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Kiss me - DM
this is inspired of a dream i had!
warnings: kissing, brief mention of sexual interaction in the end, female!reader, annoyed draco lmao
not my GIF!
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Hogsmeade, the prettiest during wintertime they say. Y/N and her not so happy looking boyfriend Draco wriggle through the tables at the three broomsticks. Both of them relieved to finally escape their friends to get some alone time.
“Finally, they never stop talking, do they?” Y/N says. Draco just responds with a simple huff. He has been in a mood for hours now. Y/N knows that he sometimes is quiet and not in a good mood, his dad is giving him a hard time lately. Both of them now walking around the small alleyways of Hogsmeade, snow covers the floor and the rooftops of every building. Walking with him was never weird or awkward, both of them liked to take in the situation around them.
Until Y/N has enough of walking around going nowhere, she grabs his hand and lead him to her favorite bookshop. Standing in front of the bookshop, he gives his girlfriend a confused look.
“Orville Books”
“Oh come on Draco, I always wanted to go in here with you!” He could not say no to her, could he? So both of them walk through the small door of the shop. The little bell on top of the door makes a ringing sound as they go inside. Smell of wood, old books and coffee surrounds them. Draco understands why it was her favorite, tall bookshelfs, the aisles between each look rather cozy and a seating area in the back. He looks at his witch as she smiled at the bookshop owner, apparently they know each other.
His mood was definitely lightened as he sees the glow in Y/Ns eyes. She mumbles something about coming here all the time when she was in her first year, but Draco just keeps quiet. He finds himself dragged in one of the aisles as Y/N says “I am sure you will find something too”, Draco nods in agreement. About 10 minutes later the two of them are looking at books of all kinds. He would lie if he would say that he is not fascinated about the fact that none of the books are organized. Growing up wealthy his life was pretty structured and tidy, so this is new to him.
Draco gets his hand on one of the books, “Academe of Romance”, he silently laughs and turns to his girlfriend, who was also looking at one book. “Darling?” he finally speaks, “yes?” she answers immediately. “Do you enjoy reading cheesy love stories?” he says sarcastically. “I am living my own cheesy lovestory, aren’t I?” she responds walking up to him. Draco just smirks to himself, even though he was pretty sure Y/N noticed. As he put the book back into its place he feels a hand on his cheek, tilting his head towards Y/N. She wants to kiss him, so he tilts his head that she could kiss him on the cheek. Y/N looks a little shook “Excuse you? Can i get a kiss please?”, he obeys and kissed her cheek.
Draco returns to the books while Y/N still stands there, the look on her face as if she has seen a ghost. “Draco a real one, kiss me.” He finally gives in, kissing her on the lips quickly. He goes to see if she is now satisfied, but once again she looks unpleased. “What?” he asks silently, not wanting to gain any attention from other customers. Y/N doesn’t really care about the fact that others could hear them, she answers him with a annoyed laugh “Merlin, I am your girlfriend, can’t you kiss me for more that 1 second?”. Draco doesn’t answer, he waits until that one wizard in the aisle with them is gone. He returns to the books, hearing Y/N scuff as she does the same.
The moment he notices that they were finally alone in the aisle, he grabs her hand, spinning her around and pressing her into the bookshelf on the right. “I would love to snog you for hours, love, but as you might’ve noticed we are in public and we don’t want my father hearing about our relationship just yet, right?”. Y/N is breathing heavily, not expecting her boyfriend to do that, but she secretly loves it. “Well, then let’s get out of here, it’s getting boring anyway.” Y/N manages to breath out, while being pressed against him.
He let go of her and dragged her out of the store. They practically ran back to their dorms, to cuddle of course. ;)
[7:22] the autumn leafs fly around you and slytherin yoongi as you both leave hogsmeade, hand in hand after you both shared a sweet kiss.
Hogwarts Legacy is so pretty so here is a 10240 x 2880 Screenshot and another slightly normal resolution screenshot(5120 x 1440). I really hope they add a real photomode that lets us do poses and stuff!!
