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pairing: draco malfoy x reader

pronouns: none

synopsis: your worst nightmare comes to pass in the shape of a skull with a snake protruding from its lips burned onto your skin. luckily, you're not facing this alone.

wc: 4.3k

a/n: for the harry potter event, some draco angst for u all. it's been so long since i've written for the harry potter fandom, and i've missed this <3

a groan escaped your cracked, dry lips as you were ripped from your slumber, taking immediate notice of the soreness. you were harbouring a pounding headache and a noticeable sore throat, on top of the dull ache that ran through the rest of your body. you peeled your eyes open, squinting in an attempt to adjust to the blinding morning light streaming into the room.

as your eyesight adapted to the uncomfortable light in which you bathed, an unsettling feeling washed over you as you pondered a single thought - your room was usually far darker than this, as your bedroom window was always covered in curtains, and even when it wasn’t, the sunlight never could quite reached the frame of your bed.

panic shot through you and you searched around in a frantic haze, frowning as you recognized the familiar silk duvet. trailing your gaze across the room, you breathed a sigh of relief at the familiarity, calming yourself momentarily.

along with that recognition, however, came a followup question; you and draco hadn’t spoken in weeks.

everything had been fine between you, until one day, it wasn’t. it was almost as though he’d dropped off of the planet. he’d ghosted you completely; canceling all of your plans, ignoring your owls, and when you’d tried to visit him, you’d been turned away at the door. the worst part was that you hadn’t the slightest idea why.

but with that left the lingering question; how the hell had you managed to get into his bedroom?

you’d been so distracted in your own mind, you’d been hardly aware of the itch on your forearm. in a daze, you reached down to scratch it without thinking, and froze as your fingers made contact with the skin.

a searing pain flashed through your veins, climbing up your arm and sending a wave of burning heat through your entire already-sore body. you gasped out in shock, throwing the plush duvet off your frame in an attempt to numb the fiery feeling shooting through your body. in the process, you’d exposed your bare arm, breath getting caught in your throat as your eyes met with the black markings.

sitting there, etched permanently on your body, was the very thing you’d feared the most. a recurring nightmare from your youth, when you’d first discovered the nature of the design. nausea grew with every passing moment your eyes lingered on the sickening arrangement painted on your skin.

the dark mark.

your eyes followed the intricate swirls of the mark, taking it in completely. the artistry itself was beautiful, you couldn’t deny.

it was the darkness it represented and the fate it tied you to that had you sick to your stomach.

the harsh raps of a knock echoed through the silent room, pulling your attention from the random novel you had been skimming through. standing, you moved to open the door, smiling politely as your father glared down at you.

“good afternoon, father.” you addressed, and he scoffed, rolling his eyes. his gaze traveled up and down at your figure clad still in pyjamas despite the late hour, visibly disappointed at your disheveled appearance.

“you will join us tonight, as the malfoys are hosting and have requested your presence. your mother will be by shortly to ensure you are presentable come time for dinner. i expect you to be on your best behaviour.” he instructed, and you nodded, stoically.

your smile threatened to grow at the prospect of seeing your boyfriend, but thankfully, you’d managed to keep your expression level. you were afraid that your invitation would be taken away at any sign of imperfectionism - it wouldn’t be the first time.

“alright, thank you, father. i will patiently await mother’s arrival.” you replied obediently, and with another roll of his eyes, he stormed off without another word. you released the breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding, an excited buzz running through your body.

your presence had been requested by the malfoys. had that meant draco finally wanted to see you? for the first time in weeks, a genuine smile was apparent on your face, in place of the forced one you’d been adorning.

as he’d said, your mother appeared soon after, carrying in a new garment bag. she gently pulled out your night’s wardrobe, and you gaped. the fabric was an enchanting forest green with silver accents, the colours of a true slytherin. perfectly fitting for someone like yourself. she assisted you into the attire, helping touch up your appearance - brushing through your tangled hair and hiding the bags under your eyes from the numerous days of sleep you’d been missing out on.

after draco had begun ignoring your owls and cancelling plans, you’d practically made yourself sick with worry. you’d spent hours going over the many possibilities, perhaps you’d upset him and hadn’t realized. you ultimately came up blank, resorting to lost sleep as you replayed every recent conversation in a desperate hope to find the answer you’d been searching for.

you tried to delve yourself back into your book, but your mind was far elsewhere, unable to focus on the words printed on the page. if you had to guess, around an hour had passed (though arguably, it felt way longer) when your father had returned to fetch you for dinner.

that should’ve been your first worry. your father never came to get you, he’d always send your mother, always leaving ahead of the pair of you to get started on the business they typically discussed at the malfoys’ manor. however, you didn’t think anything of it; perhaps he simply was trying to be more efficient.

he offered you his arm, and you instantly entwined yours with his, allowing him to apparate the pair of you to the malfoy estate. your mother was soon to follow, quick to rush over and fix your hair after the warping of your apparition travel.

your father’s eyes flickered across your face and figure, nodding in approval. he straightened his posture, and you mimicked his actions, as you had hundreds of times before. his arm never left yours as he guided you to the front door, your mother trailing behind silently.

you noticed that you weren’t being lectured on manners and etiquette, as you usually had been prior to these events. strange.

again, you mentally pushed the idea to the back of your mind, quick to blame the growing nerves building in your body as you pondered your conversation with draco.

you hardly noticed your father walking in unannounced, too wrapped in your thoughts to think anything of the informality of his entrance. he brought you straight to the dining hall, whos’ doors had been sealed. you sucked in a quiet breath, attempting to calm yourself.

everything would be fine once you saw draco.

your father knocked firmly, exactly three solid knocks against the large doors, alerting whoever had been inside of his presence. the hushed whispers that could hardly be heard ceased completely, and you could make out a blurred figure approaching the door.

the door was pulled opened slowly, a face of a wizard you didn’t recognize looking down at you, menacingly. a crooked smile crawled up his face upon scanning yours, with your ever-famous polite smile resting on your lips, as he opened the door fully and gestured for the group of you to enter.

“thank you, dolohov.” your father spoke monotonously, nodding to his companion. ‘dolohov’ nodded back, the grin never leaving his lips. an unsettling feeling washed over you at his unwavering stare, but you brushed it off - you’d seen plenty of strange people who worked at the ministry of magic before. this was nothing out of the ordinary.

your father guided you to the head of the table, where a single empty seat rested. a seemingly endless row of wizards sat before you, every seat, save for a few, were filled as they completely lined the length of the extended table. you’d guess there were around thirty wizards seated in front of you, recognizing only a handful; lucius and narcissa among them.

your eyes moved past them, and a large smile threatened to escape as you noticed that next to them, sat draco. your spirits quickly diminished, however, as he refused to meet your gaze, instead opting to direct his sight to the table.

“y/n, please sit.” your father gestured to the seat at the table’s head, and you glanced at him questioningly. you wished you hadn’t, as his pointed look told you not to argue, and sent a shiver down your spine. you quietly sucked in a deep breath and sat with a small smile, watching as every eye in the room moved to stare at your shaking figure, which you desperately tried to conceal with your reputable posture. you wanted nothing more in that moment than to shrink and disappear, feeling severely intimidated by the crowd before you and extremely out of place.

your father and mother found two empty seats side-by-side, which happened to be across from lucius and narcissa. no words were spoken as the room settled, and you vaguely took notice that the seat across from you, at the other end, was also empty. you wondered who was to sit there, and why you were facing them - but you didn’t dare ask.

your heart stopped as you heard the sound of the door behind you open, and you watched all the eyes that had been stuck on you shift to the new presence in the room. heads bowed down, and a sudden realization struck you, one that made your blood run cold.

this was no ordinary business dinner, far from it. this was something unspeakably worse.

everything in you was screaming, begging for you to run. you didn’t know where you’d go, but you knew you needed to get out of there. you almost did it, you really did.

but then your eyes flickered to draco, his head tucked down and gaze firmly on the polished wood in front of him. with your many years spent by his side, you could read him like a book. you practically could feel the guilt radiating off his frame.

you felt pain. you felt betrayal first hand, and you could see it in his expression loud and clear; he knew what your real reason for being here was, he knew exactly what was about to happen to you. and he couldn’t even look you in the eyes.

despite this, you knew you couldn’t bring yourself to leave. not without him.

at the end of the day, draco held your heart, even if it was broken into hundreds of pieces; they all belonged to him, and him only. you would never willingly leave him. even if that meant ruining your life and dooming yourself to a cursed, insufferable fate.

you felt a looming figure lean over you, opting to keep your gaze forward, stoic. “ah, y/n. how nice of you to join us.” his voice sent a chilling shiver down your spine, and you forced yourself to stay strong. his icy touch grazed your skin as he slid his finger along your cheek, tilting his head closer to you.

his breath fanned against your cheek, a wave of disgust washing over you. “rise, child.” he whispered, and you knew better than to disrespect his wishes. you stood, shoulders pulled back, emotionless. he chuckled, clearly pleased with your obedience.

the room’s attention had been pulled back to you, as you stood helplessly in front of the group of wizards and witches. the group of death eaters, all gathered in one place.

all gathered together, just to watch you become one of them.

two pairs of hands grabbed you, holding you into place. on one side, dolohov had you in a tight grip, and on the other side, draco’s aunt bellatrix stood, hardly holding you at all - simply because she knew she didn’t have to. you were severely overpowered, and at this point, utterly hopeless.

“you’ve always been such an obedient little thing, haven’t you, y/n.” she cooed, twisting her finger into a lock of your hair. she smiled sickly, releasing the strand and leaning close to your ear. “don’t worry. this is gonna hurt a lot.” she whispered, not giving you any time to respond or consider her words as the curse that sealed your fate left the dark lord’s lips.

in your final fleeting second, your eyes met those of your father, the undeniably pleased expression on his face, and the relief in his eyes. a scream tore through your lips, your body crumbling to the floor as a fiery pain shot through you, searing hotter and hotter as the mark engraved itself into the flesh of your forearm.

that was the last thing you remembered before you passed out.

‘just breathe, y/n.’ you could almost hear draco’s soothing voice echoing in your ears, could almost feel the ghost of his arm wrapping around you and pulling you against him tightly.

the moment of peace was quickly replaced with a cold shiver as the open window carried in the morning’s breeze, along with the wave of reality that came furiously crashing down on you.

you were inescapably a death eater now.

shallow, ragged breaths began to escape your lips as you desperately tried to slow your racing heart, which only seemed to beat harder and faster at your efforts. your fingers tugged mercilessly at the ends of your hair, trying to do anything to distract yourself from the panic rising in your chest.

this proved unsuccessful, however, as your eyes were quick to find their way back to the fresh wound on your forearm, unable to keep your gaze away. you felt entranced, as though it was a figment of your reality; as if it weren’t real.

oh, how you wished it weren’t real.

you wished you were asleep. that this was all one big nightmare, and you’d wake up in the comfort of draco’s arms, as he carded a hand through your hair and whispered to you that it was nothing more than a nightmare.

it wasn’t just a bad dream, though. it was certainly a nightmare, only it was one that you couldn’t be woken up from.

a never-ending nightmare; that was your life from now on.

bellatrix’s words rung in your head, playing over and over as though placed on a broken record. “you’ve always been such an obedient little thing, haven’t you, y/n.”

you couldn’t fathom why her words were haunting you so intently, as she’d never gotten to you like this before. deep down, you knew why it bothered you so much, you simply didn’t want to admit it;

the fact that she was absolutely right.

for countless years, you’d done exactly as you were told. you always took yes as an answer, always abiding by the rules; stepping out of line was out of the question.

you had been raised in a family of purebloods, which in turn meant you had a reputation to uphold. and that wasn’t just your own. you represented generations of wizards and witches held to the highest degree of standards, and you were no exception.

your family would simply not tolerate anything less than perfection, and you would have done anything to please and earn the favour of your parents.

never once had you doubted them. you became the shallow, perfect pureblood child they trained you to be. despite their blood prejudice and the way they flaunted their wealth as power, you wanted to believe they were good people. they were your family.

family always came first.

but at what cost? as you desperately clutched your arm, hoping to numb any amount of the pain, you vaguely wondered at what point things had turned for the worst. you wondered when their selfish intent turned malicious; at what point had you truly lost your parents?

most of all, you wondered how you hadn’t noticed the change in their demeanor.

maybe you had, and had subconsciously ignored it. desperation did strange things to people, and you were no better than anyone else. everyone had flaws; today, you learned yours was blindly trusting and seeing the best in those you loved.

your body jumped as you heard the twisting of the door knob, and you threw the silky sheet back over your body, quickly turning over and feigning sleep. you heard the creak of the door followed by some shuffling, and the click of the door closing. footsteps approached the bed, and you tried to relax your body, despite the urge to tense your muscles under the pain.

you focused on keeping your breathing even, having mastered a fake sleep pattern in the case your parents found you awake at an inacceptable hour. you heard your visitor stop beside the foot of the bed, likely checking up on you. you mentally willed them to leave.

