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Use NRaas Master Controller to remove items from inventories of the inactive sims and families you don’t play with. 

Go to Master Controller -> Town -> Object Stats -> Inventory and delete the items you don’t want to stay. You can delete books that inactive sims have in their inventories, musical instruments and - most important - cars that get stuck.

You can see how many books are unnecessarily taking space. Removing just the inventory items in my game deleted over a 1,200 items and the game runs super smooth now. 

Just remember not to remove items your family has and wants to keep. For example, do not remove the cell phones for obvious reasons.

꧁Cottagecore & Cozy Set꧂

BGC

Cottagecore: 19 items | Cozy: 15 items

Bed is functional and animated!

2k Texture Maps

Meshes and textures by me, some patterns for textures found on pinterest/google.

Mostly low/medium polycount, highest poly is the Ruffle Bed (20k)

 Cottagecore Set🌿🍒 TS3  |  TS4

Cozy Set 💤☁️ TS3  |  TS4

⇟ more info under the cut! ⇟  

꧁Cottagecore & Cozy Set꧂

BGC

Cottagecore: 19 items | Cozy: 15 items

Bed is functional and animated!

2k Texture Maps

Meshes and textures by me, some patterns for textures found on pinterest/google.

Mostly low/medium polycount, highest poly is the Ruffle Bed (20k)

 Cottagecore Set🌿🍒 TS3  |  TS4

Cozy Set 💤☁️ TS3  |  TS4

⇟ more info under the cut! ⇟  

*hears the sequel is out*

Me:

Request:  can you write Draco being protective over hufflepuff!reader? like sticking up for her and worrying about her and overall fluffiness?

On a list of things you didn’t want to do, telling Draco you had a stalker was near the top. It started out innocently enough. The boy was a Ravenclaw a year ahead of you. He was in Draco’s year. He began following you, never saying anything. You took it as a coincidence and never called him out on it. 

Until he confronted you, that is. 

You were walking to the library to meet Draco, when he stopped you in your path. He insisted that you should meet for a Butterbeer in Hogsmeade, and after multiple refusals, began to get hostile. He grabbed your arm tightly, forcing you to stay by him. “Please let me go,” you state calmly.  “Think about it,” he says before throwing your arm. 

You practically run to the library. 

“(Y/N)?” Draco asks. You sit down beside him. “What’s wrong?” You shake your head, tears beginning to form in your eyes. Draco turns to you, placing his hands on either side of you. “Darling, whatever it is, we can fix it.” You nodded slowly, before telling Draco everything. His jaw set and his eyes grew darker the more you told him. 

Draco, as it turned out, was very good at tracking down people based on minimal information. Within 10 minutes, he had found your stalker. 

“Listen here, you rat. If you look at her or even think about her I will personally beat you to a pulp,” Draco spat. “I sure am thinking about her now.” He looked up triumphantly before Draco quickly grabbed his shirt collar and punched him in the jaw.  You watched in shock as the boy quickly pulled out his wand and sent a hex at Draco. Draco blocked it and the two began dueling. Seeing as it was getting nowhere, the boy punched Draco in the face, bursting his lip. 

Draco wiped his lip and threw another punch, quickly disregarding his wand altogether. You were stunned, unable to move. A crowd had gathered and all the attention quickly brought you to your senses. 

You stunned the boy and he dropped to the ground. Draco went to kick him. “Draco, please stop.” You gently placed a hand on his back and he tensed, before loosening.  He looked at you, his hair a mess and lip bleeding. “Let’s get out of here.” 

You took him to your common room as he always seemed calmer there than the Slytherin common room. You entered into the warm Hufflepuff common area and found it practically empty. It was close to dinner and everyone normally headed out early to find a good seat. 

“Here, let me fix your lip.” You pulled the first aid kit off the wall and found a strip of gauze and an alcohol wipe. The two of you sat cross-legged on the small leather couch. Your knees were touching. “Okay, this is going to sting a little bit.” Draco nodded. You placed one arm behind his head and rubbed the alcohol onto his cut with the other. With every small wince Draco gave, you countered with an apology. 

After applying medicated ointment to the spot, you were satisfied with your work. “All done.” Draco gave a half-smile. “I’m sorry that you got hurt.”  “It’s not your fault.” You twist to lean against Draco’s chest, letting out a sigh as his arms wrap around you. “Please tell me if something like that ever happens again.” “I don’t like for you to worry about me.”  “Well, I’m going to worry about you either way, so we might as well make it easier.” 

Overview: Four years have passed since the war and you and Draco are now soon to be married. But as his insecurities catch up to him, he begins to wonder why someone like you would ever want to be with a former Death Eater like him. For who could ever learn to love a beast?

Word Count: About 1,400.

Warning(s): Some fluffy fluff.

Note: Draco x Reader Beauty and the Beast retelling loosely based off of “Something There” (see below).

Draco watched as you twirled around the kitchen of the Malfoy Manor, a sterling silver spoon in hand. In a cozy robe and pajamas, he thought you were quite a sight. His favorite sight in the world, nevertheless.

“One more week,” you sang. “That’s seven more days until we’re married.” After placing your dishes in the sink, you sat down at the dining table next to Draco. “Can you imagine?”

“Seeing as we already live together,” said he, gesturing to the vast interior of the manor, “I quite easily can.”

