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All right, hear me out, hear me out. What if- dancing in the ballroom with Lorenzo after the Yull ball is over, yet the music is still playing. Specifically the song Waltz of The Flowers is playing in the ballroom as you two dance around, moving in such a swift motion it looks enchanting. Him spinning you around and placing you back down on your feet, your hands on his shoulders, laughing and giggling while spending this night with him.

“Giving you all my love, all my love.”- Lorenzo Berkshire Headcannons!!

• He was someone else. Different from his friends, different from the stereotypes, different from his family. A warm hearted boy who caught your heart. Bringing a sweet or lolly to a friend just to see that small smile or a little head nod with a very soft ‘thank you, Lorenzo.’

• He tries in his classes, but never can do well. He tries and tries, the best he’ll get is a C. But he is doing his best, and with you around and his friends, he strives to work harder.

• He falls into his friends. The soft, loving boy you met had slowly washed away, turning into a boy who had forgotten about you, went out of his way to keep tally’s on girls he was with, skipping, failing, getting into drugs and alcohol, going to parties and all.

• He wanted to go back, he truly did. But this was his his life now. Some of his habits he stopped, drinking and going to parties. He had found you, wanting to talk and make up.

• He had believed in the myth of meeting someone again for the second time. This was his second time, and he can’t lose you even if it kills him.

• It had taken awhile for you to trust him and for things to go back to normal, but it all fell in place as time went on. You guys got back together, force Lorenzo to go to class, study and try again. He stooped, for you.

• Now that he had you back again, he cannot lose you again.

‘Think it took it too far, when I sold you my heart.’- Draco Malfoy @riu-riu

“Wait, what?” Their question was so random from the conversation you were just having, it caught you off guard. “Draco. Do you like him?” Your friend had asked again, this time peering up from their plate for a few moments before looking back down and stabbing a piece of food before taking a bite.

You had paused, calculating their question and how to respond. It was true, you had. But nobody had known, love wasn’t a topic that had been commonly discussed. Well, not until the ball’s, the dances and the holidays had been coming up. Picking up your glass, taking a sip and setting it down, you had answered.

“I think he is a good person. Quite charming but has flaws.” You say, poking something on your plate with your fork, but never bringing it to your lips. “I have a few classes with him, and he’s really smart.” You trail off, never noticing the small smile that was plastered on your face. “Sometimes him and his friends will risk their futures in this school to make the class laugh! Or how he’ll score a goal in quidditch like nothing!” You had went on and on, talking only about his charming qualities, never his flaws.

Your friends had made eye contact with each other, smiling ear to ear. “Huh. You’ve got a crush on Malfoy.” Your brunette friend had spoken, seemingly in a mocking tone. She had giggled, though you had only seen it as a gesture of excitement. You were wrong.

That giggle wasn’t out of excitement, but out of power. Your little confession had been passed around Hogwarts like wild fire. Every house, year, teacher, anything you could’ve thought of had known. Even worse, Draco. He had went from never looking in your direction or acknowledging you to dirty glares across the class room or great hall.

His eyes would piece through you, as if you had placed a spell on him and had cursed his family for years. His friends would do the same. Glares, mocking, laughing, pointing, teasing.

A few weeks had passed and the joking and mocking had went down. Finally your life went back to normal, or you thought. The sound of glass clinking loudly and boys and girls cheering is what caught your attention. Draco, standing on a clear spot on the table, looking as if he was preparing a speech. You friends had laughed and looked at you, smiling. They might have known your crush on Draco, but not what was planned.

“Excuse me for a moment. As many of you have heard about the certain someone who had taken a liking to me, I’d like to say a few things.” He says, looking at you and your friend group. “Me and this girl are not dating and as a matter of fact, I would never date this girl. She is ugly, disgusting, stupid and frankly nothing any guy would look for in a woman.”

He finishes off with his last statement. “And if one ever catches me with a women like her, you have my full permission to slap everything and anything out of me.” He was done, stepping down as everyone had laughed and clapped, cheering on his name as they clapped and slammed on the tables like a ritual.

Frozen you were, still as a statue. Your friends had stared with blank expressions, their faces going one shade lighter after his speech. There was nothing you could feel. Embarrassment, sadness, anger, shame, guilt. Nothing, it was a open, white canvas.

‘Better luck next time.’- Adrian Pucey Headcannons!! @riu-riu

• He really likes brunettes or dirty blondes for some reason. Maybe cause their hair color is close to his, maybe?

• He is a early bird. Whenever the Gryffindor quidditch team isn’t practicing, he’s on the field early in the morning, just staring out at the cloudy sky as the clouds get darker and darker.

• He hates cheaters. In any type of way- school, games, relationships. Anything, he feels like things need to be earned, not cheated to get.

• Most likely loves warm scents such as cinnamon rolls and caramel or fruity scents like strawberry and peach.

• He likes to cuddle- you just can’t tell. He likes the be the big spoon or having his arms wrapped around you in a protective way. He loves you and needs to make sure you’re safe with him.

• Adores the smell of cashmere during the winter season. Walking into your dorm just to get a scent of a cashmere candle you have lit, he’ll be in there for hours.

• If your bed have those fluffy, white ruffled blankets with fluff pillows and many other pillows, he is set. He comes back from practice, showers in his dorm before packing his little over night bag (school supplies and his uniform) and heads down to your dorm to sleep in your bed.

Mattheo Riddle had thought of you in many different ways. How you were one of his best friends. That you would always be by his side. What you looked like in green. What you would look like in his tie as i makes you look at yourself in the mirror as tears filled your eyes. How you would always take note for him when he skipped of fell asleep in class. What you would be like if you were his girlfriend.

Theodore just adores pulling you in by your neck or tie to give kisses. Walking away to go to class and here he is grabbing you by the back of your neck to give you a kiss till you can’t breathe only for him to let go and kiss the top of your head before walking off as if he didn’t do a single thing to you. He is sinful and he knows it.

Professor!Tom Riddle would 100% fuck you on his desk for multiple reasons. You did well on a test of his? A reward for trying so hard! You’re doing poorly in his class, he’s making you count how many times he had edged you within the past hour. Had to deal with a disrespectful student or parent? He’ll bend you over his desk as he digs your hips into the wood.