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Birthday Boy - Draco x Reader


Hey guys! In celebration of our favorite boy’s birthday on the 5th, I decided to write a birthday imagine!! It’s a bit long, but I hope you guys enjoy it! Let me know what ya think! Thank you!!!!

Warnings - None that I am aware of!!! 



“HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE!” Y/N yelled as she jumped on to Draco’s bed.

 He groaned and rolled over on to his stomach. Pulling the blankets off of him, she straddled his back. Leaning down, she placed a gentle kiss behind his ear. He let out a soft sigh in response. Taking it as a sign to continue, she pressed another one at the back of his hairline and continued down the back of his neck.



“Draco, get up. We have a busy day and I’m trying to make this your best birthday ever - which I know seems impossible since last year’s was pretty great, but this one will be the best one yet, I promise.” Y/N whispered as she pressed her hands into his back.

With Y/N moving her hands - and mouth - up and down his shoulders and back, this was was the most relaxed Draco had been in days. Between maintaining his “bad boy” image and dealing with whatever his father needed him to do, Draco had slipped into a minor depression - not that he’d tell anyone. But the only thing that ever came close to making him relax and see the good in the world was her. 



“I don’t want to.” Draco mumbled and closed his eyes tighter.


“I know that, Draco. But I have a whole day planned so get up and get dressed.” She placed another kiss behind his ear and the dormitory door swung open. Y/N jumped and Draco swung his head towards the door.

“Happy birthday, Draco!” Pansy shouted, dragging a tired looking Blaise behind her.

Draco groaned and his head found its way under his pillow.

“I thought I told you guys to wait downstairs.” Y/N rolled her eyes and swung herself off of Draco.

Pansy crossed her arms and cocked a hip.

“You were taking too long. I’m ready to get this day started!”

“Okay, okay! Draco, please get up and get dressed. Wear something casual, alright? We’ll be downstairs.” Y/N said and ushered Blaise and Pansy out of the room.


They only had to wait thirty minutes for Draco to finally drag himself down the long steps and into the Slytherin common room. He was wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of dark black pants and although Y/N had known Draco for years, she still got butterflies when she saw him. He slung on arm around her, pulling her close, and planted a kiss on her temple. She smiled.

“Where to first then?” Draco asked.

The hike to Hogsmeade wasn’t as bad in June as it was in December - mainly because it wasn’t snowing. It didn’t take the four of them long to reach their first stop in the town. Y/N led the way with Draco holding her hand and following closely behind her. She stopped at the little station in front of the building.

“Hi, I have a reservation for four under the name Malfoy at ten?” she informed the girl behind the station. The girl smiled at the four of them and her eyes lingered a little too long on a certain platinum haired boy.


“Of course, follow me!” she exclaimed and led the four of them to their table.



 “Malfoy, huh?” Draco smirked down at his girlfriend and gently elbowed her in the ribs.


“For you. It was the only way they’d let me make a reservation.” she whispered back.


“How’d you do it? Did you take a polyjuice potion? Or did you just tell them you’re my mom? Did you take my last name as your own? Tell them we’re married? What’d you do?”


“I’m not admitting what I did or didn’t do to you, Draco. Assume what you will, but if I told you, I’m afraid I’d have to kill you.”

Draco chuckled and pulled out the chair for Y/N as they reached their table. Blaise did the same for Pansy and the boys sat down across from each other.

“Is this breakfast all you have planned today, Y/N?” Draco inquired while he stretched an arm around the back of her chair. Y/N shook her head left to right as she looked over the menu that had appeared in front of each of them.

“This is all she has planned with us, anyway.” Pansy muttered. Draco shot Y/N a questioning look then turned to Pansy.

“What do you mean by that, Pansy?” he asked.


“I mean that after this, you guys are going to explore Hogsmeade some more while Blaise and I go back to Hogwarts.”

The four teenagers enjoyed their breakfast. They sat and talked about big upcoming exams and how none of them really felt prepared for them - but did they ever? The four talked of their summer plans and how now that Voldemort was officially back, were they all coming back next year? Or were they staying home to help out their families? None of them knew for sure exactly what would happen. After an hour or so of dreary conversation, Y/N made them change the topic. This was a birthday breakfast after all.

The group finished their meals and went their separate ways. Draco held Y/N’s hand tightly as they went in and out of shops. She insisted on buying him something, but there was no way he was letting her do that.

