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WIZARDS! RAISE YOUR WANDS.

★ Happy Birthday to my favourite gingers & prankster kings! ♡♡

Mischief Managed!

Used pinterest reference, Re-draw . I am still a beginner can't draw by imagination. 😭 ( was listening to this song ) 👇

When marimba rhythm starts to play ,

Dance with me, make me sway .

Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore ,

Hold me close , sway me more .

Hi! Before reading l'd like to say my English, my grammar and all of that are huh not very good. That's my first time writing in English so l'm sorry about all possible mistakes. I wrote it because I don't see imagines about Tom. Draco and Erich are popular as hell but Thomas... :/

Summary: Tom's about to suicide but changes mind after talking with you.

It’s me again. Tom. I’m back being sure, it’s true. She has someone. She cheats on me. After all those years she did the something-something on the side and what’s the worst - she’s been lying till the end and I believed she loved me. What a dumb boy I am, aren’t I? I just threw her stuff out of my house, not thinking of what people will say. Not their life, not their problem, not their business. And now I’m sitting right in front of my coffe table full of bottles, thinking which one I should start with. Just … what he’s got that I don’t have? I wasted so much time… Maybe I could find somebody worth my attention if I wasn’t blind. I did everything I could, I gave her what she needed and what I got back? She kicked me out of her life. I don’t even have someone who’d let me cry in their shoulder. I am left alone. No sense.

Tom looked at the bottles and then leaned his head on the headboard of a big sofa he was occupying. Eyes closed suddenly, to stop his salty tears from falling but it didn’t help. His cheeks now wet and lips started trembling. He really loved her and couldn’t believe she left him. It’s been few days now, since he lost the whole happiness. His eyes always sad and mind… full of suicidal thoughts. Terrifying but real. One day he saw a wedding picture of his ex with her new man and that totally broke him. Unbelievable how quickly she started her new life with another one. Tears, broken heart, suicide - three words which described his life perfectly. Tom though he has nobody to live for anymore so one day he was ready to end his existence. Alcohol and pills - ready. But he wanted to talk to his beloved fans one last time before making any movement.

Tom Felton’s going live.

As always, massive amount of people asking about joining him. Of of them was you. Y/N Y/L/N, his huge fan for few years now. He made you who you were and helped you to move on after… a traumatic incident. You loved him with your whole heart so that made you click on “ask for joining” with a light speed. You didn’t actually know what you could tell him but who doesn’t try, doesn’t drink a champagne as well. Additionally you’re sure, there’s no chance he could choose you out of few thousands of fans so there’s no reason to worry. But wait -

Tom Felton accepted your join request.

Shock? Of course. Only a few seconds passed and you were sharing screen with the blond beauty, now smiled (but it definitely wasn’t a real smile).

- Oh my god. Hello Tom!-You said with a visible excitement.

- Hullo, my darling. I couldn’t deny you. I really like your name. It’s really nice to meet you, love. How are you, how old are you, where are you from?-He asked, his eyes never leaving your face.

- Oh so many questions just at the beginning.-You chuckled.-Well, I’m 21 and I live in England. And thank you, I’m kinda fine. What about you? Are you alright?

Well, you knew people don’t really use to ask these questions to their idol. They suppose celebrities all doing great just because they’re famous and rich but it’s a bullshit. No matter how much money and fame you have, you can be struggling with different problems as well. You didn’t want to say stuff like “I love you, you changed me”. Let’s be honest - that was just predictable and boring.

- Thank you for asking, darling. I’m fine. It’s really kind of you.-He said and you could tell he melted after hearing it.