“i know you’re awake, love.” he spoke quietly, and you felt your heart nearly jump out of your chest at the recognition. you didn’t miss the raw tinge to his voice, as though he’d hardly spoken in days, and like he’d been crying.

of course, if there was one person on this planet you couldn’t fool, it was draco. he would recognize your unusual sleeping patterns. he knew you better than the back of his own hand, not to mention the countless nights you’d fallen asleep in his arms.

you peeled your eyes open, glaring at him humorlessly, despite the flurry of emotion threatening to spill out at any given moment. you two stared at each other for a moment, before the irritation from the consistent pain in your body spilled over, unable to hold your tongue any longer.

“so now you’re speaking to me?” you mumbled, annoyance flaring. you watch him sigh, running a stressed hand through his hair.

“i had a feeling you’d say something like that.” he chuckled humorlessly, finally tearing his gaze away from you to look down at his hands.

“four weeks without any sort of communication and that’s all you have to say?” you challenged, and draco flinched at your harsh words.

“i’m sorry.” he muttered, not even bothering to look up at you, avoiding the look of disgust you were sending his way. “i-” his words were cut short as you hissed, another wave of pain washing over you. the searing heat in your arm flared once more, and you gripped it tightly.

draco moved wordlessly to your side, handing you a bottle - one you hadn’t even noticed he’d been holding. you arched a brow, questioningly. draco sighed.

“for merlin's sake, it’s a healing potion, y/n. it’s not going to kill you.” he rolled his eyes. “just drink it, it’ll help take away some of the pain. trust me, i know.” he explained, and you were too caught up in the unbearable suffering to register his words.

you plucked the bottle from his grasp, drinking it greedily. almost instantaneously the pain began to subside, and you breathed a sigh of relief. you pretended not to notice draco’s eyes on you as you allowed your tense body to relax, basking in the moment of peace you were finally able to claim.

draco sighed, standing and moving to leave. it was like a switch had flipped in your head, finally processing the words that left his lips. his hand reached for the knob, just as you called out. “wait!”

he turned, his eyes wide in surprise as you called him back. “can i ask you something?” you asked, hesitantly. he nodded instantly, and you frowned, tilting your head in confusion. “what did you mean, when you said you knew? that the potion would help, i mean?”

your question seemed to take draco completely offguard, as his body tensed completely at your words. he took a second, and then another, before making his way over to you. wordlessly, he offered you his left arm, his long sleeve hiding his skin from view.

you froze, looking up at him in pure shock. of course, you knew what he was showing you before you had even moved his sleeve enough for the engraving to begin to peek out from underneath. still, needing the confirmation, you gently rolled up his sleeve, your heart plummeting at the sight before you.

the black marking - the one identical to your own - contrasted brutally against his porcelain skin, showing off to the world exactly where his allegiance lied - whether that was his choice or not, it didn’t matter. now, he would forever be a death eater.

as would you.

a heavy silence passed over the two of you, as you held his wrist in one hand and used the other to gently trace the mark seared into his skin. he said nothing, only watching you with a nervous gaze.

another moment passed before he stopped your actions, taking your hands in his as he slowly moved to kneel in front of you, pulling your full attention. “can i ask you something now?” he muttered, and you nodded. “do you really think i would shut you out, without any warning, just like that?” he asked, dejectedly.

you shook your head, suddenly hit with a pang of guilt. a part of you knew draco would never do such a thing, but the longer time passed, the more you questioned the various possibilities that could’ve happened.

“no, but i didn’t know what to think. four weeks, draco, and nothing. why? why wouldn’t you just tell me about this,” you gestured to the marking on his arm, “i could’ve helped you! i.. i..” you trailed off, tears starting to spill down your cheeks.

draco released one of your hands to gently cup your cheek, pulling so that your gaze met his. he used the pad of his thumb to brush away your fallen tears, smiling sadly. “i was forbidden to speak with you until you were give your mark in case.. in case i tried to interfere.” he explained solemnly, “it was our fathers’ idea. they said they couldn’t risk me telling you and you trying to run.”

wordlessly, you surged forward, throwing your arms around him and burying your face in his neck. you felt him do the same, his hands desperately gripping at the fabric of your shirt as though it were the only thing grounding him in that moment.

you simply sat there, breathing in his scent and allowing the waves of comfort to wash over you, before moving back to capture his lips with your own.

every kiss you shared with draco was passionate, however, this one was different. it was filled with emotion; the longing, the pain, and the desperation you both felt in that moment presented itself in your kiss, fueling the love in your actions.

he pulled away, leaning his forehead on yours. “i’m so sorry. i wanted to warn you.” he whispered, his voice breaking, and you shook your head. brushing a strand of his messy platinum hair out of his face, your eyes moved to gaze deep into his stormy grey ones.

usually full of mischief and light, with the occasional anger if he’d had a particularly annoying run in with potter, now void of all emotion, nothing more than a pit of emptiness hiding behind his eyelids. the sight broke your heart.

though you imagined that same emptiness could be found reflected in your eyes, as well.

“i know.” you mumbled, pressing your lips to his forehead and pulling him into your chest.

“i just want you to be safe.” he mumbled into your neck, and you shushed him softly, running a comforting hand through his hair.

“you’ve always kept me safe.” you replied, “we keep eachother safe, yeah?” you prompted, feeling him nod against your neck. you swallowed, finding your voice once more before you attempted to speak. “draco?” you asked quietly, feeling him hum against your skin. “we’re going to get through this, right?”

you felt him tense against you, before forcing himself to relax. “i don’t know. i really hope so.” he mumbled, and you released a heavy sigh.

“me too.” your conversation died out, and the two of you stayed wrapped in eachothers arms as the weight of your situation loomed over you, slowly suffocating you both.

you didn’t know what lied in store for you. you didn’t know what the dark lord had planned for either of you, but there was one thing you did know: you and draco had each other.  you were going to be by each other's side through whatever was thrown your way, and despite the danger hanging over your shoulder, you had someone to watch your back.

perhaps it was wishful thinking - perhaps it was simply you being naive, but a part of you believed because you were ‘new recruits’ you wouldn’t be expected to do all that much, not early on, anyways.

you were soon in for a rude awakening, however, as the dark lord had already decided on how you and draco were going to prove yourselves to him as loyal followers.

if the mark broke your spirits so quickly, the news of your task was going to break you whole. it would push you past a point beyond return. you’d become a ghost trapped in your body, unrecognizable to even yourself.

for now, as you basked in draco’s embrace, whispering sweet nothings and heartfelt promises to each other, you had no idea of the troubles to come. you were blissful in that moment, and you would later come to treasure that embrace as it would be the last of peace you’d get to experience in a very, very long time.

for the next morning would be when the dark lord summoned you and draco to inform you of your task ahead.

that was, your task of killing dumbledore.

DRACO MALFOY

“My father will hear about this!”

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Dark Mark | D.M.

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Draco Malfoy x Female Hufflepuff reader

Warning:self harming,blood,anger,sad content.

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Summary:Sixth year. Draco has been acting strange recently and you wonder why,until,one day,you find out he got the Dark Mark and he’s so scared that he’s not even able to think lucidly. You decide you would never leave him alone anymore.

You sat next to Hermione in the Hogwarts courtyard. It was spring and flowers had just bloomed on threes;a soft breeze made some strands of your hair fly out from the massy bun you had fastly made before attending your Divination class.

<<You’ve been so quiet lately,is everything okay?>> Hermione asked as your eyes met <<It is>> you said,opening the book in your hands while looking at Draco who was just sitting alone in one of the cloisters courtyard,staring to a non defined point in front of him.

<<You’re lying. I guees it’s about Draco. I told you that dating him was the worst thing you could do,and now look at yourself>> Hermione mumbled <<Listen Herm. Something’s wrong with him. I’m sure. He’s been acting strange lately and he’s been avoiding me! He has never avoided me,never!>> you reply <<Talk to him. He’s right there>> <<I’m scared>> <<Scared of what?>> <<Scared of him not telling me what’s going on;he generally doesn’t hide anything from me but I know he’s good at it. He will just change the topic or being silent>> <<You’re thinking too much,Y/n,just talk to him and see what happens,but do it now or you’ll lose a great chance>>. You nodded and walked towards the boy.

<<Hi Draco>> you said softly,the Slytherin lifted his head up <<Sorry I’m busy>> he muttered,standing up as he wanted to walk away,but you stopped him by holding his wrist <<Talk to me,please. I miss you. What’s happening Draco? You’re not yourself anymore>>. Draco shrugged his shoulders and rudely pushed you away <<Get away. I’m tired of you. You bother me too much Y/l/n>>.

Your heart cracked at those words,but deep down you knew he was lying. You could understand it by the little crack his voice had when he said those words. He didn’t really believe in what he said.

You were ready to reply when he just walked away,leaving you there. <<Follow him>> Hermione reached you,resting her hand on your shoulder. She was right:you couldn’t let him go like this,not after everything you shared. The night talks,the day jokes,the trips to Hogsmeade,the cuddles in front of the fireplace and the study sessions in the library. The boy you loved was slipping away and you were doing absolutely nothing to get him back.

You nodded and followed him. You were sure he was going to his bedroom,when something was wrong he had always hidden there to spend some time alone.

You entered the Slytherin common room,all the students were staring at you strangely because you weren’t meant to be there,but you ignored them and went straight to Draco’s prefect room.

The entrance door was ajar so you entered and decided to close it behind you. A muffled noise,almost a moan of pain,was coming from the bathroom. You were so scared to open the door,but you had to;Draco wasn’t feeling good and you must help him.

You slowly held the door handle and pushed it to open the door. Once you saw Draco you were left speechless and breathless,you were completely petrified.

He was standing in front of the sink,his Hogwarts sweater thrown on the floor beside him,and his face was pale like never before. Tears were coming down from his eyes as he was in a sob of despair;blood all around him,staining the sink,the floor and even his clothes,while the water was flowing down from the tap,slowly wetting the entire bathroom.

<<Draco!>> you yelled grabbing his arms,noticing that his forearm was heavily bleeding <<Leave me alone!>> he yelled back in a broken voice,wagging to get free from your grip <<Shut up Draco,you need help!>> <<I don’t need anything,anything! Let me go,let me die. For once in a lifetime let me do whatever I want>>. The boy had completely lost his wits <<I won’t let you kill yourself!>>. You both were now yelling against each other,fighting to decide who should be the winner while the water was still flowing from the tap,making everything more wet,including your shirt and your skirt.

