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Ginny : And you're probably with that blonde girl

Harry : boy

Ginny : Who always made me doubt

Harry : he didn't even talk to you

Ginny : he's so much older than me

Harry : just an year older Ginny

Ginny : he's everything I'm insecure about

Harry : People are literally scared of you , he's scared of you and you don't even get me started on how insecure he is

Ginny : Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs

Harry : we're at fucking Hogwarts

Ginny : Cause how could I ever love someone else?

* Luna walks by *

Ginny : never mind , I already am in love with someone else

Harry : wtf-

Draco : really wtf-

I loved thiss 💗💗

how about an arranged marriage where reader likes draco but apparently draco is still in love with his ex. reader tries to make it work(like cuddling into him at night and trying to start convos) but draco doesnt show any interest. one day he lashes out and reader stops trying like coming late from work and not cuddling blah blah. he notices and regrets...and then a couple days later they get visited by draco's bf(blaise or theo)whos still single and he gets jelly..? also guess who i am👀

Hi love, thank you so much for this idea! I have been meaning to write angst, but I couldn't come up with anything. And if I'm correct you're @simp4dracosstuff , if not please let me know and I'll change the tag.

Draco x fem!reader arranged marriage

Summary: Draco and Y/N are in a servile marriage, Y/N tries to make the marriage work but Draco is still in love with his previous lover.

Warnings: Angst, cussing, jealousy

A/n: this is my first time writing a request therefore I apologize if it is not the idea you were going for, but I hope you like it!

I decided to write this in past tense as past tense is more angsty.

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The evening their parents declared the betrothal was a brutal evening for both Draco and Y/N. Their whole future had been taken away and planned by their parents. Not only were Draco and Y/N barely comrades, but they were in love with different people- well Draco was. They had tried talking it out with their parents, but their efforts were to no avail. Both of their parents’ final words were “We have made our choice and that is final. You are to be married by November first or Sooner.”. To which Draco responded with a glare and a harsh nudge with his shoulder against Y/N’s as he left the room.

Both the wedding and the bride were beautiful. Y/N wore an astounding white dress that fit her frame perfectly. Her hair was neatly done by a professional and her face had professional makeup done too, a light shade to accentuate her naturally beautiful features. Draco, as usual, looked divine in his black tuxedo with his white-blonde, almost silver hair neatly slicked into place.

As Y/N walked down the isle with her beautiful dress dragging on the floor Draco’s eyes were sharp and cold, an interesting contrast to her her warm, gentle gaze. When the pair had to kiss Draco simply refused. Despite the agonising hurt and embarrassment Y/N felt she put on a brave face for the sake of her dignity and maiden name. The evening was perfect, except for the newly weds that didn’t love each other a stitch. Many arguments broke out within the first few nights, regarding the fact that they were forced to share a bedroom. But as time went on they slowly grew used to it- and Y/N started longing for Draco’s company. So she did what any partner is supposed to do; she tried to make the marriage work...

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Y/N Y/L/N was a pretty girl, she had a perfectly sculpted face and a body every girl dreamed of having, yet Draco treated her as if she were dirt beneath his shoe. If she’d cook him a meal, he’d eat it with a sour look on his face and leave her with the dishes to clean. When she did his washing for him he’d complain about a shirt with a single crease that was most likely caused by him. If she’d greet him after work he’d wave her off with a harsh comment tossed in her direction. However, Y/N was determined to make their marriage work. So when night time came, she’d shift closer every night when Draco was asleep. Until this very particular night, just as he was falling asleep Y/N  shifted against him and wrapped an arm around his waist muttering a sweet “goodnight”. And that was the final straw for Draco. He hadn’t been asleep the other nights when she shifted closer, he just bit down on his tongue to hold himself back from snapping. But that was the final straw.

”What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?! Get off of me!” Draco dramatically snapped shoving her arm off of him and sitting upright. Y/N sat upright as well, suddenly no longer tired. “I’m sorry, it’s cold outside so I-” Y/N  started but was rudely interrupted by her husband “Brilliant observation, Y/N.”. Y/N would never admit it but hearing her name leave his lips made her heart flutter, even if it was venomous and filled with hatred. “Draco I’m your wife, please treat me with some respect.” Y/N meekly requested. “Don’t you get it?! I’m still seeing her! You have never been able to be as good as her and will never hold the place that she holds in my life! You’re pathetic, annoying, useless, hideous, every horrid thing I can think of is what you are! You’re just a subordinate in my life and nothing more!” Draco spat at his wife. Just as the words left his lips and the room fell silent Draco realised what he said. His previously raised brows dropped as well as his scowl. The window left open by Y/N for ventilation in the room made the wind thrust her hair around, her brows were furrowed together tightly, mouth slightly parted from disgust and hurt, eyes showing all the hurt and more he’d put her through their entire marriage.

