Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
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Summer At The Burrow (Completed)
Introduction
Author’s Note
Chapter 1: The Journey to The Burrow
Chapter 2: Hidden Letters
Chapter 3: Ron’s Return
Chapter 4: Nighttime Conversations
Chapter 5: A Morning Surprise
Chapter 6: The Quidditch Match
Chapter 7: Girl Talk
Chapter 8: Aphrodite’s Push
Chapter 9: Mistakes and Love Potions
Chapter 10: You Would Be Fine
Chapter 11: Spell It Out
Chapter 12: Long Overdue
Chapter 13: Always Want You
Chapter 14: A Magical Ending and a New Beginning
Acknowledgements
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So I just figured I’d share with you all two of my favorite bath/bedroom clutters c:
105 Functional Body Cleansers & Cosmetic Clutter
Draco Malfoy x Reader (past harry x reader)
SUMMARY: Draco fucks Y/N to prove a point to Harry who he knows is hiding in the storage compartment above, watching the whole thing.
REQUESTED: first of all, i absolutely love your writing!!! ok so you know how on the train in sixth year harry was spying on draco in the compartment? what if draco and y/n have sex in front of him while he’s still under the cloak and draco is like “put on a show.” 👀 i’ve been thinking about this nonstop for days @sapphicnoodle69
WARNINGS: dirty talk, public sex, choking, oral (both receiving), slut shaming, probably more idk
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“Hogwarts,” Draco scoffs, a sneering look on his face as he fiddles absentmindedly with his fingers on the table in front of you, “what a pathetic excuse for a school. I think I’d pitch myself off the Astronomy Tower if I thought I had to continue for another two years.”
You frown from where you’re leaning your head on his shoulder, your senses consumed by Draco. All you can smell is his expensive cologne and the peppermint of his shampoo, the smooth material of his suit’s blazer brushing your cheek as you stare across at Pansy and Blaise. They look equally as confused as you do. Draco hadn’t been the same since his father had been sent to Azkaban, all thanks to Harry Potter, Draco had said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Pansy questions.
“Let’s just say, I don’t think you’ll see me wasting my time with Charms class next year,” Draco mutters bitterly.
Blaise snickers lightly and Draco’s eyes snap to him in an instant– venomous and daring. It’s the kind of cold look that anybody would dread getting from a Malfoy.
“Amused, Blaise?” Draco sneers, “We’ll see just who’s laughing in the end.”
You miss the tiny metallic clanging noise from above your heads, and so do Blaise and Pansy from where they’d sending you questioning looks, as if you should know why your boyfriend’s suddenly acting like the four of you haven’t spent the past six years exchanging all your secrets and hanging out at any free moment you may have.
Draco knows who’s there. Your ex-boyfriend. His enemy. Harry Potter. He pisses Draco off even more with the way he always stares at you. It gives Draco an idea.
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