Harry is the kind of boyfriend who automatically starts carrying things without being asked. Not in a macho way.
More in a:
"Why are you holding three books and a pumpkin juice? Here."
Five minutes later he's carrying everything and has no memory of how it happened. He absolutely folds blankets while talking. If he's sitting somewhere and notices a blanket is twisted, he'll absentmindedly fix it. One time you asked why.
Harry genuinely stared at you and went:
"Because it's annoying."
James Potter raised a tiny old man.
he's embarrassingly easy to fluster
Harry Potter looks like he'd be smooth. Harry Potter is not smooth. At all.
You kissed his cheek once. He forgot what sentence he was saying halfway through. Complete system crash. Brain gone. Blue screen of death.
Ron had to finish the conversation.
he's not naturally poetic. he isn't giving dramatic speeches. he isn't writing sonnets. his version of romance is "u looked tired so i brought food"
he has spent 16 years managing jonathan. it SHOWS. he carries spare tissues. spare bandages. spare chocolate. spare everything.
you once got a papercut. harry produced a bandage so quickly it looked rehearsed.
he accidentally acts married
Harry doesn't mean to. He genuinely doesn't. But he does.
Examples:
Saves seats.
Remembers schedules.
Packs snacks.
Knows where you left things.
Reminds you about assignments.
Checks whether you've eaten.
Carries hair ties around his wrist because you keep losing them.
The problem is that Harry thinks all of this is normal.
he secretly likes being needed
Not dependency.
Needed.
Difference.
Harry likes feeling useful.
Likes knowing he matters.
Likes being chosen.
If you ask him for help with something you could absolutely do yourself?
He will be delighted.
Not because he thinks you're incapable but because you specifically picked him.
his sleeping habits are terrible.
He falls asleep literally anywhere. Armchairs. Sofas. Common room floors. Library tables. Against trees. Against walls. Against you. Once he fell asleep during a study session. Woke up forty minutes later.
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Description: Tom riddle may be one of the most feared in hogwarts, even other snakes tense in his proximity. But he’s not the most feared. You are.
Warnings: partially submissive Tom riddle, probably ooc Tom, Tom is smitten with unconditional love for you, kissing, touching, fluff overall, y/n is a mean bitch and tom find it hot.
F!Reader
You were known as the Slytherin princess, the most feared and respected alongside Tom Riddle whose family of generations are known for dark magic, cheating, and cruelty. The Riddle family having more connections than all of Slytherin.
Then there’s you.
You storm into the Slytherin common room that consists of themes like black, gold and dark green. You sat down on one of the singular chairs with a heavy, exasperated sigh. Everyone in the room tensed up, especially Tom.
“Is everything alright, darlin’?” Tom hesitantly asked after a moment, choosing his words carefully. Who’d knew the heir of the Riddles would be so submissive and attentive let alone towards some women? That wasn’t like Tom at all.
Except it was. People eventually got used to it, but it’s not denied how odd and out of place it feels at times when you’re in control. For once, it’s not him.
You scoff, annoyed he’d even dare to ask such a stupid question. “Open your fucking eyes, Riddle. I mean, seriously.”
“Right…is there anything I can do to help?”
“No, just fetch me food. Go on, Make yourself useful.” You tell him sharply despite his careful approach. Tom nods, “Yes, Ma’am” and quickly leaves. The room remains strained with tension, everyone walking on eggshells.
“Would you..like to talk about it?” Mattheo, Tom’s little brother by one year, finally spoke up. He’s trying to tread lightly knowing you could snap any second. He’s seen it, and wished to never witness it again.
You roll your eyes and look at him with a hard expression;eyes narrowed, eyebrows furrowed and fire behind those pretty eyes of yours seemingly ready to burn anything in sight.
“No.”, “Okay.” Mattheo quickly shuts up after that.
The silence is broken nearly 15 minutes later when Tom enters with a tray of food; two sandwiches just how you like it and two pastries of your favorites. He knows you don’t eat a lot to watch your figure - whatever that means.
“Here you go, my love.” Tim sets the tray down the polished wooden table next to your chair and stood next to you. Not hovering but staying close protectively.