You nudged him with your elbow. “It’s still not the same. Soon, we’ll be Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy.” You paused. “Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”

Although he replied with a nod, Draco couldn’t help but frown at the sound of his last name. What was once a word he flaunted about and held to the highest esteem had turned into a scarlet letter after the Second Wizarding War.

He furrowed his eyebrows, dragging his spoon along the rim of his bowl. Soon, you would bear the name Malfoy. Malfoy. A name tarnished and sent to Azkaban and back as nothing more than a patch on his parents’ clothing.

And the more he thought about it, the more Draco realized that wasn’t a burden he wanted to share with you. __________

A day passed and Draco still had an unsettling feeling in his stomach. It wasn’t uncommon for him to wear long-sleeved shirts, but now he could hardly bare glancing at his Dark Mark.

Is this what being a Malfoy meant?

“Draco,” you said, climbing into the bed as you stared at his back, “what’s the matter?”

He tucked his hand under a pillow. “Nothing, love. Just tired, is all.”

“I don’t believe you.” He felt the mattress shift ever so slightly as you drew nearer to him. “Before all else, Draco, I am your friend. Before being your fiancée, your girlfriend, your anything– I’m still just your best friend.” You peered over at him, his eyes focused on the wall. “So why on earth would you expect me to believe that lie?”

Sighing, Draco turned on his other side to face you, propping himself up on his arm. He noticed the way you scrunched your nose in concern, a wrinkle appearing between your eyebrows.

“Please, tell me what’s wrong, babe,” you pleaded. Your face softened as you examined his tired eyes, bringing your hand to brush against the cold skin of his face. “Is it the wedding? Are we going into this too soon?”

“No, of course not. It’s not–” He took a deep breath, unsure of what he wanted to say. Draco captured your hand in his, pulling it near his chest. He stroked the calloused pad of his thumb against your knuckles absentmindedly. “If I had to describe you in one word, it would be perfection.”

You quirked an eyebrow, unsure of how to react. “I’m no where near perfect, but– Don’t try to change the subject.”

He let out an indignant chuckle. “I wasn’t finished. I only meant…Just look at yourself and then look at me.”

“I see a witch and a wizard.”

“Funny,” said Draco with a straight face. “But really look. Because when I look at you, I see a compassionate, intelligent woman who fights for what’s right.” His eyes darted to his clothed forearm, the black mark almost visible through his white night shirt. “When I look at myself, I see is a monster. A beast. A coward, at best.”

You stayed silent, Draco’s hand still in yours. “I think your perception is tainted,” you said, withdrawing your hand from his to gently push back at his sleeve. He caught sight of a sliver of his Dark Mark, causing him to wince. Draco saw you reaching for a black marker next to your journal on the nightstand.

You uncapped it, taking hold of his hand.

“What are you–”

You silenced him with a brief kiss on the lips. You sat up and moved his arm onto your lap. “When I see you, Draco, I see someone who shouldn’t be defined by their mistakes.”

Summary: You are in Hufflepuff and one of the kindest people in Hogwarts. When you and Draco go to the Yule Ball together, this shocks everybody.

Author’s Note: I wish there are more Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!Reader imagines. 

To be honest, it was him falling for you. When Snape made you two partners for Potions. Every time he’d insult you, you would respond back with a compliment. With every compliment you gave him, he would blush a little and would start to fall for you. It felt like yesterday he was insulting you.

“Watch out, you clumsy idiot,” Draco said to you.

“You have such nice hair,” You smiled over at him.

“Is that sarcasm?” Draco asked you, seeing if he had push a button.

“No. You really do have nice hair,” You smiled softly. Draco stared at you in confusion. Then it happened again the next day. 

“You’re suppose to put in three elf dust not four! Can’t you focus?” Draco asked you.

“I’m sorry Draco. I’m not as smart as you,” You tell him.

This went on for almost a month. Until Snape separated you both from getting annoyed by you two. That’s when Draco started to miss your compliments. When you were reading by the lake, Draco saw you reading alone. 

“Why so alone? No friends?” Draco asked you. You looked up to look at him.

“I like to be alone. You look nice today, Draco,” you tell him.

“Why do you do that?” Draco asks you confused. 

“What do you mean?” You ask confused.

“You always give out compliments whenever I’m rude to you,” Draco said. 

“Because I like spreading positive compliments. Even if the other person isn’t as nice,” You tell him. Draco stared at you for a while. 

“Well, the Yule ball is coming up, would you like to be my date?” Draco asks you.

“Why? Why me? You hate Hufflepuffs,” You tell him.

“I don’t hate all of them. I like you,” Draco admitted. After he had admitted his feelings for you, this made you smile. 

“You’re cute when you blush,” You complimented. 

During the beginning of the Yule Ball, you ran into your friend Hermione Granger

“Hello, Hermione. You’re looking very beautiful tonight. Your date is very lucky,” You tell her.

“And so is yours. Who is your date anyway?” She asks you.

“Draco Malfoy,” you smile. 

“What?” She asked in shock. 

“It’s alright,” You tell her. 

“How?”

“He asked me by the lake. Oh, there he is. I should be off,” You tell her before walking off. Draco stared at you in shock. You were beautiful. You smiled as you walked downstairs. 

“Hello, Draco,” You smile. 