Draco could see all the times he shoved her out of his way, all the times he’d insulted her body, all the times he’d made a rude remark over something she did, all the times he told her her love for him would never be reciprocated, all the times he told her he wish she’d just get lost, all the times he told her she wasn’t up to his standards and therefore wasn’t allowed to accompany him to a work event, all the times he’d told her to bugger off when she asked something, all the times he told her he’d have to be Imperiused (under the imperius curse) to even for a moment consider her as something more than an object. Every single hurtful thing he’s said or done to her practically flashed before his eyes. 

The fact that he admitted to still seeing his ex hurt more than anything. Not necessarily in a sexual way, even just going out to lunch with her, or smiling at her. 

“If this stupid marriage wasn’t servile I would’ve divorced you the night of our wedding. Or not even have said yes.” Y/N spat back, trying to inflict as much hurt on Draco as he had inflicted on her. And it worked. Only a simple statement such as that hurt Draco more than he could ever put together, and it wasn’t nearly as grating as his words to her. Draco was snapped out of his shocked and hurt state when a pillow and the bed’s throw was tossed at him. Y/N simply fluffed up her pillow and turned her back to Draco as she laid down again. With his shoulders heavy and a prominent frown Draco picked up his pillow and throw and went to the nearest guest room. Pillow and throw tucked against his chest as he slept because her scent lingered. 

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Fin. THERE WILL BE A PART 2 TO THIS!

Forgive me for taking an eternity to write this. I have decided to divide this into two parts to get it done sooner.

Lots of love x!

Arranged Marriage Pt 2

I am in a state utter turmoil. The news of the queen is drastically devastating. So I've decided to "slapdash" part two. The queen means a great deal to me- to all of us I'm sure. This is but a small commemoration to her. Rest in peace, your Majesty.

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Draco x fem!reader angst to fluff

Summary: Draco lashed out at his wife and now is trying his best to make amends.

Warnings: jealous Draco. Angst. Cussing. Y/N being slightly cosy around Theodore and Blaise. Not proofread.

The only night Draco Lucius Malfoy regretted his actions happened only a few hours prior. Needless to say, Draco was appalled. He stopped seeing his ex- and his wife, but the latter was not by choice. Y/N no longer bothered to come home early from work to do Draco’s laundry, greet him at the door, or cook for him. She no longer woke up early to make him breakfast or lunch. She no longer sent him a treat to his office every Friday. She didn’t even let him sleep in their bedroom anymore. Y/N was a kind woman, so she would greet him when they crossed paths, but that’s it. 

Soon Draco found his laundry piling up in his bedroom, and he found himself longing for her homecooked meals (the sandwiches from The Three Broomsticks just weren’t cutting it anymore). And foremost, he found himself longing for her company. Her honey-sweet voice, her tender and warm presence, her loving gaze- which has now turned to his cold and menacing glare. Draco regretted his actions and words deeply. He was reminded of them invariably. Whether he be at lunch with the silly toasted sandwich or asleep at night. His dreams were haunted by images of her, in the arms of another man.  

As more time went by Draco noticed more changes in her behaviour. For several weeks after his verbal assail Y/N would completely ignore his presence with a phlegmatic expression. However of late she had been coming home later, the previous emanation's emotions long gone. Sometimes she'd even have a smile on her face. Or be polite enough to cook him dinner- but oh how wrong he was. She was in fact not cooking for him.

When Draco entered the room that afternoon, almost staggered into the Bone China vase behind him at the sight of his beautiful madame home before him- pretty sundress wrapped around her figure, apron secure around her pretty body and dress as she made food. Having almost a "six sense" (more of a motherly instinct) Y/N sensed Draco's presence despite not having heard him come in. "Theodore and Blaise are coming over this evening. Go tidy yourself up and help me downstairs when you're done.

Too stunned to speak Draco nodded, more to himself, as he climed up the stairs and went to freshen up in the guest bedroom- his current place of residence. "Theodore and Blaise? What in Merlin's name would they be doing here?" Draco wracked his brain for any scheduled meeting with his colleagues. None that he could think of. "You took so long that I've managed to everything by myself." Y/N stated as she removed the apron from around herself. Draco stared at her in amazement- flabbergasted that he did not notice her beauty beforehand.

