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Fraternizing with the Enemy

Pottermore sorted me in Slytherin and I am very satisfied. An early Birthday gift (My birthday’s on the 31st!) 

Also I will be writing twice a week (depends on my schedule, but I’ll make sure to post weekly) and requests may take a while because it depends on when you submitted one. First come, First serve. 

Anyways! Hope you enjoy 😁

Request: Could you do a one shot where you’re best friends with the golden trio and have a crush on Draco even though he’s still a brat. Eventually you and Draco have a secret relationship and Harry, Ron and Hermione catch you kissing and aren’t happy about it?! ^.^

“Has anyone asked you to the ball yet?” Hermione asked, clutching her books to her chest as you walked to Potions class together.

“Not yet” You answered, truthfully. To be honest, you haven’t really thought of the ball until now. It hadn’t really struck as a big deal until every girl in Hogwarts started fussing over dresses and corsages–that includes Hermione. Although no one’s asked her yet but you’re sure Viktor Krum has a thing for your best friend.   

“I don’t understand” Hermione exclaimed once you reach Potions. You had potions with the Slytherins as usual. Gryffindors and Slyhterins are always together during class. A very chaotic mix if you ask me. “You’re one of the most beautiful girls in Hogwarts! You have to have at least 15 admirers by now” 

“I think I might have lost those admirers once those Beuxbatons girls walked in the Great Hall” You pointed out, jokingly as both you took a seat next to each other. Hermione rolled her eyes, opening her potions book to reread the new lesson. It makes you wonder if she does anything other than reading. But then again, it’s Hermione we’re talking about here!

“Apparently, boys like their non-existent bums” Hermione gaped at you before bursting into fits of laughter. You joining in the mix of giggles but you were stopped by the well known Slytherin Prince himself, who was sitting behind you. 

“Having a little girl talk about the ball, are we?” Draco sneered. His arms leaned forward towards you “I’m not surprised no one’s asked you, Mudblood. I would feel bad for you if you weren’t so filthy that it wouldn’t matter” 

You and Hermione turned to face him. Hermione’s face creating a look of disgust. You on the other hand, were lost in his eyes. They were beautiful to look at. The way the blue orbs would stare into yours and you could make out a tint of grey in the vast blue colour. And his lips….oh how you wanted to kiss them. 

Let’s just say that you may or may not have a bit of a crush on Draco Malfoy. 

It was strange that he or any of his friends ever made fun of you. You were Pureblood but they would usually call Pureblooded Gryffindors “Blood Traitors”. 

It took you a few seconds to realize that Draco was staring back at you. It made you blink a couple times, making sure you weren’t hallucinating. Your eyes locked again, as if they were positively and negatively charged magnets that couldn’t be torn apart. 

But Hermione was confused about the situation and decided to cut the tension between you and the blonde slytherin. 

“I would feel bad for the girl your going to the ball with” She fired back “Who would want to go with someone of such low class that they would snoop into other people’s conversations like you, Malfoy”  With this, Draco huffed and leaned back on his seat. Hermione smiled triumphantly as you both turned back around once Professor Snape entered.

Potions was your last class and you were satisfied with today. but you hadn’t noticed that Draco slipped a note for you in your pocket just before you left the dungeons. After you and Hermione left your belongings back in the Gryffindor common room, both of you head out in search for Harry and Ron. You felt something move around in your pocket a bit. Thinking it was nothing, you simply ignored it. Once you found the two boys, you all head to the Great Hall for dinner. You were quite happy at the thought of eating the delicious dishes that will be given out to you. 

But not long after, the note in your pocket started thrashing around. It’s rapid movements making you feel very uncomfortable. What was going on? It was strange having to feel the robe as if it was being pulled. ‘Must be magic’ You thought. Groaning, you stopped dead on your tracks but the robe didn’t cease its thrashing. 

“What the bloody hell is wrong with your robe” Ron asked, his face scrunched up in confusion. You made a couple attempts to make it stop. Such as hitting it but every time you did, it would send a light sting onto your hand. You sighed in defeat as it stung you again.

 You looked towards your friends and shrugged “I left my wand back in the common room. You can go ahead without me” 

“Are you sure” Harry asked, worriedly. You gave him a reassuring smile before you turned to leave. You past multiple students, each giving you weird looks when they saw the way your robes were acting strangely. You did your best not to make it obvious. You were just reaching a set of stairs when your robe’s actions came to an abrupt stop. You examined the material before cautiously placing your hand inside your pocket and pulling out a piece of crumpled up parchment. 