“You look beautiful,” Draco said. 

“Thank you. You look very handsome yourself. Shall we go?” You ask him. 

“Yes. This way,” Draco said holding his arm out. You held onto him before walking to the Great Hall. You were memorized by the whole scenery that you didn’t notice people’s stares and whispers about you and Draco.

“Is that Y/N with Draco Malfoy?”

“A Slytherin and a Hufflepuff? Never thought I’d see the day.”

“He would’ve been better with someone else.”

“Can you all mind your own business?” Draco almost yelled at the fellow Hogwarts students. They all stopped their whispers but their stares were still on you both. 

“You look cute when you shout,” You smile up at him.

Draco x slytherin weasley!reader Request: draco is secretly dating a Wesley (red head, hand me downs, very obvious except shes a slytherin) and her sister and Hermione are the only ones who know and it accidently gets spilled to her brothers and how they react and all that junk if you wouldn’t mind?! Id love if you did! note: you gave me a prompt and i wrote waaaay more surrounding the story than anyone ever asked of me so idk here you go lol ———————————– Draco bit his lip. Clearly you were a Weasley, with the bright ginger hair and moth eaten hand me down cloak, yet he couldn’t deny you were certainly attractive. More than attractive, if he were being honest. It was rather unfortunate, he felt, that such a wonder could be lost to such a dumb family. He’d watched you from afar for years, but today felt different. Today he wanted to talk to you.

Request: Could I have 40 and 21 (in that order, if you don’t mind) with Draco? Something super angsty please. It can have a happy or sad ending, whatever you think is appropriate, but I feel like having my heart ripped out lmao.

40. “You don’t fucking know how to have eyes for only one person! You always go around with a girl while looking at another!”

21. “No, no. You can yell or punch me, but don’t cry, please don’t cry. I can’t stand seeing you heart broken.“

Part 2

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You were sitting at the Slytherin table, next to Draco, having lunch. It was a very sunny day, indeed, rays of light peering from the windows, but you felt the oppositeーgloomy. Now, you were a rather happy person, you wouldn’t stand people being sad, so you would always find a way to cheer someone up. But today, you weren’t exactly… sad; it was just that Draco kept checking other girls out, which made you extremely mad.

With a loud bang, you tossed your fork and knife on the table, causig a few people to turn around, got up from the table and left with a scoff. You weren’t going to just sit there and watch your boyfriend practically ogle other girls, while his girlfriend was right next to him.

You were halfway through the Entrance Hall, going to your common room, when someone called your name. “Y/N!”

You turn around, boiling with anger. “What?!” you snap.

Draco looks at you confused, not understanding why were you angry with him. “What’s the matter?” He takes a step further, wanting to take you into an embrace, but you pull away. “Y/N?” He frowns.

“Don’t you dare ask me what’s the matter,” you say through gritted teeth. “Because you bloody know.“

“I don’t know what you’re talking about-”

“You don’t know what I’m talking about, really?” You laugh bitterly, almost histerically.

“Look, if there’s something I did, we can talk this through, there’s no need to-” He frowns again, looking at you in confusion.

“You don’t fucking know how to have eyes for only one person! You always go around with a girl while looking at another!” you yell. “And you have the nerve to ask what’s the matter?” By now, you were laughing uncontrollably.

“I-I don’t know what you saw, Y/N, but it wasn’t like that, I swear!” He looks at you with wide eyes.

“Cut the lies, Draco. You think I don’t notice every time we go out you looking at other girls and smirking and all that bullshit?” you ask, but he doesn’t respond, he just looks at the ground. “I just don’t understand, am I not good enough for you? Am I not beautiful enough for you?” you say a lot quieter this time, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. Slowly, the tears fall down your cheeks.

He looks up at you, a sad yet guilty look on his pointed face. “No, no. You can yell or punch me, but don’t cry, please don’t cry. I can’t stand seeing you heart broken.” He tries to reach out to you again, trying to hug you or even touch you, just a sign that you were still here, and that you didn’t shatter just like your heart. “Please, Y/N.” His voice was trembling and you looked up at him, only to see his eyes watering.

“You should have thought about that sooner,” you said coldly, pulling your hand away from his grip and with a last sad look, you left.

Request: You’re probably busy, so no rush, but ohhh my gooooood is there any way you could continue that Draco Drabble? 40 and 21, I believe? Only because you had me hooked and now I want to know more 😱

A/N: a lot of you have asked for part two, so here you go! (after a long time. soz, i just love procrasinating) xx!! you can find part 1 here . also, hope it lived up to your expectations!

It’s been a week. A week since you and Draco broke up (though it wasn’t an official break up) and it was an understatement to say that you were sad. You were devastated, because as corny as it sounds, you truly cared about Draco and believed you were starting to fall in love with him, which apparently, was your greatest mistake.

He hasn’t tried reaching out to you, he thought it was the best to keep distance until he got his emotions in the right place, to figure out whether what he was feeling for you was real and strong enough to try and ask you for another chance. He was tired, really tired, he has spent nights thinking about it, barely sleeping, but what pained him most was seeing you, heart broken. He’d notice the dark circles around your eyes when you’d show up to eat, ー when you’d show up to eat, because the first days you wouldn’t even do that ー he’d notice your eyes red and he just knew you had been crying. And it was his fault. And it made him feel horrible, because as much of an asshole he was to other people, he never wanted to be an asshole to you. He didn’t know why he was doing what he was doing, he just simply didn’t know what commitment was, he never had a serious relationship before and he knew very well that wasn’t an excuse to be a douche. If he came to you with this excuse, he’d have been slapped physically, too. Emotionally, he had already been slapped; the fact that you broke up with him made him feel sad and he didn’t understand that at first. If he did have feelings for you, then why in the world was he looking at other girls?

