even if he disliked being there. But when Sirius realised that those words meant something to you, he would hold your face and say “I’m sorry I don’t say this as much as I should but I do love you, sweetheart, I really do, so much.” and would press his lips on yours passionately, surprised because differently from the other times he had spoken those little words, they this time, held more meaning than they had ever done, and ever since that day he would say it often to remind you that he truly, utterly, completely loved you.

James Potter

Originally posted by bobdillpickle

James, for a long time, thought those words were silly. He had convinced everyone and even himself that he didn’t believe in that magical cheesy love he easily found on muggle’s romances. It was when he met you that he started changing his mind, it was when you rejected him so many times before accepting to go out with him that he understood that it was possible to hurt from love. It was only when you pressed your silky soft lips on his that he understood what the ‘butterflies’ were and he felt stupid for not believing his friends when they said all that unbelief towards love would backfire. But it was when you were taking a stroll around the Hogwarts’ lake during the winter that he felt the necessity to say those words, it was when you looked at the sky in utter happiness as you felt the first freezing snowflakes falling on your face, frosting your cheeks, it was when you smiled at the sight of snow that you grabbed James’ hands and twirled like a small child during Christmas, it was when you whispered “Snow!” like it was pure magic that he let those words escape his lips, and they escaped so easily, so smoothly that the smile on your face convinced him that love was the best thing in the world.

Teddy Lupin

Originally posted by imaginesforlifetime

To Teddy it was relative, he never felt like saying it, it didn’t really matter to him. Even when you started dating, he said it every once in a while that he was in love with you, but never that he loved you. After all, they had a difference and it saddened you a little bit that he would never say it, maybe he wasn’t sure you were the one for him, maybe he was just infatuated? Maybe he didn’t love you? You were a bit let down to be in all honesties, you had been dating for almost two years and he had never said it, not even once, but perhaps that was just his way of being. So you thought that it wasn’t worth confronting him about it, you’d just try to let it go. But on this specific Friday during Summer, you were spending a week with the Potters, and Teddy asked you to dye his hair bubblegum pink. And you agreed, you spread the dye through every soft lock as he sat on a chair in front of a mirror, you noticed he was staring at you through it. You were quietly doing your job, humming one of the lullabies you used to sing for your little siblings, focusing on his hair but the staring wouldn’t stop and when you met his eyes he was trying to hold a smirk. “What are you staring at, Lupin?” you asked raising an eyebrow, “You, (Y/L/N)” he replied, not holding back his infamous smirks. “And why’s that?” “Because you’re stunning and I love you.” He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You do?” You heart had nearly stopped, he had said it, he had freaking said it for Merlin’s sake. “I do, (Y/N), very much.” He said smiling at you. “Well, I-I love you too, Teddy.”

James Sirius Potter

Originally posted by prince-ezra-miller

James had a little taste for some of the muggle stuff, his grandfather Arthur Weasley had taught him all he knew about them and even allowed him to borrow his muggle car. One day during summer, when James was talking to you on the phone, you mentioned you had had a fight with your family about some specific grades, that you were really upset and he immediately told you to get ready because he was going to pick you up for a ride, it would make you feel better. He asked his granddad if he could lend him his car to rescue you and soon drove to your house, where you waited sitting on the doorstep, cleaning some of your tears and smiling at the sight of him. You entered the car and he immediately hugged you, you stayed like that for a minute or so, just being close to each other and enjoying the feeling of being in each other arms. “Thank you, James, for taking me away from here.” He kissed your forehead, shaking his head and telling you to put the seat belt on as he started driving. After what felt like ten minutes on the road you opened the window and looked out on it, the comfortable wind refreshing your soul and drying all your tears, your hair flowing backwards as you smiled in contentment. You felt pure bliss, and so did he. James almost couldn’t believe himself on how alluring, sweet and kind you were and how you deserved to be with someone who would love you entirely and make you happy. And in that moment, he knew he wanted to be that person. And as you opened all the windows so the wind would flow through the entire car and you laid your head on his shoulder, he whispered only for you to hear, even though no one was around, “I love you, (Y/N)”. You lifted your head in ecstasy, smiling big, kissing his cheek slowly, “I love you too, Potter.”