The Curse-Breaking Squad 😎
Imagine Draco buying himself Coffee in Hogsmeade, because he‘s cold 😭🥰😍
More Than Words
Theo Nott x fem reader
Summary: based on a request on this ask thank you anon <33
w/c: 1735
You sat on the edge of your bed, carefully curling the last strand of your hair. You’d spent the past hour getting ready—your hair was styled in soft waves, and you wore a new dress you’d bought specifically because Theo had once mentioned he liked that color on you. You even spritzed on the perfume he had complimented, hoping he’d notice.
As you glanced at the clock, your excitement started to wane. Theo had promised he’d meet you in the common room at 7, but it was already 7:15, and there was no sign of him. You bit your lip, trying to stay optimistic. He was probably just running late.
When you finally made your way to the Slytherin common room, you found Theo lounging on one of the couches, surrounded by his friends. They were deep in conversation, laughing and joking about the latest Quidditch match. Your heart sank a little—he hadn’t even bothered to come looking for you.
You approached him with a smile, hoping he’d notice the effort you’d put into your appearance. “Hey, Theo,” you said softly, trying to catch his eye.
He glanced up, his eyes skimming over you before returning to the conversation. “Hey, love,” he said casually, patting the spot next to him. “Sit down, we’re just talking about the match yesterday. You should’ve seen the way Flint blocked that last shot—it was brilliant.”
You forced a smile and sat down, but you couldn’t ignore the sting of being overlooked. He hadn’t even commented on your appearance, or asked about the evening you’d planned. You tried to join in on the conversation, but it was hard to focus when you felt so invisible.
As the night went on, Theo’s attention remained on his friends. He barely acknowledged you, his focus entirely on discussing Quidditch strategies and joking around. Each time you tried to steer the conversation towards something more personal, something just between the two of you, he either brushed it off or didn’t seem to hear you at all.
Finally, you couldn’t take it anymore. You excused yourself and left the common room, retreating to the solitude of your dormitory. You had tried so hard, but it felt like nothing you did mattered.
A few days later, you decided to surprise Theo after his Quidditch practice. You knew how much he loved a good post-practice snack, so you visited the kitchens and put together a basket of all his favorite foods. You even brought one of his sweaters, knowing he’d be cold after flying around the pitch.
You waited by the edge of the Quidditch field, basket in hand, watching as the team landed and started packing up. When Theo spotted you, he jogged over, a grin on his face. “Y/N, what are you doing out here?” he asked, slightly out of breath.
You smiled, holding up the basket. “I thought I’d bring you a snack after practice. I know how hungry you get.”
He glanced at the basket, then back at his teammates, who were waving him over. “That’s sweet of you,” he said, giving you a quick peck on the lips. “But the guys are heading to the locker room to cool down. I’ll catch up with you later, okay?”
You stared after him as he jogged away, the basket feeling heavy in your hands. He didn’t even notice the effort you put into making his favorite snacks or think to thank you for waiting in the chilly evening air with his sweater. It was another small gesture brushed aside, another moment where you felt invisible.
The next weekend, you decided to dress up for a Hogsmeade trip. You wore the dress Theo had once said looked “cute” on you, paired with a new pair of shoes you’d been excited to show off. When you met up with Theo in the courtyard, your heart fluttered, hoping this time he might notice.
But as soon as he saw you, his eyes drifted right past your outfit to something behind you. “Hey, is that the new broomstick model?” he said, more to himself than to you, already walking past you to get a closer look.
You stood there for a moment, stunned, before following him. He was already deep in conversation with a few other students about the broom, completely oblivious to the effort you’d made. You walked beside him through Hogsmeade, but the conversation was all about Quidditch, the new broomstick, and what the team’s chances were in the upcoming match.
When you finally arrived at the Three Broomsticks, Theo ordered drinks for both of you, but he spent the entire time talking to his friends. Even when you tried to steer the conversation towards something more personal, he barely responded, his attention split between you and everyone else at the table.
By the end of the day, your feet were aching in the new shoes, and your heart was heavy with disappointment. It was like no matter what you did, no matter how much effort you put in, Theo just didn’t see it—or didn’t care.