Draco’s mind was a very strange place, probably that’s why he was an asshole, because he didn’t think much; because he was afraid of his own mind and the dark things that were lying in there.

With that being said, one day, however, he realised what a great mistake he had made when he saw you with someone else.

It was Saturday and you were in the library, reading. Draco, totally randomly, was in the library too, writing an essay he had due Monday. He didn’t know you were in the library, though.

As you were reading, a guy approached you, sitting in the chair next to you and starting talking a bit louder than you should in a library, causing Madam Pince to shush you two up. That caught Draco’s attention, looking up from his paper to see who was upsetting the librarian (just out of curiosity, he was completely bored, so anything was a distraction) and saw you. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of you, but then he saw another person next to you, hugging you and talking to you. He frowned, suddenly feeling like he wanted to punch that guy in the face. Were they friends? Obviously, they were more than that as they were sitting so close to each other and hugging. Did she move on that quickly? He wouldn’t blame her, he was horrible with her, but something about you being with anyone else made Draco’s heart sink. A week ago he was hugging you, he was kissing you, he was your boyfriend. Now, you two wouldn’t even talk.

But if he didn’t have strong feelings for you, would he be this jealous? Was it because he wanted all the girls for himself? Clearly not, he wasn’t that obnoxious. But the sight of you with another guy, made him really realise what he lost.

And it was time he got you back. Or, at least, tried.

During class, he kept glancing at you while you tried to do your potion, you tried to do it perfect. He smiled at how you sighed dramatically and pouted everytime you got it wrong; she was really cute, Draco thought.

After Potions ended, Draco gathered his things as quickly as possible; he wanted to talk to you, finally, when he realised that what he was feeling was real. He was really nervous, he knew you were probably starting a thing with that guy, so he didn’t get his hopes up, he just wanted to say something, anything. He wanted to prove he wasn’t the guy you thought he was ー a cheater, a liar ー although, he wasn’t sure he had any proof at all.

“Y/N?” he asked really quietly, while everyone else was exiting the class room. He thought you didn’t hear him, he barely heard himself, but you did. You froze, halfway through putting everything in your bag. You froze when hearing his voice.

You took a deep breath and turned around. “Yes?”

Draco was taken aback. It was the first time in a week he had looked directly into your eyes; they were cold and held sadness, sadness caused by him. Guilt took over Draco. And your tone, it was like you were talking to a stranger, even though it was just a simple ‘yes’. He was used with hearing your warm voice. “Could we, er, talk?” He tried so hard to keep eye contact with you, but as much as he tried he couldn’t. If he would, he would start crying right here.

You looked at him hesitantly, but sighed. “Yeah.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn’t know how exactly to start. Why didn’t he think about what he was going to say? He was so determined to talk to her and convince her to give him another chance, but he ever thought about what he was going to say. Clever.

“Well?” you asked, impatiently. Deep down, you wanted him to say something that could make you forgive him. But was there something that could make you forgive him?

“I’m sorry,” he started, gulping. “I know it’s not a good way to start and you’re probably gonna roll your eyes, b-but please, could you listen to me for a bit?” He frowned, looking into your eyes.

Your face softened, but not enough for him to notice. You sighed. You missed him so much, you wanted to hug him right now. But it wouldn’t be right. He did wrong, not you. You nodded, waiting for him to speak.

“I know I hurt you, I know and I feel like a shit bag for that. You had every right to break up with me, yell at me or even punch me because I know emotional pain doesn’t even compare with physical pain,” he said, running a hand through his platinum hair. “But I just want you to know that… I care about you, I always had, and I know it didn’t seem like it and I feel really bad for only realising how much I do only after we broke up.” He paused for a few seconds, then continued.

“This week I have realised a lot of things, how I really feel about you and I love you, Y/N, I really do.” He looked at you to see any kind of emotion, but your face was emotionless. “And I don’t have any explanation as to why I did what I did throughout our relationship, but I’m sorry, I really am. I know that doesn’t make any difference, butー”

“It does,” you interrupted him. “It does make a difference, because at least now I know you’re not a heartless asshole,” you said, wanting to smile, but kept it.

He smiled for a few seconds, then it disappeared. “I completely understand if you go out with someone else, I am not entitled as your boyfriend anymore, but I just want you to know that I still care for you.”

“Well, you’re lucky I’m not going out with anyone, then,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“What do you mean? I saw you in the library, with that guy…” he trailed off, looking at you.

You frowned, then you understood what he was talking about. “Oh, that guy. That’s my best friend’s boyfriend, not mine. Do you seriously think I’d move on that easily? I still love you, as hard it is to admit, but that doesn’t change anythingー” you stopped yourself from talking, when Draco gulped and his eyes watered.

