#adrian-pucey

sighing, miles looked around for any wondering eyes or listening ears

"look. rumour has it, weasley is gonna ask johnson to the ball. he plans to do it today so, there you have it. you get the girl you want and you don't have to worry about 'competing' against weasley. not that there'd be much competition. "

"you should know by now that rumours aren't always true. besides. look at them. the way she smiles at him. the way he reciprocates that smile. it'd be useless."

adrian groaned before slouching onto the table, almost knocking over the bottle of ink that rested between them

"i wouldn't say that mate. look."

adrian could only huff as he sat back up, a frown settling on his face as he looked over to to the gryffindor table before all emotion left, his face blank

he watched as the gryffindor girl smiled at the ginger beater before he turned to throw a scrunched piece of parchment at johnson, as miles had said. he also watched as the smile on the girl's face fell, her eyes watered and her movements quick as she scrambled to collect her things before dashing out of the great hall

"don't just sit there you prat, what are you waiting for? go after her!"

i heard there was someone but i know he don't deserve you

if you were mine i'd never let anyone hurt you

i wanna dry those tears

leaving the student-filled hall, adrian hurried through the empty corridors, looking left and right for the girl

a crack began to make its way down his heart as his ears picked up on the sounds of small sniffles, finding the girl sat upon a bench a few ways down from the great hall

"y/n? is that you?" his voice came out soft, surprising adrian for he thought it would break due to the close proximity of the girl of his dreams, "are you ok? what happened?"

watching the girl in front of him, he saw how broken she looked, the happiness that was once in her eyes a mere few moments ago was now dull, and it hurt him to see her shake her head softly before breaking the eye contact, moving her gaze to the pavement in front of her

thinking for a moment, his body acted before his mind could come up with words to speak, presenting an outstretched hand to her, waiting for it to be accepted

"come on," nodding his head to the side, he waited with his hand held out, "let's go for a walk. i promise it won't be a bore. i'm a pretty fun person."

adrian watched as her eyes drifted from his own to his outstretched hand and then back before she huffed as she, albeit reluctantly, placed her hand in his, grasping it softly as he pulled her from her seated position slowly

not saying anything for a few moments, the pair walked, hands still in each other's, taking in the sights of the school, the blanket of white coating every inch that was exposed, small, icy flakes fluttering and falling, both from the sky and the branches of trees that had collected hefty amounts

"so, mind telling me what's up?" adrian spoke out, filling the otherwise silent air before freezing up a bit, seemingly beating himself up at his blunt wording, turning to the girl frantically, "not that you should feel obligated to tell me, if it's something you wish to keep to yourself then i won't pester you about it. but. i am here if you do need to talk."

"you make it seem a lot more. serious than it is, i guess," she responded, wanting to reassure the boy whilst feeling idiotic herself, then scoffing and shaking her head whilst the boy's frown could only deepen which went unknown as the girl remained staring forward, "i mean. who cries because they watched their crush ask out another person to this really extravagant ball that's coming up? stupid, right?"

adrian felt his heart crack the slightest bit, his frown steady before he shook his head, wanting to comfort the girl more than anything

"y/n. that is a valid reason to be upset. it's not stupid at all. well, i guess its their loss."

he continued to watch the girl shake her head as more tears welled up, she stopped their walk, removing her hand from his grasp, which caught him off guard, before she turned to face him and placed both of them on his shoulder

"it's not stupid at all," he all but uttered, not wanting to scare or upset the girl any further by his usually confident and loud voice, "it's rather valid you know. but anyone would be a blind idiot to not take you."

adrian felt the movement as she removed the palms that rested on his shoulders, allowing his eyes to run over her face, the sunrays that slipped through the opened arches reflecting off of the tear tracks that were still streaming down either side as the familiarity of sadness and doubt swam in her eyes, which saddened the boy

"no, adrian. you don't understand. the girl is like. stupid gorgeous. like, her eyes are doe like, you could easily get lost in them. her skin is ridiculously smooth and clear, free of blemishes and pimples and blackheads, not to mention the tone of colour. her hair, looks alone, is so silky and it blows freely in the wind, never a single strand out of place. she's a bloody chaser on the quidditch team so that's a factor alone. her laugh is airy and fucking perfect. her smile is so warm and dreamy and captivating. she's not too short but not too tall. angelina johnson," taking a breath, the girl could feel her senses cloud, losing sight and touch, looking aimlessly past the boy, "she's so fucking perfect and. i'm just. me. i don't even know why i thought i had a chance. but the way he looked at me, smiled at me, with that stupid boyish grin he always wears. i was so sure it would happen. and then it didn't. i was stupid to think fred weasley, the class clown, would ask me to the ball when someone like angelina johnson roams the very same halls."

as the girl finished ranting, all adrian could think about was the way her eyes caught the light of the now fading sun beams as the sun set. though a smart girl, adrian knew she couldn't be more wrong than she was in that moment

'tell her adrian. just tell her' rang through his mind

"then go with me," he asked, no stated firmly and without a doubt, "i won't let you downplay yourself like that, comparing yourself to someone who is just another girl. who isn't all that. and that's not because i'm biased or partial as your friend. she may be beautiful, but you radiate beauty. and i won't let you continue to bottle up these thoughts that you hold against yourself when they aren't true. so, i am asking you to go to the yule ball with me, as my date."

'just come with me as my date. come with me.' he thought

"oh ade, i, i can't. i just, i don't want a pity date. just because the guy i wanted to go with asked someone else."

instead of arguing, because him asking her wasn't out of pity, adrian held out his hand to her, waiting until she eventually took it, though not without a look of confusion before he cleared his throat, taking her down the corridor

in a horrible, posh british accent, like more posh than his usual accent, he sang out loud, his voice echoing off of the walls for all to hear

"hee hee"

"ade, what are you doing?"

"my baby's always danCInG, and iT WouLdN't be a bAd tHiNG. BUt i doN't geT nO lovInG, aNd thAt'S nO LiE"

adrian could only chuckle as he noticed that she was quickening her pace to match his, slowing down the smallest bit to help her out, looking over her face to see that the look of sadness that once adorned it was now replaced with a small smile and a look of wonder

"ade-"

"wE sPenT thE nIGhT in fRisCo, aT evEry kiNdA diScO. fRoM thAt nIghT i kIsSed oUr lOvE gOodByE."

as he butchered sang that last line, he pulled the girl by her arm and dropped her into a dip, his smile widening as she let out a loud cackle

could she be anymore beautiful

"ADRIAN-"

"dOn't bLAmE iT on tHe sUNsHinE, DOn'T bLamE It on thE mOoNlIGhT, dON't bLAme oN ThE gOoD tiMeS. bLAmE iT on thE boOgie."

doing one more spin, the boy left the girl in the middle of the corridor before skipping and spinning and prancing circles around her, her smile growing and lighting up the otherwise darkening hall as the sun set

"i jUSt cAn't, i JuST caN't, I jUsT cAn'T cOnTrol mY feET. i jUSt cAn't, i JuST caN't, I jUsT cAn'T cOnTrol mY feET."

now out of breath, the boy dropped onto both knees, gesturing for her hands and asking once more

"i hope that wasn't too embarrassing for you," he chuckles, taking in deep breaths, the musical break out doing more numbers on him than his weekly quidditch practices, "so, i'll ask again. will you, y/n y/l/n, chaser of the gryffindor quidditch team and total heartthrob, accompany myself, adrian pucey, chaser of the slytherin quidditch team and also total heartthrob, to the yule ball? i can't promise i'll be as 'extravagant' as i was in this moment, but i'll be the best damn date you could ever wish for."

"well, i mean i don't know, i-" when he heard that, he couldn't help the fact that his heart dropped the slightest bit, his confident faltering yet not dropping before he saw the look in her eyes change from something a little playful to something more genuine, "of course i will ade. how could i say no after that?"

breathing out a sigh of relief, he went to wrap his arms around her before realising he was still on his knees, getting up and then embracing the girl who was no longer teary eyed and instead glowing, radiating warmth and happiness

y/n' pov

it was christmas night. the night of the yule ball and y/n finds herself in hermione's dorm room, getting ready with said girl and the youngest weasley

"ok but can we talk about that proposal again and how cute it was," ginny exclaimed, grabbing onto the oldest girl's hand and twirling, though almost falling due to the wedges that adorned her feet, "i mean. i always saw you two together so i knew he was friendly but. the singing, the dancing, the 'falling onto his knees'. it was so romantic."

"it was quite sweet, huh?" y/n thought back to the evening, the boy was attractive. anyone blessed with the ability to see knew that. but he had asked her as a friend. right?

"like.. sweeter than all the sweets at honeydukes combined. and that's really sweet. he was.. starstruck. did you see the way he looked at you? it was practically heart-eyes. he adores you. he had this soft smile on his face and his eyes glowed. it was like you had hung, no, handpicked the moon and the stars for him. he was enamoured."

"that's a little.. much, don't you think?"

"um, no? girl, are you as blind as harry? i'm gonna ask you again. did you see the way he looked at you? it was like those stars that you picked were placed in his eyes and they created the brightest milky way. the bright specks in his eyes created constellations. if you looked hard enough, you could probably see orion"

y/n could feel her face flush as she thought about the little 'proposal' that took place a few days ago and her friend's words as she looked over to the clock in the room before turning to the bed that had her dress hanging just above it, "come on. we've got just under two hours before the ball, and i would like to do your hair. your dress is beautiful by the way."

 "i just know he's gonna be blown away with how gorgeous you'll look. i mean the satin and the deepness of the green, which honestly suits you. even if he wore his house tie, it would still match your dress. you'd look hot as a slytherin. too bad you're too much of a lion to be a snake," the older girl started shaking her head, slightly chuckling and wanting to interject, however, ginny's words came out first, "enjoy your night with adrian. you deserve."

before y/n could respond to the girl after having braided and pinned up her ginger hair into a half up/half down style, hermione's voice echoed from the bathroom

"y/n, could you please help me with my hair?"

quickly slipping into her own dress, she then knocked on the bathroom door before opening it, to see a nervous hermione granger in a beautiful periwinkle dress that complimented the soft brown of her eyes

"and what is it that i will be doing with your hair tonight, miss?" she asked in a horrible mock posh accent, "would you care to flip through our catalogue? i personally love style 3."