Draco pushed you,making you hit your back against the bath and then he fell back as well,hardly sobbing while the injury of his forearm kept bleeding <<Draco,listen- >> you tried to stand up and talk but the boy did it first <<Get the fuck out from here!>> <<I’m not!>> you yelled back once again.

The bathroom became suddenly silent. The Slytherin was glaring at you with burning teary eyes. You stood up and closed the tab which was making you crazy and took a napkin,while Draco leaned against the wall,his back slipped along it until he sat on the ground,crossing his legs and closing his eyes.

You slowly went closer to him,kneeling to reach his height <<Let me see>> you whispered,holding his arm and blotting the injury he made to himself <<You need to see Madam Pomfrey>> you said <<I won’t>> he answered with a cold voice. You sighed,cleaning his forearm and noticing something which emotionally destroyed you:the Dark Mark.

You tried not to make any noise come out from your mouth,you pretended not to see it so Draco could calm down without feeling judged,but he wasn’t dumb and he knew how you were feeling.

<<I don’t want to be evil>> he cried out <<You’re not Draco>> you answered,hugging him.

His back was now laying on your chest while his head was resting on your shoulder. Draco wasn’t able to stop crying,otherwise he cried louder and louder every second. You didn’t say anything,you caressed his sweaty forehead and pushed back some hair which were covering his face. You wanted to cry with him but you couldn’t,you leaned your back against the bath and held Draco,leaving kisses on his head. <<It’s gonna be alright,you’re not evil,I know it Draco. You’ll go through this,we’ll go though this. Things get always better sooner or later>>. The boy didn’t answer,he just sinked his face into the cloth of your shirt,breathing heavily and shaking as the panic filled his whole body.

Once Draco calmed down you disinfected the wound and dressed it with some bandage Draco told you he had on the medicine cabinet of the bathroom,then you helped him standing up.

<<Change those wet clothes>> you said opening the boy’s wardrobe while he was sitting on the bed <<Take the green sweater on the right for you,you’re wet too>> he replied in a breath of sound. His eyes were red and his face was showing all his tiredness <<Don’t worry about me,I’m fine>> you smiled and sat beside him,hugging the boy once again <<You know you scared the fuck out from me,right? I thought I was going to lose you>> <<I’m sorry...>> he muttered,resting his chin on your head <<It’s ok-you wiped one tear-you’re here now. That’s what matters. Now change please,you are drenched>>. A weak smile appeared on Draco’s lips and then he started unbottoning his shirt.

Once you both had changed you laid on Draco’s bed. You rested your head on his shoulder and he hugged you,falling asleep immediately. You looked at him and sighed,thanking God you had decided to listen to Hermione and follow him. You couldn’t stand such a big lost. You closed your eyes and sinked your head into the cloth of Draco’s soft sweater,sniffing the scent of cologne and apples you missed so much.

<<I love you Draco,I love you so so much. Stay with me>> you whispered.

From that day you didn’t want to leave him alone,not even for a second. You were scared he could do something else to harm himself. Everyday you checked on his injury,medicated it and took care of him,hoping to help him healing a little bit,but things weren’t so easy. Draco missed classes,often cried and didn’t want to touch his wand for days. You saw his dad often coming to Hogwarts but never realising his son was sick,and Draco obviously didn’t tell him of what he did.

Day by day the anger you had already felt towards Lucius Malfoy started increasing:every time he came and took Draco away from you with a different excuse,every time you saw the boy breaking down in your arms,you desired so much to destroy the man’s life that you knew that,sooner or later,you would confront him and yell to his face how he was ruining his son’s life.

What if Draco got jealous of Cedric? Will they both fight? Or will Draco not care?

Hii. I’m really sorry if I made you wait but I’ve been really busy with school so I logged off from Tumblr. Here’s the story. Have a good day! <3

Love triangle | D.M.

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Warning:Anger,bad language

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Summary:You and Draco have taken a break from your relationship and the voice has already spread all along the school.Cedric Diggory,who has been loving you since you met,takes his chance but Draco isn’t so easy to get rid off.

<<Sorry if I’m late,Cedric,but professor McGonagall didn’t want to let us go...she was so busy talking in today’s lesson. She gave me an headache>> you giggled,sitting beside the boy <<Don’t worry about it,it’s fine...actually I’ve just arrived>> <<So I wasn’t the only one late,today>> <<Exactly!>> Cedric exclaimed,laughing with such a sweet smile. It felt like a sunshine in your busy day.

<<What do we have to talk about,today?>> Cedric demanded <<Actually I haven’t even got the name of that fucking plant,but I know it’s chapter five...>> you replied,a little bit embarrassed. You had a lot of troubles in studying Herbology,you couldn’t understand a single word of what the professor said but luckily Cedric had offered you to help you studying.

Cedric shrugged his shoulders and laughed,opening the book <<Don’t worry,Herbology can be really annoying sometimes>> he reassured you holding your hand <<Not for you,I know you’re one of the best in your class>> <<I’ve never told you. How do you know so many things about everyone,Y/n?>> he asked <<I have my secret weapons>> you replied.

You had just left the library as you were walking to potion class. <<Are you studying or are you flirting?>> a sudden voice made you stop and turn back,your eyes met Draco’s icy ones <<Excuse me?>> you demanded <<I have my secret weapons-Draco talked in an high-pitched voice mocking you-that’s ridiculous>> he mumbled <<Were you spying on us?>> you asked again,your eyebrows furrowed and your arms crossed <<Me? Spying on you when I’m actually dating a new,pretty,hot,girl like Astoria Greengrass? Oh my fucking God do you really think I’m still into you? God no sweetie,the world doesn’t revolve around you. I was there studying but I suppose you were so busy flirting with that less than average boy you didn’t even notice I was there. So sad. You’ve fallen down. However I was here just to remind you not to be so embarrassing,you won’t date him acting like a dumb bitch. Have a good day.>> he laughed and walked away,leaving you there,blinking your eyes in confusion <<I can’t believe I was dating him>> you rolled your eyes and run to potion class to not be late.

The days went by,you and Cedric started becoming closer. You began to sit near each other during lunch,you studied together even the subject you both were good at and slowly became friends,but you knew Cedric had feelings for you,everyone knew it,Draco included. And what about that blonde Slytherin? He had been ignoring you for weeks now,he was leaving in his world where he was the king of Hogwarts and Astoria was his queen. They became the popular couple because they were hot and so much into each other. You thought Draco was into Astoria more than he was into you when you were dating,and you didn’t know whether to be happy he had forgotten you or to be so disappointed because apparently you weren’t so important anymore,and,maybe,you had never been.

You looked at the bracelet made in sapphire and emerald Draco gifted you with for your first anniversary:you didn’t know why but you were still wearing it,you couldn’t get rid of that jewel.

“It’s as shiny as your eyes”

You remembered what Draco had told you when you were opening it,sighing and asking yourself if he gave something similar to Astoria as well. Suddenly you remembered that Cedric was waiting for you in the courtyard <<Fuck!>> you mumbled,looking at the clock hung on the wall of your bedroom and then running away.

<<I thought you weren’t coming,Y/n>> Cedric smiled as soon as he had seen you <<I’m sorry-you scratched your head-I didn’t see the clock>> you muttered <<Are you okay?-he asked-you seem quite distracted>> he replied,pointing at your tie which wasn’t tied. You gulped and looked at it <<Oh my God,I’m so silly>> you were about to tie it but Cedric preceded you.

He stood up and took the cloth of the tie,tiding it slowly. You looked at him:he was so close. You eyes jumped from an angle to another of his face:he was so pretty. His eyes were as deep as the ocean and as warm as the light of the sun,his lips were thin and so kissable. You loved to see them curving in smiles. <<Done>> Cedric soft spoken,still close to you. You stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds and then he showed one of his pretty smiles,making your heart flutter as he touched your nose with his finger.

<<Enough,Diggory>> a voice suddenly broke up the sweet moment. Cedric lifted up his head,looking behind you <<Fuck off Malfoy. Go away,it’s none of your business>> <<None of my business?>> Draco growled <<Right,none of your business!>> you exclaimed. The boy laughed and walked towards you. <<Then if it’s none of my business tell me why you’re still wearing the bracelet I gave you. Uh? You’re not dumb,If you wanted to take it off you would have done it a long ago...but you didn’t>> <<The fuck are you talking about? What am I supposed to do? Throw away a bracelet made in emerald and sapphire? I wouldn’t do it even if it was from my worst enemy!>> you replied <<Then give it back>> Draco smirked,teasing you <<How can you be so rude,Malfoy?>> Cedric growled <<Do you want me to punch you in that pretty face?>> Draco demanded,lifting up one eyebrow;Cedric laughed <<Show me,you asshole>>.

Draco grabbed Cedric from the shoulders and pushed him,the back of the Hufflepuff violently hit the ground,making a suffocated noise. The two students were now pushing and hitting each other,rolling on the floor to decide who was the strongest. They yelled curses against each other until Malfoy grabbed Cederic’s neck,blocking the boy on the ground. <<If it’s not enough I can kill you right now!>>.

<<Stop,stop! You’re not animals!>> you shouted in fear,grabbing Draco by the hood of his black robe,taking him away from Cedric.

<<Are you fucking mad?>> you shouted,slapping the boy’s face <<Fuck off>> he mumbled. You offered your hand to the Hufflepuff and helped him standing up <<I’m so sorry,are you okay?>> you checked on him <<It’s not your fault and I’m fine thanks. Just a few bruises here and there>> Cedric tried to tone the things down but you knew that nothing was as fine as he said <<Let’s go to- >> your sentence got cut off.

Draco stood up,pushed Cedric away and grabbed your waist gently,kissing you on the lips. A hand caressing the side of your neck. <<Choose>> he said <<What?>> you asked <<Choose. I’m tired of pretending I don’t care about you anymore! I’m tired of pretending I like Astoria when the only thing I keep thinking about is you!>> the light of anger in Draco’s icy eyes had already left,leaving a space to a sad one. <<Let’s talk about it once you had brought Cedric to Madame Pomfrey and you had apologised to him>>

Fight | D.M.

Draco Malfoy x Slytherin female reader

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Warning:Anger,bad language,mature content,cheating

Author’s note:This was a request. The person asked me to insert myself in the story but I feel uncomfortable in writing about me😅. I had to do a little change to not create too much confusion but nothing to worry about,in fact I guarantee you that the plot follows the one requested. I hope you’ll like it.

Summary:Draco’s girlfriend has a magic fight against Pansy so his boyfriend and Y/n help her. What the girl doesn’t know is that Draco simps a little too much over girls with strong personalities.

<<You look a little bit turned off. Has Draco already broken up with you?>> Pansy taunted Malfoy’s girlfriend who was passing by the corridor to reach Snape’s class <<Shut up Parkinson>> she replied,rolling her eyes but the girl didn’t let it be,in fact Pansy followed the pretty blond girl and kept teasing her <<Shut up Parkinson-she mocked the Slytherin-God you’re so boring,you always say the same thing. I don’t really know how Draco can stand you>> <<Well it’s clear he stands me more than you or you would be his girlfriend,don’t you think?>> <<I see he has taught you to answer in bitchy ways. You still have to work on it>> <<Fuck off Parkinson>> <<And here we go again with the same boring answers>> Pansy laughed <<Listen,I don’t have time to waste on you>> <<But I have so much questions. Like how is it being a slut?>> the brunette witch smirked,knowing she had touched the right chord.

Malfoy’s girlfriend suddenly stopped walking <<Say it again>> she growled <<What do I have to say? That you’re a slut?>> Pansy kept teasing.

The blonde Slytherin suddenly took her wand out from her pocket and pointed it at Pansy’s chin <<I swear to God I’ve been to much gentle with you in the past months>> she said,her eyes burning of anger;Pansy laughed as she held her wand too <<I’ve been waiting for this. Let’s see how I send you to Madame Pomfrey in a bath of blood>>.