One day, determined to spend some quality time with Theo, you decided to study together. He had been stressed about an upcoming Potions exam, so you thought it would be a nice way to be supportive and bond at the same time. You prepared all of his notes, laid out his textbooks, and even brewed a pot of tea, knowing how much he liked a warm drink while studying.
When Theo finally showed up at the library, he looked exhausted, but you greeted him with a warm smile. “Hey, I set everything up for us to study together,” you said, gesturing to the neatly arranged table.
He gave you a tired smile and sat down. “Thanks, Y/N,” he said, but there was no real warmth in his voice. He immediately dove into his notes, barely glancing at you.
You tried to engage him in conversation, asking about the parts of the syllabus he was struggling with and offering to quiz him. But Theo was distracted, his responses short and curt. He seemed more focused on cramming as much information as possible rather than appreciating the effort you put into making the study session enjoyable.
At one point, you gently reached over to adjust the way he was holding his quill, a small, affectionate gesture. “You always hold it so tight,” you teased, trying to lighten the mood.
Theo pulled his hand away, his expression frustrated. “Y/N, can you not right now? I really need to focus,” he said, his tone sharper than you’d expected.
You recoiled slightly, feeling the sting of his words. “I’m just trying to help,” you murmured, the hurt evident in your voice.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I know, but this exam is important. I don’t have time for… distractions.”
The word “distractions” echoed in your mind, cutting deeper than you wanted to admit. You had put so much thought into making this time together meaningful, but it was clear he didn’t see it that way. You nodded quietly, pulling back and focusing on your own work, even though your heart wasn’t in it anymore.
It all came to a head a few days later. You were sitting in the common room, trying to focus on a book, but your mind kept drifting back to how invisible you felt in your relationship. It hurt more than you wanted to admit. You had tried so hard to be a good girlfriend, to make Theo happy, but it felt like you were the only one putting in any effort.
When Theo walked in, spotting you sitting alone, he smiled and made his way over. “Hey, love,” he said, sitting down beside you. “What are you working on?”
You looked up from your parchment, trying to muster a smile, but it felt forced. “Just some homework.”
He noticed the lack of enthusiasm in your voice and frowned. “Are you okay? You seem… off.”
You sighed, setting your quill down and turning to face him fully. “Theo, can we talk? I mean, really talk?”
He nodded, a bit concerned now. “Of course. What’s going on?”
You took a deep breath, trying to keep your emotions in check. “I feel like I’m the only one trying in this relationship. I spend all this time doing things for you, planning special moments, dressing up, trying to make you happy… but it’s like you don’t even see it.”
Theo looked genuinely taken aback. “Y/N, what are you talking about? I—”
“No, Theo, listen to me,” you interrupted, your voice trembling with emotion. “I plan evenings for us, and you brush them off. I bring you snacks after practice, and you don’t even thank me. I dress up because I want to look good for you, and you don’t even notice. Do you know how that feels? To try so hard and feel like it’s all for nothing?”
Tears welled up in your eyes as you continued, the words tumbling out in a rush. “I love you, Theo. I really do. But I can’t keep doing this if you don’t care. I need to feel like I matter to you, like you appreciate the things I do. I need to feel like you actually see me.”
Theo’s face paled as your words sank in. He reached out to take your hands, his voice filled with regret. “Y/N, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize… I didn’t know you felt like this. I’ve been so wrapped up in my own stuff that I didn’t see how much I was hurting you.”
He squeezed your hands, his eyes full of guilt. “You do matter to me. More than anything. I’ve just been an idiot, and I’m so sorry. I never meant to make you feel like this.”
You looked into his eyes, searching for sincerity, and found it. Theo might have been oblivious sometimes, but he cared about you deeply. “I just need you to show it,” you whispered, your voice breaking. “I need to know that you care, that I’m not just another thing on your list.”
“I will,” Theo vowed, bringing your hands to his lips and kissing them gently. “I’ll do better, Y/N. I promise. You’re the most important thing in my life, and I don’t want to lose you. I’ll show you how much you mean to me, every day.”