Albus Severus Potter

Now Albus would let it slip during a heated fight, he would be so pissed, so furious that all his shy, conserved demeanor would just vanish right away in front of your eyes, he was your best friend and he was exhausted of seeing you giving your all to people who didn’t care for you and ended up tearing your heart apart. He would be so angry at the thought of your heart breaking again in careless hands when he could take such good care of you he would just let it slip, “You just give yourself away to assholes with infinitely lower IQs than yours and end up completely shattered, you don’t deserve this and you hate this feeling yet you always go back to it.” He shouted, “I hate seeing you like this, it’s the absolute worst feeling in the world and it hurts me even more that you keep putting yourself in harmful relationships when you could be with someone who would treat you well and look after you, someone who would love you more than anything in this world and make you happy.” And by that time, tears would be already escaping your eyes, trying senselessly to dry them with the sleeves of your jumper. “Yeah, like who? Who would love me?” You’d scream back. “Me, (Y/N)! I would, I do, so please just stop doing this to yourself and let me love you.” He’d say quietly, his shyness getting the best of him once again, anger long gone by now. And you’d jump in his arms, hiding your face on his chest as tears could not be held any longer. For the first time, you felt like things would be okay and love would finally be kind to you.

Scorpius Malfoy

Originally posted by luckybluegifs

You went on a Quidditch game, your house against Slytherin, you didn’t have anything against them, specially since you were dating one, but after that one Slytherin asshole hid all your belongings around the school, ridiculed your house and your friends it became all personal, and you wanted nothing more than your house to crush him and his team. Scorpius was a caring and protective boyfriend, but when it came to Quidditch you guys had agreed you’d cheer for your respective houses and never, ever argue about it. And as you watched the game, booing that shithead and rooting for your house as loud as you could, Scorpius watched you silently from the other side of the field, he observed your clothes all colored in respect for your house and how you laughed and cheered as your house scored. You looked so radiant and so beautiful in that moment, sticking up for your house and yourself, he didn’t know what came into him but when he realised what he was doing he already was in your house’s side of the field in the grandstand and his arms were wrapped around your waist. “What are you doing here?” You asked kissing his cheek, ecstatic to see him but confused since you’d agreed when games like that happened you wouldn’t talk about it or go together, to avoid fights. “I came to root for my girl and her house, no shithead has the right to do this to the girl I love.” “Even if he’s from your house?” “Even if he’s from my house. He’ll be hearing from me afterwards.” He said throwing an annoyed look at the boy, who stared at both of you. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him right there, your friends cheered for you and let loud “awww”s as he pressed his body against yours, deepening the kiss. “I love you too, Malfoy.”


A/N: Hope u enjoy this sweets, x

Masterlist // Writing Schedule

Masterlist

This is up to date as of Tuesday December 20th

Be sure to check under every category for writes. For example not all writes involving Fred Weasley are under the Fred Weasley category, some are under Harry Potter preferences, some are under ‘…would include’ section (which involves my posts that say ‘dating fred weasley would involve…’), and you get the point so please check all of them. I tried to hit every category and write below the name if there is a spot to find more writes for that person so check that as well. The post towards the top of the name are the oldest ones while the ones closer to the end are most recent. Please let me know if the links do not work. Sorry this took so long, enjoy!

Fred Weasley:

Proposal 

Just a Little Bit of Your Heart

Found You

Fluff 

Good Kind of Interruption 

Maybe, No, Yes

Happiness Can Still Be Found In Dark Times 

Break Up Part. 1

Break Up Part.2

Christmas Eve

Playful Kisses

Don’t Cover Up, Love

Don’t Let Them Get You Down

Muggle World With The Weasley’s

Bad Mood

Guilt 

A Little Mixed

Maybe a Little Jealous 

Fooling Around Part.1

Fooling Around Part.2

Late Night Cuddling 

Homework Session

Sick

Bad Day

Tutoring Ron

Be Mine

How to Save a Life

How to Save a Life Part.2

How to Save a Life Part.3

Pre-Proposal 

Um-Bitch

Breakfast at the Weasley’s 

Boggarts

Playful Pranks

What I Never Said

Rain Check?

You’re Beautiful 

Heart Aches

Fireworks 

Never Leave Your Side 

Come On Eileen 

Christmas Charades 

Autumn Love 

Should’ve Locked the Door

Christmas Tree and Family Fun

I Didn’t Mean It Part.1

I Didn’t Mean It Part.2

I Didn’t Mean It Part.3

Partner In Crime 

Thin Walls

Sweater Weather 

Fall Mornings and a Cup of Mint Tea

Relationship with Fred Weasley

(more post below under ‘…would include’, ‘Weasley twins’, ‘Fred/George short imagines’, ‘fake Instagram post’ and ‘Harry Potter preferences’.)