In a few seconds spells started bouncing from a wall to another of the corridors,scaring the students so much that they run away.

<<The fuck is going on?>> Draco yelled as he stealed his girlfriend’s wand from her hand and disarmed Pansy with an Expelliarmus <<I’m so freaking tired of you both! Y’all act like five years old children!>> <<She started!>> his girlfriend exclaimed.

<<She’s always the one who starts>> a new voice made everyone turn around <<None of your business,Y/l/n>> Parskinson growled <<Shut the fuck up bitch. She’s not the only one tired of you>> you said,spitting a bubble gum inside the basket near you <<The fuck you want?>> Pansy asked.

You walked towards the girl and glared at her <<I want you to be quiet and let that damn girl live her life. Who you think you are,miss world?-you smirked-then let me tell you a little thing:you’re absolutely nothing>> <<A bitch,I’d say...but nothing sounds well too>> Draco buttered in the conversation,leaning his arm on your shoulder.

<<You don’t scare me>> Pansy said,staring into your eyes;you laughed <<Not yet,but I’m sure that as soon as I bring out my wand and think about which spell between Avada Kedrava and Crucio I should use against you,you’ll run away like a little scared bunny>> <<Wanna try it?>> Malfoy smirked <<Fuck you all>> Pansy mumbled,pushing you two aside and walking away.

<<Thank you so much>> Draco’s girlfriend smiled at you <<Don’t get used to it,I just felt the urge to shut her mouth up. We’re not even friends>> you shrugged you shoulders and walked away,surprised by Draco who followed you.

<<You snapped girl>> he said <<Leave me alone Malfoy,you’re bothering me>> you replied,pushing the boy away <<Do I? Usually girls like me so much>> he smirked,adjusting his robe;you laughed <<The real question is:do you think I am the average girl?>> <<Never thought about it,not even for a second-he got closer,blocking you between his body and the cold wall of the corridor-that’s why I’m here with you. I don’t like average girls>>.

<<I see you don’t even like being loyal to your girlfriend,do you?>> you smirked,grabbing his emerald tie. His breath was getting shorter <<Do I have a girlfriend?>> he asked <<I don’t know,do you?>>. Draco smirked again and kissed you:his lips were smashing against yours as his hands rested on your hips,pushing your lower abdomen against his. You bit your lips as you felt hot <<Let’s find a quiet place>> he whispered to your hear,sending shives along your back,and then he grabbed your wrist,bringing you to his dorm.

He closed the door of his bedroom and pushed you on his bed <<That’s kinda funny,don’t you think?>> he said climbing on top of you <<What’s funny? The fact you’re weak as fuck for girls with a strong personality?>> you teased <<What can I say,you surprised me>> his voice was as deep as the ocean,you were living for it <<It is. But now kiss me,asshole>> you muttered,bringing his face closer to yours and starting kissing his lips again.

You had never liked Malfoy,he was really one of the most odious and annoying students you had ever met,even Potter was more pleasant than him,but in that moment,you didn’t know if it was because it had been months since you fucked a boy or because you were so turned on by thinking at how that bitch of Parkinson had ran away,you felt you needed him so much.

Draco’s lips slipped from your body to you neck,sucking your sensitive skin and leaving purple marks here and there. A moan escaped from your mouth <<Yes-you groaned-go on honey,I wanna more>> <<Honey?>> Draco whispered to your hear <<Fuck off Malfoy,you know what I mean>> he laughed,biting your lower lips<<Yes babygirl,I do know what you want. Every girl at Hogwarts wants it,but you’re not “every girl” right?>> <<I’m not>> you replied,the words were almost blocked in your throat as you saw Draco throw away his shirt,grabbing your wrists and blocking your hands upon your head.

You looked at his hand blocking you in that hot way,but Draco closed his fingers around your chin,making you look straight into his cold eyes <<So a special girl deserves a special treatment,don’t you think?>> he asked,you smirked <<Go on,honey. I want it all>> you said in a low tone.

Draco untied your tie and unbottoned your shirt,leaving wet kisses on your neck,slipping down to your collarbones and then reaching your chest. His free hand moved from the side of your head to under your skirt,you moaned again,filling the boy’s body with electricity. <<Tell me what you want>> he said,his lips sticked against the skin near to your hear <<Tell me,babygirl>> <<I want you to fuck me so bad,pleae>> you groaned in a pleading voice;Draco smirked pleasured <<Yes babygirl,I’ll fuck you so hard that you’ll see the stars>>.

Dark Mark 2 | D.M.

Mini series

Draco Malfoy x Female Hufflepuff reader

Warning:Anger,bad language,sad content

Part one here

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Summary:What if Draco gets a choice?

You and Draco were sitting together on a bench in the Hogwarts garden,busy revising for the forthcoming test of Arts against the black magic.

<<Can you tell me about the Boggart?>> you asked <<Boggart? Is it in the test?>> <<I think so? We have revised it a few day ago>> <<Shit I totally forgot!>> Draco mumbled,opening the book and frenetically browsing the pages,you smiled <<It’s fine,I’m sure you remember what a Boggart is>> <<It’s a non being creature which takes the form of your biggest fear>> he answered <<That’s it,that’s my boy!>> you hit his shoulder with a little punch,making the boy laugh.

Your smile got bigger as you saw his reaction,it had been months since you last saw Draco smiling. You were so happy <<It’s getting better isn’t it?>> you asked,Draco looked at his forearm and sighed <<I have to deal with it. I’m scared>> he sighed,you took his arm and rolled up the sleeve of his shirt,kissing the bending <<I told you that you’re not evil,Draco,we’ll get through this>>.

He was about to speak when you saw his eyes jump behind you and then he fastly rolled the sleeve down,making you realise something was wrong. You turned back and saw Lucius coming towards you.

<<Why are you here?>> Draco asked to his father in a cold voice,nervously bouncing his leg up and down,you noticed it and held his hand to remind him you were by his side. The man looked at you,bother in his eyes,<<Why are you always around Y/n?>> he asked <<I’m his girlfriend>> you immediately growled <<Yeah...whatever...>> Lucius mumbled:he had never liked you.

<<Let’s go Draco,we need to talk>> Draco left your hand and stood up <<I’ll see you in your dorm,okay?>> you asked <<Sure>> Draco replied and followed his father.

You were now sitting on the bed of his prefect room,nervously playing with your hands. You were scared of what was about to come;everytime Draco had talked with his father he had always ended up breaking down and crying for hours,with harsh panic attacks.

You hated so much that man,today Draco didn’t feel so bad,he laughed and he was in the mood for studying,but Lucius had came and ruined everything once again.

The door suddenly opened. <<Draco!>> you exclaimed running towards the boy <<What is it?>> you asked,the Slytherin closed the door and rested his forehead on the harm he lent on the door <<They...they want me to...>> he was crying again and he was barely able to speak <<What they want?>> you asked,hugging him from behind and resting your chin on his shoulder <<They want me to kill Dumbledore>>.

You got petrified,but Draco turnded and wrapped his arms around your neck,sinking once again his face in the cloth of your shirt.

You caressed his back and sighed. Things were getting out of control and you had enough.

<<Fine-you growled-I need to talk with your father>> <<What the fuck are you talking about?! Do you want to get killed?>> Draco’s way of acting immediately changed:he wiped his tears away and looked at you,standing straight. It didn’t matter how he felt or what was going on in his life,everything related to you was something he had to take care of so he would be sure you wouldn’t get hurt <<They can’t kill us until Dumbledore’s here>> you replied,opening the door and running away.

Draco immediately followed you <<Don’t you fucking dare to get involved in this!>> he shouted <<I already am! I’m tired Draco they’re crossing the line,you’ve suffered too much!>> you yelled back.

In a few minutes you were walking down the corridors of the school,looking for Lucius.

<<You!>> you shouted pointing a finger to the man,he turned,looking at you with furrowed eyebrows and a evil smirk on his lips. Draco suddenly grabbed your wrist <<Don’t you fucking dare!>> <<Oh I dare,man,I fucking dare!>> your eyes were full of anger while you held your wand,pointing it at the man <<I’m tired of you fucking toadies. If you want to be Voldemort’s personal servants it’s okay,I’ll kill each one of you as soon as the war comes but don’t you fucking involve Draco. He’s not like you!>> you yelled at him <<Look at this Hufflepuff,I’m surprised of your courage,Mrs>> the man came towards you,his wand already in his hand. The silver snake on the top of it was staring into your soul:it seemed he was ready do bite and fill your body with its poison.

Draco immediately came between him and you <<Don’t you dare to hurt her>> he said,looking into his father’s eyes <<Draco,move>> he replied <<I’m not>> Draco kept staring at the man who step back <<Let’s go. You’re no longer a student of this school>> the man suddenly said,you looked at Draco <<Please don’t go...>> you muttered.

<<I said:let’s go,Draco>> Lucius kept talking in a firm and cold voice,but the boy didn’t move,he just looked down and swallowed his spit,then he held your hand <<I’m not leaving>> he said in a cold voice.Your heart ached:Draco seemed so confident but you knew he was facing his biggest fear and risking his life at the same time <<I’m sorry father. I’m not evil>> he said.

Lucius looked at him <<Stop pretending to be the hero of the situation,Draco,you got an assignment>> <<I’m not doing it,I’m not going to kill a person. I refuse to take someone’s life,father,I wouldn’t be able anyway,and you know it>>. Lucius glared at his son,a disgusted expression slowy appeared on his face <<You’re the disgrace of the family>> the man said,walking away.

You saw those words hitting Draco deep in his heart,for years he had been trying to receive appreciation from his father,he had been trying to make him happy but he had always failed and now all his chances were gone,forever.

<<You’re not a disgrace Draco-you said hugging him-you’re the best person this world could have,you’re the strongest boy I’ve ever met. Draco you have taken your choice,as you wanted>> <<I know-Draco’s arms wrapped around your shoulders,a gentle kiss was left on your head-but what’s happening know?>> he asked <<We’ll know soon,but don’t worry. We’re in this together,we’re in this with Hogwarts>>.

Author’s note:What can I say? I destroyed a character but I gave him the end he deserves.

Lessons.

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draco malfoy x reader | smut | (kinda) sub!draco

summary : draco was being the usual git and annoying you so you have to teach him a lesson.

a/n : reblogs and comments are always appreciated! 💞

you were sitting in the common room with your favorite book on your hand, reading it peacefully. there was the good part and you were so focused on it that you didnt even noticed someone was sitting beside you.

you were about to flipped to another page, your eyes are practically glued to it until you saw your book flew away from your hand.

“draco lucius malfoy! give it back this instant!” you screamed as you see who was snitching your book, it was none other than your own best friend, draco malfoy.

“get it yourself shortie” draco stuck out his tongue at her, lifting the book on his hand higher.

“can you stop be an annoying arse for once and let me enjoy my peaceful moment alone!” you tried to grab your book but you just can’t, as he was much taller than you.

“you were so caught up in it! you already read this ugly book for thousand times already!”

“i didnt ask for your opinion, now give. it. back. to. me.” you throw your fist onto his chest but it was no use at all.

you were so lost of an idea to get your book back, but you arent the type to give up that easily. you smirk at him making his face filled with confusion.

“wha-”

“i said give it back!” you pushed him by his chest making him landed on the couch and you quickly stand in between his legs.

“y-y/n-”

“why are you always being a pain in the ass, draco?” you traced your fingers around his jawline making him gulped nervously.

you straddle him and sat on his lap, your book was still in his hand but you decided to mess with him a little.

you played with his collar before running your fingertips on his neck and down to his chest making him start to breathing heavily.