"What is going on with you today? You're acting extremely anomalous." Y/N asked as she crossed the room and stood by him. Just as Draco opened his mouth to speak the doorbell rang. "You obnoxious so-" Draco started but got cut short by his wife. "You are not about to insult our bloody doorbell Draco. Now, you must be pleasant at all times tonight. One scew move from you and you're into the dungeons. Understood?" Y/N stated firmly. "Understood." Draco grumbled as his wife made her way to the door.

The evening went on rather smoothly- aside from Draco's divaricating jealousy. To argue Draco's point Y/N had been a little too cosy with her guests, like touching their arms, winking at them, being over friendly- but all only to give Draco a taste of his own medicine. Which worked to a certain extent. Draco felt the emotional turmoil. He felt the hurt and jealousy. He felt to embarrassment. But at what cost? Y/N could almost visualise the heartbreak in his eyes. As his wife she picked up the slight tremor in his voice when he spoke. She noticed his hands twitching underneath the table.

Y/N surprised them both by sliding her hand into his and intertwining her fingers with his. "And I think that concludes our statement for Witch Weekly, Y/N." Theodore stated- snapping Draco and Y/N from their trance. "You work for Witch Weekly?" Draco asked. He had never felt more deceived than now in his entire life. "You know that you dunce." Y/N stated with a playful smile as she flicked his forehead gently.

Theodore and Blaise left sooner than Draco's busy mind processed. After half an hour of silently helping Y/N to tidy up Draco had conducted and concluded his speech of apology. Just as Y/N set foot onto the first step of the staircase grabbed her wrist. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me a few weeks ago. But I feel like I've gone insane without you. My mind races permanently when you're not here. I struggle to think at work. And- I'm going off topic now. But my point is Y/N that I'm terribly sorry for what I said. I've stopped seeing her-" Draco felt Y/N tense at his sentence "and just to clear something I haven't been seeing her in any intimate way. She tried. But I rejected her. I swear. Use Veritaserum on me if you please. But I am so incredibly sorry Y/N." Draco finished his rant.

Y/N sighed as she looked at his hand on her skin- Draco dropping it instantly when he realised. Signing again Y/N took his cool hands into her warm ones, "Come sleep in the master bedroom tonight. I think I've isolated myself enough from you now.". Before Draco could process her words she was upstairs. Later in bed with her Draco was hardly able to contain his excitement- until his thoughts got the best of him again. "Y/N?" Draco asked, fumbling with his hands underneath the covers.

Y/N put her book aside and looked at Draco "Yes Draco?". "Do you really work for Witch Weekly?" He asked, almost nervous for what her response might be. "Yes Draco, I do. I started working there a month ago." She said. "Congratulations..." Said Draco as his mind worked. "You aren't cheating on me are you?" Draco said thinking back to her behaviour with Blaise and Theodore- voice small and hoarse. Y/N let out a chuckle. "Sweetheart of course not. I'm many things but a cheater is not on that list." She said as she took his hand into hers.

Draco's eyes welled up and he looked away in embarrassment. Y/N surprised him once again by pulling him onto her and laying them down as she ran her hands through his hair- soothing his scalp and his worries. "I'm so sorry for what I put you through. You're not a word of what I said. You're the opposite. You're stunning and kind and beautiful and amazing. You're such utter perfection Y/N and I was too blinded by rage to see it." Draco truthfully apologised. "I want to give our marriage another chance at working again." Said Draco.

Hearing that was all the confirmation she needed. Smiling, Y/N answered "I'd love nothing more."

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Fin

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Draco Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff Reader

Part 1 :-

It was the night before valentine and Y/N was in the Hufflepuff common room wrapping the already made chocolates.  It was handmade and she was super excited to give them out.

Packages lay before her, for her dad, brothers, friends and of course her five-year crush, Draco Malfoy.

It was midnight when Y/N finally finished, she decided she should get some sleep, tomorrow was after all the big day.

Y/N had a crush on Draco since her first year, she noticed him when they were getting sorted and she had tried talking to him but he had always ignored her.

Tomorrow was the day she was going to confess to him with the chocolates.

But she didn't get much sleep, the negative thoughts coming and going, what if something goes wrong?

She woke up at 4 am, it was dark outside and almost no soul was awake.