George Weasley:

George Weasley

Hufflepuff Yule Ball

Hogsmeade Date

Getting Caught 

Christmas Crushes

I’m Sorry

Enchanted Part.1

Never Cheat, Ever

Courage To Ask

Courage To Ask Part.2

Fooling Around Part.1

Fooling Around Part.2

Surgery 

Not Too Bad

Only Two Years

All Was Well

Harmless Fun

Freeze Tag

Australian Rants

Cold Feet

Late Night Cuddles and Kisses

First Smile In A Long While

Moon and Back

Sounds Perfect

Rain, Coffee, Confessions 

Trip Down Memory Lane 

Moving Out/In

Couldn’t Have Asked For Anything Better

Love Potions 

Run Ins

Yule Ball Kisses

Add That to the List

Words of Regret Part.1 

Words of Regret Part.2

Night to Remember 

Where’d We Go Wrong Part.1 

Where’d We Go Wrong Part.2

Where’d We Go Wrong Part.3

Not All Messes Are Bad

You Are in Love

Sneaking Around

Sappy Dates

Eiffel Tower 

Bloody Gorgeous That Girl

(more post below under ‘…would include’, ‘Weasley twins’, ‘Fred/George short imagines’, and ‘Harry Potter preferences’.)

Weasley Twins:

Double The Love

Jealousy 

Before It’s Too Late

Makeup Lessons, Boys, and Bonding

Nothing to Worry About

Over Protective 

Movie Marathon

Easter Egg Hunting

Watching Scary Movies 

Molly Trying to Set You Up

Ravenclaw Girl 

Muggle Magic

Harry’s Surprise Party

Fred/ George Short Imagines:

Waiting at King’s Cross

Fred Yule Ball

Getting Pranked

Crush 

Dating Fred and spending Christmas with his family 

George spoiling you

Sirius Black’s Daughter

Sneaking Around

New Language 

Quidditch 

Marrying George 

Pregnant With Fred’s Child 

Gender Reveal 

Draco’s Sister 

Jealous Fred

(Moodboard) Fred and Y/n get in a fight 

Carving Pumpkins with Fred

Pulling Pranks

Hermione Granger: 

Piano

Harry Potter:

Harry

Harry Potter Preferences: 

First Kiss

His Face When You Break Up With Him

His Favorite Hairstyle On You

What Kind of Girl They Would Date

What Disney Couple You Two Act Like (girls are included) 

How you spend Christmas together 

… Would Include:

Halloween with the Weasley’s

Christmas with Fred Weasley

Dating Fred Weasley

Dating Peter Pan

Dating George Weasley

Stony’s Daughter 

Clint Barton’s best friend 

Being a Ravenclaw and dating George 

Being a Slytherin and dating Fred 

Cuddling With Fred Weasley

Being Steve and Bucky’s daughter

Dating Peter Parker

Dating Tom Holland 

Dating Fred and George and spending Halloween with them

Thanksgiving with the Weasley’s

Being Sodapop’s Twin Sister

Dating Newt Scamander 

Relationship with Fred Weasley

Newt Scamander:

Helping Newt

(one post under ‘…would include’ section) 

Peter Parker:

Failed Tests and Movies

Pokémon Kisses

Typical Love Story Part.1

Typical Love Story Part.2

Typical Love Story Part.3

Spidey Kisses

Christmas Spirit

(a few posts under ‘Avengers Daughter’, ‘fake instagram’ and ‘…would include’)

Tom Holland:

(post under ‘…would include’)

Peter Pan:

Midnight Strolls 

For Your Protection

Mary and David’s daughter

(more under ‘…would include’)

The Outsiders:

(look at the bottom of ‘…would include’)

Harley Quinn and Joker’s Daughter:

Being Their Daughter 

Perfectly Normal

(Crossover) Kidnapped by the Avengers 

Halloween Treats

Steve Rogers:

Steve’s Daughter Dating Peter Parker 

Undercover

(more Steve Rogers posts under ‘Avengers preferences’, ‘Avengers daughter’ and ‘fake instagram posts’.)

Avengers Preferences:

How They Feel About You, The Youngest Member 

Avengers Daughter:

Don’t Like It (Tony’s daughter dating Peter Parker)

Steve’s Daughter Dating Peter Parker 

(Moodboard) Y/n is Peter Parker’s little sister and Tony and Steve’s daughter 

Tony Stark Father’s Day

Natasha and Clint’s Daughter 

Natasha babysitting Stucky’s daughter

Natasha and Bucky’s Daughter

Steve and Tony split leaving Y/n and brother, Peter, torn

Fake Instagram Posts

Fred Weasley’s Instagram 

Peter Parker’s Instagram 

If Stony’s daughter that’s dating Peter Parker had an Instagram 

Bucky Barnes Instagram 


- Daizy xx

The Marauders as Kardashian Gifs

James:

Sirius:

Remus:

Peter:

Lily:

Sirius Babysitting Harry:

James & Lily Date Night:

Sirius & Remus @ Peter:

James when Lily says she’s pregnant:

James, Sirius, Remus and Peter:

Being Draco's Girlfriend Involves...
  • Him being nice to me and only me
  • Walking around holding hands.
  • Quick kisses before classes.
  • Make out sessions when we can’t sleep.
  • Hugging each other all the time.
  • Sitting together in front of the Black Lake.
  • Taking baths together in the Monitor’s Bathroom.
  • I’m able to make him laugh.
  • Pansy trying to annoy me, but Draco sending her away.
  • “I love you. Always have, always will.”
  • Snape doesn’t sending us to detention when he catch us making out in the class room.
  • Comforting him after his father got in jail.
  • Everyone supports our relationship because they think I make Draco a better person.
  • Sitting on his lap and reading together.
  • Winning a silver ring as dating birthday gift.
  • Winning jewelry in general.
  • Him leaving open mouthed kisses on my shoulders and neck when we’re laying in bed.
  • Draco protecting me from everything and anything.
  • Fighting because his jealous of Harry or because I’m jealous of Pansy.
  • “I’m sorry for what I said.” “Me too. I hate when we argue.” “Come here, let me hug you.”
  • Tickle fight when no one is watching.
  • Him staring at me during class and then later needing help to study.
  • Passionate kisses when any of us is sad.
  • Being his happy memory to conjure a patronus.
  • Being called the Prince and Princess of Slytherin.
  • Breaking up with him when I find out he has became a Death Eater.
  • Narcissa and Lucius loving me.
  • Draco staying by my side in the Hogwarts Battle.
  • Passionate sex.
  • LOTS of teasing.
  • Giving him a lap dance as his birthday present.
  • Talking about our future.
  • “Can you imagine how our kids will look like?” “As their mother, I hope.”
  • Sneaking out our dorms to sleep together in the Common Room.
  • Me getting to sleep upon his chest, with his arms around me.
  • Him coming to be with me and my mother in Christmas.
  • She actually loving him because he offers his self to help with everything.
  • He calling me love, angel and princess.
  • Almost dying when Umbridge forbidden girls and boys to be close, and hiding to be able to kiss.
  • He being all bossy when he became a monitor, and taking advantage of that.
  • “What are you doing out of your dorm this late, Miss?” “I’m just reading Draco.” “That’s no excuse. I think I need to punish you for breaking the school rules, you know.”
  • He loving me more than anything and making sure I know that.
  • Me loving him more than anything and making sure he knows that.
  • Going to the astronomy tower at night to see the stars and date.
  • Draco scaring the hell out of any boy that looks to much at me.
  • Stopping him from being mean to the younger kids.
  • “Would you like someone to act like that with me?” “No.” “Then you better stop.”
  • Him asking me to marry him after Voldemort got killed.
  • “I know we’re young, but we’re not getting married, just engaged.” “Draco let me answer!" 
  • Kissing him when he shuts up and whispering "Yes” in to his ear.
Imagine having amnesia and being utterly fascinated by your husband Severus Snape

(Woooo more Snape fluff :3 I did my best to incorporate all the elements of the requests! Aka Make reader fangirl over him xD So hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

As you opened your eyes, you found yourself looking up at a strange ceiling. From how high up it seemed, the building you were in was something more familiar to a castle.

You couldn’t figure out exactly where you were but the last thing you remembered before blacking out completely was that you were helping a child hold up a wand it seemed and said some strange words before your eyes just gave out completely.

Looking around, you saw a curtain surrounding the bed you laid upon and quickly realize you might be within an infirmary or hospital. You heard some chatter on the other side and some footsteps nearing. Suddenly a distinct voice could be heard and strangely it made your heart jump.

Never have you heard such an intoxicating tone, you thought, it was so much you didn’t even take notice of his harsh words or how he was grumbling towards some woman.  Surprisingly, he seemed eager and demanded her to let him see you.

You couldn’t understand what a man of such authority wanted with you but you hoped in anticipation to meet him. To your surprise, the man simply moved the woman to the side and pushed the curtain away.

Keep reading

Masterlist

(13/06/2018)

Originally posted by the-l-o-o-k-b-o-o-k

A/n: Welcome to my masterlist of my stories! Hope you find some stories to your liking. Anything in bold is a WIP (work in progress). This will be updated every so often when needed. As a reminder about requests (and for new followers) as you can tell I write a lot of Weasley twin x reader fics but I am open to any character within the Harry Potter series (just be warned some will be written out of character because I might not be able to write them as well as others). My tags can be easily accessed on my main page (which is all fancy). Thank you lovelies <3

(1k fic = A story I wrote during for my 1k celebration)

*Updated 14/06*

“Updated 18/06*

*Updated 28/06*

*Updated 30/07*

Character x Reader Stories

George Weasley 

Fred Weasley

Bill Weasley

Harry Potter

Sirius Black

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Other Stories