- That’s absolutely normal. You have problems as anyone here. Only because you’re famous, it doesn’t make you free from struggling, does it? I’d love to say thank you for choosing me. You have no idea how much it means to me. I had such a bad day. I almost said it’s the worst one lately but after seeing a notification about your live, I changed my mind. It’s not that bad.-You said and you both laughed. Tom seemed pretty relaxed listening to your voice. The truth was he totally forgot about his plans.-You know, you’re just such a living happiness. I’ve gone through a lot in my life, believe me. I met you in the most horrific time and you gave my ass such a strong kick that I said goodbye to my depression the same moment I saw you. You know, I was planning a suicide. I’m not sure if I should say it but yeah, I’m not kidding or so. I have no idea why but you could just stand right in front of me, motionless and you’d still make me the happiest person existing. I believe your family and friends are proud they have you. You’re the best, the purest person I know, even though I don’t actually know you personally. What I wanna say before I’ll start crying is thank you for being, smiling, talking to us and going live because maybe it seems to be nothing but it really saves many lives. Mine too. I don’t know what I’d do without you or if I’d still be here. Ok, gonna cry, just stop now.-You chuckled and hidden your face behind a notebook. Tom’s cheeks were wet again.

- Oh, don’t cry, my love. You’ll make me cry too.-He said, while wiping tears of his face.-That was lovely. Really lovely. If I could hug you right now, you’d probably have to sleep in my arms because I wouldn’t free you.-He laughed.

- Same to you, Thomas.

- Could you tell me what you meant by saying you went through a lot?-He asked and you sighted.

- Well, I was 15 when my parents died in a car accident. I was bullied at school for 3 years because of being an orphan and then when I though the hell has already finished… My ex raped me. Many months passed by thinking of the quickest death. I had nobody to talk to and though it’s the only way to free myself from suffering.

Your voice seemed quieter by every spoken word. Tom was just sitting there, motionless, shocked, with mouth slightly agape.

- And then I found your Instagram. It gave me so much positive energy and motivation that I just left everything behind and started everything again, from the very beginning.

- I shouldn’t have asked it. Not here, with so many people are listening.

- That’s alright. I’m fine now and that’s your job. I’m really thankful for meeting you. I know I wasn’t meant to die. You were my sign.-You said with a smile on your face and then… a message appeared on your screen. A message from Tom.

- You’re wonderful. Strong and a very powerful girl. I love you, don’t ever forget, my darling. It was a pleasure to talk to you. Thank you for everything. Now I guess it’s time to go for me. I’m pretty washed out and need to go to bed. Have a great night, love.-He told, then blinked right at you and finished the stream.

- Can’t believe I actually talked to him.-You whispered to yourself before opening his message.

Will it be all right if I’ll ask about your address?

Taunton, 6 Manor Rd, London. You wanna visit me? ;)

I really need to talk to someone.

I’m waiting.

What’s wrong? You were kind of frozen, thinking of all possible scenarios. What could had happened so he needed someone so bad? You were waiting for about two long hours, thinking and thinking and thinking and then a doorbell made you jump. Finally. You opened the door with a light speed and the sight totally broke your heart. Tom’s wearing a hoodie. His mouth trembling and eyes teary. Before you said a word, he hugged you so tightly, you almost lost your breath. He was crying. That angel really was crying and all you could do was hug him back and stroke his back. After few minutes of standing like that, you closed the door and walked him to the sofa, still holding him tightly.

- She dumped me.-He whispered.

- What a fucking slut…-You growled.-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t say it. I’m not the best in comforting but… You have to move on. You’ll find a perfect person one day. She’s not worth your time and tears. She already wasted few years of yours.-You whispered. He just shook his head and looked at you with a puppy face.

- You don’t understand. You saved me. I was about to end my life.-He added and that’s all you needed to have your vision blurred.

- W-what are you talking about? No. You’re not serious, are you?

- I was ready to do that. Alcohol and pills are still lying on my coffe table. I just wanted to talk to my fans first and happily I met you. Then heard your story, which made my heart break again and let me forget about my plans. You know, I’m pretty childish. You really landed in hell moved on and I’m crying because a stupid woman left me.

- I moved on because you helped me. I wouldn’t be here with you if I didn’t find your account.-You said, while gently stroking his cheek.

- So… I think we both saved each other.-He whispered, before placing his head on your shoulder.-I bet our destiny made us meet. I will never believe it’s just an accident. Unbelievable how small our world is.

- Oh yeah. Happily we’re both fine. What about having some sleep, huh? Your eyes are red, you should rest.

- Wouldn’t you mind if I spent the night here?-He asked.