“I understand,” he whispered, looking at the ground. His voice was trembling, tears pricking at his eyes, wanting to roll down his pale cheeks. “I just wanted to let you know that the relationship wasn’t one sided, I still have feelings for you and I’m really sorry I hurt you. If I could take your pain I would, believe me.”

He stood there, staring at the ground, with tears filling his eyes. Was he telling the truth? Of course he was, he was crying, for goodness’ sake! He wouldn’t have even bothered to tell you all this if it wasn’t true. You sighed deeply. You hoped you wouldn’t regret this. “Draco?” you whispered.

He looked into your eyes. He could barely see you through his tears. You frowned; you hated seeing him like this. “I forgive you.”

He blinked, the tears rolled down his cheeks and he looked at you in wonder. “You… do?” he askes confused.

You nodded, closing your eyes. “Yeah, I do. But,” you added, “it still hurts. I know you want a second chance, I want to give it to you, but I don’t wanna get hurt anymore,” you whispered, now your turn to look at the ground.

“No, no! I promise, Y/N, it won’t be like that, not anymore. I love you,” he promised, a bit desperately. He took a step closer, lifting your chin with his finger so you’ll look him in the eyes. “I love you. It’s only you.”

You smiled sadly. “I love you, too, Draco.”

You were the only daughter of one of the wealthiest pureblood families, everyone thought you would’ve been sorted into Slytherin but you were instead sorted into Gryffindor. The first couple of years you mostly kept to yourself, but then you met the infamous golden trio during your third year and now you were the fourth member of the former trio; after sharing a cabin together on the train, you instantly clicked. You were as studious as Hermione, as daring as Harry, and as carefree as Ron. 

Soon enough no one found you without one of them, from studying late at night in the common room with Hermione to raiding the kitchen with Ron. Well that was until the last week before the summer term. During Potions, Snape had decided that he would switch partners for the final exam and to your luck, you were paired up with Draco instead of Harry.

“If you cost us this exam I swea-” Draco began off coolly, but you cut him off with an air of confidence.

“Your father will hear about it? Don’t worry Malfoy, I’ll make sure you get to tell daddy dearest that you got an Outstanding.” you replied, arching an eyebrow at him while he instantly shut up, clearly not used to someone speaking that way to him. It unnerved him, but in a good way.

And you weren’t wrong, you and Draco got an Outstanding, something that surprised him considering how he didn’t even manage that on a weekly basis.

“Told ya so.” You said as you gathered your things and headed out the door, leaving the Malfoy heir speechless for the first time in his life.

The rest of the week flew by and next thing you know, you were hugging your friends’ goodbye at King’s Cross, promising Mrs. Weasley that you will stay at the burrow for the second half of your summer vacation.

As you and your family made your way across the station with your trunk you spotted Draco, you thought he would throw a dirty look your way but much to your surprise, he simply smiled at you, not a big toothy grin, it was a rather shy smile but a smile nonetheless. You returned it and carried on towards the family car.

A few days had gone past and so far your summer vacation was proving to be quite boring, until that fateful Tuesday. You were strolling down Diagon Alley, waiting for your father to finish doing whatever he had to do at Gringotts, you were so engrossed with all of the colorful summer flowers that adorned the window sills of some of the shops that you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking. Next thing you know you literally bumped into none other than Draco Malfoy.

“Woah, are you alright there, Y/N?” he said, his hands holding your waist to keep you from falling. You didn’t know what shocked you the most, that you were clumsy enough to fall in public, that you fell into Draco or that he knew your name.

“Um, yeah, I’m sorry, I should’ve been watching where I was going.” You said, blushing slightly at just how close you were.

“That’s quite alright. Rather bump into just you than the rest of your quartet.” He replied in a light, teasing tone.

“Are my ears deceiving me or is Draco Malfoy joking around?” you laughed, as he shrugged.

“I don’t know, let me take you out for a sundae at Florean’s and we can discuss it.” he said smoothly. You eyed him wearily, unsure whether or not to take his offer, but you weren’t one to get scared from the unknown so you smiled brightly and said,

“I would love to.”

And that was just the beginning.

Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard

 After that Tuesday afternoon at Florean’s you spent every other day at either his manor or yours. Your parents absolutely adored him and his parents loved that he was seeing such a promising young lady, even though you were a Gryffindor. The fact that you were a pureblood made up for it.

Nights turned into days and days turned into nights, summer was passing by way too quickly for your liking and you were wondering just what this was, were you two just having a summer fling? Were you dating?

You were pulled from your thoughts by Draco calling your name over and over.

“You alight there love?”

“What are we?” you bluntly asked.

“Come again?” Draco said, clearly confused by your question.

“Us, what is this? We go back to Hogwarts in a month and I don’t know, we never stated just what this is. I mean you met my parents for Merlin’s sake!” you ranted, standing up from his bed, throwing the book you were previously reading to the side as he chuckled.

“Considering that I have at least one jumper of yours for every day of the week in one of my drawers because you always forget them here, I would safely say that we are dating, Y/N. Not to mention that I know for a fact that you steal my jumpers. I saw one on your bedroom floor last week.”

“You could’ve asked…you know, formally.”

“Are you seriously mad I never properly asked you to be my girlfriend?” he asked, laughing as you pouted, looking away knowing that your cheeks must resemble Ron’s hair.

“Y/N L/N, will you be my girlfriend?” he asked, bowing deeply as he were some sort of knight.

