You deserve someone who wants to give you a fucking text back, y’know? Someone who wants you, only you, and makes you feel wanted. Someone who can’t help but message you first thing in the morning when the sun light is slow-dancing through the curtain, and they’re barely waking. Someone who wants to spend their drunken Friday nights with you, but also their lazy lemonade Sundays. Someone who holds their one-person umbrella right above you when it’s bucketing down, so that you’re sheltered, even if it means they get soaked through. You deserve someone who thinks of you, often. Someone who calls you on the phone at the end of a long day, because they want to hear the sound of your voice before they drift off into slumber. Someone who makes plans with you on a Tuesday evening, because the weekend is just too far away, and who cares if we have to go to work the next day. Someone who says definitely, not maybe, and follows through. You deserve to hear a song on the radio that makes you melt on the inside at the mere thought of this someone. Someone who could watch you sleeping for hours at a time, and be perfectly content in the grace and stillness of that moment. Someone who steals a cheeky kiss when you’re mid-sentence and least expecting to find their lips. Someone who will happily pig out on pizza with you in bed, and not judge the sweatpants & top knot look you’re sporting. Someone who is just that into you. You deserve someone who challenges the both of you constantly; someone who makes you strive to be better each day, because they’re trying to be better too. Someone you can count on to stick around when the shit hits the fan, which it will. Someone who chooses to lift you up, always. You deserve magic, and fireworks, and confetti canons exploding in your clear blue skies. You deserve someone who will always be careful with your heart, because they know just how fragile it already was before they held it. Someone who’s heart aches whenever yours does. Someone who wakes up next to you each day feeling like they’ve hit the jackpot, over and over again, and thinking what on earth did they do in their past life to be so damn lucky. You deserve someone’s complete attention. Someone who looks at you, and I mean really sees you, and all of the beauty you hold. You deserve to be someone’s first choice. Someone’s best friend. Someone’s partner in crime. Someone’s everything. You deserve to be loved; and loved extraordinarily well. And to be told that you are loved, every single day
So McGonagall announces a surprise mock-NEWT in class one day and everyone is super stressing out and Harry accidentally snaps his quill because ‘are you shitting me, NEWTs are two months away, dammit.’
And then he can’t find a spare quill anywhere in his bag and next to him Ron looks like he might burst into tears and on the table across the aisle on his other side Hermione is vigorously bunching up her hair into a top knot while reciting every Transfiguration theory they’d learnt in the past five months under her breath, her expression fierce as fuck, and just looking at her makes Harry even more nervous because what the fuck was she murmuring about Trans-Species Transformations, had they even covered that?!
But McGonagall is already coming around handing out their tests and so he turns to Malfoy who’s sitting in front of him trying to cram in five months worth of notes in thirty seconds and taps him on the shoulder with a desperate, “Baby, you got an extra quill on you?” and Malfoy simply nods before feverishly rummaging through his bag and producing a slightly ruffled eagle feather quill and handing it over with a harassed, “Here, love”, before going back to tearing through his notes.
And then Harry hears an odd squeaking sound and turns to find Ron looking at him like he’d spontaneously turned into a giant spider and it’s only then he becomes aware of his exchange with his (still secret) boyfriend. Ron genuinely looks like he’s about to faint and Draco seems none the wiser as he accepts the test from McGonagall with trembling hands.
Ron makes a strangled choking sound up at McGonagall who sighs exasperatedly as she hands Harry and Ron their tests, “Now Mr. Weasley, do pull yourself together. Today’s results won’t count for your final grade.”
And honestly Harry can’t deal with any of this now because hell he loves Draco and doesn’t care what anyone says and why do mock-NEWTs even exist, like the actual ones weren’t bad enough and Ron is still staring at him in horror and Harry just grits out a, “We’re in love, mate, alright? Now close your mouth and fucking breathe before you faint and also, did we cover Trans-Species yet?” To which Ron just croaks out a, “I don’t know anything anymore, I need to lie down.”
- literally begging him to let you play with his hair - “i dunno, love. my hair is very precious to me.” - “please, sirius. please.” - you give him the puppy eyes and pout your bottom lip - “no, no. stop that, please, sweetheart.” - he gives in pretty quickly after that - braiding his hair, putting it in a top knot, making him flower crowns, so many things with his hair - so much jealousy -“mine.” - him showing off in animagus form for you - james and remus roll their eyes - you just giggle and happily pet him bc dogs - piggyback rides between classes - wearing his leather jacket - him being very very proud - “that’s my girl.” - you literally wear his clothes all the time after that - so many inside jokes - DADDY KINK - “such a good girl for daddy, right sweetheart?” fUCK - having an infatuation with his hands - “they’re so huge!” - smirks. “my hands aren’t the only things that’re huge, love.” - you facepalm. “oh merlin.” - he’s such a gentleman like all the time - pulls out your chair, holds every single door open for you, etc etc - he’s so fussy over you and wants to cater to you 25/7 - “i’m thirsty.” - “you want water? i’ll get you some, love, stay here.” - always holding hands - kissing the top of your head - you hugging him from behind and rest your head on his back while he talks to friends - he can’t stop grinning as he talks - him teasing you in public 25/7 because he’s horny every second of every day - you start teasing him as payback - daddy sirius punishing you for teasing him ;) - becoming the fifth marauder - remus is like your best friend - james is a brother figure to you - you make sirius a softie - like he gushes about you to the boys - “i’ve never felt this way about a girl before. she’s just- bloody hell, i love her.” - you’re his rock when it comes to his family problems - and vice versa - so much love and fluff and cuteness ugh
1. Varian could totally have a cool man-bun if he wanted. Or at least a modest top knot… ; - ; 2. Sleepy commanders. 3. Olivia helps Hugo stay caffeinated for science. 4. Pyrus helps Hugo remain a victim his entire life.