“why so quiet now draco?” you let your thumb brushing his bottom lip making his lips twitched. his eyes still holding a strong eye contact with yours. a whimper left his lips as he feels you were undressing him by your eyes.

your smirk gets wider as you feel something slowly getting hard underneath you. your book was no longer in his hand, he placed it beside him instead, so you took it as your chance.

“got it” you chuckle taking your book on your hand but before you could get off of his lap he’s already gripping tightly on your hips not letting you go.

“dont leave me like this please.” his pupils becoming darker pleading at you. and soon enough, the book was long forgotten.

you placed your lips on his creamy neck, pressing soft kisses while you began to move your hips, grinding on him making him groaned.

“y/n please..”

you grind faster on him, rolling your hips harder and bouncing up and down humping on him so desperately. his name left your lips as his boner hit your clit through your panties over and over again.

“fuck you’re so hot draco” without a second thought you connecting your lips with your best friend’s, swallowing every moans that come out of his mouth once you shoved your tongue and exploring him.

his grip on your hips was so tight that you sure it will gonna leave some bruises on it but at this moment you couldnt care less.

draco’s hands let go of your hips and moving up roaming your body making you sped up your moves, he’s meeting your moves by rolling his hips too making both of your moans get louder.

“draco..” you detached your lips from him and his head instantly dropped to your shoulder pressing your body closer to him by your waist.

you pulled on his hair, your eyes rolled back in pleasure as the knot in your stomach tightened ready to be snap in any seconds.

you came with a loud scream of his name making him moaned too. you didnt stop it there, continuing to rolled your hips harder on him and humping faster on him.

you grabbed him by his hair to make him looking at you as you pressed your forehead on his, your lips brushing his lips as you whispered into it.

“i can feel your cock twitching, draco.”

“f-fuck y/n stop before i-

,o-oh s-shit! oh my god-“ he cried out letting a throaty moan escaped his mouth as he bucked his hips to you can’t holding his orgasm anymore.

he lazily bucking his hips to you as he let go of the euphoria. his face redden as he realized what he just did and see the look on your face

“aw did you just cum in your pants?” you pouted at him, feeling his pants dampening underneath the fabric of your panties.

“y/n i-”

“ssh.. that should teach you your lesson”

you unzipped his pants pulling it down enough for his cock to sprang free, he was still hard as it was still standing tall, his white liquids were covering his inner thighs messing himself.

“y/n what if someone walks in?” draco asked nervously looking around the common room searching for a single soul.

“you dont seem to think about it earlier” you collected some of his cum on his thigh with your fingers and brought it into your mouth, moaning as you taste him.

draco was watching you intently, whimpering at the sight in front of him. his cock twitching on your inner thigh as you let it rest there.

“take me y/n please..” he squirmed desperately, the sight of him whining only turn you on more.

“begging for your best friend to fuck you now, hm?” you gripped his cock tightly brushing his sensitive tip with your thumb startling him and his body jolt out as the reaction.

“yes please..”

you lift yourself up pushing your panties aside then you sunk down on his cock right away, him bottoming fully inside you stretching you out in one snap.

“fuck- yes..!” draco throw his head back leaning on the couch finally feeling the tightness and the warmth of your cunt.

you gripped on his shoulders for support, quickly picking up your pace and bouncing up and down on his cock making squelching sounds loud enough for everyone to hear, draco is already a moaning mess.

“so t-tight y/n..” he pulls you in for a kiss, his hands squeezing your ass and slapping them making you moan into the kiss.

draco broke the kiss and began to paint his mark on your neck. one of his hand pushing your skirt up to exposed more of you and he has to hold his high as soon as he saw the way his cock going in and out of you.

“merlin draco.. fucking you feel so right,”

he groaned at your words, his hips slowly meeting your moves and thrusting upwards into you. he has to covered your mouth with his hand as you screamed his name out loud.

“yes y/n we should -oh.. do this more often..” he said through his teeth, the thoughts of having you like this again sending butterflies in him.

-moans and slapping skin sounds were filling the common room, the both of you were so lost in pleasure that you dont even heard someone is coming.

“draco?! y/n?!!” a loud gasp was heard from behind draco making him quickly pushing down your skirt back to cover your ass.

“blaise?! get out!” draco yelled not even stopping his thrusts, both of you were so close until this cockblocker interrupted you.

“wtf guys!? aren't you two best friends?!” blaise half yelled his hand is covering his eyes.

“blaise i swear shut your mouth and get the fuck out” you snapped at blaise, not giving a single fuck as you follow draco’s move and continuing to rolled your hips.

“ugh fine! this is disgusting anyways!”

after that, blaise left running back to his dorm. that boy will probably gonna be traumatized for the rest of his life but none of you would care at that.

“fuck- i’m so close y/n!” as he said that, you clenched your walls around him milking his cock making him spilled all of his cum into you instantly.

your walls are pulsating hard around him as he giving you his cum non stop, your body shook as you let yourself came by the feeling of him filling you up to the fullest.

you collapsed on his body as he buried his face on your neck, hugging your body tighter to him. sweats are running on both you and draco’s foreheads.

“here, have your book back” draco grins at you holding your book at you while he’s still inside you.

“this is the only way to shut you up.” you laughed making his face heated.

“fair enough”

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Hello someone help me!!! I am looking for a fix I read a few months ago, it was about reader and Draco being bored so he just eats her out, not to pleased her but to “entertain himself” please help a girl out.

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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Love bipolar, Draco Malfoy x reader

Hi! So this is going to be a longer series with multiple parts and it's kind of a slowburn at least at the start but it'll get good later on I swear!

"I could kill you right now, y/l/n"

He pressed the knife deeper in to my neck, forcing me to tilt my head up. I opened my eyes and met his cold grey eyes, he was smirking. My eyes had started to tear up from frustration and I cursed myself for showing any weakness.

"…if I wanted to" he continued, letting out a small chuckle as he leaned forwards, close enough that I could feel his cold breath on my face and his hair tickling my forehead. The knife still pressed on my throat, he let go of my arms and lifted his free hand to wipe away the tear that had started its journey down my cheek.

"And nobody would even know"

Part 1, New beginnings

Word count: 1,7k

I shivered as I walked down the platform 9¾. The weather was starting to get chilly again.

I hopped on the train and felt the warmth seeping back into my body. I looked for a place to sit and found an empty compartment since I was among the first people coming in the train. 

I sat down and let out a deep sigh. I was going to an entirely new school and leaving behind all the memories and friends I had made in Beauxbatons.

The train had started moving and I was starting to feel anxious. I would be the new girl coming to the school in their third year when everyone had already made friends. I was scared I'd get too many eyes staring at me and make no friends at all. I hated this. I wasn't really the outgoing type but I also didn't deal well with loneliness.

I was getting lost in my thoughts when I felt a tug on my sleeve. I looked down and smiled when I saw a small furry creature tugging my sleeve and trying to nip at my hands. My ferret Kelmi had climbed out of my pocket and apparently gotten tired of me not giving her enough attention.

"Hey don't bite me!" I shook her off of me. She had sunk her teeth into my hand when I hadn't pet her. I gave her an offended look and lifted her on my lap. She looked too cute to be angry at.

"At Least I have you with me right?" I scratched her back and she relaxed in my arms. I looked out the window and my thoughts started drifting.

I had fallen asleep at some point and when I woke up, Kelmi was gone. I assumed she had climbed in my trunk where she had her own little magic-made bed and cage. 

I pulled out a book from my bag and started reading it. Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them, I had always been interested in magical creatures and animals in general.

I didn't get far in the book though, when the train stopped. I looked out the window but we weren't at the Hogsmeade stop yet. 

All the lights turned off and the temperature dropped. Screams were heard throughout the train. I saw a hooded figure floating towards me and I heard spine-chilling raspy breathing as the creature entered my compartment. I closed my eyes. I started feeling weak and helpless and felt as if all the joy in the world was fading away.

It ended almost as fast as it started. The creature had gone by the time I had opened my eyes again. I noticed the tears in my eyes threatening to spill. I felt numb. I sat there trying to get myself together for the rest of the train ride. Students were walking in the corridor and there was a slight feel of panic in the air. By the time the train stopped I had calmed myself down.

I got up and walked out of the train with the crowd. As I was heading towards black carriages that had horse-looking creatures pulling them, I heard my name being called.

"Y/n? Y/n y/l/n is that you?" I turned around to find the source of the voice and saw a curly headed girl staring at me with a shocked look on her face.

"Hermione?" I was taken aback. I hadn't seen this girl in three years. I ran to her and hugged her as she did the same.

"What are you doing here? I haven't seen you since primary school! Wait, you're a witch?" She seemed to be as confused as I was. We were best of friends in primary school before my family and I moved to france. I had no idea that she was a witch.

We hopped on a carriage together and she introduced me to her two friends, a ginger boy named Ron and a black haired boy with glasses, his name was Harry. We spent the whole ride catching up, trying to tell everything that had happened in the three years we hadn't seen each other. I told her how I got a letter from Beauxbatons and how we just recently moved back to London.

I hadn't been this happy in a long time. We were still talking excitedly as we got into the castle. We had to split up as I was instructed to go straight to the deputy headmistresses office to discuss my exchange and house sorting.

"See you at the feast?" Hermione asked

"Definitely!" I smiled as we parted ways.

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I knocked on the door and came face to face with a tall and stern-looking woman.

"Come in, y/n y/l/n is it?" The tall woman said.

"Yes professor..."

"McGonagall", She smiled

"Come in and have a seat, please"

She opened the door wider and motioned towards a soft looking cushioned chair. I followed her inside and sat on the chair and felt myself sink into the soft velvet cushions. She followed and sat on a chair opposite me.

"You sent a letter asking us if we could have the sorting arranged privately, am I correct?"

"Yes," I said. I didn't like to be in front of a big crowd and even the thought of being the only third year in the middle of first years made me anxious. I didn't want people looking at me and definitely didn't want people mixing me up with first years.

"It is a tradition that first years get sorted in front of the school with a sorting hat," She started.

I shifted uncomfortably and started nipping away my nail polish nervously.

"But since you're not a first year and there's no other older students coming to Hogwarts this year we might be able to have your sorting arranged privately after the feast."

It felt like a weight had been lifted from my heart, I had never been good in front of big crowds and a private sorting was all I wanted at that moment.

"That would be amazing, thank you." I said.

She smiled down at me and said "Wait in the great hall after the feast ends, i'll help with the sorting"

"Thank you professor McGonagall" I said as I started getting up from my chair.

"No problem Miss y/l/n"

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I was scanning the tables wondering where I should sit when I spotted Hermione. She met my gaze and smiled at me, motioning me to sit next to her. I walked over and sat down next to her, in front of her friends Harry and Ron. We didn't have the chance to talk much as the headmaster started his speech.

He introduced a new defense against the dark arts teacher and everyone started clapping. 

"Of course, that's why he knew to give you the chocolate, Harry" Hermione said to Harry while still clapping. I didn't have a clue of what they were talking about but stayed quiet.

"Potter"

I heard a voice from the table in front of me. It belonged to a platinum blonde boy with blueish-gray eyes and green robes. I seemed to be the only one who noticed him though, so he started again:

"Potter"

Harry and Ron turned around to look at the guy who was calling for Harry.

"Is it true you fainted?" a friend of his put a hand on his forehead and mocked Harry.

"I mean you actually fainted?" he laughed and for a split second I met his cold blue, almost gray eyes.

"Shove off Malfoy" The ginger snapped at him. And they both turned back towards us.

"How did he find out?" Harry muttered while hanging his head.

"Just forget it", Hermione said.

"You fainted? Are you okay?" I asked

"Yeah I'm fine" he replied quickly and I realized he didn't want to talk about it.

"Who was that guy anyway, what's his problem?" I asked

"Draco Malfoy, he'll find any reason to piss us off. He tried to make friends with Harry in our first year and Harry denied. He has held a grudge since " The ginger said

"He's that petty?" I laughed

"It's not just us who dislikes him, he bullies people, mostly muggle born since he's what they call pureblood" Hermione scoffed

The headmaster interrupted our chatting by continuing his speech about the teachers.