He took a deep breath, his voice steady but filled with emotion. “I’m going to change, Y/N. I won’t just tell you I love you—I’ll show you. I’ll be there for you, not just when it’s convenient, but when you need me. I’ll notice the little things because they matter to you, and that means they matter to me.”
You nodded, feeling the sincerity in his words. But there was still a part of you that was hesitant. “Theo, it can’t just be words. I need actions. I need to see that you’re really committed to this, to us.”
He tightened his grip on your hands, his eyes never leaving yours. “I know, and I want to prove it to you. I’m going to make more time for us—whether it’s studying together or just spending quiet evenings by the fire. I’ll listen when you talk, and I’ll appreciate every effort you make, even the ones I was too blind to see before.”
Theo’s voice softened, and he leaned in closer. “I’ll be more present, I promise. No more letting Quidditch or schoolwork come before you. You’ve always been my priority, Y/N, even if I haven’t shown it enough. That’s going to change.”
You could see the determination in his eyes, and it gave you hope. Theo was willing to put in the work, to make sure you felt valued and loved. “I believe you, Theo,” you said quietly, your heart finally beginning to lighten. “I just need to see that you mean it.”
He nodded, his expression earnest. “You will. I’m going to do everything I can to make this right. I’m not perfect, and I know I’ll mess up sometimes, but I’m not going to stop trying. You deserve the best, and I’m going to do my best to give that to you.”
As he pulled you into his arms, holding you close, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Theo was ready to change, and he was ready to fight for your relationship. You knew it wouldn’t be easy, but with his promise and your willingness to work through it together, you felt like things were finally moving in the right direction.
“I love you, Y/N,” Theo whispered against your hair. “And I’m going to spend every day showing you just how much.”
You smiled, leaning into his embrace. “I love you too, Theo. I’m looking forward to seeing that.”
And in that moment, with his arms wrapped around you and his words filled with sincerity, you knew that things would be different. Theo was committed to changing, and you were ready to give him the chance to prove it. Together, you could build something even stronger—a relationship where both of you felt valued, appreciated, and deeply loved.
Harry potter writing prompt
Something happens at the Dursley, maybe Harry just gets sick and tired of they're treatment, and Harry ends up calling CPS (Child Protective Services) and he ends up getting taken out of the Dursleys care, now the thing is no one in the wizarding world knows this no one knows that he's now living with a Foster parent (maybe the Foster parent is a squib or is a mother/father of a muggleborn (the muggleborn being an adult by now) same thing with his social worker) the social worker (and maybe the foster) need to speak to the school about harrys case so at the beginning of the new school year Harry gets sent to hogwarts with a letter for Dumbledore from his social worker, so at some point Harry goes to Dumbledore's office and maybe he interrupts a meeting with a couple of the professors and gives Dumbledore the letter (assuring him that both his Foster and social worker are squibs/mothers/fathers of muggleborns) and at some point the whole school finds out.
✨🎃Hogtober Day 17: Hogsmeade🎃✨
Sunset and Pizza
Day 18- Hogsmeade @hpdestress
Harry buried them under the invisible cloak again, Huffing under his breath.
" when I said we should go on a date in Hogsmeade this is definitely not what I meant " Draco grumbled under his breath but close enough for Harry to listen.
" Oh would you like me to take the veil off and walk off like a bride " Harry sarcastically responded.
Draco almost wanted to laugh but he didn't "well these are the results of you face planting in your broom, not anywhere else but over it "
" How was I supposed to know that Someone would be out in the fucking cold at midnight in the quidditch field watching me. I thought it was only you and me " Harry rolled his eyes and took a a sharp turn avoiding everyone else.
" Well Darling of course you have creepy stalkers following you every hour of everyday. You're Harry Potter, the boy who apparently doesn't die " Draco controlled his laughter again but a look from Harry and he was biting his palm to not release any sound.
" You think you're so funny- Well guess what my dear love, you're not " Harry narrowed his eyes at Draco and walked ahead again.
After a while of Draco cracking jokes up, he fell silent and just followed Harry as they walked deeper into Hogsmeade and towards the cliff apparently only Harry knew how to get to.