Draco Malfoy was not very fond of his birthday. The only reason Y/N knew about it was because they had celebrated it a couple times when they were kids. Y/N took it upon herself to continue to make his birthdays a big deal once they got to Hogwarts. He wasn’t sure why she was so insistent on the topic. He didn’t understand. He was just a year older - no big deal.

Y/N led Draco to a small and quiet cafe. She knew he hated his birthday, but that’s the exact reason she made it such a big deal. To her, Draco had made it another year alive and for that, she was eternally grateful. She didn’t understand why he liked to sweep it under the rug. He hated presents and he hated surprises. She did both for him. She pulled out the box she had been hiding in her sweater pocket.

“I got this for you. Don’t say anything Draco, please. I wanted to do this for you. You’re my boyfriend and I love you. I know you hate presents, but I just had to.” she explained and set the small box down on the table. Draco eyed her then slid it to him.

Inside the box was a plain black ring. From far away, it looked extremely simple. Up close, though, it was carved with extremely intricate designs. There were swirls and snakes and when the light hit it just right, you could see the fangs on the snakes’ teeth. Picking it out of the box, the sun caught on some silver writing on the inside of it. He noticed his initials carved next to Y/N’s. His eyes filled with tears, but he held them back. This gift was automatically better than everything that Draco had ever been given.

“Is it okay? Do you like it? I know it’s not much, and you might think it’s stupid, but my family knows a guy who makes jewelry and such, and I asked him to make it for you. There’s a protection spell on it, so whenever you’re in danger, it sends a signal to a necklace I have back in my room and I’ll know you’re in trouble. It also protects you from any harm or at least-“

Y/N’s rambling was cut short by Draco’s lips on hers. His hands slid to her cheeks. He tried to convey how extremely grateful he was to have her in his life through that kiss. She pulled back a little and smiled.

“So you like it then? I know it’s kind of girly but-”


 “Of course I do, babe. Don’t worry. This is the best thing I’ve ever gotten and I’m so glad you care enough about me to at least try and make my birthday a special day. I love you so much, Y/F/N Y/L/N.” Draco whispered.

“I love you too.” she kissed him briefly again. “It’s time for your next activity, are you ready to come on an adventure with me?”

“Every day is an adventure with you. Let’s go.”

Y/N led Draco back to Hogwarts. They held hands and Draco glared at everyone that looked at the pair. Y/N made it seem like she was oblivious to this fact, but she secretly liked that Draco got so easily agitated. It made people leave them alone. It also helped that he was a Malfoy and people feared the Malfoys.

As they climbed staircase after staircase, Draco’s curiosity got the best of him. They’d passed the Room of Requirement and they had definitely passed the Slytherin common room.

At the sixth floor, Y/N made a right and continued down a long, dark hallway. About halfway down the hall, she stopped and entered a classroom. It looked like it hadn’t been used in years. There was dust everywhere and a strange machine sat in the middle of the room. Y/N let go of Draco’s hand and he stayed where he was.

Y/N pressed the ‘on’ button of the projector and it roared to life. The lightbulb flickered once before gaining its strength to steady out. She pointed it at a wall while the opening credits of a movie played.

“What is that?” Draco asked skeptically.


“It shows movies or uh - moving pictures with sound, I guess. A couple of muggles showed it to me two years ago. I wanted to show you my favorite one.” she answered quietly, trying to gauge her boyfriend’s reaction.

“That’s a muggle device then?”

“Yes.”

Draco crossed the room until he was standing in front of his girlfriend.

“Oh, Y/F/N Y/L/N, if my father only knew how much of a bad girl you really are.” he smirked and pulled out his wand.

With a flick and a swish, there was a pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. Snacks were piled by a corner of the blankets. The room looked sparkling clean. Y/N smiled and dropped onto the pile of blankets. Draco sat next to her and pulled her close. He wasn’t normally so easily convinced to do anything muggle related, but if Y/N liked it then it couldn’t be too bad.

Five hours and two movies later, Draco was whining as Y/N pulled him from the room. He pulled on her hand and tried to make her go back into that quiet and relaxing room with him, but she wouldn’t budge. She just kept leading him back down several flights of stairs. They reached the Slytherin common room and stopped right outside the door.

“Don’t get mad at me.” Y/N breathed. Draco rose an eyebrow and muttered the new password.

“SURPRISE!” a big group of people shouted.