Then he got to talking about the creatures in the train, dementors. Whispers were heard throughout the hall. I had to admit, they freaked me out but I knew that I'd be okay as long as I stayed away from them. He finished his speech and so began the dining.

I got to know the two boys in front of me a little better. They both liked playing quidditch, Harry told me he was the Gryffindor seeker and Ron told me about his family and how he plays with his brothers, the ginger was very eager to get to know me as well, Harry on the other hand was less talkative, I figured it was because he still felt bad about fainting.

We had finished eating and Hermione wished me good luck when the trio started heading towards the doors.

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As every student had left I started thinking of sorting. I wished I'd be in Gryffindor with Hermione. I'm not really that good at making new friends and I'd really love to catch up more with her.

Ron Weasley told me about how he despises the Slytherins and the idea of becoming one didn't sound that tempting. My thoughts wondered and I remembered the blonde boy from earlier. Was he really as bad as they made him be?

My thoughts were interrupted as I saw McGonagall carrying an old, dirty looking hat into the great hall and I got up from my seat and started walking towards her. She motioned me to sit on a chair near the teachers table. She then placed the old hat on my head. To my suprise the hat started talking and moving around.

"Hmm, interesting, very interesting" the hat started.

I felt anxious. What if I didn't make any friends in my new house? What if they were all horrible? What if I got sorted into slytherin? I started thinking about how much I missed my friends back in Beauxbatons when the hat started speaking again:

"Very brave I see, also a lot of ambition.. I think you ought to go in... slytherin!" it yelled.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and please let me know if you want a part 2!

prefect duties | d.m

draco malfoy x fem!reader

summary : Snape asked Draco to watch over you in detention

warning : NSFW! smut, swearing, degradation (just a lil), praising, dom!draco, choking kink, mentions of alcohol and weed

word count : 4.1K

It was a Friday night, a party blasting through the Ravenclaw tower, yet you are stuck inside the cold palace of the potions classroom, serving detention for Snape. 

Earlier that day you had agreed to help the Weasley twins with their prank, but unfortunately, it had gone wrong. It is not often that the three of you would get caught since you always think the plan through, but since you were in a hurry the prank ended up sloppy. Don’t get me wrong, you successfully pulled the prank– you just didn’t successfully get away with it. The twins, however, got away– slipping into one of the secret passages inside the walls of Hogwarts, you weren’t so lucky. 

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girl friend (draco malfoy x reader)

summary: dating draco malfoy was always within pansy’s plan to ensure her future. there’s only one problem; she underestimated just how intertwined (y/n) was on draco’s life.

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pansy tries to ensure her relationship with draco but he always seems more interested in his best friend.

warnings: none

i. Prologue: a match made in hell.

Draco Malfoy and (Y/N) (Y/L/N).

Prince and Princess of Slytherin.

A match made by the devil, Weasley would mutter under his breath whenever he caught a glimpse of them walking through the corridors.

(It was rather much a match crafted by their parents, but same difference really.)

Families that belonged to the sacred twenty eight tended to stick together— with fake smiles and the desire to keep their bloodlines pure acting as the glue— so it was only reasonable that (Y/N) and Draco would grow up together. After all, in the words of (Y/N)’s mother, “keep your friends close and your possible suitors closer.”

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Paradoxical

Summary: When your ex husband draco finds you at a club that same things that led you far away from him, pave the way back.

Warnings: Smut. Blowjobs, vaginal penetration, cumplay, slight spit, mirror and sir kink. Ex!husband!Draco. Possessiveness with a dash of toxicity.

a/n: ahh yes, my assignments lay incomplete but i sure can write p0rn on a school night.

NAVIGATION

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The flashes of neon light flickered over his features, but those cold edges of silver remained unaltered, his eyes seemed to have been painted with his possessive and obsessive behaviours.

There was a part inside of you that wanted to do the classic throw-your-drink-at-your-ex act and this other part that was craving the antonym of that act.

Maybe you’d caught his paradoxical behaviour— the apple never falls too far from his tree.

“Babe, do you want to leave?” Hermione whispered, looking at you sympathetically.

Certainly not— he’d silently sent provocations to you a thousand times over, and there could never be a time where you would’t be prepared for a war— just like the old times.

“I think I’ll stay” Your voice had no cracks or crevices, and you kept your cool hard gaze on Draco as you answered her.

“You sure?” She questioned again, eyeing between you and Draco, and you simply gave a nod.

Draco smirked and his eyes met yours. The moment they did, his hands dusted off his coat and he soon stumbling out from the croud towards you.

His movements were more graceful than the dancers, even though he was simply fucking walking, he always found a way to make beauty.

“Hello darling” He said curt, his voice deep and smooth.

“Fuck you” You snapped back immediately, and his eyes widened at your response.

His hand fell over his chest dramatically as though your words made his heart ache, “That’s not very nice, I expected a far more sweeter response”

“Well, you’re my ex”

“Let’s be civil yeah? I still like you very much angel”

You huffed, eyes rolling and he caught that exact movement. You stared over at Hermione, who was looking as awkward as ever, shifting in her seat to somehow be a little more comfortable.

“I got it Hermione, you can leave” You leaned ahead and whispered. She gave a skeptical look and you reassured her with a smile.

From what she gathered, you two certainly wouldn’t go through the night without fighting or fucking. She didn’t feel like being a barrier tonight so then with a small peck on your cheek and with a small goodbye, she was off to finding Ron and Harry.

“Well” Draco said, looking ahead as she walked away, “Now that she’s gone, we can talk better”

“I have nothing to say to you”

He chuckled, swiping his thumb over corner of his mouth as he took a sip of his drink, his rings shining brightly and his viens prominent.

Draco had always had the most beautiful hands you’d ever seen. And a while ago, you were blessed to have that same hands pleasuring you in the most sinful of places— a privilege which you’d now lost.

“I see you still have the hand kink” His voice broke off your focus, and you were silent for several seconds shaking your head and scoffing.

“What are you doing here?” You asked defensively, pinching your eyebrows.

His teeth grazed his lip and his eyes traveled down your pretty body, noticing every perfection of that tight little black dress.

“Was it necessary to wear that” He sneered, not giving answers but rather more questions.

A giggle passed through you as his possessiveness came to surface, a reminder of why you left in the first place— well honestly you couldn’t just put blame on one thing, there were multiple reasons why you left but his jealousy was definitely one of them.

That giggle went silent the moment his warm large hand rested on your thigh, caressing and petting the soft skin, his rings leaving burns wherever they touched.

His fingers were barely ghosting over your panties, and your breath caught, your eyes quickly scanning over the room to see if anyone was paying attention to you two.

“Did want some random idiot’s dick? Is that why you’re so indecent tonight?”

“I—” Now your voice had cracks, you shuddered and throbbed as his words got more and more vulgur and much to your dismay, you got more aroused.

“There’s nothing— nothing, I hate more than the thought of my baby having to go to other people to get taken care of”

He sensed the libido, the clenching thighs and the darkened irises. His possessiveness got the best of him and he was willing to fall on his knees again, only for you.

“Don’t you want me to take care of you?”

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His lips were soft but the way he kissed you was ravenous and rough. His tongue was moving along with yours, asserting dominance.

Your legs rested on his hips as he pressed you against the wall, kissing you deeply.

“Mine, mine, all mine” He muttered as he kissed along your throat and over your breasts. You moaned as he squeezed your arse, and grinded himself against your slit.

Suddenly, he pulled you down from him and you were left with wonderment before he pushed you down on your knees.

“You know what to do doll” He said, pulling your strands of hair back from your face.

“Yes sir” You only nodded with anticipation, hands trembling as you worked to unbuckle his belt. His breaths were ragged, and his hooded eyes fixated on your mouth.

His cock was hard as a rock, and heavy in your hand. You only needed to give him one firm stroke to have him grunting.

Your mouth wrapped around the head of him, licking up his tip and brushing and squeezing at the base of his thick lenght. Your eyes flicked up, maintaining contact as you took his entire shaft inside.

His fingers tensed, and your mouth sucked, and then bobbed back and forth, earning a throaty, ‘good girl’

The praise motivated you to make him feel ever better, your hand working at the base of him, stroking the flesh as you took the rest in your mouth.

“That’s it baby, you still take me so well” He groaned, giving an experimental thrust of his hips.

Soon, your eyes were watering and he was feeling that fimilar euphoria blooming down in his abdomen. When each one of his hands rested on the side of your face, yours rested on his thighs and you inhaled for what was to come.

His hips canted and thrusted into your mouth, your chin smeared with drool as he fucked your mouth. Your cheeks were stained with the tears that slipped down your pretty eyes.

“God, fuckin’ love this filthy little mouth” He grunted, pulling his cock out, spit connecting your lips with his head.

Your arousal smeared your thighs, it was almost painful. He was right in front and yet you hadn’t had him.

When you looked up, his expression was proud and satisfied, he gave your head a pat, muttering even more praises as he pulled you up. His thumbs cleaned up the remaining tears, kissing your nose and cheeks and healing the ache.

Draco pulled you up again, carrying you across his penthouse to his bedroom.

There were candles lit all around his room, and it gave everything a golden hue.

A whine fell from your lips as he pushed you down on the bed, “Draco please” You mewled, spreading your legs wide apart.

His pupils dialated, and he bent down to kiss along your thighs, your panties went down your legs, and he made it sure to make it absolutely excruciating.

He pulled at your knickers until they were down to your ankles and then he moaned as he stared at your possession.

“Fuck— I missed my girl so much” He spoke, kissing right abode your aching nub.

“And what about me?” You pouted, staring down at the blonde man between your thighs.

“Course I missed you too, silly” He sighed, “I just missed her more”

His finger prodded at your entrance, with a glance on your face, he pushed them inside and immediately curled them— and you cried out as his rings juxtaposed against his skin and the tips of his fingers scraped at that spot.

That feeling was lost soon, way too soon as he pulled them out. His grey eyes taking in the beautiful details of your responses. You looked at him avidly as he sucked on the arousal covered fingers.

“Still the sweetest”

“Please, please sir” You begged, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him towards you.

“Brat” Draco said, and swiftly turned you around, pulling your dress above your hips and cupping your arse.

He gave you a spank making you yelp in surprise. “That’s for earlier”

Draco spit on his shaft, jerking himself off and he still teased you and dragged out your desire. He aligned himself perfectly with you, and stayed still. He was always such a fucking tease.

With a strong thrust, he was buried deep inside. You trembled, gripping the sheets beneath you. His ripped muscular arm pulled you against his chest, keeping your skins together as he rut inside you.

“See how perfect I fit you?” His hand made you look right forward at the huge mirror in front of his bed.

And you stared at the sight of him and you. How you were filled with him so beautifully, how he was dragging your tits out from your dress, how his mouth was on your neck, and his arms around your waist.

When he gave a single hard thrust, you gave an embarrassingly loud gasp.

Then he gave a second and a third and several others and you were already shaking and struggling to keep yourself up.

You’d forgotten about the affect that he had on you. How much power he held.

His thrusts got harder and harder with a certain symphony hidden in them. “Oh fuck—” You sobbed, “I love your cock so much”

At that, he grunted loudly, and turned your head so that he could kiss you.

Your tits bounced as he got rougher, fucking you until he lost almost all control over himself.

It wasn’t until he felt you tighten unimaginably hard around him that he pulled out and you whined impatiently.

Draco manhandled you onto your back, he kissed you as he climbed on top of you, his hands sliding along your body.

He placed his palms on your thighs and pulled both of your legs up until they rested on his shoulders. He pressed a kiss on the inside of your thigh, cherishing the sculptured skin.