You grab a sandwich, not bothering for a thank you, and slowly start eating. Blaise, Theodore, and Mattheo remain quiet, silently praying to whatever above the food will lighten you up a bit.
Once you’re finish both sandwiches , your shoulders slightly relax finally. No one dared to talk though. Except for Tom of course, ever the brave one. “Is it to your liking, darlin’?” You look up at him, expression not so hard. “Sit down, mutt.” Tom obeys without protest and the boys have to stifle a snicker.
You ignore them as Tom sits on the floor by your feet. Not even flinching at the insult he’s grown used too and worse.
Once you’re finished you’ve seemed to calm down quite a bit, maybe you were hangry but none of them wish for a death sentence by a simple comment such as that.
Tom spoke up, “Princess, why don’t we get you to bed? It’s getting late.” Keeping his voice gentle with the same attentiveness as before, He makes sure his tone is more suggesting than demanding. He’s learnt his mistake before.
You softly sigh, “very well, honey.” You stand up. “Get up.” And Tom does exactly that.
The boys call out a goodnight to both tom and you as he guides you up to the women’s dorm. Once there, he stays instead of leaving. Good think you have a personal dorm unlike others.
Tom goes into your bathroom and you hear the bath being drawn. You didn’t even have to ask. You never do. You start undressing, more than ready for a much needed relaxing bath.
Tom always knew what you needed.
Once a few minutes passed he comes out and gently guide you to the bathroom where it reveal the lights off and vanilla candles lit, at least three, with a hot bath waiting for you.
“Soak up the bath salts, dear. I’ll be close, just gimme a shout, hm?” He whispered to your ear with his hands on your shoulders as he spoke. You nod slightly, he presses a kiss to your naked shoulder tenderly and leaves with the door slightly agap for privacy but still can hear you.
You get in and slowly sink into the water, sighing in contentment as you sink lower until it covers your whole body except your neck up.
30 minutes pass when you hear a gentle knock. Tom peaks his head in, “I’d like to wash your hair. Need more time?” You look at him and softly smile; a rare genuine smile that no one ever sees except tom when in private. He loves seeing you relaxed and happy and especially if he can make you smile when those intimate moments are so little and far in between.
Tom softly smiles back that’s only reserved for you. He comes in and lathered your green apple scented shampoo and conditioner and start massaging it into your wet hair, massaging your scalp perfectly. A soft hum can be heard from you and Tom knows you’re completely cooked off and better now. He relaxes and carefully washing the buds out of your hair.
Ones he’s done with your hair and body washing he drains the tub and help you out, dry you off with care, and give you you’re thin pjs to change into with privacy. He knew well how you get hot easily at night. You still don’t utter a word, letting him pamper you knowing it’s well needed even if you won’t admit that.
You get dressed and blow the candles out before leaving to see Tom dressed In his own pjs in your big bed. Snuggled up and overly comfortable.
“You’re looking cozy, baby.” You finally spoke, but with a softer and more relaxed tone to your voice than the world has ever heard before. You walk towards the bed as tom laughs. “I quite am, sweetheart. Come join me, I missed your body heat.” You softy chuckle and get under the blanket with him. Tom immediately pulls your closer to him by your waist and presses a kiss to your jaw near your ear.
“I missed you..you’re hot when angry though.” You can feel that goddamn smirk against your neck and it almost makes you want to shove him off the bed for his stupid cockiness. You huff though you can’t hide your amusement. “Oh shut up Riddle.”, “there my girl is.” You roll your eyes with no real annoyance. “Brat.”, “only for you, little dove.” You feel a smile creep onto your soft lips just slightly. He’s your brat if anything.
“Just shut up and sleep.” Though you can’t hide the sigh of content you release shortly after, practically melting against him as you feel his warm chest against your back. You hear Tom softly hum in satisfaction, “as you wish, my queen. Goodnight, sweet dreams.”, “‘night, my handsome property.. I love you.” Tom kisses your cheek and settled down behind you. He can’t help his heart flutter at the possessive nickname you often call him and he’d be a liar if he said he didn’t love it immensely.