"i was actually wondering if you could help me curl it and then pin it back, i don't want to do too much with it," she requests, finally looking over to her friend before gasping slightly, "the dress is absolutely gorgeous on you, y/n. adrian won't know what hit him. if we didn't already have dates, i'd take you myself. save me a dance, perhaps?"

"oh, of course, kind lady. it would be an honour to get the opportunity to dance with you at this regal ball," she continued with her horrible accent, whilst casting a charm to curl hermione's hair, going to speak again but losing the accent, her tone sincere, "you look beautiful, mione. i just know viktor won't be able to keep his eyes off you. and i mean, i wouldn't blame him. i wouldn't want to look away from you either. you really did a wonderful job at picking the dress. should i ever get married, obviously as one of my bridesmaids, or even maid of honour, i'd have you pick out the dresses without a doubt. ok, all done. what do you think?"

"oh, y/n," before y/n could say anything, hermione threw her arms around her, "it's absolutely beautiful, thank you. ok, take a seat and i'll do your hair and your make up if you'd like. not that you'd need any. your natural beauty alone would blow the minds of the whole school, hogwarts, beauxbatons and durmstrang. veela's have nothing on you."

"granger, you flatter me. surprise me will you? i don't really have anything in mind so go at it however you see fit. and maybe just a clear gloss. that way, i can get absolutely hammered and not worry about having to remove a full face of make up."

at the request, hermione spun the girl so that she was no longer facing the mirror, taking the still charmed wand and curling her hair back to resemble that of beach waves, keeping it soft and light, not overdone, before parting her hair, braiding the top half of the two section before tying it off into two separate ponytails that sat on the top of her head, similar to a half up/half down style. she then applied a coat of clear gloss as requested, as well as a light coat of mascara to really accentuate her eyes, before spinning her again, ready for the reveal.

"i'd like to see adrian try and take his eyes away from you. it'd be with great difficulty, i'll tell you that much. you'll easily be the prettiest girl at the ball."

"oh, mione, you can't say that when you'll be there. if i'm gorgeous, you're absolutely stunning. i honestly am envious that viktor is taking you. though i'm sure you'll have a wonderful time. don't hide away too much, yeah? i will be getting that dance," she then hugged the younger girl, careful as to not wrinkle either dress or ruin either hairstyle, "thank you for this. i don't think i've ever felt this pretty. who needs a beauty team? i just need you, my girl. let's go blow everyone away, yeah?"

"let's do it."

walking down to the great hall, the duo heard gasps and saw looks of awe as they turned heads. y/n saw the youngest weasley standing with neville and her own date, who, as he met her gaze, began walking over to meet her at the foot of the staircase

"i'll see you around, mione. blow them all away."

the girls hugged a final time before separating to move to their respective dates

"wow, y/l/n. you look incredible. didn't take you to be much of a green girl but it really does suit you. maybe you should've been sorted into slytherin, would've fit right in."

"mm, i don't think so. too many snakes for me to handle. i'm happy with my little pride of lions. must admit, you do look quite incredible yourself. very handsome. i very much like that your tie matches my dress. you wouldn't have asked one of my friends about the colour, would you?"

"whaat? me? never. that does not sound like me at all. but yes. yes i did. reckon we'll make quite the couple. turning heads left, right and centre."

"maybe i should have worn a burgundy. once in a lifetime opportunity to see you in red. reckon you'd look quite ravishing i suppose."

"maybe not so much. wouldn't want to make a fool of myself. at least you can pull off any colour," he exclaimed, a sort of enchanted look adorning his face, "maybe after the the tournament is over, i could take you on a proper date, and maybe, emphasis on the word maybe.. i'll sport some ruby socks or maybe a scarlet bow tie. how does that sound?"

"fashionably awful.. what i'd give to see you in some vibrant, red socks."

"maybe a second date?"

"woah there partner, calm down. take me on my first, why don't you?"

adrian wrapped his arm around her middle, pulling her closer as he leaned down to whisper into her ear

"i'm escorting you to the ball as your d a t e, aren't i? this is a date, is it not?"

she could only pull away as her ears tinted pink, slapping his chest before stepping away properly

"that- it- this doesn't count. technically."

he just chuckled before holding out a hand towards her

"shall we make our way inside now, miss head-turner?"

"we shall. lead the way, mr head-turner."

as they were making their way in, they passed a familiar group, that consisted of her fellow chasers angelina and alicia, her best friend's, fred, george and lee, and lee's date, patricia stimpson, picking up on the conversation they were having before stopping by

"-you have to admit, she and pucey make quite the cute couple. it had to have been the talk of the school. one of our chasers with slytherin's chaser and heartthrob, adrian pucey. i mean she was left smiling hours after. sure, he can't sing to save his life, but it was adorable. the way he got on his knees and grapsed onto her. the way he spun her. her cackle! i don't think i've seen her so happy!"

"aw, ang."

"y/n?! hi- wow. you look.. you look gorgeous. you should definitely wear green more often"

"told you."

"stop it ade," she said, flustered before turning to her friends, "angie, you look amazing. ali, i couldn't have picked out a better dress for you. my girls look stunning. hi! i don't believe we've met before. i'm y/n. i've heard lee talk about you a lot though and i can't wait to get to know you," lee turned to the girl and made a face to which the group broke out into laughter, "george? you brushed your hair? that's gotta be, what? the first time in how long now?"

"shut up, y/n," george nudged lightly at her shoulder, a grin settled on his face, "like you can talk. i forget you're a girl sometimes with the clothes you lounge around in. you're a completely different person. are you sure you're our y/n?"

"oh, ha, ha," she spoke, sarcastic yet amused, as she turned to fred, "there's not a chance that i'm looking at frederick gideon weasley. he'd sell george's, ron's and his own liver to the dark lord before he dresses up in fancy dress robes for a fancy ball."

"ah very comedic, you know that i do know how to shower right?"

"since when?" the group began to laugh again before she turned to adrian, "well, it was nice catching up with you all but we should start heading in now, yeah? i'll see you guys around. girls, don't hide away, i'll come looking for you because i'd love to steal a dance."

looking around the now wintry filled hall, y/n couldn't help but gasp, her grasp around adrian's arm tightening

just when you thought the school couldn't get anymore magical

"oh, ade it's wonderful. it's so magical."

"i'm afraid that's to be expected in a school of witchcraft and wizardry, my dear. thought you knew that. this'll shock you. we also have wands each that produce spells and charms. just as magical."

rolling her eyes but smiling nonetheless, she lightly shoved the boy before looping her arm through his once more

"shut up, smart arse, you know what i mean."

"i do. but i must say, it's got nothing on you and your beauty. really did me dirty because now i have to fend off the whole school. it'd be considered lucky if i'm 436th in the line of 947. you really have charmed the school, y/l/n."

"you flatter me. look, here come the champions? ugh, my mione is so gorgeous. booked myself a dance with her, i did. luckiest girl in the world i consider myself to be."

"well i guess i'm 437th in the line now. i hope you're ready for your feet to be aching."

"oh stop it ade. if anything, you're 537th. no, i probably won't dance with that many people, to be completely honest. you, mione, ginny, luna, alicia, angelina and patricia. oh my goodness. look at fleur. she's absolutely stunning."

"again. i mean, yeah she's pretty. but looking at the girl on my arm, she's nothing but a caterpillar next to the butterfly that is you. don't tell her that though. she might send the whole of beauxbatons on my arse and i'd like to be around long enough to walk you back to your common room."

"you're such a flirt. might wanna watch out."

"why? is the infamous y/n y/l/n scared to fall in love with the handsome, dashing, charming, endearing, loving, kind and caring adrian pucey?"

"not to mention cocky and the lack of humbleness. it's quite the opposite. wouldn't want to break your heart when you inevitably fall in love with me, ade."

"oh because it will hurt for sure. thank you for watching out for my heart," he chuckled, grasping his chest, as if to reinforce the protection he holds over his heart, "i just want to give you the full experience as my date. that includes the corny compliments, horrible jokes and puns and of course my amazing dancing skills. so, what do you say? we go spike the punch, have a few glasses and then hit the dance floor and show everyone what we're made of? not enough to be absolutely wasted, but enough to allow you to feel the rush, enough to be tipsy, enough for you to sober up easily after a couple songs."

"let's do it."

5 minutes later

adrian' pov

the dances of the champions has concluded and now other couples are invited to occupy the vast dance room

y/n and adrian, three glasses of spiked punch layer, were just a little tipsy, feeling the rush of the alcohol but were stable enough to find each other's touch and guided the other to the dance floor as a familiar song began to play

something told me it was over

when i saw you and her talking

something deep down in my soul said “cry girl”

when i saw you and that girl walking around

swaying together, the pair moved closer, the warmth welcoming both of them, though all adrian could think about was the way she rested her head on his chest, the scent of her coconut shampoo wafting from the few strands close to his nose, the smell invading his nostrils as he breathed in the sweet smell. all he could think about was the lovely sound of her voice as she spoke to him

"i love this song. the lyrics tell such a sad story but etta james just captures the feelings that should be portrayed so beautifully. the fact that she'd want to lose her sense of sight than to have to watch the man she's in love with push her to the side as he pursues another."

'she's so pure' he thinks to himself

i would rather, i would rather be blind

than to see you walk away

so you see, i love you so much

that i don’t wanna watch you leave me

"the song is rather sad. i must say though. i wouldn't want to go blind when i have you in front of me, dazzling the whole school."

"and so the corny puns start, huh? do your worst, pucey."

"oh darling, don't worry. i plan to."

when the reflection in the glass that i held to my lips now baby

revealed the tears that are all on my face

baby i’d rather be blind

than to see you walk away from me

the song then ended, though the pair continue to sway, seemingly lost in their own world as another fan favourite began to play, y/n removing her head from adrian's shoulder to better appreciate the abba song, if you will, grasping the hand that rested on her hand to manoeuvre him around, matching the tempo the upbeat song

'i swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me like it was a private show. of course she can sing'

you can dance

you can jive

having the time of your life

see that girl

watch that scene

digging the dancing queen

"i swear this song is like every teenage girl's 'anthem', i guess you could call it. i heard this song a lot growing up. mum loved it."

the two would spin each other, the previous stance during the slower dance gone as they were laughing loudly together. if it were possible, adrian's eyes would take the shape of the cutesy hearts that he'd often see y/n doodle on her spare pieces of parchment. he very much resembled the small figures that muggle fellytones had. what were they, emojis? either way, he was sure that they would remember this night for the rest of their lives

anybody could be that guy

night is young and the music’s high

with a bit of rock music

everything is fine

you’re in the mood for a dance

and when you get the chance

"dad always found mum's taste in music a little weird, being a muggle and all, but he loved her and her weird little quirks so much. he loved how happy she got whenever the song would play, so he would always play it any chance he got."