You whimpered as he sank inside again, drawing that coil inside you again. You were mesmerized as you stared at his sweaty broad shoulders and admired how your legs rested on them.

As he began to move inside again, you only stared at his face, and the illuminating orange colour of the lighting on him.

He was thrusting hard, trying to surpress feeling with the way his hips roughly met yours, with the way his lips moved with yours.

Your underwear dangled off your ankle as he pounded inside your pussy, leaving you shaking under him.

“I’m— I’m close”

Draco grunted, and his hand slid between both your bodies, drawing tight circles where the two of you met, “Cum for me”

And for him, you did. For him, you cried, and unraveled pleasure beneath him. Tears right at your eyes, like pearls decorating them, and your sobs and pants like melodies to his ears.

He pulled out quick, panting as he came and stained your flawless skin with his sin. His cum spilled over your belly and spread down to your pussy.

He panted near your shoulder and kissed it, feeling adoration come to surface, that one thing he’d tried to deny.

But all he could see was how the world was much more better and beautiful when you were present in his eyes, or in his arms.

And it was amidst all the lust and vexation, that you knew; knew that you were still almost as much in love as the first time the rays of the sun ever reached the earth— the first time you ever felt love for him sear through you.

His forehead rested against yours, and maybe it was the heat of the situation, but that possessiveness was appealing. You wanted it, you wanted him.

Draco kissed your cheek, “I want you back” and to that, you answered with a smile, a dimple forming right where he’d kissed away any doubts to not be called his.

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Crybaby

Summary: Reader cries because of lack of attention and Draco finally gives in to comfort her.

Warnings: Smut. Draco is just big and strong lol. Innocence & hand kink. Fingering. Dom!Draco. Crybaby!Reader. This is super short and a little rushed, srry :(

a/n: hi i am back after 20 days, i got some of the inspiration to write this after listening to crybaby, so everyone go steam it. enjoy :p

NAVIGATION

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There was that pout, and your fists— curled— and eyes teary, and your throat dry.

It had to have been an infinite amount of times you’d called for him, but he’d shake his head, swipe his eyes over you for a mere moment, and return to whatever activities he was doing.

Now there was that cry caught in your mouth— and you were pressing your lips together into that hard flat line to contain your sobs— but they fell through your efforts— and that immediately got his attention.

“Baby? What’s wrong?” He sounded worried, but it felt like a joke to you, you didn’t look back at him or answer him as he stood up from his seat and went to grab you.

You hated being a crybaby, but in all honesty, you were right to be in this position right now. He’d payed no mind to you, shoved you aside, all until you were crying, and wiping away your tears yourself, despite his being present.

“Love. Love. I’m here, can y’look at me?” His voice was gentle— apologetic— as he bent down, settled his legs on the couch, and sat you up to straddle him.

Draco’s hand rested behind your head, patting you softly and pulling you into his chest, kissing your forearms, and whispering into your skin. “Darling, m’sorry, I swear I was just joking”

Your sobs didn’t falter as you spoke softly, “Am I annoying you?” You said, still covering your face.

“No! Not at all, I was playing around, I’m so sorry for ignoring my love.”

His hand put away yours from your face, intently staring at you, and giving you a warm smile. Draco wiped away your tears using his sleeves, guilt bubbling in him as he cleaned the tears he’d formed, “I’m sorry” He repeated, resting his head against yours, “Can you please forgive me? I’ll do anything”

You giggled lightly, and nodded, “I forgive you”

“Good girl. Now, what do you want?”

You sniffled, fumbling with his tie nervously, “I jus’ needed you— to take care of me however”

From the stuttering syllables, and shy behaviours, he picked up where you exactly needed him.

He chuckled into your hair, giving both your eyelids a kiss as his big hands held your waist and he picked you up with ease.

You aligned your lips with his, and his kissed him ravenously as he stalked towards his bed and put you down on it. His lips were like clouds that felt like they’d been danced on by angels.

Draco pressed his tongue inside you, swiping it over yours, and teasing your lips with his teeth, and then as you just got indulged in it. He pulled away and left you wanting again.

At your expression, he laughed and gave you back a small peck.

His hands pulled up his your hoodie to reveal your soft tummy and your navy blue underwear.

“Pretty” he muttered, and he rested his soft lips on your neck, and ran a finger through the outline of your slit, gently tracing your folds and feeling the slight dampness of it.

“Is this what you need taken care of?” Draco said, cupping your cunt, and staring into your wide eyes.

“Y—yeah” You meekly said as he smirked and part your legs further.

His heavy hand rubbed you over your panties, putting pressure on your clit and he made circles around it. Your gasps going up as his movements got more and more intense.

You fingers went up to grab his silver strands of hair. Pulling at them as he pulled your knickers down your legs, and threw them on the floor. Staring at your pussy hungrily.

Your cheeks burned in shame. He bent down to give your core a little kiss— inhaling your scent as he did so— and then coming back up to your face.

“Draco” You softly gasped as he pulled apart your lips with his fingers, and revealed the pretty flesh.

He shut you up with his lips, kissing you hard as his hand worked over your pussy to give you the best orgasm possible.

As he were kissing you, you felt his hand slip between the two of you, and pulled away from him to look down and there you found his pulling off his silver rings— very much to your dismay.

He stared at you confusingly as you quickly reached down and removed his hands from one another.

“What—?” He asked, pinching his brows.

“I want you too keep them on. Please?”

Fuck. He’d sell his entire estate, his soul, if you ever asked him like that— or in any other way really. He was as dedicated as an angel was to be.

“Right, of course I will”

Then without any wait, or hesitancy, his fingers shoved inside, and immediately curled to find that euphoric spot.

You squealed, and creamed around his fingers as they scissored inside of you, opening you up for when he’d give you the bigger reward.

His held your hips in place as he started to thrust his digit faster. Those rings which you’d asked him too keep provided that extra pleasure which you’d expected.

They were cool around your entrance and inside of you, burning through you, as he expertly worked his hand.

As his thumb fell over your clit, your thighs jolted, and your hand went down to grab his.

Tears brimmed your eyes again, and they filled the path of the previously dried up tears.

Draco looked down at you so so lovingly, that the black avid iris of his eyes might as well have been painted with with outlines of hearts. He had literal heart eyes sparking in him for you.

“Why are you still crying baby?” He smiled, increasing the pace of his hand. “I’m giving you attention now, aren’t I?”

“Just, fe—feel— too goood” You whimpered, curling your hands around his tie, and bucking your hips into his hand.

The coil in your belly spread warmer, and your thighs shook hard around his arms, by that, he knew that you were close to your much needed orgasm.

His fingers pumped into your pussy more, and he used his other hand to rub circles on that sensitive cluster of nerves, when his lips crashed on yours— you only saw and felt cosmos.

Crying out against his mouth, you reached your climax and came on his fingers hard. Riding his palm as you reached the end. Panting and trying to catch your breath as he stared at you mesmerized.

“Atta girl” He praised, pulling his fingers out from your cunt and putting them into his mouth. Groaning at the sweet taste of you as you shyly smiled up at him.

“M’sorry— for crying”

“S’okay, I love my crybaby”

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Obsessed

Summary: Head canon of Draco having a tit kink.

Warnings: Smut. Tit kink, titty fucking, nipple play, tit sucking, just tits.

a/n— I'm literally 12 followers away from 300. GET ME THERE.

Navigation.

Draco with a tit kink:->

Draco Malfoy is a tit guy, always has and always will be, even though he loves every part of you equally, boobs come first.

He loves the feel of them in his hands, soft and smooth. How they fit perfectly in his hands.

Sometimes you would have your back turned and he'd come behind you and just give them a rough squeeze.

They're almost like his stress ball, you would often find his hand tucked beneath your shirt, massaging and kneading your breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples inbetween his fingers.

Him randomly pulling your shirt up and your bra down to suck on your tits.

He loves seeing them painted with dark blue and purple hues, that he made and his hand print on them from slapping your breasts.

The way he would accompany each one of his sucks and licks with the thrust of his hips.

Let's be honest, he has ruined almost every one your bras, just because he was too impatient to unclasp it.

Nothing is more satisfactory than seeing them fall out of their restraints.

But he is thankful for the fact that you don't wear bras at night, so he can just play with them anytime he wants during the night.

Uses your boobs as a pillow.

No matter the position he will always play with them.

Missionary: Just bend down and suck on your nipples and bite the soft skin of your tender breasts. Squeezing them and also slapping them as he pounds your pussy.

Cowgirl: Fucking loves to see them bounce up and down as you ride him. Fucking your tits with his mouth and hands.

Doggy style: Will use your boobs as support and knead them as he would slam his cock into you from behind.

Also is addicted to seeing his cum spread over them.

"Where does my baby, want my cum?" He said as his thrusts became sloppy inside of you, "On my tits, daddy" you reply. Draco let out a loud moan, instantly pulling out, stroking his cock hard and fast and spilling his cum all over your chest.

Or him face fucking you.

"Fucking, cock slut. Sucking me off so well" Draco groaned as the bobbing of your head got faster, flicking your wrist and hollowing your cheeks more. "Want me paint your tits with my cum?" Draco panted as he thrust his hips into your mouth. Pulling your mouth off him, ropes of hot thick cum would land on them. His cum dripping down from your boobs to your stomach.

He just can't go by more than a week without fucking them.

To him nothing his better than the feel of your beautiful tender breasts squeezing his cock.

"Yes, that's it. Atta girl. Keep doing that. Keep fucking my cock on your chest"

The tip of his cock constantly hitting your chin as he bucked his hips, fucking his cock in the space between your boobs as you held them together with your hands, looking up at him with doe-eyes. "Fuck, gonna cum all over your pretty little tits"

In conclusion, Draco Malfoy is obsessed with your tits.

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Body Mind Soul

Summary: A relationship with Draco where he is overprotective and possessive.(Requested)

Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff; it's a little bit of all. Violence. Possessive and protective Draco, losing v-card, innocence kink.

a/n: this is loosely based on maddy and nate's relationship minus the toxic & abxsive parts.

NAVIGATION

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It all started that night. Draco was wandering the halls, the stars brighter than ever, moon shining,the sky pitch black.

He was mesmerized by the night sky, it always drawed him in.

That's when he heard it, a slight whimper. It surely didn't come off as a good thing. Inspecting it further, he went into the direction he heard it coming from.

A girl was pressed harshly against the wall, from a distance you could see that she wasn't comfortable. Her small arms trying their best to pry the boy away as he continued kissing her neck against her will.

"Please" she cried.

Now Draco Malfoy was not a very compassionate person, but when he saw that it was her, his blood boiled.

Y/N.

He suddenly had the urge and need to be protective of her, she was innocent, naive. And also came from a very well known family. She was the most popular girl in school. But that also came with a whole lot of unwanted attention, which she didn't know how to deal with.

Without any hesitation he stormed off towards him, pulling the boy off her at once, his back colliding with the wall.

"Mal-"

He couldn't complete his sentence as Draco roughly kicked him. Then grabbing the back of his neck, and punching him over and over again. Until he didn't know the difference between the blood of his hand and the boy's face.

"D-Draco, s-st-stop" he heard her sob from behind, immediately letting go of the boy. That when he became aware of how violent he had become, and that not what Y/N needed right now.

"Here's what you're gonna do, you are going to Dumbledore tell him what you did, and not mention me at all, alright?"

The boy nodded.

"Good" said Draco slapping his cheek.

She stepped back as Draco walked towards her.

"Hey, it's okay, you're safe" he said calmly, putting his arms on her shoulder, she buried her face in his chest, crying softly, while he rubbed her back, comforting her.

-

That was how it all started.

Draco and Y/N.

She was his,and no one even dared to touch what was Malfoy's

He would be sure to make the other one suffer if anyone even looked at her wrong.