Y/N got out of bed and looked out the window, opening it a little, the light morning breeze hitting her. She smiled thinking of the day ahead.

She walked into the bath, taking a quick shower she took out today's outfit. An asparagus colour dress with pink flowers designed on it. It was her favourite dress and she decided it was best to wear it.

It was 6 am by the time she was fully ready, her hair in a braided bun and she had put light makeup on.

Since it was a holiday people usually slept in, she went to the owlery to send her gifts off. She brought two owls, one to send to her dad and brother and another for friends, only the last one was left and she stared out the owl as the two barn owls flew away.

She was sweating, super nervous of what might happen or might not. She wasn't usually like this. Y/N is a super smart and confident girl, that's how everyone saw her.

She went to the library next, decided to spent time there reading other than wasting time doing nothing.

She wasn't the type to eat breakfast in the morning so as people woke up and headed for breakfast she headed to the library.

“Here so early?” Madam Pince,  the librarian asked.

“Yes,” she replied politely.

She walked off to the back and sat down in her usual spot away from people.

At half-past 12,  Y\N who didn't have breakfast and had boarded herself inside the library got up and headed to lunch.

“Where were you?” asked Susan Bones, Y\N’s best friend,  she had her hands on her hips and started nagging Y\N.

“Stop disappearing like that!” she said as Y/N loaded her plate with some fried rice and chicken. “You know that Gryffindor,  Ron Weasely...? He asked for you,  I said I didn't know--”

Y/N chocked,  Ron had a crush on her from a long time and no matter how much he tried,  Y/N always rejected him. she was loyal to her one and only Draco.

Susan patted on her back as she regained,  cleaning up the food she had coughed out.

“What are you going to do today?” Susan asked drinking down some pumpkin juice.

“Nothing. . . I'm going to Hogsmeade later,  wanna come with me?”

But Susan shook her head.

“Can’t,  I've got a date with Colin. .”

she said,  blushing a little.

Susan had been dating the 4rth year Gryffindor Colin Creevy since last year,  she asked him out to the Yule Ball and they’ve been dating since then.

Y/N rolled her eyes,  they were very cringy couples.

She got up and headed out after lunch,  it was her first time going to Hogsmeade alone and to her luck she saw Draco with his friend Blaise Zabini joining the line too.

She followed all the other students,  got checked by Filtch and walked out to the spring grounds,  walking to Hogsmeade with everyone. She saw Harry and Cho Chang-an older Ravenclaw together.

She went over to say hi but they walked into Madam Paddifoots and so Y/N turned around. Not interested at all to follow them.

She went to Honeydukes looking at the dozen million chocolates. She decided to buy herself some to satisfy her sweet tooth.

She found Draco Malfoy parting with Zabini who walked away with his boyfriend Theodore Nott.

Draco frowned,  Valentines wasn't fun.

Y/N plucked up the courage and walked up to him.

“Hi. . .” she said her voice so low she thought he might not be able to hear her even.

His lips formed into a smirk as he looked at her. “Alone are you, L/N (last name)? ”

“Well yes, you busy?” she asked trying not to sound too interested.

Draco shrugged, what the hell was he doing standing with a Hufflepuff if his father heard–

“Um, here,” she said giving him the package. “Happy Valentines, er- that was my last one. I have to meet up with my friends so, bye. . .”

Draco stared at her, he raised an eyebrow taking the package and watched as the girl walked away skipping a little.

He opened the package and ate chocolate, it was chocolate milk, his favourite. He smiled to himself as he looked the way the girl had gone.

He had forgotten her name though they shared a few classes, he was never interested in Hufflepuffs.

“Drake~~” a girl with long dark hair ran up to him, her cheeks flushed as she linked arms with him.

Draco swore under his breath.

“Drake, I miss you~,” she said but stopped as she noticed the box of chocolates in his hands.

“I got these for myself,” he lied.

“By the way, you know that Hufflepuff who stays with the Potter?” he asked saying the ‘Potter ’ in a disgusted tone.

“Oh, you mean that sh*tty b*itch Y/N L/N, she is in our Herbology class remember,” Pansy said taking chocolate and eating it.

Draco shut the box as to stop her from eating it. He now remembered Y/N, he had bullied her the past few years, how could he forget. It was she who ruined his date with Pansy last year and fell on him on the train the year before because of the dementors.

He smirked, maybe he could play with her a little. Maybe Valentine's wasn’t that bad at all.

To Be Continued