" How far is it ?" Draco groaned
" well if you weren't walking like a baby and making jokes about me half the trip we would've already been there " Harry replied distantly
" What did I tell you about your sarcasm- sometimes it hurts " Draco pouted.
Harry almost took him seriously but looking at his fake pout he rolled his eyes again " Says the one who's existence runs on being mean "
Draco scoffed, mumbling something under his breath which Harry chose to ignore and finally he was able to lift off the invisibility cloak when they reached a safer radar out of people's sight.
" We there yet ?" Draco asked again.
Harry took 5 more steps and announced " we're here "
Draco followed behind him and finally reached a small tent Harry had assumably set up before they came here with fairy lights dangling inside and a box of Pizza which Draco have grown into loving and blankets to keep themselves warm.
Draco intertwined their fingers tighter and went into the small tent, sat down along with Harry facing Hogsmeade from atop.
" I never knew Hogsmeade looked this beautiful from upside. Christmas makes it look even more beautiful " Draco smiled.
Harry smiled back at him and cast a small heating spell over the pizza and agreed " I discovered this place back in 4 year when nobody wanted to believe that I didn't put my name in that stupid fire. It bought me peace "
" Yeah- I remember envying you until the damned red eyes snake lived under my roof and basically played oujia board with his actual snake "
Harry laughed out loud, shaking his head " Do you even know what an oujia board is ?"
" Who cares- it's not like he was doing a kitty party with the death eaters dressed up in pink dresses " Draco joked, smiling himself.
Harry chuckled " He could've matched his pink with Umbridge "
Draco chuckled then after while of simply smiling at Harry, he said " Thank you for this"
" Don't mention- Pizza ?"
They sat there eating Pizza in the cold with the heating spell bringing them warmth and small jokes that they cackled with each other and enjoyed watching the hustling of the students down there. It was weird in its own how they landed up together and a story for other day, but even if they were pretty much the worst boyfriends the history had ever known, they were still pretty perfect for eachother and that was the most they could ever ask for. So what if instead of sugar coating and sweet talking they made of fun of each other and embarrassed them, so what if they didn't have the perfect first date, or what if they still get weird around each other, the most that mattered was this moment, that thing's that made the moment possible and this was possibly the best they could ever have.
Draco finally rested his head against Harry's shoulder as the sun had started settling and the students had started departing back to Hogwarts " This is pretty perfect isn't it ?"
" pretty or perfect ?" Harry countered
" No Harry- pretty perfect- it's a phrase-"
" how can it-"
" Nevermind I tried-" Draco groaned.
Harry laughed softly and kissed the top of his head, wrapping his arms closer to Draco's body " This is pretty perfect"
Draco smiled and nuzzled his face into Harry's neck.
It was pretty perfect, being with the best version of perfect they could ask for and the Beautiful sunset, yeah it was pretty perfect.
Day 17 - Lavender || Day 19- sweetest memories
HP DE-STRESS DECEMBER REQUEST OPEN
MASTERLIST
Hogsmeade:
Remus: *makes weird sign with hand*
Sirius: *makes an even weirder sign back*
Peter: What are they doing?
James: They came up with a secret language when they aren’t on speaking terms.
Remus: *aggressively makes sign and stops foot*
Sirius: YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW REMUS!!!!
sirius: re, do you want to go to hogsmeade with me?
remus: what so we can hold hands and drink butterbeer together and gaze lovingly into each others eyes?
remus: on second thought yes i would like to go with you.
A Trip to Hogsmeade
After a particularly long and grueling mission, Laswell manages to secure a month long leave for the 141, as well as Alejandro, and König. Of course, they were happy to hear that they’d have a long time to unwind, but they didn’t know how to occupy that much time! They’re soldiers, they’re not used to having that much free time. As for you, you kept on top of your studies, so you had a few days free to offer a great way to start their leave: a trip to Hogmeade, the only all-wizarding village in Scotland! Naturally, they were excited to not only see more of the Wizarding World, but also to spend more time with you! What could be better?
Price
He was blown away at the sight of everything. Seriously, it’s like going back in the past with all these stone buildings! This man would seriously nerd out over the history of the village.