“Oh sod off.” You said laughing as he captured your lips with his.

 A rush at the beginning I get caught up, just for a minute But lover, you’re the one to blame, all that you’re doing Can you hear the violence? Megaphone to my chest

 You were hastily packing your trunk as Draco lazily played with your tabby cat, Harold, a scowl on his handsome face.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, as you shut your trunk with a flick of your wand, coming down to sit next to him on your bed.

“Nothing.” He said curtly.

“Draco…”

“Do you really have to go spend a week with the Weasleys?”

“Like I told you a thousand times, I do, I promised my friends I would. Besides it’s just a week, then I’ll go stay at the manor until the term starts, I promise.” You said kissing him softly.

“Very well, but I’ll pick you up tomorrow bright and early so we can go have breakfast together one last time.” Who knew Draco Malfoy would be a lovesick puppy.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make ‘em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it

 While you were at the burrow you kept looking for the right time to tell your best friends about you and Draco but it never seemed like the right time. The week flew by and soon enough you were using the Floo network to get to the Malfoy Manor where Draco was waiting for you.

What little remained of your summer break was filled with end of the summer parties from pureblood families, which meant that everyone that was anyone knew about the wealthy power couple that you and Draco were. Which meant that your friends would bound to hear about it.

You were sitting in the garden, taking a breather from the stuffy party crowd inside. Lost in your thoughts you didn’t even notice Draco coming up behind you.

“I told mum not to make a big announcement like that about us but you know how she is…I’m sorry.” He murmured as he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your shoulder softly.

“It’s not that Draco, it’s just that…” you trailed off.

“Go on, love.” He encouraged you.

“It’s a well-known fact that Harry, Hermione, Ron and you don’t get along. And I’ve grown rather fond of you… I just don’t want you to hurl insults at them and vice versa. Merlin knows just how much they hate me for not telling them about us.” You admitted, adverting your gaze from his piercing grey eyes.

“Well you’re not wrong. I’m rather fond of you but not of them, but for you, I’ll try to be civil. I won’t be best of mates with them, but I’ll keep the comments to myself.” He said, with that you let out a sigh of relief at which he chuckled.

“Now come on, they’ll think we’re up to no good if we don’t go back in there.” He said taking your hand in his as he led back inside.

 Our thing progresses, I call and you come through Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you But we’re the greatest, they’ll hang us in the Louvre Down the back, but who cares, still the Louvre

 Okay I know that you are not my type (still I fall) I’m just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?) Nothing wrong with it, supernatural Just move in close to me, closer, you’ll feel it coasting

 Just as you predicted it, Ron and Harry were beyond livid once they spotted you at King’s Cross. Your mother suppressed her laughter seeing them flail their arms, asking you a million of questions.

“YOU DO KNOW HE’S DRACO MALFOY RIGHT?” Ron yelled, scaring your cat as you looked between him and Harry.

“Y/N, IS HE BLACKMAILING YOU? We can call Snuffles or Remus!” Harry added.

“Is it a love potion?! Maybe we can contact Dumbledore before we get there so he can have the antidote ready!”

“Guys, GUYS! Shut up! Yes, I know that he’s a Malfoy, no, he’s not blackmailing me and we do not need to contact them, and lastly, it is not a love potion, you git.” You listed off as you tried to calm down your squirming cat.

“But Y/N, why didn’t you tell us? Mr. Weasley came home three days ago saying how everyone at the ministry kept buzzing about the latest Malfoy soirée and how his parents made a big announcement about their son. It was about how he was dating another powerful pureblood heir, you.” Hermione said, finally speaking out, a tone of hurt and resentment in her voice.

“I just didn’t know how to tell you; I know how ever since first year you all have not been in the best of terms with him. I was scared that you wouldn’t be my friends anymore.” You confessed.

“Now that’s bloody ridiculous. We’re just worried for you and yes, this will take some time to get used to but we’re here for you and we will try to be civil.” Harry said, hugging you softly, soon enough the rest of trio were hugging you, amidst the commotion your cat broke free from your arms and ran off straight into a tall, blonde figure.

“Missing someone, love?” Draco asked, holding your cat tightly since he was squirming so much.

“You know Harold; he doesn’t like it when he’s not the center of attention.” He chuckled and then noticed the golden trio, who were watching him apprehensively. He nodded politely at them and they returned the gesture, although it looked like it took Ron all of his will power not to shout at him.

“I’ll go get us a cabin, I’ll take this fat fluff ball with me.” He said, kissing your cheek and taking Harold along with him. You turned back to your friends but before you could get a word out, Ron cut you off.

“I take it you’re not sitting with us on the way to Hogwarts, eh?”

“I’m sorry Ron, but I’ll obviously sit with you guys during the feast.” You promised, hugging them one last time before you followed after Draco.

Once classes started, everyone kept talking about you and Draco, and how could they not? It wasn’t every day that a Slytherin prefect dated a Gryffindor. They constantly saw you bantering over the silliest of things, and it was a daily occurrence that Draco would be spotted running after your cat. No one could’ve imagine that the once cold Slytherin prince was now nothing but mirth and joy, well around you, around others he was still that cold prince. Just like at all of those summer parties, people looked and talked about the two of you with an air of awe, you parted hallways as you both walked hand in hand. Even the paintings themselves would coo over you both.

A rush at the beginning I get caught up, just for a minute But lover, you’re the one to blame, all that you’re doing Can you hear the violence? Megaphone to my chest

“They’re cute, don’t you think?” Hermione asked Ron and Harry as she spotted you two down by the lake, relaxing under an old oak tree.

“A little too cute. It’s like they’re living in a photoshoot, they’re so perfect!” Ron exclaimed.

“Oh hush up.” Hermione laughed as Harry snickered.

Even though you were deemed as the it couple at Hogwarts, that didn’t mean that everyone thought so. At the beginning of the term, the twins and many other Gryffindors would keep a close eye on you whenever you were with Draco. Draco’s friends were still weary of you, especially Pansy. But you both learned to ignored the whispers and snide comments because it didn’t matter to you both.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it

It was almost midnight and you were up at the astronomy tower, watching the clear night sky. Harold was purring next to you, and you were twirling your wand in in between your fingers, waiting for Draco to finish up with his prefect duties.

After a few minutes the door opened and he came in carrying two mugs of hot chocolate, Dobby trailing behind him with a plate of cookies.

“Dobby has come to help Draco! Dobby likes Draco very much because Draco treats miss Y/N kindly.” Dobby said cheerily, setting down the plate next to you.

“It’s so nice to see you, Dobby.” You said, smiling at the cheerful house elf. After a few minutes he bid you both farewell and went back to the kitchen.

You were both quiet for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s company.

“Who would’ve thought that we would be here…you being nice to house elves, and civil towards my friends.” you mused.

“Well, people do crazy things when they’re in love.” He answered, smiling as you moved closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

IMAGINE: Draco knew there was something wrong when (Y/N) started fawning over a Weasley. Why the hell did she decide to like a Weasley when he was just about to ask her out? 

[gif is not mine. just a bit of fluff. once again from this prompt (x). a bit wordy once again.] 

warnings: swear words

words: 1.6k +

Draco looked at his best friend who was now currently fawning over a Weasley. A Weasley of all people! He stabbed his eggs viciously, then groaned when it fell off his plate. Can nothing go right? Since when did (Y/N) watch Weasley with stupid love heart eyes? And since when can he not eat eggs?

“Stop staring,” Draco grumbled.

(Y/N) turned to Draco, “Huh? Did you say something Draco?”

He rolled his eyes, “Stop staring at the Weasley, you might catch his Weasley-ness.” Draco scrunched up his nose at that thought. “Disgusting,” he mumbled under his breath.

“Isn’t he just dreamy?” (Y/N) placed a hand on top of the table and placed her chin on it. “I mean the way that he eats, it’s just,” she didn’t finish speaking, she just closed her eyes and smiled. And bloody hell was that a small moan emitting from her mouth?

“What the hell is wrong with her?” Blaise asked as he sat down in front of (Y/N). He followed her stare to the Gryffindor table. “A Weasley?”

“Like you can talk Zabini,” Theo piped up. He received a light punch to the arm by Blaise. “Dick.”

“I swear to god she’s been slipped a potion,” Draco muttered. It was the only explanation. She didn’t like the Weasley’s…the only ones that she can stand were the twins and they were long graduated, and the Weasley girl. Unless… she did really like Weasley. Draco shuddered. No, it definitely wasn’t that. (Y/N) disliked the Weasley’s, not as much as Draco but still.

“I’m right here,” (Y/N) groaned. “And I wasn’t slipped a potion. It’s just you know when you wake up and see someone in a different light, and suddenly they’re the only person you can think about?”

Draco sat there silently. Of course he knew, he’s been feeling that way towards her ever since fifth year. He was hoping to ask her to Hogsmeade, maybe join his family’s holiday to Germany, but (Y/N) taking a fancy to Weasley certainly put a damper to his plans.

“But he’s a Weasley,” was all Draco came up with. It sounded pathetic even to him, even though he would never admit it.

“Names are just labels.” They all watched as Ron walked out of the Great Hall with Potter next to him, then they turned to (Y/N) who started packing up her things.

“And where are you off to?” Blaise asked. “We have a free.”

“So does Ron, maybe I can catch up to him.” (Y/N) picked up her bag and ran towards the exit.

“For fucks sake, you’re screwed mate,” Blaise said as she bit into a muffin. Draco groaned and smacked his head against the table.

“Draco! There you are! I need help!” (Y/N) called out as she rushed to her best friend.

Draco placed the book he held in his hands into his bag, “What is it?”

“Hold my hand so he gets jealous.” (Y/N) pointed to Weasley who was laughing loudly with the other Gryffindor’s. Draco gritted his teeth, he had to pinch himself because he knew that he would do some serious damage to his mouth if he continued.

“Why me?”

“Because you’re my best friend, you’re extremely attractive and Ron hates you? Please?” (Y/N) pleaded, then turning on her charm -she pouted at Draco. She knew that if she did this action he wouldn’t say no.

Draco internally groaned, fuck, it was that pout. The one that made him want to snog her, the one that made her adorable as fuck. “Fine.”

(Y/N) smiled and intertwined their hands together. Draco had to rein his gasp when (Y/N) took his hand. Fuck her hands were dainty and small, and so soft. He relished in the feeling for a moment. Unconsciously his thumb rubbed her palm, she threw a curious glance in his way.

Draco could feel sweat emanating from the pores of his hand, all he could do was pray to the gods that she didn’t feel how sweaty it was. He allowed himself to be strolled to the Gryffindor’s.

“Hey guys,” (Y/N) greeted with a smile.

“Hey (Y/N),” Hermione spoke, her tone friendly. Then she turned to Draco, “Malfoy.”

“Hi Ron,” (Y/N) greeted bashfully. The red-head looked at the Slytherin and smiled. Out of all the Slytherin’s she was by far the nicest he came across.

“Hi (Y/N).”

Draco narrowed his eyes. He did not like that tone. He clenched his hands, forgetting he was holding (Y/N)’s. She returned the action by squeezing his hand, almost to the point that he squealed out in pain.

He stood there awkwardly, looking at the trees, the clouds, anywhere but the group. He managed to filter out (Y/N)’s disgusting love-filled talk to Weasley. Draco was too focused in not being focused that he missed Ron’s weird looks at (Y/N), Hermione’s curious stare. He also missed Harry’s eyes widening in understanding. He sighed in relief as he felt himself being dragged away.

Once out of earshot, (Y/N) removed her hand from Draco’s. “Ew your hand is sweaty.”

How the hell was he supposed to reply to that? Sorry that my hand was sweaty, it was just I’ve been dreaming of holding your hand since fifth year when I found out that I love you, and I’m pretty sure I want to marry you and have children with you? And that mother and father found out that I love, so they’re now pushing marriage upon me? That my mother gave me a ring from the Malfoy vault, so when I got the courage to fucking ask you out and not fuck it up, I have the perfect ring for you? Unfortunately that was not how it happened.

“My palms get sweaty whenever I’m near something hideous,” Draco drawled.

(Y/N) shook her head, “Shove off, you git.” She laughed at him and linked her arms with his. “I got a date with Ron!”

Oh for fuck’s sake.

(Y/N) stormed through the courtyard, pass the Slytherin’s and once she reached where the Gryffindor’s usually sat, she slapped Ron as hard as she could. “What the fuck, Weasley?”

Draco, as well as the other Slytherin’s, ran to where the commotion was. Luckily, they came at the right moment, they heard the gasps and the laughter as Weasley stood there dumbfounded.

“Why the fuck did you slip me a love potion?” Her teeth were bared, her hair wild and her eyes furious. She began advancing, making Ron step backwards, finally Harry stood between them.

“I think I can explain.”

“You better have a fucking good reason as to why I was acting like an imbecile fawning over Weasley,” (Y/N) spat.

“That wasn’t meant for you,” Harry yelled. Afraid for himself and his best friend. “It was for someone else in your House.”

“Who?”

Harry looked sideways, “Potter, I swear if you don’t tell me right now, I’ll hex your balls!”

“It was for Parkinson!”

(Y/N) stepped backwards, she laughed, “Pansy?”

“Ron and Pansy had a bet going to see who could slip a love potion,” Harry explained.

“That has got to be the stupidest thing I have ever heard! And so illegal!” (Y/N) looked wildly at the red head, she walked towards him. “You better fucking hope that you didn’t ruin my chances!”

(Y/N) turned around, her hair hitting Ron in the face. She stormed past the Slytherin’s. Draco chased her. For someone so small she really could cover a lot of space. Upon reaching her, he noticed that they were in their secluded space that they discovered when they were in third year.

“Ruin your chances?” It was meant to be an ‘are you okay’? But all that was going through Draco’s heads was; what was the chance?

She lifted her head and looked at him, “What?”

He gestured behind him with his thumb, “Before you left. You said: ‘You better fucking hope that you didn’t ruin my chances’.”

(Y/N) shook her head, “For the love of Merlin, Draco! Are you really that daft?”

“What?”

She rolled her eyes and made an annoyed noise, “I’ve been trying to tell you that I fancy you.”

Draco pointed at her, then himself, “You like me?”

“I honestly don’t know why,” (Y/N) mumbled.

“You like me?”

She rolled her eyes again, “I think we’ve covered this. Now it’s your turn; do you like me?”

“Uh-huh,” was all Draco could say. He nodded dumbly as well. He must have looked like a right twat. “Date me?” He could have really slapped himself right then.

She winced, “Oo, when though? My schedule’s a bit busy.”

“What?”

“Merlin, I really hope that’s not the only thing that you’re going to say when we go to dinner next week.”

Draco shook himself out of whatever he was in, “Right.” He straightened his robes and looked at her. “Would you like to go to dinner with me next week?” He put his hand out to her.

She looked at it skeptically, “Draco, I don’t know if you know but dating isn’t usually a business contract. It’s usually not sealed with a handshake.”

He abruptly put his hand to his side, not knowing what to do he began side stepping. After doing that action for a couple of seconds, he gathered up the courage and looked at her. Draco saw as amusement was etched on her face, her biting her lip in order to stop herself from laughing at him. “How do you seal it then?”

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Here it is, the most awaited thing i’ve ever made. Sooooooooooo many people asked me for this and i decided to get my lazy butt to work and do it properly.

Original skin is Iced Starfruit by @kurasoberina. 

All the other bruises / details are drawn/edited by me.

Skin is non-default and it’s available for YA female. It comes in darker tones too but i couldn’t get really dakr ones because of the bruises.

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