Draco stopped just inside the door with Y/N following closely behind him. He hadn’t expected anything like this - not that he minded though. Draco Malfoy was always up for a good party. He smiled and waved as everyone went back to whatever it was they had been doing before the couple had entered the room. He turned around to his girlfriend.

“Why on earth would I be mad at you?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Y/N leaned back a little and looked up into Draco’s blue eyes.

“I know you don’t like doing big things for your birthday, but I just had to, babe. I wanted you to be able to celebrate with all of your friends - not just me.” she explained.

He kissed her forehead, then her nose, then kissed her lips.

“Happy birthday, dude! Why didn’t you tell us?” Theodore Nott interrupted as he strode up to the couple. Draco disentangled from Y/N. He settled for his arm around her shoulders.

“I don’t know, Theo. I just don’t think it’s a big deal.” Draco explained. Theo rolled his eyes and made his way to one of the drink tables.

Draco and Y/N pushed and shoved through the crowd and to the couches. They hadn’t had a decent conversation since they’d stepped in the place. Everyone wanted to wish Draco Malfoy a happy birthday. The couch was their usual hangout at parties in the Common Room and sure enough their were two seats left open.

After several hours of drinking and party games, everyone decided to head up to bed. In doing so, they also left the place a complete mess. Draco and Y/N had barely moved from their spot on the couch. The lights had gone out and they were sitting in front of the fire place enjoying the now quiet atmosphere. Her head was in his lap and he was playing with her hair.

“So tell me Draco Malfoy, did you enjoy you birthday party?” Y/N murmured.


 “If only because I got to spend it with you, love.” he whispered back.

“Please stop being cheesy for one second and be honest. Was your birthday everything and more?”

“Of course it was. Thank you for the best birthday ever,” he paused to lean down and kiss her cheek. “and for being the best girlfriend ever. I love you, Y/F/N Y/L/N.”

“I love you too, Draco Malfoy.”

They left the cleaning to the house elves and the two fell into a peaceful sleep on the couch in the Slytherin Common Room.

Zayn ft. Big Payno
Merry Christmas

Merry early Christmas, because I’m going away tomorrow and I might not be able to post on the 25th!! x

“Well,” Mrs. Potter exclaimed loudly, peeking out the window, “It’s certainly the heaviest snowfall I’ve seen in a while.”

“It hasn’t even covered the ground yet!” James reached for another gingerbread cookie, which Lily passed to him from her place by the table.

“Ah, but it will,” Mrs. Potter winked. “Just you wait.”

Lily had spent Christmas Eve at the Potters’ this year, along with Sirius, Remus Peter, Marlene, and Dorcas. Sirius lived there now, and the rest had flown back to their Wizarding families on brooms, so Lily was the only guest that remained.

She looked out the window also. Mrs. Potter was right- the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger. Lily would have to hurry if she was going to make it home safely.

“I think I’d better head off home. Thank you so much for letting me come over.” She started to stand.

Mrs. Potter gasped. “Don’t be silly, Dear! You’ll get lost in the blizzard!”

James rolled his eyes.

“You must stay. You can’t even apparate yet!”

Lily smiled. “Thank you. But I don’t have any way of contacting my parents, so I had really better-“

“Actually,” Mrs. Potter cleared her throat. “I fellytoned your mother just before.”

“You did?”

Telephoned, mum,” James groaned.

She ignored her son. “I did. I popped over to the Swynfords’ just across the street. Cordelia’s a muggle, you see.”

Lily nodded.

“Your mother doesn’t want you out in this weather, either, and she didn’t know what apparition was. I got the number off James.”

Sirius snorted. James looked at his feet.

“So she said you could stay, and thanked me most politely. Of course, you can call her too. Would you like to call her?”

Before Lily could reply, Mrs. Potter grasped her arm. With a moment of disorientation, she found herself in a yellow living room. Mrs. Potter thrust a phone receiver into her hand, before leaning out into the hallway.

“Just borrowing your tellyfote again!”

“Go ahead!” A voice hollered back from somewhere in the house.

Lily dialled the number, glancing back at James’s grinning mother. After four rings, her own mother picked up.

“Mum? It’s me.”

“Lily! Tell Mrs. Potter thank you from me again. This is so nice of her.”

“You’re okay with this?” Lily’s eyebrows shot up.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You didn’t let me sleep over at Marls’s because she had a brother.”

“I wouldn’t let you sleep over because your room was atrocious.”

“Right.”

“Besides, James is a nice boy. He brought me flowers last time.”