“I love you too.”
“Fuckin’ better..” you grumbled quietly though you never doubted him.
“Always.” He whispered.
Ok I know I said I don’t do tom but I thought this concept was interesting for him! Feel free to request anything at all!🫶🏻
is an intentional romantic. ced doesn’t date casually—if he asks you out, it means he’s genuinely interested in you
always asks if you’re comfortable. he knows everyone has boundaries, and he's super respectful about it!!!
waits outside your classroom just to walk you to your next one
compliments with genuine thought
"there’s this look you get when you talk about [interest]… it’s really lovely. you should smile like that more :)"
likes seeing your name next to his; it's all over the margins of his textbooks
he's sappy.
seeks you out first after a match, win or lose
pulls you into the kind of hug that lifts you off the ground a little the moment he gets off his broom
asks how you thought he did first
BUT not in a fishing-for-praise way—he just cares what you think!
is very, VERY big on pda
constant hand-holding! but always gentle, like he’s asking permission with each brush of his fingers
kisses your forehead with so much love
braids flowers into your hair.. clumsily
but he's focused, with his tongue poking out in concentration and everything!
+ the eyes never lie chico
always carries extra gloves or a scarf for you during winter
whispers ‘i love you’ when he thinks you’re asleep
which he does it so soft and honestly, his voice barely above a breath, like a secret just for you
takes you out to dates that are never loud or overdone, but always sweet and personal!
..such as charming lanterns for a picnic near the black lake or stargazing with you after a hogsmeade trip <3
remembers EVERY. SINGLE. THING.
anniversaries, inside jokes, how you like your tea, the exact amount of jam you like to put on your bread, details from the stories about your vacation, you name it
..or the way you looked at him the first time he knew he was falling for you <3
writes you little notes and folds them into origami figures
overall isn’t loud about love—but is always present. he doesn't need everyone to know you’re his—he just needs you to know it 🫶🏼
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EVERYBODY. His friends, his enemies, his teachers, his admirers. EVERYBODY.
But Regulus isn't asexual (well, maybe a bit, he just doesnt like touching strange people and has never fell in love, and he didnt realky thought about it much, but he is very much gay for sure)
But nobody knows it.
And james, the Number one Regulus secret admirer, is like: Dammit, He is so sexy, but he doesnt want to date.
And remus looks at him, even putting his book down to look at james with serious look on his face: you know that asexual people still can date, right? It depends on preferences tho.
And james eyes Just light up, like remus Just told him thar Sun is hot when james would think it was cold his whole life.
"They can?"
"Sexuality is a spectrum."
"THEY CAN!?"
So now, very virgin, Regulus has James CONSTANTLY at his back, doing romantic shit for him, and making Reg Fall in love with him, as the rest of the hogwart look at them, and finaly learns more about asexuality and diffrent orientation.
When Fred and George Weasley realize they have fallen for the same girl
The “Jinx” synchronicity: They both came to it at the same time, sitting at dinner in the Great Hall. They both turned, saw the same girl at the same time, saw the look on each other's faces, and stopped dead mid-sentence as the realization hit them like a Bludger.
The Silent Agreement: They didn't argue. They had a silent, telepathic standoff in the common room that lasted a full ten minutes, until they both sighed together and decided, "May the best twin win."
Comparison Game: For three days they secretly compared notes on what they knew about her, only to learn they knew precisely the same obscure facts, her favorite flavor of Bertie Bott’s, say, or her least favorite professor.
Sabotage Etiquette: There is an unspoken rule of etiquette that they follow strictly. They may hide each other’s robes or lace each other’s sock with itching powder, but they must never directly insult each other to the girl. It is an even competition of charming the girl.
The “Tag Team” Method: Most times, they end up sabotaging themselves because one of them attempts to win her over, and the other comes in with humor, only for them to find out they have ended up laughing her off completely because of their actions.
Double Dater Confusion: They often “accidently” ask the girl to join them to visit Hogsmeade on dates, but it usually ends up in a way that makes her think she’s meeting one, but ends up meeting both, not knowing they were planning the whole thing while competing for her heart.