He would protect her at all cost, from everyone, from everything.

His girl, Draco's girl.

One day when she was walking by a random boy had the audacity to call her out, had to audacity to comment on her skirt.

To simply put it he payed for it very dearly.

That day Draco had decided to never ever let her walk the halls alone.

-

She was too pure for the world.

And maybe even for him

It was a truth well known that Draco was the biggest player at Hogwarts, fucking girls left and right.

She on the other hand was a virgin.

He almost lost his mind when she told him this on their very special date.

"You're a virgin?" He asked.

She nodded timidly.

"So are you sure you want this? We can wait, there's absolutely no rush. I want you to be comfortable. We can wait" he said, but on the inside he was burning, burning with the desire to ruin her, to destroy her.

He was the only one allowed to do that.

"Yes, I only want it to be you. I want you" She said looking up at him with doe eyes.

That's when be lost it, he growled as he grabbed her waist, colliding her lips with his, kissing her hungrily.

He nipped at the soft skin of her neck, marking her as his.

Only his.

His hand quickly unclipped her bra pulling it off, immediately sucking her nipples hard, as she moaned beneath him.

He undressed himself as quickly as he could, but asking for her permission before taking off hers.

His breath hitched as he saw her pussy, wet and throbbing only for him. He bent down, draping her legs over his shoulder, and licking hard long stripes up her clit.

"Dray" she moaned as he continued eating her out mercilessly and skillfully.

"Are you sure?" He asked again, she nodded eagerly and bit her lip.

She wanted needed it to be him, the one who always is there for her, always has her back.

She loved him.

He loved her.

Draco positioned himself at Y/N's entrance, stroking his cock up and down.

She gave him yet another nod as he slowly pushed inside, she gasped, digging her nails into his skin.

"Fuck" he grunted as he felt her walls clenching around him, tears filling her eyes, wincing in pain.

"Want to stop?" He asked

"No, move" she replied.

He started to pump into her slowly, letting her properly get adjusted. Trying his absolute best to resist the urge to fuck her into oblivion.

His thrusting would soon get faster, pounding into her pussy. His cock disappearing into her cunt over and over again.

"Please, faster" she begged.

He couldn't hold back anymore, he thrusted into her violently fast, digging her into the mattress, fucking her aggressively.

"Draco!" She screamed as he pounded harder.

"You're all mine, hmm" he hummed as he thrusted into her pussy.

"A-all yours, I- I'm" She stuttered as he kept pounding into her recklessly.

"Cum for me, show me that you're mine"

And she did, she came for him. Her body trembling, small whimpers leaving her lips, she brought Draco to his orgasm with that. He spilled his cum inside her, emptying every last drop, making sure that she took all of him.

-

She was his.

He was hers.

Body. Mind. Soul.

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Ownership

Kinktober Index

Summary: You’re gifted as a prize to Draco. You’re his. He owns you and that’s your only purpose. Kinktober - 3.

Warnings: Smut. Dark Themes. Ownership. Sir kink, Breeding kink, Blowjob, Virgin reader. Mentions of the reader being Draco’s property. Possessiveness. Dark!Draco.

Note: Draco’s supposed to be a high ranking death eater in this fic. So keep in mind that it might have some depictions of that. But he’s soft with the reader :’)

a/n: oh to be draco's property </3

NAVIGATION

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“Enjoy her mate. She’s all yours” Theodore Nott is quite enthusiastic in the way he speaks about you. Draco wonders whatever has his him so hyped up. Whether you truly where the winsome angel they claimed you to be.

He gives him a nod, and then clicks open the door.

When his gaze falls upon you, he understands the infatuation. Truly; you were a gift, not just from him friends— but from whatever lies above.

Perfect and his.

You’re kneeling, hands resting on your thighs, head down, dolled up in a black lingerie. A silver bow rests at the base of your throat. And on it was carved D.M.

“Hello bug, have you been waiting for my arrival?”

Only then, do your eyes look up. And you gasp slightly; you’d heard about his attractiveness, but to have him present in front of you, it was entirely ethereal.

He had different shades of grey painted on him. Hair platinum, eyes silver, skin pale. He was much more taller than the last time you’d seen him, and the mass of him now muscular and broad.

Beautiful, like an angel, yet dangerous like a devil.

“Love?”

“I– uh... terribly sorry sir. I have been waiting for you”

He smirks, then swiftly removes his black coat jacket. It hangs over a chair as he then walks off to sit over an armchair. As if it were a throne.

“Come ‘ere darling”

His eyes never once fall from you as you saunter over to him. As soon as you reach him, he grabs you by your waist and pushes you on his lap.

“You know who I am right?” His hands grope and squeeze along your curves, but his face is fixed on yours.

“I do” You murmur softly, fumbling with the fabric of his slacks. You did know who he was— he was the royalty of the wizarding world. The youngest death eater of all time.

You knew who he was— ruthless; cold; dangerous.

Draco tightens his grips on your plump bum, certain to have you bruised and marked.

He’s always been quite possesive but never infatuated “So pretty, and all mine” he deems, brushing his nose along your cheekbone.

“All yours sir”

He was dreaded by all. But here you were in the embrace of Draco Malfoy you’d found sweetness within the bitterness that he was.

He kissed you. Hard possesive kisses that had you gasping for air. It wasn’t a romantic loving kiss— but rather a soul burning one that had your chest hurting.

They trail down to your shoulders; hot wet kisses; his hand wrapping around your throat and his rings caused a shiver to run through you.

“Have you done this before?” He asked, eyebrows arching in question, “Never, sir”

If you thought you’d already seen the darkness that resided within him, you were wrong— his eyes seemed to have turned entirely black.

“Get on your knees blossom, I’ll tell you what to do”

You do that at once, and fall down onto the cold wooden floor. You stare up at him in innocence, waiting for him next move.

He quickly has his hands on his belt, it clicks and ruttles and then his pants are pushed down to his knees. His length already hard in his boxers as you yank them down.

You watered at the sight of him so long, so thick, so gorgeous. “Look at you, already drooling like a dumb baby”

Malfoy grips you by the back of your head. Pushing your face against his length. “Put it in your mouth hmm”

You do exactly that, taking his length down your throat as much as you could without gagging, “That’s it, fuck, now just suck yeah?”

Your mouth wraps around him, suckling lightly before he encourages you to go faster, bobbing your face on his cock more expertly.

He cups your face gently as you take his lenght deeper, swirling your tongue on his base. “There it is, you’re a natural, bunny”

When you look up at him, his face is scrunched up in pleasure, soft grunts escaping his parted lips, but his eyes were wide open and staring down at you.

You bob your head faster, sucking even harder than before, “Fucking hell I’m–” his climax was right on the edge, until he suddenly pulls away before he could that sweet fucking releif.

A whine comes from you as he parts his cock from your mouth, “D–did I do– do it wrong?”

“No bug, just wanna cum inside you”

Draco has you hauled up on his lap before he slams you down on his bed, staring at you with dark avid eyes. He strips down in a hurry, wanting to corrupt you and fuck your innocence out of you.

“Move your panties aside baby, let me see that pretty pussy”

Your hand trails down to your underwear, and then moves them to the side. He groans as he sees your cunt dripping and throbbing— only for him, it will only ever be him.

The head of his cock rubs onto your folds, teasing you until you were whimpering and babbling in need.

He pushed inside slow, cooing in your ear as your hole fluttered around him.

“So perfect, bug” He mused, kissing your tears away as you struggled to take much of him. Shaking in bliss already.

You dug your nails into his back, leaving red bruises as he began to move “Too much sir” you whimpered as he pulled your hips flush against his.

“Can’t take it?” He mocked, kneading your tits through your bra. There was fire in his touch, it had you burning everytime his skin moved with yours.

Slowly, the pace, the act turned into something much more impure. It was rough now, his kisses and his bites on your flesh. His thrusts and his movements.

“Such a good little cunt. I’ll be fucking it everyday goddamn day now, you hear me? You’re mine”

Yours, yours, yours. You said it against him as you kissed his chest and raked your nails across the lines of him and bucked your hips in rhythm with his.

“M’gonna fuck a baby in you alright? And you’re gonna take it like a good girl”

He was pounding into you now. You were crying and sobbing from how fucking good it felt. It was a wonderful feeling. To belong to him. To please him and have him do it back.

He thrust several more times and then you came with a cry, panting and trembling as he lowly hissed and fell apart on top of you. Giving your every last drop of it.

“Mine, you’ll always be mine now”

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dating draco headcannons pleasee

𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- draco malfoy

a/n: favourite blondie and tysm for requesting, p.s requests are open luv you, teddy

currently playing- forever favourite by t i y a

warnings- none i think-, suggestive thoughts at mos, i believe its gender neutral but there are mentions of the hips and waist? do what you will with that information

he's such a dashing boy i swear to merlin-

okay so starting of i know how he comes of as a idgaf and i don't show love to anyone but my mummy when i get tucked into bed

BUT if you tell me that he is not an absolute simp for you then i will come and find you cause baby you deserve the simp, even if it slightly resembles a ferret

but everyone knew before u oml. Blaze be tellin everyone but you. its giving "i know something you don't knoww"

bestie is smitten with you but he's so confident about it, like he knows you're into assholes who are simps for u

you get lots of advances, don't lie. Draco is usually very confident about you cause he knows he is the one. he is it

but obviously Malfoy has a jealous streak and i am here for it.

i think of him as to be morally gray, you always had a thing for those (remember kids this is only for fictional characters)

he loves you and he's gonna make it everyone's problem

attention whore Draco Malfoy all the way mfs. he just has to bask in your attention, its a need not a want

HIS WINKS. they are so adorable and it just opens up a zoo

his hands everywhere. thighs, waist, hips. everywhere.

just very touchy

okaokau his way of flirting will be so top notch, he'll will be the most massive flirt but i can see him also flirting w insults in the initial phase.

like a third year malfoy trying so hard to get you attention but not confident enough to fully just flirt

but most of the time people cant tell if you're flirting or arguing

yk he's always looking at you (when will it be my turn)

his go to would be the origamis and you would keep them cause they smell like his cologne

next comes the vibe, this man has the big dick energy oh my god. he gives the old rich boy vibes and you live to see him suits heheh

he literally could get you anything u want so miss you're pampered

fussy blond who needs you to keep him in check is the only way to describe it

quidditch matches. he looks so fine in them god help me

he may be a seeker but he's your golden snitch (get it, cause he's blonde, I'm funny okay)

steel those jerseys, its gonna be your last name anyway

he's so good u wish u could ride him like dat

would do you to your favourite song

*added to the friend group*

forget boyfriend material, he's husband material

falling asleeep om malfoy

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fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- draco malfoy

a/n: this isn't the best but it's something i wrote to one of my favourite bois, the gif sounds like he's saying my favourite- requests are forever open luv, tiya

requested- yes

currently playing- forever favourite

warnings- none i think-

"don't fall asleep on me, darlin" Draco cooed

his voice oh damn the lord, it sounded so pretty calling you darling. you'd want to hear it roll of his tongue over and over again. just wanna play it on a loop.

even against his misguided words, he had his hand around you waist, letting you lean on him with your head on his chest. you could hear his pretty heart beating so quickly.

why was he so nervous talking to his friends huh?

he had gone back discussing something about Potter again. maybe that's why his heart was beating so fast. Him and his bloody Potter for Merlin's sake. it was as if he was in love with him.

pottah this, pottah that, potta breathes, potta looked.

Malfoy on the other hand was having a whole panic attack inside his head.

is she comfortable? where do i keep my hand?

am i comfortable for her?

their droopy eyes slowly closed and they'd gone to sleep.

draco malfoy couldn't even pay attention to whatever they were talking about, his favourite subject in the world was in his arms.

his world was in his arms.