"was wondering who you inherited your quirkiness from. figured it was something you picked up on your own. seems that isn't the case."

slapping his chest lightly, she threw her head back, laughing

"oi! how rude. some gentleman you are, ade. feeling real flattered right now. like gosh, i might faint. falling head over heels."

'could she be anymore perfect' his smile nevee left his face

"oh shush."

you are the dancing queen

young and sweet

only seventeen

dancing queen

feel the beat of the tambourine

"i didn't think i'd have this much fun if i'm being honest," y/n laughed as they continued to mindlessly jump and twirl around together, knowing that others were watching, and that they'd probably look at the two weirdly for their assortment of strange dance moves, "but i'm so glad i'm here with you tonight, ade. the evening has been absolutely wonderful."

"your mother's a muggle, right?"

"yes? why?"

"just had to be sure. do you know if she ever went to those muggle balls that they hold in movies? prom was it?"

"i didn't know you watched muggle films," she glanced over to the boy who was now bashful, sporting a small smile, "but uh, no. prom is an american event. mum, however, did go to a formal. who she went with, i wouldn't know. i just know it wasn't dad. she met him a good 5 years after she finished school."

"well, i saw that proms often crown for prom king and queen. if you ask me, who needs a prom queen when i have my dancing queen right in front of me."

she cackled once again, wanting to slap his chest yet again but deciding against it and instead fixing up his tie which had been a little lopsided

"you really are something, you know that."

"i think they have one more upbeat song before they play a final slow song, so what you say we have a few more glasses and sober up before the last dance."

another three glasses later and the second last song began to ring out through the hall

i’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day

when it’s cold outside

i’ve got the month of may

"this song just makes me so happy. it was my parents wedding song. mum grew up with it and she introduced dad to the song after their second date. dad's loved it ever since. would always sing it to her. it makes me feel warm."

i guess you’d say

what can make me feel this way

my girl

talking 'bout my girl

"i wish i grew up on songs like these. they just seem so nostalgic even though i'm hearing them for the first time tonight."

"ade, you're joking? you cannot be serious. this is urgent. every time we hang out, no matter, i will play one song. this just isn't acceptable. i refuse to believe it. we obviously have to listen to queen, and the manhattans, and we obviously can't forget about the beatles-"

'your girl, huh?' ' 'shut up. literally any moment but now' 'you wanna kiss those lips, it's all you've been thinking about' 'stupid brain'

i’ve got so much honey

the bees envy me

i’ve got a sweeter song

than the birds in the trees

"what do you say y/l/n? reckon my singing the other week was sweeter than the birds that roam hogwarts?"

"that was singing? well, sweet isn't the first word that comes to mind."

"oi, you should be grateful. i don't give out thise performances for free. only on special occasions. it was a moment to remember forever."

as the song faded out, the couple noticed dumbledore moving to make a final announcement. they knew the yule ball was coming to an end

"it is with great sorrow that i announce the yule ball is coming to a finish with one final, concluding song. i ask that every gentlemen, or gentlelady is to gently take his or her partners hand and lead them to the floor for one final dance."

and with one dramatic bow, adrian offered his hand to y/n for the last time that night

"shall we, m'lady?"

with the brightest smile adrian has ever seen on her face, she grabbed both sides of the skirt of her dress before curtseying and placing her hand in his

"we shall, my kind sir."

as the opening of the track began, y/n couldn't help the water the glossed her eyes, the familiar song bringing a smile to her face as she pulled adrian closer, taking in the slightly faded, yet still there, scent of his cologne, resting her head on his chest as a tear slipped past the waterline of her eye

feeling a warm yet wet sensation seeping through his dress shirt, he looked down to see the girl of his dreams in tears

"are you alright?" he asked, brushing a few tears away, though more just slipped by, so the boy just continued to lovingly stroke her cheek, "did you want to leave?"

"no, no. i'm more than alright actually," she shook her head, there was no sign of the tears coming to an end but she still looked just as beautiful, flashing him the smile he had fallen in love with before it dropped as she saw the slight smudge of mascara and tears on his shirt, "oh ade, i'm so sorry about your shirt, i'll buy you another one."

"my wand's in my dorm room, i'll fix it later, ok? don't worry about it. just.. dance with me. let me hold you right now."

honey, you are my shining star

don't you go away

wanna be right here where you are

until my dying day

"this was dad's song. not his favourite. but it was the song everyone associated with him the most. we lost him when i was so very little. i realised that the times i brought him tonight, i spoke as if he was still present. it's just, being at hogwarts, it's like i forget that every summer, i just go back to mum. i forget that he won't be waiting for me, or my mum for that matter, anymore. and it's been years. i couldn't think of a better song. it's like.. he's here.. in a way. you would've liked him, and he would've loved you."

so many have tried

tried to find a love like yours and mine

girl don't you realise

how you hypnotise

make me love you more each time

the tears had stopped eventually as the girl thought of two of the most important men in her life, and she wondered when adrian became one of those men, though she never questioned why. and she noticed so many similarites between how her dad made her mum feel, from what she saw in the old family films, and how adrian made her feel; she recognised the same giggle that she often let out when thinking about adrian and immediately thought back to the time her mother and father giggled when they found out they were pregnant with her. oh that was a clip to watch, their smiles bright and eyes warm and filled with love

adrian would hear her sing along to the song from time to time, it was like the world around them disappeared, leaving them alone and a single thought ran through his mind

'when the lights come on and i'm on my own, will you be there to sing it again'

"you really are beautiful, y/l/n. i don't know if i've said the enough tonight. my most sincerest apologies."

"don’t go all sapfest on me now, pucey," she uttered, moving to slap his chest before just softly place her hand over it instead as she chuckled, "i'm already your date. no need for the flattery.. though, i'd be lying to myself if i didn't think you were handsome."

"ah, so you've been thinking about me, huh?"

y/n scoffed, pushing at him, though her smile still present

honey i'll never leave you lonely

give my love to you only

'i think she's it for me' 'think? you absolute dumbass bitch. you've been making goo goo eyes at her for how long now and you think?!' 'where do you keep coming from? just leave me alone' 'i'm you dumbass. honestly, what does she see in you? i ask myself everyday. like, seriously'

"how did your parents meet? if you don't mind me asking."

"oh, no not at all. dad moved over to the muggle world a few weeks after the first wizarding war. the casualties had taken a toll on his mental health, when he quite literally bumped into mum. he sent the papers that were in her hands flying. mum said she had never heard the word 'sorry' more than in that moment, before he took her out for a coffee. he won her heart over that day, and he still has it. even if he isn't here. it's like.. even to mum, his presence is there. like he never left. which is why we love the song so much."

feels so good

when we're lying here

next to each other

lost in love

baby when we touch

love you so much

you're all i ever dreamed of

"do you think.. i could meet him sometime? your dad i mean. like, of course i'd want to meet your mum, but.. i'd also really like to meet him."

"oh, um.." her heart was pounding, for never in a thousand years did she think she'd hear that come from his mouth and she's imagined a lot of things coming from his mouth, not that she'd tell him, "ade. really.. it's not that i don't want you to. but his burial is in new zealand. and i wouldn't want to put you through all that trouble and flights cost so much these days and i just.. i don't know."

"babe, you're looking at one of hogwarts' best flyers. second to you of course."

she could only shake her head as her heart continued to fill with warmth

"you know what? yeah.. yeah, i'd really like that. i can't promise it'd be a fair race though."

"i wouldn't expect anything less."

the ending chords carried out as the two were brought to a gentle sway, wanting to stay in the moment a little longer whilst other couples started heading out

"well. the time has come. shall i escort you to your common room, my fair maiden?"

"i'd like nothing more, my kind chauffeur."

... "chauffeur?"

"it's.. never mind, lead the way."

as the familiar portrait appeared in the line of sight, the couple stood a few feet away before turning to each other

"thank you for tonight ade, really," y/n felt a little saddened that the night had come to an end, she worried it be her last interaction with the boy for a bit of time, despite their earlier conversation and the depth of what he had asked her, "i had such a good time and i couldn't have wished for a better date."

leaning up, she placed the smallest peck on his cheek before smiling up at him and turning to leave

'you're not gonna let her walk away right?'

"hey, wait!" he grabbed onto her wrist, firm but gentle, pulling her in closer to him, getting a good look at her face, brushing stray strands of hair out of her to get see her eyes that shimmered clearly, "i have another question for you, my little lion."

adrian felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest as the girl continued to look up at him

"i've known of you since our second year. you zipped past me on your broom during try outs and i knew you were a force to be reckoned with. i never spoke to you until our fourth year when we had potions together and i remember praying that the next lesson wouldn't be on amortentia because i knew the room would just smell like you and your sweet, fruity perfume, strawberries and newly bloomed roses. and i remember thinking how my heart would be able to take having the most memorable scents of you invading my nostrils in every corner that i stepped into. i was 14, i didn't know much about feelings. but i knew i was down. i was down bad. but your eyes were on.. fred. and i didn't want to potentially ruin anything that could've happened between you both," his words became a little more firmer as he reached down to grab a hand, holding on tight as he played with her fingers, not wanting to look into her eyes, "i remember bitching to miles about how he was gonna ask you, how you'd say yes and how there would be no point in asking you to the ball, that it'd only be heartbreak for me. but then i watched as you ran off, and i heard your sobs as i found you. and 16 year old adrian, put his feelings aside for the girl he was hopelessly in love with.. and became her shoulder to cry on. but he wanted to be.. wants to be so much more than that.. so i wanted to ask you.. could i be the one you talked about in all your stories you tell your friends.. can i be the guy who gets to cheer for you and lift you into an airborne hug the moment i get onto the pitch as you win another quidditch match? can i be the guy who walks you to all your classes, even if my own is on the other side of the castle, before escorting you back here at the end of every night? can i be the guy who races you to hogsmeade so that i can pay for every order because i know you'll fight me on who pays? can i.. be him? can i be him-"

it's like all of adrian's senses shut off as he felt his tie being grabbed and dragged, his face soon following before his lips made contact with a soft pair, the kiss sending his mind into an overload before his favourite sound inflitrated his ears, his mind off in another world

"you can definitely be him."