“This place served as the wizards’ headquarters during the Goblin Rebellion. Wait, you guys have goblins?”
He loves the Three Broomsticks. He loves a good pint and he’s been to A LOT of sketchy bars and powered through them for the sake of good beer, but the smell of goats that’s synonymous with the Hog’s Head is where he draws the line. “No beer in the world is good enough to stand that smell.” Plus, the butterbeer is absolutely delicious.
Also, he loves the Three Broomsticks because it’s very welcoming. He sees his boys enjoying themselves, laughing, and cutting up, it warms his weary heart. They get dirty so the rest of the world can stay clean, but it’s hard to keep fighting when it seems like all there is to life is the mission and the only thing to look forward to is death. Here, they’re not soldiers, they’re just men having a good time.
When it’s time to leave, he brings back half a dozen barrels of butterbeer for him to take home. He can get a good pint anywhere back home, but the best butterbeer is only found at the Three Broomsticks. You also bought him a quick-quotes quill from Scrivenshaft’s Quill Shop so he can write reports and paperwork without having to do any writing. The face he made when you told him made your heart skip a beat. But, his most important souvenir is a group picture taken back at the Three Broomsticks; it’s enchanted, so it’s like a moment of time captured within a frame. He keeps it on his desk at all times.
Gaz
He looks like a kid in a candy store when you arrived at Hogsmeade. “Everyone here is a wizard?” He looks at every store you pass by with fascination.
Also, speaking of being in a candy store, he absolutely loses his mind when you show him Honeydukes. Like, the minute you walk through the door, his jaw literally drops to the floor. The sight of candy packed into every corner of the store nearly sends him into a coma.
He sees the dozens of boxes of chocolate frogs for sale and he gives you the most irresistible puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen. You buy as many boxes he can carry so he try to complete his collection.
He also loves the Sprintwitches Sporting Needs store. He fell in love with a Thunderbolt VII that was on display and exchanged all the money he had for the galleons needed for you to buy it. Despite him saying it was yours, you told him that your money bought it, so it was his to keep and whenever he wanted to go for a ride, you would drop everything so he could fly on it. He keeps it proudly displayed in his room back on base, above his bed. Soap is totally jealous.
When you leave, he has dozens of chocolate frogs, sugar quills, a gallon of rocky road no-melt ice cream, and the Thunderbolt VII, which is the best souvenir.
Ghost
“So, an all-wizarding village? Impressive.” On the outside, he keeps his usual indifferent attitude, but on the inside, he’s excited. An entire village full of magic.
While Price avoids the Hog’s Head, he heads straight into it and orders a firewhisky, loving the unique burning sensation that comes as it hits the back of his throat. You try to convince him to leave since the smell is strong enough to be smelled from the outside, but he just shrugs and keeps drinking.
He later asks if there’s anything you can do to get the smell out of his clothes and cast several spells that make the smell disappear and he thanks you.
He later gets kicked out when he breaks a witch’s hand after she called you a Mudblood. Aberforth kicks him out to appease his other customers, but gives him an approving nod and a few bottles. He later joins the rest of you at the Three Broomsticks, deflecting all Soap’s questions for leaving. “Price needs help babysitting you idiots. And Merlin’s too young to be a chaperone.”
He honestly couldn’t care less about souvenirs. Sure, the free bottles of firewhisky are great, but he wasn’t looking for useless trinkets to have to drag back home. Of course, you couldn’t let him walk away with nothing and bought him a custom made balaclava that can not be torn by non-magically means. “That’ll save me a fortune on masks. Thanks, kid.” Under his mask, he’s blushing.
Soap
Come on, you know this guy lost his ever-loving mind when you arrived. Like, it took Price AND Ghost to restrain him. “Johnny, for fuck’s sake, people are staring!” “But that place is an owl post office, LT! Owl post office!”
Finally, after five minutes, he finally calmed down enough to be let go, but he was still so excited that he grabbed and dragged you to each shop and had you explained what it sold. “You have a wand shop here, too?! Can we go in?!”