The War of Gifts: Soon enough, they started competing with one another through their joke shop creations. While Fred gives her a singing flower that responds when touched, George immediately finds himself in his workshop by midnight creating a color-changing necklace depending on her mood.
Shared Secret: It’s impossible for the two brothers to hide anything from each other since they’re twins. They have reached a stage of such aggressiveness that they start evaluating each other’s actions much like how sport commentators do. “Seriously, Freddie, that line sucked. You could’ve done way better than that.”
The Wingman Dilemma: Sometimes they end up acting like wingmen for each other. If one says some witty remark to win the girl’s heart, the other will come in to complete the thought in such perfect timing that both of them charm the girl away. They despise their cooperation at these moments.
Secret Alliance: Should there be an attempt of wooing her by someone else outside the brotherly duo (such as the Slytherin or a rival suitor), then the war between the two stops instantly, and together they work towards sending the third party away, after which the war resumes again.
Heartbreaking Awareness: They know what the other one feels at all times. For instance, whenever she finds the joke that Fred cracked funny, George gets jealous, but on the other hand, he gets proud of his brother. This brotherly duo is the best supporter but the toughest opponent for each other.
Imitation: The twins have observed that while in her company, they tend to imitate each other's body gestures more than they normally would, making her uncomfortable.
Late Night Discussions: The pair spends a lot of time awake in their dorms discussing what they love about her. They have realized that they love the same thing about her, which increases the inevitability of their situation.
Pooling Resources: At some point, they had to start sharing their money to get her gifts, explaining that "efficiency" was the reason, but the real reason behind this is that both of them are afraid of giving something that she might love more than what the other has.
Ultimate Sacrifice: Both have already agreed with each other that in case she chooses one of them, then the other would silently back off in order to preserve their brotherhood, despite the fact that it is very difficult for them.
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whistles when you wear something nice—every. single. time.
no matter how hectic his schedule is, he carves out time just for you
sometimes twirls your wedding ring between his fingers, grinning to himself like the lovestruck fool he is
introduces you as “This beautiful lady is my wife.” always
speaks about you with a quiet, genuine respect that leaves people in awe. they're not used to Fred being like this
lets you decorate the entire house. even when he grumbles about “those ridiculous curtains,” the moment you suggest changing them, he’s all “No, no, love! They’re perfect!” (vigorous hand-waving included)
showers you with pet names—sometimes sweet, sometimes cringey, and he lives for your eye-rolls
leaves you sweet notes… only for you to find they’ve been enchanted to read themselves aloud in his over-the-top, dramatic voice.
enjoys to show up at your important events (work, hobbies, whatever) with banners, fireworks, or ridiculous chants. embarrassing? yes. adorable? absolutely.
randomly grabs you and spins you around the house, humming off-key, dancing with you like nothing else matters rn
no matter how late he works, when Fred finally slips into bed, he wraps his arms around you just right—a soft, sleepy hug that makes your belly tingle
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hellllooooo! i hope ur having a great day daisy! i hope this isn’t tooo freaked out, but what do you think james favorite positions are… 😏 lliek even depending on mood
oooooo girl nothing is too nasty or freaky for me i promise
okay so as previously established, james is a lover boy, so i think he LOVES missionary. he loves being above you, seeing the expressions change on your face. he loves being able to gather you close into his arms, to bury his face in your neck, to press your thighs back until your legs can be tossed over his shoulder.
he also loves pronebone, i think. He likes to watch the way your butt jiggles with each thrust and he can put you in a headlock which always has your walls squeezing him so tight he can barely stand it.
and don't even get me started on when you want to ride him. he loves being in control but watching you bounce on him, face contorted with effort and pleasure, tits bouncing along with your rhythm, he thinks he might die and go to heaven. he'll take your nipple in his mouth, his hands loose on your hips but just enough to keep you steady.
and if he's angry/upset? rough doggy all the way. he doesn't even need to be upset with you necessarily, and he rarely is. but sometimes he comes home from work pent up and frustrated because of something that happened and he wants to take his aggression out. you've learned that bending over on all fours for him is a pretty good way to start