Rewrite The Stars - Zac Efron, Zendaya

obviously, as the name of the book itself, and a running metaphor throughout as the chapters as the book progressed, it only made sense. the song focuses on the differences between y/n and adrian and how they overcome those differences as they grow older and mature and write their own story; their love story

Wanna Know - Sabrina Claudio

my perception of this song is that a couple is within the stage in which they're now sharing the 'l' word. obviously this is a big commitment and sometimes one can wonder whether their significant other truly means it. this can be set when adrian first says it to y/n or when they're broken up (temporarily). if they were so hurt from the actions of the other, were they truly in love?

I Don't - Sabrina Claudio

now this song is moreso focused on the lovely miss emilia morales and well.. the dick-ish miles bletchley. this song focuses on a toxic relationship. similarly, no matter how much miles seemed to hurt our girl, because of her love for him, all of those reasons meant nothing, she was so in love with him that she could not bring herself to leave him. she knew that he meant well and would better himself

Frozen - Sabrina Claudio

now again this song can be set when y/n and adrian are younger and are just lounging during a break or a weekend at hogwarts in a common room OR when they have moved in together. this was chosen to show how no matter what, they always knew the other would be the ONE for them, they would love each other no matter what.

Orion's Belt - Sabrina Claudio

so, talking about a constellation and relating it to freckles? i immediately thought of adrian and how his upbringing (as well as his kids names) being somewhat related to space. this song is also about familiarising the feeling of love and romantic warmth together. they create a safe space that was to only be shared between them.

We Have Time - Sabrina Claudio

not too far into their relationship, or maybe even before it became official, adrian has said that he did not want to rush things; i mean this was his first serious relationship. so this song represents how they slowed the pace and took their time to really get to know and inevitably fall in love with each other. through this, it evolved into a loving relationship in which they both gained a significant other and best friend, and it did not feel forced.

Natural - Sabrina Claudio

this song focuses in on the development of a crush that they held on each other and how quick it was to happen. having both been in relationships, it felt new when they started falling for each other, because it was real. not just physical or shy and awkward, but tender and warm and with a friendship already developed, it meant they already knew each other to some degree. and they both continued to fall harder for the other.

Best of the Kind - Jereena Montemayor

now when people say that their significant other is their 'other half', it cannot be portrayed better than in this song. its vaguely implicated. with adrian, y/n felt like a better version of herself. no matter what issues or problems they went through, they knew they would get through it together. they truly were each others better half; they completed each other and it would be hard to imagine one without the other.

Close As Strangers - 5 Seconds of Summer

this takes place during the break up as well. of course the lyrics insinuate that they would still be together, but for the sake of this fic, not quite. it still, however conveys the pain that they felt. in fact, when it comes to lyrics like ' late night calls and another text', this could be happy memories of letters sent between the two when they were still together. but then it says 'but you know that i'll always wait for you', so despite being apart and even somewhat seeing other people, they still hold an amount of love for the other. they could never truly let the other go

Moving Along - 5 Seconds of Summer

whilst y/n showed signs of having moved on (and actually being interested in joseph), it was clear that whatever adrian did with pansy was to streak a sense of jealousy through y/n, yet it was clear he was never truly into pansy, just needed a distraction from the pain. that he had unwillingly caused. adrian tried hard to get through to her, it was never his intentions to hurt her, but for the moment, it was clear that the issue was beyond repair. oh and y/n specifically said 'i know youll find someone else who you can love'.

Lie To Me - 5 Seconds of Summer

this can be set anytime adrian sees y/n with joseph, perhaps when they are together near the black lake or just outside of the gryffindor quidditch tent. seeing her happy after the downfall of the 'it' couple of hogwarts, it was clear that she had moved on (though it was otherwise). at this point, the supposedly new couple is moreso a rebound from the pain that was mistakenly thrown onto y/n

She Looks So Perfect - 5 Seconds of Summer

a more happy song with a happier interpretation. often people find this song silly due to the lyrics. but personally, i find this song quite sweet. no matter what, she would always look perfect in his eyes. i relate this song specifically to the scene in which y/n gave birth to baby z, with fly away hairs, sweat dripping down her forehead and the softest smile as she held the first born pucey against her chest, adrian had never thought that she had looked more perfect then in that moment. the yule ball look was quaking.

Wherever You Are - 5 Seconds of Summer

and we are back to the breakup. though they were separated, in this case romantically and physically, though y/n was in a committed relationship that, though controlling, was respected, it meant that boundaries were created and thus the closeness between her and her friends severed more. so through this song, it insinuates no matter where she may be, near or far, though they may no longer be together, she will always be a lingering thought of adrian's.

Not In The Same Way - 5 Seconds of Summer

ooh a bit spicy. well this takes place during (i was gonna say the first) both trips to france, where, fun times in the sheets happen between miss y/l/n and mr pucey. suck on that joseph. obviously this does not fix what was lost, but they allow themselves to embrace each other as if it is to be their last. they still feel the same love that remains from their past relationship, however the pain of the 'affair' is what holds y/n back.

Want You Back - 5 Seconds of Summer

think this is pretty self explanatory, however, this is set closer to the breakup. obviously in this stage, adrian is still working hard to get his girl back (despite still being seen with pugface), however as time progresses, its not that he stops trying, but rather, that he believes she would be happier with someone else. so he lays off, seeing as his past efforts were rather futile.

Better Man - 5 Seconds of Summer

now this relates moreso to his years before he met y/n. he was, to use emilias words, a man whore. obviously as he indulges in her and starts his first serious relationship, it is shown to his friends just how much y/n changed him. for the better. she had really tamed him

Disconnected - 5 Seconds of Summer

they were officially in love and in love with the idea of losing themselves in each other. they had truly found their safe place. their happy place. the soft and happy yet upbeat song perfectly defines the 'love' stage of y/n and adrian in my opinion. they were completely enamoured with every little thing the other did, and quite literally felt themselves disconnect from the world that surround them as they only needed each other.

Lover Of Mine - 5 Seconds of Summer

this is set just after the battle, when adrian finally gets his girl back. maybe even a little after. he finally reflects on the mistakes that his younger self made, how idiotic he was, and how he would only need y/n, for all that she would take of him. he would continue to better himself and vow to never make those mistakes again for he could not bare to lose her. she was it for him. and he was to make sure that she knew that.

Story Of Another Us - 5 Seconds of Summer

sad again. this is set during the breakup. maybe just after pansy has slapped adrian and y/n is officially with joseph. despite the upbeat tone and quick tempo, the lyrics hold a sombre mood and saddening message, yet so beautiful. every happy memory with y/n is like a movie. and adrian can only hope can he can start a new story with his love. though for the moment, it would have to be but a wish.

Ghost Of You - 5 Seconds of Summer

as they drift further apart, the memory of each other becomes like that of a ghost. the side that the other may have once occupied, the indent of what once was a familiar body begins to flatten out. the familiar music that may have echoed in the room, is now only danced to by a single person rather than a pair. and the company of a past lover is replaced with someone who could never be the other. 'that my feet don't dance like they did with you'.

Best Years - 5 Seconds of Summer

similar to my fic, this song is set just after the battle when our lovers reconcile. adrian promises that shes it for him (though we all knew that already), that he wouldn't make that mistake again, that there was no one else he'd rather, even if she didn't want him anymore. spoiler; she still wanted him.

If You Love Her - Forest Blakk

when adrian had come to terms with y/n and joseph being a thing (understanding that she had cut contact to respect her relationship), i pictured this song. i pictured adrian telling joseph to look after y/n and more importantly, her heart. to never hurt her. i pictured this thru an unsent letter where he then went on to rant abt the small yet simple things she loved, because to him that's when his love for her grew, watching her eyes glow as she did the things she loved. 'shes the best thing that you'll ever have. she'll love you if you love her'.

Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer

when i think of the moments where y/n and adrian sit together out by the black lake near their initial-carved tree, i think of this song. i think of the more intimate yet non-sexual moments, the ones of just pure love and admiration that they share between them. and i think of the desperate whispers shared as they lie in bed together, drowning everything else out

Till The End - Jessie Ware

this one is pretty self explanatory and similar to my own fic of the song. it is set around both the end of the war, their makeup and when they get married. it's a promise to be each other's 'other half', till the end of time

Can't Help Falling In Love - Kina Grannis

your eyes have a way of making me go blind

those eyes of his easily became something that y/n could indulge in. the warmth and noticeable love that shined from his orbs became her favourite thing to wake up to. the morning light that spewed through the blinds that were left slightly ajar reflect off of his eyes and within them she saw a kaleidoscope of wonder, the light illuminating a pool of honey, speckled with stars

"you know, you've ruined stargazing for me," with a huff and a slight pout resting on her lips, "they'd never begin to compare to the one's that rest in your eyes."

adrian could only chuckle as he tried to pull y/n in even closer, resting her head on his chest, tucking her into the side of his neck

"that just sounds like a 'you' problem," his morning voice came out husky and rough, full of sleep, deep, "you know, you're so cute when you pout like that."

"i knew introducing you to muggle sayings was a bad idea, how dare you," the words came out muffled as she spoke into his neck, leaving small, fluttering kisses that tickled him as he let out small hums and giggles, "you couldn't just stick to your weird wizard sayings."

"nah," he spoke into the crown of her head, "they don't bother you as much, so it's not as funny."

your smile does a thing that just melts my mind

as he craned his neck ever so slightly to gaze into her eyes, the inkling of a faint smile began to grow into a loving grin as he saw them, the sweetness of it almost melting her insides

adrian's smile, to y/n, was warmer than the warmest of days, more loving than that of a loving mother, sweeter than the sweetest of deserts; it was absolutely blinding to the naked eye but a sight to behold

"take a picture," adrian smirked, his eyes slitted slightly, still drowsy, "it'll last longer."

"i can't with you," she slapped his chest ever so lightly as she tucked herself into him, "you literally suck. genuinely."

"and you swallow babe," he wheezed, "that's how things work around here."

"you perv!" y/n began to pull away though adrian was quick to tighten his hold around her, "just can't get enough, can you?"

adrian could only chuckle as he began to shake his head

"never with you."

it feels like i'm abseiling in another world

and someone's dropped the line

and i feel myself drifting away

if someone were to ask y/n how she felt when it came to adrian, what do you think the answer would be?

well, what's your happy place? do you have one?

when it came to adrian, there was no denying that she felt as if she were on cloud 9; she was, without a doubt, in a constant state of utter euphoria

she had found her place; he was her happy place

and it was the most wonderful feeling

whilst he was a constant thought in her mind, leaving blissful memories, that left her feeling as if she were floating off into another world, he was also able to ground her and bring her back to him again

your pride is so high yet

you still act so shy

hogwarts 1991

"pucey shoots the quaffle past wood into the left hoop, scoring another ten points for slytherin," the boisterous gryffindor, lee jordan, commentates as he followed along with the match, "the snitch has been spotted as both potter and higgs race in order to secure the win for their corresponding house."

the crowd raised to slightly as they all tried to catch the last few moments of the match with the slytherin's and gryffindor’s at the edge of their seats, hoping for the win

"he's done it!" lee jordan announces as you can hear cheers from one side of the audience, whilst the other erupted into groans, "higgs has caught the snitch. slytherin house has won the game."

as a hufflepuff, y/n was quite neutral with the match and applauded for the winning team, whilst still congratulating the opposing team for their effort

"isn't that your boyfriend's team, y/n?" cedric diggory, friend and house mate, teased as he turned to his friend, whom adorned reddened cheeks, "what kind of cheering is that? blow him a kiss at the very least."

y/n gasped, turning to cedric as she slapped his arm

"adrian isn't my boyfriend," she exclaimed, huffing as she turned to look back at the field, or rather, a certain slytherin who was still mounted on his broom, whooping and hollering in victory, "we're just seat mates. he's just a friend."

"i never said a name, y/l/n," diggory, with that smirk of his, followed my line of sight, landing on the slytherin in question, "oh look, he's coming this way."

and with that, cedric began to get up as y/n turned to look up at her friend

"ced, don't be ridic-" though she was cut off as a gust of wind came from out of nowhere and she turned to the new presence, "adrian! aha. you're here. what're you doing here?"

the girl was clearly flustered and adrian was enjoying it just a little too much

"i'm a chaser on the slytherin quidditch team," he chuckled, stating the obvious, "i kinda have to be here. what are you doing here?"

was it possible for her cheeks to redden even more?

if it was then they did

"i- i'm allowed to enjoy a game of quidditch, am i not?" had she not stuttered, she would've felt a bit more confident about her response, "need to know what my house is up against right?"

"right, well i was wondering," he paused to make direct eye contact, thinking out his next words, "being, you know, a winner and all, i was wondering if you wanted to go on a date. with me. during the next hogsmeade trip. maybe"

his confidence dwindled and.. was that a blush

was the 3rd year chaser of the slytherin team, stone-face, adrian pucey blushing

"um, yeah," she could only look down at her fists that were slightly clenched out of nerve, "yeah, that sounds nice."

"yeah?" he asked, suddenly shy, the light tint of pink spreading down his neck

"yeah." she looked at him, giving a slight nod and a small smile

"yean, no," his smile brightened and widened as he looked down at her, beginning to mount his broom to return it, "that's really cool. um, i'll see you for that date then."

"adrian, we have a few classes before the next trip."

"right, no you're right, i will see you then."

and with that he took off

you're a sore loser but let me win all the time

"ah would you look at that," with his chest puffed, and his grin gleeful, mischief lurking beneath his irises, as he placed a 'pick up 4' card on the table that rested between them, "read 'em and weep."

y/n could only huff and pout, albeit a bit exaggerated, as she reached to pick up an extra 4 cards to add to her (at this point) overflowing deck

"first of all, this isn't poker," she began as she started to sort her new cards into the colour coded system she had, "second, that's just rude."

"wow, love i'm wounded," he smirked as he looked up at y/n who was still deciding on which card to play, "how ever will i continue to live, knowing that you think i'm rude."

placing a red 3, y/n looked up to adrian, waiting for his turn, in which he had placed a 'skip' card and then a green 5

with her eyes quite visibly lighting up, y/n placed a green, yellow and red 5 before turning to adrian again

he had placed 2 'pick up 2's smiling mischievously, only for y/n to place another 'pick up 2'

and the smile was wiped off his face, and instead placed on hers as she cheered

picking up the extra 6 cards, he turned as he heard 'uno' to see that she had placed a 'pick up 4' card and held one card left, his jaw dropping, as he returned to the decreasing pile

having placed a colour changing card, she was able to place her final card, winning the game

"you- i- what?" he was flabbergasted, pouting in his loss, though the warmth in his chest said otherwise as he watched his girl cheer in victory, "i think you cheated and therefore i want a rematch."

"or you can accept that i'm just better and we play mario kart instead so i can kick your ass again."

"you're on."

so when someone asks why i love you so

i know my reason why

why the stars now reside in my eyes

what did y/n love about adrian?

well if you were to ask her, her list would be endless

so let's start here

the two had met during their first charms lesson, befriending each other quickly, to the surprise of others. i mean, how many times do you see a slytherin and hufflepuff interacting positively, let alone hanging out and enjoying it

the girl was was the epitome of sunshine and friendliness whilst the boy was the epitome of politeness and manners, and so their dynamics fit well

as second year approached, the two found themselves befriending others, and hung out less and less, though they vowed to remain close friends

then came third year and the match between gryffindor and slytherin, slytherin's win, and y/n and adrian's first date

during the hogsmeade trip, the pair had gone to the three broomsticks, reacquainting themselves with each other after the year apart. it was crazy just how much you could forget about someone when you spend less and less time with them

through that, upon entering honey dukes, adrian had purchased y/n's favourite treat, handing it to her as he dropped her off to the hufflepuff common room, leaving a departing kiss on her forehead before heading off

1995

"you know i love you right?" she asked as he held her, stargazing from atop the astromy tower, one last time, "like, i'm utterly in love with you, it's not even funny."

"of course it wouldn't be funny, love," adrian chuckled, in disbelief, "why would loving someone be funny?"

"it's.. a saying." she sighed as she turned away from him, leaning on the railing

"well i do know that you love me," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his chin atop her head, "but i know that i love you more."

"you think?" she whispered back

"i know." and with a final kiss to her temple, they gazed out as night fell over hogwarts, for the last time

you make me feel like i'm alright

i could stay tucked in your arms all day and fall asleep in them at night

and as long as the world goes around the sun to its steady demise

her grounding. her happy place. her best friend and other half. her comfort

all the worries she held never mattered when he was around

the warmth of his arms as they enclose around her were all too enticing, inviting to rest in his arms until the world meet its end

"we don't have anything too important to do today right?" y/n inquired, voice muffled, "i dont want to move. i could stay here all day if you'd let me."

"well, you know," adrian chuckled as he could smell the light scent of her shampoo, "auror training. not too important."

"nah, we can stay here," she then turned to stare into his eyes, a small pout etching onto her face, "please can we stay here?"

"yeah we can stay here." pecking her nose and the apple of her cheek

i'll be with you

by your side, it's true

and you'll smile back at me

2001

the salty breeze of the small beach hit y/n's face softly, the white dress she wore gently dancing with the wind, smile gracing her face as she lovingly gazed at adrian, whom stood across from her

"do you, y/n y/m/n y/l/n, take adrian pucey, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day onward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?"

"i do."

slipping her hand into his, grazing it slightly, she brought up her other hand to wipe the tear that had begun to cascade down adrian’s cheek

"and do you, adrian edmund pucey, take y/n y/l/n, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day onward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?"

"i do."

"as we gather here, family and friends, we watch on as their love story progresses onto the next chapter. a chapter that started once the words 'i do' were spoken. you will cherish this bond as it only belongs to you. start each day with gratitude and compassion and unconditional love will follow. believe in each other; support each other's dreams. with each passing year, you will grow closer together, draw strength together and two shall become one. you will be blessed with the greatest happiness of all. to love and to be loved. by the power invested in me, i now announce you, husband and wife. you may kiss your bride."

cheers erupted, tears fell, smiles widened and eye brightened

"from this day forward, i announce the newly wedded, mr and mrs pucey."

with hands held high, interlaced and intertwined, they gazed into each others eyes, for the first time as a married couple

and y/n gazed into adrian’s brown eyes. the ones she always knew

with those brown eyes the ones

i always knew

was it noticeable that i struggled with the last part.. i definitely didn't take it from an image i found online..

ANYWAY

finally done so.. im ready to hit the sack after a long day of school and finally finishing this fic

MY LOVES

“love, i think it’s time we moved to the great hall, don’t you think?” y/n asked, “i mean, you have a match tomorrow, i wouldn’t want you to go to rest on an empty stomach.”

“i actually might just shoot to the bathroom real quick but why don’t you make your way inside and find a seat and i’ll catch up with you, hm?” he had responded, his irish accent thick

y/n could barely nod in response as he removed his hand from hers, standing up quickly and taking his leave

his behaviour would have been suspicious to anyone, however, y/n shrugged off those thoughts

i mean she had nothing to worry about right?

the two had met through their mutual friend, adrian pucey and had been together for just short of 2 months, having bonded over the share of interest for quidditch

whilst adrian and miles had met in first year during sorting after finding that they were both sorted into slytherin, y/n and adrian had met in the early stages of their childhood, courtesy of their parents whom attended hogwarts together

despite having been separated due to attaining different attributes and thus, being sorted into different houses, the two still remained close and in contact as the years passed in hogwarts

it was not until their third year that y/n had accumulated a crush on the irish boy that played as keeper for the slytherin quidditch team, adrian’s friend, miles bletchley, whom she shared a few classes with

and so began the small whispers to adrian, whom was not excited but nonetheless supportive of his childhood friend's small crush

after all, that's all this would be right?

if adrian could have eaten up his words at that moment, he would have, his eyes bulging, almost threatening to pop out of their sockets as he turned the corner of the corridor and saw his good friend miles bletchley tuck a few strands of the familiar y/h/c hair behind the ear of a familiar, giggly figure

when he had heard the rumours that the two were a couple, he wanted to laugh in disbelief

surely the rumours were false. i mean, y/n would have told him by now, right?

you know i don't lie

so i tell you the truth

that i'm so in love with you

even when it hurts me to

the otherwise buzzing great hall is brought to a deathly silence, at least to adrian it is, as the newly announced couple make their way in, hand in hand as they walk to the slytherin table together

as the pair got closer and closer to the end at which adrian was sat, whom was still somewhat dazed, the whooping and hollering had seemed to pick up as few of the boys’ friends slapped miles on the back

whilst miles had picked up a conversation with graham montague, adrian turned to y/n, before motioning to the doors of the great hall

though confused, she knew it had to be important, so after nodding towards her closest friend, she gently removed her hand from miles’ hold, who looked up to the girl with a look of confusion before being waved off

whilst the two made their way to the entrance of the great hall, miles looked at the back of the pair for a moment before shrugging it off and turning to resume his conversation with graham

once the two had found a bench a few feet away, adrian had motioned for her to sit down before he turned to her, the look on his face incredulous

“miles? really y/n?” he posed, his eyebrows raised, and his usually soft and soothing voice, now high in pitch, “of all people you could have possibly dated, you chose miles?”

“i honestly don’t know what you’re going on about nor why you think that’s any of your business,” the usually soft-spoken girl had also began to raise her voice ever so slightly, though it wasn’t enough for it to echo down the corridor, “besides, i told you i liked him, so what has changed since then?”

“i figured your small crush would just continue to be a crush, a longing if you will,” adrian presumed, “i didn’t think he’d actually ask you out. besides were you ever going to tell me because finding out that you’re closest friend is dating hogwarts’ renowned playboy from a couple second years isn’t a nice feeling.”

y/n could only gape at her supposed best friend

“i don’t have to tell you anything, it’s my information to share,” she exasperated, “and don’t call him that."

“why? you and i both know it’s true, you just refuse to believe it,” adrian declared

“how can you even say that about your friend?” y/n questioned, standing up from bench before saying, “some friend you are.”

and with that, she began to walk back to the great hall, making her way to her own house’s table to sit with her friends

adrian took a deep breath before standing up himself to move inside, making his way back over to his seat, where miles and graham were still mid-conversation

as he got closer, the conversation was clearer

“that’s got to be your what? sixth relationship this month miles?” graham remarked, seemingly impressed, “how do you do it?”

“it’s all a dare graham, that’s all it is,” miles replied before saying, “besides everyone knows that y/h’s are only good for a fun time in bed, isn’t that right flint?”

adrian could only scoff, blocking out what his captain had said in response

sometimes miles wasn’t always the douchiest prick that he was showcasing to the slytherin team

sometimes miles was the friend that adrian needed when he couldn’t go to y/n

yet all he wanted to do was take bole or derrick’s beater bat during the next match and whack a bludger or two at the keeper for even insinuating taking his best friend to bed

y/n could be pissed at adrian for all he cared, he wouldn’t allow miles to talk about her like that

before he could say anything, he heard miles begin to talk again

“it doesn’t really matter if she’s good or not,” miles boasts, “you all know that i take the girl to bed once before ditching her for a new one.”

this time, adrian had heard flint begin to speak

“hey pucey? you’re close to the girl,” adrian could only nod, though he had a feeling that he wouldn’t like where this is going, “is she any good in bed? bet you’ve seen the sinful little body of hers that’s tucked away by those horrid cloaks.”

he couldn’t help but shake before storming off to the y/h table, in search of the girl

upon hearing stomp-like noises, y/n had moved her focus from the conversation between her friend group to the left side of her, seeing an angry looking adrian pucey making his way to her

she could only roll her eyes and huff in annoyance as he finally made it to her, stopping directly to her left

before he could say anything, she had beat him to it

“adrian, i don’t want to talk to you right now so just leave me alone.” she spoke firmly.

“y/n, you have to listen to me,” he stated, before his voice dropped to a slight whisper as he uttered, seemingly desperate, “please.”

she could only sigh heavily, and saw that adrian looked hopeful before she settled further into her seat

“if what you have to say is so important, then i’m sure you can tell me right here.” she claimed

though this wasn’t what he wanted, adrian could on sigh in defeat

“i’m telling you now, and i need you to believe me,” adrian starts, taking a deep breath before continuing, “miles only wants to take you to bed, those are his true intentions.”

y/n could only scoff with a sarcastic smile before looking up to him

"really? this is a bit far don’t you think?” she asked, her mood dropped, “i get it, you don’t like the boy, but you could at least be the slightest bit supportive for me.”

adrian could only throw his hands to his hair, exasperated

“you know i care about you and would never want to see you hurt,” he exclaimed, “y/n, believe me i know the guy, i know what he’s like and he’s everything but good for you.”

“oh yeah?” she took a deep breath before continuing, “and who is good for me pucey?”

it was now or never

‘me’

a singular word

he just had to utter it

so why was it so hard?

noticing his hesitance, y/n all but raised a brow

“anyone that isn’t him,” adrian uttered, again sighing in defeat as he gazed down at the ground

y/n again let out a scoff, turning to say goodnight to her friends before pushing past adrian and walking to leave the room

sometimes when i wake

with a smile on my face

dreaming of you

but it was all good to be true

upon reaching her room, she could only allow her body to throw itself onto her bed

she had known adrian for as long as she could remember, the two being like peas in a pod

they were with each other through everything

so why was now any different

surely adrian knew that this was her first relationship, making it all that much special

so i hadn’t told him, but the relationship is still relatively new

if anything it was anything but serious

oh, that isn’t really a good way to word it

we were still getting used to each other and the new relationship

yeah, that’s it

y/n can only hope that what happened tonight will be fixed the next day

after all, adrian was her best friend

nothing would change that, no matter how angry she was in that moment

if soulmates existed, y/n was sure adrian was hers

platonically of course

with her best friend on her mind, the y/h fell into a deep slumber

that night, she had sweet, sweet dreams of possible future dates with miles whom she was excited to further the relationship with

yet at the same time she found herself thinking about adrian

adrian and the words he had said to her during dinner

but mainly adrian and the way the sun seemed to make his eyes, that she had always found beautiful, glimmer as she seemed to get lost in his irises

she thought about the way his hair, which she always loved to run her hands through, sat and accentuated his facial features that only seemed to become more beautiful as they grew

she thought about his ears, the ones that always listened to her as she talked about her day and ranted about her favourite books and muggle television shows, and how she thought they were adorable when he had tried to cover them in their second year

she thought about his comforting smell, the faint scent of broom polish and grass from his quidditch training, along with the scent of sandalwood with a hint of coconut and honey

and then she thought about the way he spoke about miles

and the slight smile that had seemed to find its way on her face, dropped

and i know my worth

and maybe i'm holding back

from what i truly need

and it's not how you've been treating me

the last few weeks, y/n’s  thought had been of miles and everything they could possibly do in the future

though now, she couldn’t help but think about her best friend

adrian was always on her mind in some way, but this

this felt different

and it just felt.. right

what it meant though, she had no idea

she cared for the boy, having known him for 9 years

that was a given

but this was.. different

she found herself wanting to be the reason as to why he smiled

the reason as to why his eyes sparkled just that little bit more

the reason as to why his nose and cheeks tinted pink as he thought about.. me

i have a crush on my best friend

i have a crush on the one and only, adrian pucey

i have to talk to miles

he needs to know

with knowledge of the boys schedule , y/n began to make her way to the quidditch field

though she knew adrian would be there, she knew she needed to talk to miles

upon reaching the field, she saw that the boys were not present and playing, before she heard commotion coming from the closest tower to her right

making her way into the loud tower, she made eye contact with everyone but miles, adrian and graham, whom all turned to see the newcomer

making her way to marcus flint, 5th year and slytherin captain, she voices her query

“where’s adrian and miles?” straight to the point, there was nothing else that needed to be said

“well hello to you too sweetheart,” she wanted to gag but needed to know where miles was even more, “adrian and graham are off packing the equipment away. your loving boyfriend is in the change rooms. if you leave now, you might get lucky.”

whilst he winked and the remaining students on the team snickered, y/n let out a gag this time before making her way to the slytherin change rooms

as she got closer, she expected to hear the sounds of water running however, she was met with a more distinct sound

i mean as distinct as a high-pitched moan could be

and on that note, she had an idea of what was happening

walking into the change rooms, she made her way to the only occupied shower before kicking the door as hard as she could

hearing the rustling and watching the towel that once hung on the door, she crossed her arms, waiting for her boyfriend to open the door

“who the fuck was tha- y/n is that you?” miles asked, his voice shaky

“hi love, hi millicent,” if anything, she wasn’t all that angry, maybe a little guilty in the sense that adrian had been right, but not angry, “having fun i hope. i mean it’d be nicer if you both had the decency to do it in the privacy of your rooms but if you’re in need then surely that makes it ok.”

seeing that y/n was about to leave, miles went to say something, however millicent had spoken first

“not my fault he’d rather have some fun with someone who actually knows what she wants,” she spoke, as if she was the toughest person and had hit a nerve

y/n could only stop in her tracks, a smug expression taking over her face

“i mean i won’t judge you if what you want is 2 inches of sadness and desperation but even i can do better than that,” y/n said before turning around to leave, “can’t say the same about you.”

“oh and we’re over miles, though i think you already knew that,” y/n called out before she was gone

though most would have felt betrayed, all she could think about was adrian and finding him

urgently

making her way to the tower that she had last seen the slytherin team, she only found graham and marcus

“hello again sweetheart,” if she couldn’t see that marcus was smirking, she would have definitely heard it through the tone he used, “what brings you back?”

“where could i find adrian? graham?” y/n could only turn to face the chaser, “you were last with him.”

“last i saw, he was making his way to the great hall,” he moved to lean forward, “what’s it to you sweetcheeks?”

she went to reply, however decided against it, calling out to the two a quick ‘thanks’ before making her way back into the castle

upon reaching the entrance of the great hall, she took a few deep breaths before entering

looking over to the y/h, she saw her friends, who had looked up to see who had entered and upon realising it was her, begin to wave her down, an invitation to sit with them

though with one person in mind, she turned her attention towards the slytherin table where she saw the boy of whom she’s been searching for, sat in his usual seat towards the end of the table, alone

calling out to him, wanting to get his attention and being successful, the boy of question looked up to see the frantic y/h making her way to him and so he, effortlessly, found his own body getting up to meet her in the middle

before he could say anything, she had placed her hands delicately on his face and his lips were met with hers in a delicate and soft yet passionate and honestly much needed kiss

after what felt like hours to the two when realistically it had been just under a minute, y/n softly detached from adrian, but still maintaining a very close distance, and looked into his eyes, that did seem to sparkle

she noticed that the tip of his nose and his cheeks and neck adorned the slightest shade of pink and her heart soared as she remained in his arms

“it was you,” she could only mutter, though the close distance met that he could hear every little whisper, and breath and the moments where her heart skipped as his smile grew, “i don’t want him. i want you.”

and now, without hesitation, he brought his lips to her once more, moving her arms around his neck before he settled his arms around her waist

maybe they weren’t platonic soulmates after all

@limerenze @lilyswh0re

*flashback*

“honestly daphne, i dont know how many times ill have to tell you,” he was exhausted mentally, how could someone be so persistent, “im in a happy relationship and do not wish to end it nor seek for an affair. i dont want you.”

“ade, come on,” she pulls him closer, running her fingers up his arm, “i mean, you’re a slytherin, i’m a slytherin, it only makes sense. why be with a half-blood gryffindork when you have a pure-blood right here."

“you know i don’t care about blood purity,” internally he was raging, however the stone faced boy didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of knowing he was riled, “honestly you’re just pathetic daphne. this only further proves why id pick her over you"

“i mean think about it ade,” she huffed, clearly not liking that she wasnt changing his mind, “we basically look the same,  the only difference is my blood is as pure as can be, her blood is tainted, and shes in the opposing house. youre fucking our enemy."

“stop calling me that, you’re acting like a brat,” he called out whilst trying to put as much distance between them as possible, “blood purity is complete bullshit but if anything, she’s more pure than you could ever be, the house rivalry is complete bullocks and what we do is none of your business!"

though she knew he wouldn’t see her smirk, it was definitely heard through the tone of her voice

“if she’s so important to you than where is your little trophy now?” she wanted some kind of reaction from him, if she couldn’t have him, she might as well stir shit, “where is this ‘goddess of a woman’ that you call yours if she isn’t at your hip.  oh wait, i heard that you both were planning on having a date. so why are you here adrian? oh i knew you wanted to spend time with me."

shit

with that, adrian took off into a sprint, daphne’s cackle of a giggle ricocheting off the walls of the empty hallway, in an attempt to reach the library as quick as possible

where is she

upon reaching the entrance of hogwarts' library, adrian was upset as he could not see the familiar head of y/h/c hair, instead coming across small groups of first years

"ah pucey," the potions professor’s easily distinguishable voice hit adrian’s ears, "looking for y/l/n i presume? well dont bother looking here, she left a few minutes ago. she seemed upset."

for a man whose face usually displayed apathy, he looked pretty smug

"do you happen to know which direction she went professor?" he couldnt bare to think about her upset, not when she was usually a walking ball of sunshine. he knew she wouldve been a puff if she wasnt his sassy little lion

"i can only assume she returned to her common room." and with a dramatic swish of his robes, he left

theatrical much

making his way to the gryffindor common room, he could hear a familiar voice

one he did not favour, nor did he expect

"ah y/n, you shouldve seen it," with an almost iron-like grip, daphne had a hold of y/n’s forearm, "adrian just wouldnt let me leave. he had me pinned against the wall with his hand twirling my y/h/c strands. i’m sorry girly but it was bound to happen. i mean everyone saw it coming."

it seemed as if adrian couldn't move

why wasnt his sass pot of a girlfriend saying anything

before y/n had a chance to, her best friends, george and fred weasley had stepped out of the common room, upon hearing their best friends name being said by a not so pleasant voice

"i suggest you move along greenass before things get ugly," george muttered, however fred continued

"we've been working on a few new pranks and havent been able to test them out."

"whatever, i was just leaving," she scowled before turning to y/n, "it's cute that you thought you had a chance. i mean, we do look pretty identical. a shame your pretty self holds such dirty blood."

and with that, daphne skipped off, smirking when she saw adrian but saying nothing

it was clear to the twins that y/n was about to burst into tears

it was evident to adrian too and it absolutely broke him

like magic, his legs began to move again as he quickly made his way over to the trio, hoping he could get a word in though it seemed as if he was too late

"y/n, i swear, dont trust a thing she was saying, please ju-"

"honestly mate, i dont know what your deal is and frankly, i dont care, but i really thought you were different," fred cut in. he took his role as a best friend and an older brother seriously, and having a dear friend of his on the brink of tears tipped the usually happy boy off, "i dont know if this is tolerable within your house but it sure as hell isnt within ours. you know, i quite liked you pucey, for you made our friend happy, and for that we welcomed you. i'm not one to believe the words of daphne greengrass of all people. what made her words seem believable, however, was the fact that y/n was here outside of our common room when george and i knew that she had left because she had 'a date with adrian'. so where were you? what was so important that you werent where you said you would be?"

"you know what, i dont even care about where you were," george said immediately after, not giving adrian even a chance to open his mouth, "look at her adrian. you said youd treasure her, that youd make her happy. and we believed you. because she was happy with you. her smile was at its brightest, and that, for us, proved to us that you were the one for her. but now i'm seeing that we may have been wrong. and fred and i are not ones to admit that often."

"georgie," a sniffle and then the smallest of voices was heard from the three boys, "can you and freddie give us a moment? please."

the twins faces softened, nodding towards the girl before turning to return to the common room, but not before scowling at the slytherin chaser

"where were you ade?" her voice was small, quiet, soft yet it did anything but calm adrian, "you told me to meet you at the library and i waited and waited and you were a no show."

where was his lion

"i promise i wasnt with daphne- well i was but i didnt have her pinned. everything she said to you was a lie, please understand that."

adrian was desperate

"that doesn't answer my question adrian," she took a deep breath, "where were you?"

"i forgot that i had told you to wait at the library and was returning to the slytherin common room when i ran into daphne. only then did i remember about our date."

as bad as it sounded, adrian did not want to lie and so he hung his head in shame

"so we spend weeks planning for this date YOU suggested and then you forget? how does that happen adrian? like i genuinely dont understand. you want me to understand? help me understand."

"i couldn't think about anything else but the fact that daphne was always around, pestering us and the thought clouded my mind and i forgot about our plans."

y/n could only scoff, her usually bright y/e/c orbs clouding in distinct fury, the streaks of tears drying along her cheeks

"this insufferable girl pestering us is one thing, but blaming her for YOUR problems is another," was she being petty? she didnt know, nor did she care, "you couldve ignored her. why did you allow her to cloud your mind like that? if you dont like her, why is she plaguing your thoughts?"

that he couldnt answer

ever so slowly, the anger in her eyes disappeared as she thought about her next words

"look, i care about you ade, i really do," she wouldnt meet his eyes, instead looking anywhere but at him, "and so, i think we should take a break, see what that does for us."

before adrian could say anything, y/n placed a lingering peck on his cheek before turning and entering the gryffindor common room, leaving adrian alone with his thoughts

fuck you daphne

*end of flashback*

that was five months ago and adrian had never felt more miserable

adrian was sure that after the lengthy period of time since that encounter, it was no longer a 'break' but moreso the end of their relationship

see what that does for us

he often struggled to remove himself from the comfort of his bed, only leaving for classes and meals, though then it was (not without a struggle) with the assistance of his mates, miles bletchley and graham montague

the moping of their friend took a toll on them at first, never having seen him so.. lost

and then it just got tiring, with the struggles to take him out, to the silent sobs that wracked his body at night

but they knew that it was what adrian needed most

i mean, how do you get over a breakup with the one person you were so sure you'd be with for the rest of your life

call him crazy but he really believed he had found his soulmate in her

and he went and screwed it up

"come on mate," miles was soft with his voice, not wanting to further upset the already saddened boy, "it's time to go off to dinner, maybe we can try and eat a little bit more today?"

adrian could only shrug his shoulders, wrapping his robes around him before moving to stand between graham and miles

the two boys looked at each other over adrian’s shoulder, exchanging small, hopeful smiles

upon reaching the common room, they were met with a not so quiet common room, for it was not empty

"wow, you look like shit," daphne chuckled, getting a kick out of what has been happening, "what happened to you? havent seen the light of day?"

"fuck off green," miles barked out, he was sick of the girl but there wasnt much he could do, "honestly, dont you have anything better to do."

daphne’s eyes glimmered, her smirk growing

"i mean i could go pester y/n about how i stole her boyfriend," daphne pondered, her head tilting to the side as she shifted her weight to her left leg, resting her left arm on her hip and her right hand on her face, "but she just doesnt react anymore so it's just not as fun."

miles had never wanted to be a female more just so he could bitch slap daphne and give her a piece of his mind

graham could only glare at the girl

see, miles and graham had a soft spot for the kind-hearted gryffindor whom was once with their friend for he had never looked so happy in their years of friendship. they found themselves enjoying the company and the rivalry of going against her in quidditch matches. so when they had first heard of the 'break', they were heartbroken for their friend, but also felt as if they had lost a friend. it hurt them to see both parties so upset. even if she refused to show it

both boys tried to move adrian away, for they could tell that he was beginning to break, having heard y/n's name

"come on ade," graham rubbed his shoulders comfortingly, looking over his shoulder to glare at daphne once more, who only just waved with a smile on her face in pure glee, "please dont cry mate. you know ill cry if you do."

adrian knew graham was trying to make him feel better but..

"she used to call me ade," adrian didnt want to think about it but it was hard not to, "what else could i have done graham? i'm still so in love with that girl. i pray every morning when i wake up and every night before i go to sleep that she'll be mine again. that this was all just a nightmare i have yet to wake up from. but then i'm hit with waves of pain and i know it's not a nightmare."

the captain and the keeper could only look at eachother before looking back to adrian, graham sending him an apologetic smile

"let's get something to eat mate," miles began to push him, "you really need it. especially with our game coming up in a few weeks."

"you know you can sit this game out if you want, especially with us going against gryffindor," graham intervened, "i can only assume angelina is allowing her to do the same."

adrian could only shake his head

"i just want her back man," adrian muttered, "i miss her so much. i miss holding her and how easy it was due to our height difference. i miss how competitive she was when we played against gryffindor, or even when it came to card games. i miss how peaceful and serene she'd look as she slept, even the smallest glimpse before i fell asleep brung such happiness to my life. i just.. miss her."

"i'm so sorry mate." was all miles could say

upon reaching the entrance of the great hall, the slytherin trio ran into a familiar gryffindor trio

whilst the twins wanted to scowl at adrian, the sight of him so down made them feel empathetic

at the same time, graham and miles felt saddened seeing how hurt the girl truly was and so, before adrian and y/n could realise just how close they were to eachother, the four boys smiled sympathetically at each other before moving to their respective tables

"let's go mate," miles continued to pat adrian’s back, whilst still looking back to check on the trio of lion's, "you can have the first serving if you want."

adrian sported a small smile which didnt go unnoticed by his friends whom shared a smile, happy with the sight

for the first time in a while, adrian began to joke around more, chuckling and laughing with graham and miles

he also began to eat more, which made the two feel happy

he was slowly building himself back to the person he was

"do you remember when cassius and had to replace peregrine because he had a detention with snape to complete and he almost let go of the bat?" adrian asked, laughing at the memory, "cassius went so red, he couldve been mistaken for a gryffindor ti-"

adrian cut himself off towards the end of his sentence as he met a certain female gryffindor's eyes

both adrian and y/n's eyes widened upon making eye contact before her eyes snapped back to george's, her cheeks reddening

adrian could only smile a little before turning back to face graham, who turned around to see what made adrian smile, but smirked when he made eye contact with y/n, her face flushing even more

"seems like someone still has a bit of a crush on our boy," graham wiggled his eyebrows, chuckling when adrian’s face tinted pink, "how cute."

"making eye contact from across the great hall doesn't mean she has a crush on me," adrian sighed, i mean a boy could wish, "if anything she was probably looking at someone else."

"yeah sure, ok mate," miles chuckled, "if the eye contact didnt give anything away, those red cheeks of hers definitely did. and besides, there's no other table behind us genius. she's still into man."

adrian looked up once more to see her smiling, before he looked back down at his place, using his fork to push around the leftovers

*a few weeks pass*

"we know that angelina always goes for the right hoop only to turn towards the left last second," graham deducts, before turning to miles, "if you could gate keep the right when she has the quaffle before swiftly moving to the left a few seconds before she's in shooting range, we may be able to block her. adrian, if you and cassius could put distance between us three, without straying too far, we may be able to pass the quaffle over swiftly. peregrine, lucian, try not to knock out a player this time, we want to win fairly, show them that our house can win from strategy and not power and cheating. y/n is definitely their most agile player, she's really good at defense, and with angelina's speed, that can guarantee a few goals, so miles, you may need to up your defense. ronald isnt the worst keeper, he just has a lack of experience. at least that's what we hope for. with training though, it could be very promising for their team. with ginny near him, it would mean that whether we make the goal or not, it would be quick for them to get the quaffle back to our side of the field. terrence, you know not to exert yourself. of course we want to catch the snitch but if it's too dangerous then dont push yourself. safety is key. we all know harry is one of hogwarts' best seekers but with agility and strategy, i think we could win."

when graham became captain, he had offered terrence higgs' role of seeker back to him for he wanted team mates of skill, not of wealth. it was also a no-brainer that his role as captain has secured them a few wins.

the team cleared out of their designated tower before returning to the castle

i wanna hold your hair when you drink too much

and carry you home when you cannot stand up

you did all these things for me when i was half a man for you

i wanna hold your hand while we're growing up

so the slytherin team did not end up winning, but it wouldve been a close call, had they caught the snitch, with a score of 220-80

with the gryffindor's celebrating in their common room, it left the other houses to do as they please

adrian was making his way to the library to return a book he had borrowed when he saw a familiar figure sitting on a bench just outside of it

"y/n?" adrian was confused, she was supposed to be in the gryffindor common room, "what are you doing here? are- are you drunk?"

when she heard her name, she turned to see who called for her before smiling, her eyes sparkling

"OH! hi ade!!" she was definitely drunk, "it's been so long, how are you?"

she stumbled her way over, before taking adrian into her arms and snuggling into his neck, wrapping his arms around her waist

adrian's face and neck flushed pink, though it wasnt noticeable to the intoxicated girl

"uh- ive been good," he couldnt help but breathe in her scent, enjoying the warmth of her embrace that he has missed so much, "why are you here little lion? how did you make it down the stairs in this state?"

"dont tell anyone," she whispered, though it was already muffled as she talked into his neck, "but i snuck past georgie and freddie. it was fun. it was like the stairs were moving and before i knew it, here i was!"

adrian could only chuckle as he moved to remove her face from his neck so he could get a good look at her, her cheeks a light pink, her eyes sparkling

"i miss you so much little lion," he whispered to her, lighting running his thumb over the apple of her cheek, "you and your sassy attitude and your little snores and your big bright eyes. i dont know what id do without you."

"i'm right here ade!" she giggled, nuzzling into his neck again, "silly snake."

all of a sudden a wave of nausea hit y/n like a tsunami and the room started to spin

did adrian always have two heads

adrian noticed and quickly gathered the sick girl into his arms, book forgotten, rushing to get to the nearest bathroom

finding the closest cubicle, adrian gathered all of her hair, rubbing her back soothingly as she began to empty out her stomach

"let it all out, little lion," he shushed her, "that's it, you'll feel better."

once she had finished, she rested her head on the seat, tired

adrian worked quick to tie up her hair and clean her face before picking her up and gathering her in his arms, leaving the bathroom

he had moved his forgotten book to the front desk of the library before making his way to the stairs

removing her head from his neck, her sleepy eyes glistened with wonder before gmshe giggled and faced adrian

"the stairs are still moving ade!" she exclaimed, turning back to look at the stairs, leaning back into adrian, "its so magical"

adrian nodded as he stared at the girl in admiration

once he got to the entrance of the gryffindor common room, he pondered how he would get her inside

before he could ask her what the password was, george opened the door and popped his head out before seeing a flushed adrian and a sleepy y/n in his arms

george could only smile, thankful that his friend was safe and happy for the moment that he can only assume they had

"hey mate," george greeted adrian quietly, "ill take her from here. thanks for bringing her back. scared the life out of freddie, this one did. starting to think she's more troublesome than the infamous weasley twins."

adrian could only smile back before looking down to look at her one final time, savouring the warmth she brought

handing her over to george, he smoothed her baby hairs and fly aways back before moving to leave

"hey mate?" george called out before adrian could get too far, "she's still in love with you. it's not hard to see that. you can get her back you know. just.. give it a think."

"thanks mate," adrian felt giddy but didnt want to show it, "goodnight george. get her to bed safely for me."

he had some thinking to do

as soon as he entered his own common room, he made a beeline for the stairways to the boys dorms

"hey adrian," daphne called out in a sickly sweet voice, "come back from good time are you? maybe i could have a turn now?"

adrian felt sick

"ugh do you hear yourself? do you ever think about what you have to say?"

he was disgusted and baffled

before she could answer, miles was making his way down the stairs upon hearing adrian, distressed

"stop being a such a bitch for once in your life," miles was sick of daphne and her shit, "i understand it's something you tend to struggle with but meddling with another relationship because no one else wants you is a whole new low for you. and that would surprise most. adrian doesnt want you. he's never wanted you and he never will. and if you keep this up, no one will."

daphne was stunned and the boys took their leave before she couldve replied

"i'm honestly tired of her shit man," miles sighed, shaking his head as they made their way to their dorm where graham was waiting, "she just wont give up. i was hoping that would shut her up but it looked like she had more to say."

"where were you anyway mate?" graham asked, resting his book on his bed, "it doesn't take that long to drop off a book."

"i uh- i ran into a drunk little lion," adrian recounted, chuckling, "the little one threw herself at me before we had to rush to the bathroom so that she wouldnt get sick outside of the library."

miles and graham nodded, smiling at their friend who seemed a lot more happier than before he left. they decided not to question him anymore, all getting ready to head to bed

all adrian could think about was the way it felt to have y/n in her arms, and george's parting words

he still had a chance to get her back; he could get his little lion back, he just didnt know how

*a few weeks later*

making his way to the great hall with miles and graham, adrian couldnt contain his excitement, wanting to get to the hall as quickly as possible. miles and graham could only chuckle

"calm down mate," graham called out, "the hall isnt going to leave, no matter how magical this place may be."

"i cant help it man," adrian felt jittery, "ive been planning this for the last few weeks now and i dont want anything to go wrong."

"and it wont mate," miles cut in, placing his hand on adrians shoulder, "we'll take care of daphne, you just have to take care of the rest."

whilst miles and graham made their way towards the slytherin table, ensuring to sit near daphne, adrian made a beeline for the gryffindor table, mind racing but heart set before he came to a stop in front of y/n and her group consisting of george, fred, lee, angelina, ginny, ron, hermione and harry who all stopped to look at him

"y/n y/m/n y/l/n, my little lion," upon saying that, adrian chuckled, hearing a few others chuckle and giggle as well, "before i met you, i never thought that i could find true love and true joy, not in a single being anyway. the concept of love and commitment terrified me as it meant that when the time came, it would be a requirement to give and dedicate yourself to someone else. but then you came barrelling into my life. literally. and i understood what it meant to love someone, to commit to someone, to find true, pure joy with someone. and i wasnt terrified, not with you. once i met you, true love became so much more than a want, but rather a need. only if it was from you though. i dont want love, no, i dont want life, if it isnt with you. and i know that i havent shown that in our time together and im so sorry. i didnt show you just how treasured you are to me and i made a mess of our relationship. but from the mess that i made, and all the broken pieces of that mess, ill rebuild the house of what our relationship once was, and i promise to make up for every tear you shed. so from here on out, for as long as youll have me, ill give you the best years. and i promise you wont regret it. i just need you back in my arms and in my life as my other half."

the great hall silenced, not a sound coming from any of the tables, seemingly having heard what adrian had said as they all waited to hear y/n's response

instead of giving a verbal response, y/n jumped into adrian’s arms, wrapping her arms around his neck as she tried to get as close to him as she can, tears cascading down her face of pure love and happiness

the great hall burst into cheers and applause as the two drowned them all out in their embrace. whilst adrian nodded at the twins her had gleeful smiles on their face, happy to see their best friend happy again, y/n looked across the room, meeting the eyes of graham and miles who were so very happy for the couple to be reunited

"i love you, ade, so much," y/n whispered into his ear.

"i love you too my little lion," he tucked his head into her neck, taking in her familiar scent; his personal scent of home

ill build a house out of the mess and all of the broken pieces

ill make up for all of your tears

ill give you the best years

ill give you the best years

past love, burned out like a cigarette i promise darling you wont regret

the best years

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