“Evening, (Y/N)” Someone spoke behind you. Surprised, you whipped around to be faced with the blonde haired boy you were staring at during potions. 

“Malfoy?” Draco’s lip curled into a smirk as he approached you. 

“Have I told you how beautiful you really are?” He spoke, quite charmingly. You lightly shook your head causing him to chuckle a bit “Well, you are. Your beauty reminds me of spring” 

You wondered if this is some prank that was going to be pulled on you. You could imagine Crabbe and Goyle hiding in the corner, laughing their brains off. If they had ones at least. Because no way in the world would Draco Malfoy be saying these words to you. 

“Thank you?…” You said, your statement sounding more of a question. Chuckling still, he took more steps toward you but you couldn’t bring yourself to move from your spot. Now your faces were only an inch apart. You sucked in your breath, feeling the way his breath lightly caressed your top lip. 

He moved his hand up and placed in on your cheek “I wonder what your lips would taste like” Wait…what? 

Without hesitation, Draco lunged himself forward, smashing his lips onto yours. It took you a few seconds before you responded by kissing him back. It felt nice kissing him. He slid his hands down to your lower back, pulling you more towards him as one of your hands placed themselves on his neck while the other on the back of his head. After a while, you both pulled away breathless yet still wrapped around each other.  

“Wow…” He breathed making you blush a bit.

“Bloody Hell!” You and Draco pulled apart as you turn to see Harry, Ron and Hermione staring at you in disbelief. You fiddled with your fingers, embarrassed as they continued to gape. 

“Malfoy, what are you doing here?” Hermione snapped. You could hear the glare in her voice without even looking up.

“None of your business, Mudblood” Draco spat, his usual cocky attitude finally coming back. 

“Obviously he was snogging (Y/N)” Harry spoke up, making you look at him as he glared at Draco. 

“How could you put your mouth on…..that!” Ron told you, his voice filled with disgust. 

“It wasn’t really that bad” You admitted, softly. 

“I can’t believe you right now” Hermione said “I’m going back to the common room to get that image out of my head” You cocked your head to the side as she disappeared through the endless amount of stairs, Harry and Ron following close behind. The was not as bad as you thought. 

“Well that was awkward” You mumbled, looking back at Draco and smiled. 

“So is it a yes?” He questioned.


“The note” He pointed out. 

Your hand reached inside your pocket again and pulled out the piece of parchment. You carefully opened the crumpled up piece as you read what was written on it. 

‘Would you fancy going to the ball with me?’ ~DM

“You’re an idiot” You laughed, causing him to smile a bit “But I would love to go to the ball with you….” Your arms found their ways to entangle themselves into each other’s bodies once more “and your idiocy” 

“Your friends probably hate you now” He pointed out.

You shrugged, giving his lips a light peck. 

“They’ll get over it.” 

if Gary Johnson is the LP candidate, I think that, just like last time around, he will have no noticeable long or short term impact. He will not challenge people’s assumptions, get them thinking, introduce them to new ideas, or get any of their votes. He will continue to be a long drawn-out yawn.

John McAfee will not win the presidency, but that was never on the table anyway. What he will do is say a lot of things that will challenge people’s views and introduce them to new ideas and alternatives. He will shake things up. He will do a little of what Ron Paul did, only while less purely libertarian, more in-your-face. Oh yeah, and he will almost definitely get more votes than Gary “Who?” Johnson. His name recognition alone, even if he never campaigned for a single minute, would ensure that.

Gary Johnson is a nonentity who couldn’t do anything worth mentioning in a race with Obama and Romney. In a race with Trump? Forget about it. It’s not even funny. It’s sad to think how quickly and badly he will sink into oblivion.

If the LP is anything other than a racket, and actually gives one flying fuck about all these lofty ideals it used to pretend to stand for, it will nominate McAfee, and simultaneously start connecting his campaign with very good libertarian thinkers who can help him out with some of the finer points.

McAfee is more libertarian than Johnson, has more name recognition, more money, more media connections, and is frankly a more interesting candidate. It’s no contest.

There is zero downside to nominating McAfee over Johnson, except of course for all the back room dealers and influence peddlers in the LP who have already likely made their deals to support Old Gary Nobody