When you showed him Madam Snelling’s Tress Emporium, he had his mohawk touched up. Of course, he couldn’t resist to have something magical done to it. He walked out with his hair charmed with a variation of Colovaria, allowing it to change colors on its own. Price and Ghost their heads while Gaz goes in to do the same thing.
You already know his favorite store is going to be Zonko’s Joke Shop. As soon as you tell him that there’s a store that sells magical prank and joke items, he has you show him the way, leaving the rest of your friends behind. If you thought he was bad when you first showed up, he somehow gets worse at Zonko’s. He spends a good hour in their, going over everything for sale before walking out with armfuls of dungbombs, frog spawn soap, and a nose-biting teacup he was going to give Laswell (you later bought two sneakoscopes to give to Price and Ghost to help avoid Soap’s tricks going too far. You also promise to take Soap to Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes for even more joke items.
Soap later finds out that his joke items are just as valuable in the field as they are off it. Enemies are easy pickings when they’re hacking away from the smell of a dungbomb, or it’s easy to sneak past guards when a bunch of frogs appear from out of nowhere.
He leaves Hogsmeade with so many joke items, it’s not even funny. He also helped himself to some candy from Honeydukes. Him and Gaz trade cards on the way home.
Alejandro
He’s awestruck when you arrive and Rudy has to bring him back to reality. “Dios mio. This village is amazing…”
He’s ecstatic like Soap, but he’s refined like Ghost; he keeps his excitement under control. He follows you down each street and listens to what you say, and if he asks questions if he has them. “And here we are at the Hogsmeade Post Office. Here, people can send and receive mail and packages via owls.” “Can you send mail anywhere using owls?” “Yes, magical owls are able to send mail to anywhere in the world.”
Him and Rudy go crazy at Honeydukes. Growing up, they didn’t have the chance to get candy whenever they wanted like their friends, so now they have the opportunity to get as much candy as they want. Alejandro’s favorite candy is the Fizzing Whizzbees, he loves to feel lighter than air for a few minutes while Rudy is crazy about no-melt ice cream; seriously, he gets triple scoops of different flavors.
They would pop into the Hog’s Head, but just long enough to buy a bottle of firewhisky to take home. After they have the bottle, they leave. “That smell… it’s not of this world…” After that, they’ll spend the rest of the trip at the Three Brromsticks
They would take home the bottle of firewhisky, several types of candy from Honeydukes, a few hiccouch sweets from Zonko’s, and a barrel of butterbeer, but that was Rudy’s decision. “Rudy, hermano, we don’t have the room for it…” “We’re make the room, damn it! Just, help me roll it…” You help by casting Reducio to make the barrel small enough to be put in a pocket.
König
This man was a bit overwhelmed when you first arrived, and understandably so. You talk him down from his mini panic attack, give him a calming drought you packed just in case, and gently led him down the streets. “Thank you, maus. This village is quite nice.”
If you decide to use this trip to stock up on your potion ingredients, he’ll 1000% carry the basket you fill up. He also loves it when you explain what each ingredient is and what it’s used for. Also asks if he can brew a potion by himself. Please let him, he’ll do a good job, he swears.
I can see him choosing Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop as his favorite shop in Hogsmeade. It’s away from the noisiest part of the village, it has a very calming atmosphere inside, and the tea is absolutely delicious. His favorite is a tea that’s enchanted to show the drinker’s happiest memory after a single sip. His is when he first joined KorTag and met Horangi, his best friend and the only one who believed he could become a sniper.
Of course, you had to tell him that the tea shop was known for being a popular place for dates. Fortunately, he wore his hood and it hid the nuclear red blush that covered his face. “A date! I mean, I would love to go on a date with you, maus! If we were dating! And I would be honored if you wanted to date me!”
After the incident, he starts to have daydreams about going on a date with you…
When it’s time to go home, he has a fancy teacup and several bags of that “memory tea” from the tea shop, a few pumpkin pasties from Honeydukes, and a collapsible cauldron from Ceridwen’s Cauldron so you can teach him how to brew his own calming drought.
harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban (2004).
Christmas throughout the years
🎄 ⚡ ✨ (1991—1997)
i solemnly swear that i am up to no good. HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN (2004) dir. alfonso cuarón
Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow.