ok so you probably noticed that i’ve been distant (lolololol, pun intended) and i’ve been putting off writing part 3 because it wasn’t what i wanted it to be, but i guess i’m just going to have to put up with that. i have make some notes on part 3 and will work on writing it in the next week, so look forward to that! sorry for the delay x

-hannah

lol soz m8s i’ve had A LOT OF WORK but not anymore heheheh! back to writing!!

pctter:

i need to queue posts for the next few days and i would like to find new hp blogs

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• him thinking you look cute in your house colours
  
• “give us a twirl, babe?”
  
• “what? why?”
  
• “you just always look so good in y/h/c.”
  
• him giving you gifts in your house colours
• him talking about your house more than you
• your favourite colour is green because of him
• and his favourite is y/h/c because of you
• him secretly being ok with you not being in slytherin because he thinks you’re too sweet and kind-hearted
  
• but he also really likes the idea of you in a slytherin uniform
• you always sitting with him at the slytherin table for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
• and holding hands under the table
• and snape being ok with it
• but everyone who isn’t friends with you and draco doesn’t like it
• you being such a proud y/h, and draco loves that about you
• him sneaking into your common room in the middle of the night to cuddle with you and make up for the time you didn’t get to spend with each other earlier in the day
  
• and this happens every night
• having a secret knock so you know it’s him
• holding his face and kissing him at the door every time he comes in
• “i like it here, it’s a lot nicer than our common room.”
  
• “why’s that?”
  
• “…you’re in it.”
  
• and draco insisting that you never try and sneak into the slytherin common room because he’d rather him get caught than you
• you both secretly wishing you were in the same house so you could be in the same common room without having to sneak around
• snape knows but doesn’t say anything because he secretly thinks it’s really sweet
• but one time he gets caught by mcgonagall and you spend all night waiting for him to show up
• and he feels super super bad about it but you assure him that it’s completely fine and understandable
• some of the slytherin girls that like draco use your house to make fun of you out of jealousy
  
• but draco shows them and you that it doesn’t matter what house you’re in because he loves you no matter what
• “y/n, babe, you know it literally means nothing to me as to what house you’re in. i love you so much, please stop worrying about it.”
  
• and he knowingly kisses you in front of all the jealous girls
• and none of the boys who like you in your house even think to look at draco because they’re scared of him
• thinking about him whenever you see something with colours similar to slytherin
• you sometimes wearing his slytherin robes because you know he likes it
• and you like it too
• “i mean, it’s a little big on me, but i think it looks good. what do you think?”
  
• “are you wearing my robe… and tie?”
  
• “sorry, you want me to take them off…?”
  
• “for merlin’s sake, no.”
  
• him cheering you and your house on for quidditch matches
• and you doing the same for him and slytherin
• both of you getting disapproving looks from your house mates when you do it
• but you don’t care
• as he’s the slytherin prince, you’re known as the y/h princess
• both being the best of friends since first year even though most people didn’t like it
• when you first started going out everyone thought it wouldn’t last, the main reason being you’re in different houses
• but you’ve been together so long it actually made other students more confident to be in relationships with people from other houses
• “dray, see that cute hufflepuff-slytherin couple holding hands over there? they came up to me earlier and wanted to thank us for giving them the confidence to tell their friends they’re together. isn’t that lovely?”
  
• “not as lovely as you.”
  
• him remembering how happy you were when you were sorted into your house
• both of you finding it silly that eveyone makes such a big deal out of it
• but it makes a good joke from time to time
• the other two houses that have nothing to do with either of you are sick of hearing about you
• all of draco’s friends thinking you’re really chill
• and, as well as him, they don’t care that you’re in y/h
• you prefering his slytherin friends to your few y/h friends
• blaise teasing draco by saying you’re a ‘slytherin at heart’
• but you don’t mind it because you have a secret love and fascination with the house
• but blaise goes on to ask draco ‘what’s it like to f**k a y/h’
  
• “it’s… just… shut up, blaise.”
  
• you secretly wanting him to answer
• “no, draco, what’s it like?”
  
• you wearing his green scarf in public
• mainly because he wanted everyone to know you were together
• you feeling bad for him because of the slytherin stereotype, because he seems really mean and spiteful to everyone else, but to you he’s the sweetest, loveliest and most generous person ever
• you always reassuring him that being in slytherin is a good thing
• because it is
• being the only person in your friendship group who’s not in slytherin
• you joking around and using his house traits to flirt with him
• “quite the bad boy, aren’t you, malfoy?
• “you certainly know what you want, don’t you, draco?
• “going to show your ambition and kiss me, or what?
• “you slick, cunning, little flirt, draco malfoy.”
  
• playing on it even more
• “100 points to slytherin for draco malfoy being the cutest boyfriend ever.”
• “10 points to y/h for trying, y/n.”
  
• “50 points from slytherin for that remark.”
  
• and when he kisses you
  
• “1000 points to slytherin…”

pairing: draco x gryffindor reader

• him being so cautious of even slightly bumping into you, let alone knocking you off your broomstick during a game
  
• him getting mad at his own team players for being rough with you even though you assure him it’s fine and you can handle yourself
  
• “it’s just part of the game, babe. don’t get angry.”
  
• “i know, but-”
  
• “draco, it’s fine. look, i’m ok.”
  
• “alright, but just… be careful.”
  
• “i always am.”
  
• everyone knowing how tough you are but draco still insists you need to look after yourself more when you play
  
• “i know you’re the best player, y/n, everyone does… but you’re still mine, and i still need to protect you.”
  
• you kissing him on the cheek to calm him down after someone makes either him or you lose
  
• him surprising you by buying you the broomstick you’ve always wanted
  
• “well you’ve been going on about this model for ages, so i thought i’d get it for you.”
  
• “draco, you really didn’t have to. this is perfect, babe. thank you so much.”
  
• “anything for you… you deserve it.”
  
• him marvelling at how skilled of a player you are
  
• when you play against slytherin, he still cheers you on even though you’re in a different house
  
• him picking you up after you fall off of your broom
  
• … and giving daggers to whoever made you fall, whether they’re on his team or not
  
• him getting distracted during really important practices/games because he can’t stop looking at you
  
• when he’s watching you on in the crowd he gets everyone to chant your name
  
• being so proud of you whether you win or lose
  
• “you did so great, babe. honestly, you amaze me every time you get on the pitch.”
  
• sneaking off to the quidditch pitch in the middle of the night to have a one-on-one game
  
• … but ending up just chasing each other around on your brooms
  
• him losing the game for slytherin after he goes to help you back onto your broomstick instead of catching the snitch
  
• “dray, what are you doing? you could of won!”
  
• “you were falling, winning’s the least i care about right now. are you alright?”
  
• “as much as i find your consideration super sweet, you really shouldn’t of done that. i’m ok, draco, really.”
  
• “good… i love you.”
  
• “i love you too.”
  
• you sometimes getting mad at him for thinking you can’t take care of yourself in a match
  
• secretly loving how protective he gets of you during a match
  
• meeting before each game you play against each other so that he can tell you how wonderful of a player you are and you can tell him the same
  
• him always coming to watch you practice
  
• … mainly because he wants to make sure everyone knows your his and that no one flirts with you during practice
  
• you becoming really good friends with ron and oliver during gryffindor practice and draco being jealous
  
• “you’re suppose to be practicing quidditch, not pick up lines, weasley.”
  
• “draco, babe, stop. we’re just talking.”
  
• “remember to keep your distance, wood. not only are you on the same team but that’s my girl you’re-”
  
• “dray! stop it.”
  
• you never really being able to talk to a male team mate without him making himself known
  
• “there’s my girl. just thought i’d come by to wish you luck.”
  
• “babe, i just saw you. 15 minuets ago.”
  
• “… even more luck then.”
  
• him letting you catch the snitch even though he knew that meant his team losing
  
• him being secretly terrified of you during a game where you’d play each others teams
  
• you secretly being jealous of the attention he’d get from slytherin girls
  
• “everything alright, babe?”
  
• “fine, draco… fine.”
  
• “what?”
  
• “nothing… i see you’ve got a few fans over there.”
  
• “and you’re jealous, are you?”
  
• “pssh, please.”
  
• … then you making him kiss you in front of them
  
• “i’m your number 1 fan, draco, just remember that.”
  
• going to the three broomsticks together after each practice
  
• … and him insisting on paying every time
•  him and ron holding you on their shoulders after you catch the winning snitch
• all of the girls being jealous of how supportive he is of you
  
• snape having to keep an eye on him during big games so that he doesn’t use magic against someone who might hurt you
  
• him thinking you’re really badass when he watches you practice
  
• him thinking it’s cute when you get pissed at someone from the opposite team
  
• “y/n, you know you’re the best player in gryffindor, don’t waste your time thinking about one small match… besides, you’re adorable when you’re angry.”
  
• “shut up.”
  
• both being so incredibly proud of each other when you get the positions you wanted after try-outs
  
• more people turning out to the matches you and draco were playing against each other because they wanted to be there if something happened
  
• when you ref for slytherin you let him off or pretend you don’t notice when he should obviously get a penalty, and him doing the same for you
  
• when he refs for gryffindor he sends anyone off who even slightly hurts you
  
• being in the daily prophet together after having an article written about the two of you being the ‘quidditch power couple’
  
• … and in the photo you’re both stood by each other, wearing your quidditch uniforms, holding your brooms, draco’s arm is wrapped around you, and he’s giving you a kiss on the cheek
  
• you and him both keeping a cut out of the article without the other one knowing
  
• him being really mad at blaise for cheering on a slytherin that pushes you out of the way of the snitch
  
• if he loses a game you always know how to cheer him up ;)
  
• … and if you lose, he really knows how to cheer you up
  
• when he can’t be at one of your matches he worries so much about whether you’re ok
  
• you kissing him good luck before every one of his matches
  
• his team mates making fun of him being so gentle with you during practice
  
• both of you being known as the best players in your house
  
• blaise and the rest of his team mates being mad at you for sometimes making him late to practice because you wanted to spend time with him
  
• draco telling them to stop being so grumpy
  
• you feeling really disheartened for him when slytherin loses because you know he tried his best
  
• always walking to practice together
  
• him being mad at the ref if you get sent off
  
• draco always talking about how good of a player you are to blaise after every match or practice
  
• “…i mean, i know i’m bias, being her boyfriend and all, but isn’t she just the greatest player hogwarts has ever had? … and the cutest…”
  
• him getting really angry and argumentative with any teacher that gives him detention when he’s suppose to watch you practice
  
• you doing the same
  
• him thinking you look really cute in your quidditch uniform
  
• … and you sometimes wearing his because you know how much he likes it
  
• borrowing each others brooms sometimes
  
• everyone being extra scared to mess with you during practice or a game because they know not only are they messing with you but there also messing with draco
  
• oliver wood offering to give you extra training only because he wants to maintain your skill but draco getting jealous and protective
  
• when you do train with oliver, draco always gets really paranoid that he’s only doing it because he thinks he likes you
• … and draco coming to ‘pick you up’ after practice with oliver because he wants to make sure he doesn’t flirt with you or that oliver’s not trying anything
• “draco, even if he did like me, which he doesn’t, you know nothing would ever happen between us. i’m only interested in quidditch. and you.”
  
• going on dates to watch ravenclaw play hufflepuff
  
• him thinking it’s really cute when you cheer on your ravenclaw/hufflepuff friends, or get mad and shout at the ref
  
• critiquing matches together
  
• teasing him by saying the ravenclaw captain is better than him
  
• “you know i’m only teasing, dray… but seriously, you might want to think about upping your game.”
  
• “and you might want to think about wiping that smirk off of your face.”
• him being able the get the best seats for you to national and international matches because of his father
  
• knowing each others favourite players
• … but he always says you’re his favourite player
  
• “yeah, krum’s good, but he’s nowhere near as good as you, y/n.”
• “if that were only true…”
• “it is to me.”
  
• you kissing him in front of everyone after he wins for slytherin
  
• “congratulations, draco.”
  
• “thank you, sweetheart.”
  
• the crowd of people around him all ‘woo’-ing and wolf-whistling you both after you kiss him
• you always asking him if you could see the snitch he caught
• him giving you the snitch as a gift because he knew how much you liked it
  
• jokingly asking him to sign your broom after he wins the match
  
• … and he actually does it
  
• … but you secretly quite like it and look at it all the time
  
• quidditch basically just having a big role in your relationship & lives
  
• … and him knowing it’s your dream to become a professional quidditch player and play for england
  
• “i just know it’s going to happen, y/n. you’re the best player i’ve ever seen.”
  

lol this is super long and wasn’t requested but i was bored and thought this was a really cute idea. i want to do more of these types of imagines so expect some of these in the future.
also, i know it’s been a while since i’ve posted. it’s because i’ve been working on part 3 of distant and it’s taking forever to get right, but will hopefully be out later this month. thank you guys for reading my stuff, i really appreciate it :)

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Part 1
Writer notes: I’m so happy that so many of you liked part one. I was so shocked at the amount of notes it got, and the incredibly nice messages some people sent to me about it. I was made aware that I should include a note of word count and some warnings just incase, so I’ve gone back and edited part one to include that, as well as added them to this. Thank you so much for the response to part one, and I hope you like part two :) Also, some people asked me to tag them, so I have at the bottom.
Warnings: Very minor self doubt, heartache and slight intimidation?
Genre: Fluff
Word count: 1,680

It was the day after Snape moved you from Draco - and everything had felt slightly tense since. You didn’t talk to Draco for the rest of the day after what happened, not that it was his fault or you were mad at him in any way, but the comment from Professor Snape had made you question a few things:

‘Does he not like us being friends?’
‘Is it because I’m a Gryffindor?’
‘Does he want me to stay away from him?’
‘Am I bad for Draco?’

‘Am I bad for Draco?’ That one was the hardest to think about. Maybe Snape’s only trying to look after him by placing certain people in his life and taking others out. As much as it felt wrong not to have him in your company for even for a single day, if you had to be the one to be taken out - and that the pretty Slytherin girl would be the one to replace you - then the question of going through any hurt that came with the decision was answered: you would stay away, for his sake. You love him so much, but all you’ve ever really wanted is for him be happy, perhaps he’d be happier with somebody else.

You and Hermione entered the Great Hall, awaiting to have dinner together with Harry and Ron who were running late, but that was okay. Hermione, being the annoyingly lovely person she is, wanted to get there early so that she alone could hear everything about your ‘admiration for Draco’, as she put it. This also meant there were only a few other people in the Great Hall at the time, including Draco. 

You hadn’t noticed him at first, but the Slytherin girl. She was sat with him and his usual entourage, which although you were in your new mindset of trying not to interfere, this seemed odd. It was unlike him to let someone into his world that quickly. You kept your look on them.

She was facing in your direction but didn’t see you enter. It looked as if she was trying force a giggle at something Draco had just said to Blaise - not that it was even meant to entertain her in the first place. Draco was faced the opposite direction and his face couldn’t be seen from your angle, but there was something about the way his body was hunched over; resting his elbows on the table, his left arm keeping his head propped up in his palm, head at a slight tilt to the right - it was different. It was sad. He looked sad.

While you were slowly following behind Hermione, who was busy deciding where to sit along the Gryffindor table, the girl directed her eyes from Draco to you and was now staring at you rather intensely, almost possessively. To this you immediately looked away. Your face became warm in a panic that Draco would see you as well. He did.

“Y/n!” Draco called out, cheerfully, contradicting his seemingly depressed state. Still looking away you pretended not to hear him until he called your name again. “Y/n!” You couldn’t of not heard him this time, he even caught the attention of Hermione.

You turned, offering a polite smile as he was already stood in front of you. He was extremely close to you so that he could only look down at you, and you up at him, but you decided to keep your sight to a near-distance spot on the floor.

“Y/n, are you alright? I didn’t see you after-” He stopped for a few seconds as he looked up from you to Hermione, who was glaring at him from a few feet away, then back to you. He lowered his tone realising who you were with. “…after what happened… yesterday. I was worried about you-”

“I’m fine, Draco.” You interrupted, dotting your eyes from the floor to him, not quite being able to look him in his eyes. “It’s okay, It’s… fine-look, I better go and sit with Hermione.” You said, then only did you look up at him.

It was obvious he was disappointed and confused, but denying to show any of this in front of Hermione he kept his expression blank. You stared into one another’s eyes for a moment before another voice sounded your name.

“Y/n, you coming to sit with us?” You and Draco broke out of the gaze you had created as he cleared his throat and looked away. You lowered your eyes from the tall, white haired boy in front of you to the ginger one whose voice it was interrupting you; Ron. He made himself noticed as he walked by the two of you to join Hermione, both of them stood focused on the two of you as they were deeply concerned. They didn’t want Draco messing with your feelings given the situation you were in, Ron now knowing this because Hermione had informed him last night.

Draco remained close to you - as if he trying to shield you from something. He took a deep breath in through his nose, lightly catching the scent of your hair, and stepped back. You already hated his absence.

“Sorry, Ron.” You said quietly, looking back to Draco. “I’m coming.” You continued, still on Draco, it was almost as if you saying it to him instead. Draco turned slowly and walked back to his seat. He made sure not to look at you.

You were still placed in the same position, but remembered Hermione and Ron were waiting for you so walked down the Gryffindor table and stopped at the seat place opposite Hermione. You didn’t sit straight away, she was still looking at you, the Slytherin girl. She must have seen the whole thing, and she looked displeased about it; just you being close to him. You replied to her look with the same one she was giving you and then lowered to sit by Hermione.

“Are you alright?” The two of them said at the same time, seeming a little embarrassed about it. You gave a sad smile.
“Please,” You then smiled more genuinely “just don’t worry about me. If this is anyone’s problem, it’s mine.”
“It’s okay, you know, if you want to talk about it.” Hermione offered politely as she looked up to you. ‘Tell her. Tell her you love him. Tell her it hurts.’ You thought, considering then to let it all out. Just as you were about to let the words escape your mouth Harry plonked himself down in the empty space next to Ron, startling you all.

“Y/n?” He said, rather surprised. “Y/f/n.” Then stating your name out loud. He coughed, realising that this could be considered rude, and started again. “Forgive me, It’s just, well, you’ve always been known as a good friend of Malfoy’s. I’m sure you wouldn’t be offended if I suggested you were only sat here to spy on me on behalf of him.” His last remark an obvious joke.

“That’s okay, Harry.” You smiled. “Not many of the other Gryffindor’s approve of our-” You stopped, reminded of your decision to stay away from Draco. “friendship.” You finished your sentence, coldly. Harry was polite, so he gave a small laugh. To take the pressure off of you Ron started talking to Harry about some upcoming quidditch game. After what just happened with Draco you weren’t in the mood to eat, leaving you to do nothing but look into the distance; at the door way.

You then noticed Draco and Blaise exiting the Great Hall, pacing quickly. Your eyes widened at the loss of him from your sight, but there was no sign of the girl behind them. A few seconds passed. She then stepped into the doorway you were still fixed on. Your eyes locked with hers.

‘He’ll never be yours.’ she mouthed, stopping between each word just to emphasise them. She couldn’t have said anything else, it was so clear, almost as if you could hear her words inside your head. She smirked and left. Your eyes began to blur, feeling the tears settle in but not yet drop.

“Y/n…” Hermione was concerned, but kept quite so that the boys didn’t hear her. It was then you realised she saw the whole thing. With the glare still over your eyes, humiliated, you got up and scrambled all your things together.
“I have to go.” You whispered, nearly choking on your words.
“No, y/n, stay, please.” Her voice was shaky, unsure of how to handle the situation. You only looked her way once.
“I’ll see you later, okay? I’m sorry.” And with that, you walked away, leaving Ron and Harry without explanation.

You were so eager to find somewhere to catch your breath you were almost running out of the hall. All the features of your face remained still, blank, as you blinked away a single small tear, dropping to the ground. 

Draco and Blaise were stood in the corridor, both with arms crossed and Blaise talking loudly, trying to comfort him over something, though you were so focused on finding somewhere quiet they were oblivious to your sight. Draco saw you dash past behind Blaise, him unaware of you, but Draco kept his focus on your tracks.

Draco stopped Blaise’s pointless rambling, “She was crying.” He said, keeping his stare on you as you got further away.
“Who?” Blaise questioned and turned to see who Draco was looking at.
“Y/n.” Draco said as he left Blaise stood to face the wall, following you.

Hermione trailed after you by a few seconds, causing her and Draco to step into each others view. They both stopped and made eye contact from opposite sides of the corridor. Hermione gave him a disappointed look and turned to walk into the Great Hall, realising she could no longer see you. He turned to where he thought you were, seeing only empty space. He ran to the bottom of the corridor and looked down each pass way; empty. You were no where to be seen.

Some people asked me to tag them for part 2 so: @accio-h0gwarts @elthanin-adhara-black @chi-girl1996 @johnmurphys-sass @princeofsassgard Let me know if I missed anyone. Sorry that it’s a little late! Part 3 will be up very soon! Feel free to message me and let me know if you liked it :)

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i think at this point harry potter has become one of my personality traits

(Source: tessathompsun, via drerry)

Part 2
Writer notes: As I was writing this I realised it’s way longer than I expected it to be, but that’s okay, I think this one’s pretty good, ngl ;)
Warnings: None, I think?
Genre: Fluff 
Summary: You and Draco are best friends, though you’ve always had feelings for him. After Snape moves you away from your usual spot next to Draco in class, in fear of him, a Slytherin, becoming too good of friends with you, a Gryffindor (or if it’s not Slytherin, feel free to change it to Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff). You took this as a warning from Snape and started to distance yourself, doubting he’d ever want to be with you anyway. Things changed, but in the end Draco confronts you as to why you’ve been ignoring him.
Word count: 1,329

It was early morning, and heading towards your second class of the day, you scanned the corridors for a particular tall, light haired figure; Draco. You and Draco were best friends, which seemed unlikely as you were in Gryffindor, but you always enjoyed his company, his wit, charm, not forgetting how funny he could be. And him? He liked the fact that, although he was a Slytherin, you could look past his house, reputation and over-dramatic tendencies and except him for the person he was. He never thought a sweet girl like you would even give him the time of day.

You would never admit it to anyone but you greatly admired Draco, so much that any other person would say you were in love with him, but no one else knew, so perhaps you weren’t… but you were.

As approaching the classroom doors, and assuming you were still quite early as you were the one of the first one’s there, you found him. He was facing the opposite direction to you, staring at the bottom of the wall in front of him. 

“Draco…” you called out quietly, as not to startle him. He was knocked out of his state of daydream by the sound of your voice and then cleared his throat.
“Oh…” He said, and rubbed his right eye with the palm of his hand, “Sorry.” He chuckled lightly, “I was half asleep for a minute there… you alright?”
You let out a small laugh while you answered, being more concerned about him.
“I’m fine, why are you so tired?” He stared at the light grip you had on your books, holding them up to your chest. You waited for his reply, following his eyes.

“Nothing, I just…” he paused “couldn’t sleep.” He was clearly out of sorts.
“Hm, I can tell. Perhaps we can find something for that then. Maybe we could look a bit later for-” You stopped, startled, as you were interrupted by the loud, piercing squeak of Snape unbolting his classroom door and swinging it open.

He stepped out quickly and looked around the few students standing outside, only using his eyes, keeping his chin up. “Enter.” He instructed, slowly breaking up the two syllables and barely moving his lips apart before turning swiftly to walk to his desk.

You were inaudible as you giggled through a sigh and then looked towards Draco. He smiled back at you, almost like he was admiring how you found humour even in the most tense of situations. You were both still amused by Snape’s usual odd behaviour. Whist walking in you squeezed his arm, reassuring him that you’d continue your conversation after class. He gave you a wink, assuring you of the same.

You suddenly went shy, and smiling to yourself, you made your way to the desk at the front of the class that you shared with Draco. Yet, you were interrupted again by Snape.

“Miss Y/l/n, place yourself next to Miss Granger. That will remain your usual seat for the rest of term.” He stood in front of you.
“Professor-” You started your sentence questionably toned, but he interrupted you again for the third time.

“The matter is not up for debate.” He said in the same tone. You looked to Draco as you swallowed a small gulp of air. His eyes were widened, as if he was warning you to do as Snape said, after all he was the only one who knew more of what he was capable of. “Now, Miss Y/l/n.” Snape said, more sternly, as if he was commenting on the moment of silence you and Draco had just spent staring at each other.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to sit next to Hermione, in fact you two were quite good friends, but you and Draco always sat next to each other in Snape’s class. Although you weren’t really allowed to talk, you would help each other with work by pointing at sections of the book, shaking or nodding your heads to confirm the information, and passing notes. It was some of the only quality time you had together.

You huffed, dragged your books off the table, and planted yourself next to Hermione’s seat. Draco had watched you move from the place you stood behind your normal seat to the one the next row on the right and 3 behind. You didn’t notice this, and he was stood behind his seat for a few more seconds looking at you, until he also realised Snape had his eye on him, and he sat down.

Hermione hadn’t turned up yet, but you expected her to be okay with the changes, no one had the seat next to her anyway. You looked up after opening your book and found Snape focused on you from the front of the room, his expression blank.

“Y/n?” Hearing Hermione’s voice from behind, you turned to break the far too long moment of eye contact you shared with the Professor.
“Hermione-”
“Has Snape moved you?” She was puzzled, and glanced at him for a second.
“Yes,” You continued as she took her seat next to you, “and not that I don’t want to sit next to you but… I don’t really understand why.” Looking back up again, he moved his eyes from you to look around the room as more students came in. It seemed as though he was looking for something.
“Yes, it does seem odd. Normally when Professor Snape picks a seating plan he sticks to it.” Hermione added, and you shared a look, clearly both suspicious. 

Nearly everyone had arrived to lesson, and Professor Snape waited to start as he watched the last group of students walk in. Then he announced something quite loudly.
“Miss Virago, please take the seat next to Mr Malfoy.”

‘Who?’ You thought. You’d never really seen her, and by the look on his face, neither had Draco as he turned to look at her. She did as she was instructed. You looked to see her walk from behind you. Her tie was green and silver; a Slytherin, and her face quite preen.
“Who is that?” You whispered to Hermione, sounding hurt.
“I don’t know, but she’s rather pretty, isn’t she?”
You also thought this, and replied sadly “Yes, I suppose she is.” Hermione saw how you were gazing at the two of them, the dark-eyed girl now giving Draco a polite smile, and then realised why your tone was so blue.
“I mean, for a Slytherin.” She added.
You gave her a sad smile, trying to thank her for her efforts to cheer you up. It was obvious that she now knew how you felt towards Draco but you didn’t mind. Hermione wasn’t the sort to tell anyone of this.

You looked back and didn’t take your eyes from Draco and the girl for a few seconds until Snape walked towards your desk, which you didn’t notice until he very quietly spoke.
“Miss Y/l/n, suppose you and Mr Malfoy not waste time being demonstrative towards one another you might presumably get some respectable work done.”

He was staring down at you. Hermione had her head down, pretending to read as she listened in on Snape’s remark. You narrowed your eyes in on him, but trying to intimidate the most intimidating teacher in the whole school was no use. He turned and walked back to the front of the class. Draco watched the whole encounter.

Hermione passed you a small note under the table, so as not to be noticed by Snape. It read:

‘If you’d like to sit with us for dinner, you can. And you can talk to me about anything, if you’d like.’

You mouthed a ‘thank you’ to her and she nodded. When class was over you left with Hermione. Not saying anything to Draco. Not even glancing at Professor Snape for a second. You just got up and left.

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Hi everyone, this is my first published story on my blog. This is a subtext to what happens to a girl (Y/N) when she returns to Hogwarts after she never thought she would, the ‘after story’ if you will. I am currently writing the story that this subtext belongs to, so this will be the second to last piece of text on this main story. There are loads of notes of planning I’ve put into this story, which I love so much and can’t wait to write. I hope you enjoy this subtext and want to know more about the story behind it, which will be out shortly.

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Everything was quite relaxed at Hogwarts, and the weather matched it. It was sunny, and whilst walking though the corridor, past the open arches, it was noticeable that the light spilled out over the scenery quite pleasantly, and brought a yellow shine to the greenery by twinkling though though the trees. It was simple, but still admirable, and obviously noticeable, as the arch beams caused shadows, hiding the brightness and flickering into the eyes when traveling from room to room. It was the kind of tempting scenario where one would have to squint to avoid becoming blind, but one still took that risk as this type of thing didn’t happen that often in winter.

Once the end of the corridor was meet Hermione and Y/N stood at the doors to the Gryffindor dormitory that they were going to be sharing this year. After the Christmas break, the two friends had seen each other for the first time since Y/N left Hogwarts. She’d attended the school previously, but left a few months from the end school year. It was obvious that she missed being there just by the look on her face, the way that she gazed at every piece of artwork and furniture around her, it made Hermione wonder why she ever left. It looked to Hermione almost as if Y/N thought she’d never come back.

That question had also been thought previously by her 5 other old friends; Harry, Ron, Ginny, Nevel and Luna. Hermione had told her that they’d find them at dinner, to which Y/N seemed excited but at the same time hesitant.

“Wow.” Y/N whispered. She looked at the ground with a sad smile, scratching the back her neck. “It feels… so good to be back… here, you know?” She continued, a bit louder this time but with a hint of sadness.

“Are you ready?” Hermione looked towards the same spot on the ground as Y/N.

“…Yes” Y/N replied, after looking up at the door and inhaling quickly.

The door creaked with the unbolting of the lock and matched the tone if the old hinges rubbing together. “Our second to last year. Seems to have all gone so quickly, hasn’t it?” Asked Hermione. Y/N only hummed, but enough to assure Hermione she was listening, and had rather agreed with her point.

Both girls looked across the four beds, two on either side of the room at an angle, so the mattresses made a sort of squished ‘X’ shape. In the centre of the ‘X’ were 4 tall wooden oak beams around a metal box. It was what could only be assumed as the wood burner.

As only two of the beds were ones close to the windows, the two girls gave each other a knowing look before letting go of the tension that had been previously built up to run towards the two beds they wanted the most. Hermione jumping, ending up in a cross-legged position and bouncing on the bed a few times. Y/N thought this was funny, and the two giggled at Hermione’s child-like behaviour, she then followed and imitated her friends silly dive onto the covers.

They continued to laugh, sat up on the beds, whilst looking out of the window to the sun, which seemed to be setting with every second that passed. Hermione broke her smile and fiddled with the little bit of loose fabric coming from the top of her sock.

“I don’t really know if I should ask but… none of us really knew why you left.’ She looked at her friend, now blankly staring out of the window. ’Why did you?”

Y/N let out a long breath. “I know. I’m sorry. I-‘ She got up to get her bag from the end of the bed she had seemingly now claimed. ‘There’s something I wanted to show you.” She pulled out a pale blue painted picture frame and handed it across the window-wide gap between the beds to Hermione.

“I don’t understand’ Hermione starred at the four figures in the photo, one of them being Y/N. ‘Who are these people?”

“The two next to me are my parents. Joel and Leena… Verum. The girl on the far left is my older sister. Jenna, Jenna Verum.” She lent forward and gave Hermione a small smile.

Meanwhile Hermione was baffled. “Y/N, I don’t understand.”

“I’m muggleborn.” She let out, slightly smiling. It was clear this was the only way she knew how to approach the situation without it seeming so sad to her. After what had happened. After lying to her best friends.

“I still don’t understand.” She said, looking up from the frame, concerned and confused.

Y/N stood up again, stood in place for a second to let out another breath. She thought to herself ‘This is going to be one of the hardest things to let them know, it’ll have to be done right.’ Taking the picture from Hermione carefully, and placing it in her bag she walked towards the door frame.

“Gather Ron, Harry, Ginny and Nevel. I’ll go and get Luna, meet me in the common room in 10 minuets’ She threw her bag over her shoulder ‘I have something I need to tell you.”

And with that she left. Hermione was baffled beyond words, but realised what she had been asked and did as Y/N told her.