“What does that have to do with-“

“You have fun. Be safe. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

The line went dead.

“Done?” Mrs. Potter beamed. 

“Y-“ Lily started, but with another firm grasp on her arm, Mrs. Potter apparated back home. 

Lily landed heavily, swaying slightly, but Mrs. Potter propped her upright. 

“Poor dear, not being able to go home for Christmas morning! The weather should be better tomorrow.”

Lily took a deep breath. “Right. Thank you so much.” 

“No problem, love. You can have the guest bedroom up by James and Sirius’s.” She turned to the boys. “No funny business!”

“No, ma’am.” Sirius smirked. 

Mrs. Potter looked him over. “Oh, that’s right. No funny business, James!”

James flushed scarlet.

-

Lily startled at a knock on the door. 

“Yes?”

The door swung open as Sirius dragged James in purposefully. 

“What are you doing?”

“Waiting up to meet Santa.”

He shut the door behind him with a foot, and seated himself cross-legged opposite Lily. James, frowning, took the only open space left next to her. 

“So,” Sirius said, “How did your mum get convinced that it was a good idea to let their beloved daughter have a cute little sleepover with two deranged wizards?”

“Actually, I think she told me to use protection.”

James choked.

“Good for her! Better safe than sorry.” Sirius grinned.

Lily rolled her eyes. “So? You were saying before. What did you get Remus for Christmas?”

“A pudding sweater. Matching.”

“Merlin,” James muttered.

“D’you want one too?”

James pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh, turning to Lily. “Getting any new muggle magic this year?”

“I’d hardly call Polaroid cameras magic.”

“Well, they don’t move, but they come out on the spot!”

Lily shrugged. “I might ask for a television, for when I move out next year.”

“A telly what?”

“Well.”

Lily stretched her legs out, unintentionally hitting James’s foot. He flinched, just the tiniest bit, but didn’t move away. Lily froze against the warmth. If she moved now, he’d know it was on purpose. If she didn’t… maybe he didn’t really notice. She left her foot there. 

“A television. A little box that shows moving pictures? Like an inconvenient muggle photograph with sound? We have one at home.”

Them?” James looked startled, admiration in his eyes.

“Well, the smallest one there is.”

“Why didn’t I ask for one of them? I’m just getting a new broom.” James sighed. “Someone wore mine out trying to sneak Remus out when he was grounded.”

Lily looked up to find Sirius slumped to his side, letting out a little snore. Toppling over, he curled up in a ball.

With a chuckle, James leaned back on his arms, accidentally placing his hand over Lily’s.

“Sorry.” He moved it away… but not quite.

“Hmm.” Lily didn’t move away either.

They sat in silence for a few moments, fingertips and feet touching. It was awkward. Beyond awkward. Lily should move away. James should sit up. 

Lily should probably start breathing again.

Just then, Sirius gave a gigantic snort, rolling over. His mouth drooped open as his snores recommenced with a vengeance. As Lily stifled a giggle, James slipped his fingers between hers. 

Lily froze. Slowly, slowly, she looked from their hands, up his arms, to his face. She looked into his eyes as she nudged her face up. James, swallowing, leaned down, softly brushing his lips with hers.

“Merry Christmas,” He whispered, and Lily leaned back in. 

-

“James?”

“Hmm?” James pulled back. He opened his eyes slowly, quirking a brow. Lily tilted her head.

“The mistletoe… is over there.”

The twig hung from a neatly tied ribbon above the little sofa, twirling slowly. James looked at it for a second, sighed, and closed his eyes.

Mum.”

daninator-and-rickyblitz  asked:

Hello! This is my request for the trivia: Can I have a Harry Potter themed one? I’ll give you full creative freedom on what happens in it… After that question, I’d just love to see Dan and Phil at Hogwarts!

Your trivia prize:

First year:

“Howell, Daniel.”

A tiny brown haired boy made his way to the front of the small crowd of first years. The woman who had introduced herself Professor McGonagall waited patiently for him to take his seat on the stool. As soon as the hat was placed on his head, Dan knew what was coming. His parents had both been Gryffindors and their parents before them. Before that they had been a mixture of muggles and magical folk. He was destined to be a Gryffindor. Having ignored the hat’s anecdote and song, Dan only heard a shouted of ‘Gryffindor!’ and the roar of applause coming from that table. Happy and content, Dan made his way to sit down but ended tripping over the foot of an unknown first year. 

“Sorry,” the boy told him a north English accent. 

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