- I won’t let you go before making sure you’re absolutely alright. You can spend here as much time as you want. Let me show you your room. Sorry, but I don’t really have any clothes for you to change. I’ve thrown away all that belonged to my ex.-You said and then you’re both heading to the empty guest bedroom upstairs. Was that really happening? Was he really in your house, planning to sleep there? Or maybe that’s just a dream? Maybe you shifted? Your head was full of thoughts. At last it sounds like a fan fiction idea after some time. Who would believe it? No one and you neither. The blond beauty seemed to be overwhelmed by the look of your house. His eyes wandering around the place like he never saw such an interior (which wasn’t that interesting or impressive to be honest). You let him in and after that you started making the bed for him. Tom’s eyes never leaving you what made you blush and he was pretty proud of that.

- Could you sleep with me?-He asked after some time and you just looked at him surprised by his question.-I’m not used to sleep alone. I need to have somebody by my side. I love cuddles and hugging. It would be great if you don’t mean it. I’m not a bad guy. I don’t want to hurt you. I would never do that.-His eyes now focused on your expression, trying to predict your answer.

- Well, of course.-You answered.-Don’t you want to eat something before-

- No. Thank you, darling. Go and eat if you want. I really am done with everything today.

- I’m not hungry too. Just let me change into something comfier.

- Come back soon. Not gonna sleep before hugging you so tightly that you won’t be able to breath.-He laughed.

- I could say you’re feeling better now, aren’t you?-You asked, before leaving his bedroom and Tom blushed. HE BLUSHED. Such a sight for sore eyes.

- You made me feel better, angel.-He said and bitten his lower lip. That was hot.

- Well, I’m glad then. I’ll be back in a few minutes.-You chuckled, then left and whispered under your nose.-It’s a dream, isn’t it?

Happily it wasn’t. He really was waiting for you in the bedroom. Waiting to hug you and fall asleep. That seemed more impossible and unrealistic with every passing minute.

***

- Mooorning.-He whispered, seeing that you’re waking up slowly. His arms quickly found their place around you, as you shyly tugged his hair behind his ear. Tom’s smile was just charming. So big, yet so delicate.

- Hello. How are you?

- Wonderful. Can you believe it?-He giggled.

- That’s good. How’s your night?-You asked and he put his head on your pillow, slightly bumping your nose with his.

- Comfty and warm. Best one so far.

- I’m glad then. So maybe I’ll go now and prepare a breakfast? Any wishes?-You half-whispered.

- I will eat anything.-He said and then you both stood up and stretched a little. The next thing you did was leaving the bedroom and heading to the kitchen where you started preparing pancakes. You could feel Tom’s perfumes on your nightgown (what a smell it was!).

- You know, I was almost dead yesterday and now I could do anything.-You heard. Tom’s leaning against the doorframe with hands crossed over his chest. Hair messy and this characteristic smirk you loved for years.-Thank you, Y/NN. You gave me hope and… what you said during my live means a lot for me, really. People usually say that they love me. Nobody’s ever asked if I’m fine. I don’t know what made me click on your profile but if it wasn’t you, I’d be lying dead on my sofa.-He said.

- Don’t even say it, please.

- You’re a real guardian angel. Appeared in a perfect moment and changed my mind completely. I thought nothing could make me.

- You see, I’m just charming, aren’t I?-You giggled and set plates with pancakes on the table. Tom sat on one of chairs and started eating immediately. He then poured some tea into your and his cup. He really seemed to love your cooking.

- You’re the first person who knows about the rape.-You said, while taking a small sip of the hot liquid.-Even my friends didn’t know. They’re pretty… strange. They’d say it’s me and my outfits that made him rape me.

- Cool friends, I guess. Very caring. But you’ve got me now. You can tell me everything.-He babbled before grabbing your hand and giving it a kiss.-About nice, interesting or strange stuff. Even about your fan fictions.-He laughed.

- There are things that are just as strange as I am and also forbidden like my fanfics. I’ll never show you them.-You said and… what? Oh, come on, girl! You just told him you’re really writing fanfics! His smirk was the last thing you needed after that.

- Well, well, well. I knew that! I’ll find the way to make you let me see them. I’ll be such a git that you’ll want me to read them, I swear.-He giggled.

- Oh shut up, Felton.