Your pov

-dating-

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Draco Malfoy

the letters last sentence rang in my ears, as if my parents were there themselves.

'We don't expect you to come home this winter'

So that's it, yeah? They hate me. I'm always number two.

I could feel my stomach clench, and I ran a hand through my hair, causing multiple cowlicks to form. My breathing hitched and I slumped down, hitting the floor and curling up, the letter flitting away from a breeze. I reached beside me with shaky hands, taking a picture frame. In it was a picture of my sister. Ugh.

"I fucking hate you!" I yelled, hurling it at the wall just as Draco walked in. He looked down at me, his eyes filling with concern as I choked back tears, and tried to regulate my breathing.

"Darling, what happened?" He asked gently, squatting down beside me. I shook my head, as sobs ripped through me, and I pointed at the letter. 

He read it briefly, and looked back at me with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry" he murmured, pulling me into him and massaged my shoulders.

Slowly, the panic left me, and the comfort of Draco's silent embrace was all I needed.

"Thank you, Dray" I mumbled with a small smile.

"Anytime, baby" he smiled kissing my temple and carrying me to my bed. He kissed me once more before turning to leave. Only stopping at the doorframe.

"I love you" he said.

And that's the first time he said it.

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Blaise Zabini

TW- SELF HARM

I was laying with Blaise, who had fallen into a deep sleep, when a sense of paranoia sparked my mind. I got up quickly, tears already falling, and ran to the bathroom, locking myself in. I fumbled around cluelessly due to shaking hands and blurry vision through my tears. I could hear Blaise get up, and the door creak as he leaned against it.

"Y/N, mamas. Please open the door" he said, voice tinged with worry.

"NO!" I shouted, finally finding a razor and drawing it to my wrist.

I heard an 'alohamora' and Blaise walked in right as a swiped the razor down. A bright pink cut appeared, and I placed the razor on the counter, turning to the last person who loved me. I fell into his arms and he held me tightly, swaying slightly, as I cried into his chest.

"Mamas, what happened?" He whispered to me, resting his chin on top of my head.

"He killed them. I I wasn't t-t-there for them." I managed. 

"You had no way of knowing. Your parents didn't either. It wasn't in your hands, baby" he soothed.

"It shoulda been me" I murmured.

"No. It shouldn't have. don't you realize you saved someone either way? You saved my heart, Y/N" He said softly and with a hint of uncertainty.

I smiled at that, looking up and pressing my lips to his

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Theodore Nott 

"There's the deal. Take it or leave it. Kill your boyfriend and we'll give you 100 galleons. Or leave him for me for the same amount" Pucey smirked. I backed myself into a corner, vision blurry. With an inaudible whimper, I covered my face out of instinct, and dropped my wand, which he picked up.

"I won't do it" I whispered.

"Didn't catch that" Pucey grumbled, voice dripping with malice.

"I WONT DO IT" I spoke up, lashing out. My feeble attempts meant and did nothing. Adrian punched my jaw, slamming me against the wall before spitting on me and walking away.

"I guess I'll take care of that myself then" he sneered. I sobbed, gripping my face, where he punched me. Unable to get up. Useless, as always. The panic took over to an extent where I couldn't breathe. When I heard Theo's voice.

"Ah Nott. We were just talking about you" Pucey sniggered, cracking his knuckles.

"Well I hope it was about how I'm about to kick your ass for touching my girlfriend." There were some thumps, a crack and soon, familiar, gentle yet firm arms wrapped around me. 

"it's okay, cara mia. It's okay. I'm here. Just breathe. Listen to my heart" he murmured, gently pulling my head to his chest. Wary of the spot Adrian punched me, which had formed a nasty, yellow-green bruise.

"Theo" I whispered. More so rhetorically, as his name brought me comfort. My breathing gradually evened out, and we sat together quietly wrapped in each others arms.

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Mattheo Riddle

It wasn't gonna stop, was it? That stupid, fucking plague that killed my brother. One of the only men involved in my life. He's been dead for two months, and I was finding out TODAY? Because it was an inconvenient time? Well, so is this. I buried my face in my hands, crying so hard that tears leaked through, and I could feel my body shake. The door clicked open, and Pansy's voice floated through. As soon as she entered, she left...

I looked up, pushing the window out and sticking half my body through it. The door opened again, and a frantic Mattheo looked around the room.

"Y/N!" He cried, grabbing me, and pulled me back inside, into him.

"Matty, he died. What if I'm next?" I sobbed. I could hardly make out what I was saying. Mattheo lowered us onto my bed and I curled up, into a shaking ball.

"Am I that insignificant? It was two months ago, and they told me today" I ranted, as he played with my hair.

"course not, baby...Its okay." Mattheo murmured, sitting me up. He cupped my face in his hands, and looked at me.

"Now let me see your pretty smile" He coaxed. An unintended smile crept onto my face as I regained control of my breathing. 

"There it is" He smirked, pecking my lips, and pulling us back so we were laying down.

"Proud of you" he whispered, pressing his lips to my forehead. 

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Lorenzo Berkshire

I sat up abruptly, covered in sweat. This could be the second time someone breaks in... But no. It's just Daphne and Astoria

"Y/N, I heard Enzo's cheating on you" they explained quietly. Realization struck me. That's why he neglected me. I nodded thanks, and quietly entered his room, taking off the promise ring and leaving a note under it. I left thinking I'd be fine. But it took all I had not to collapse right there. I managed to make it back to my dorm before flopping on my bed and crying, with hitched breaths coming out in desperate gasps of air. I wasn't ready to let go. A few minutes later, after almost passing out, Enzo opened the door.

"Oh, Y/N" He shook his head sadly, crying himself. He sidled up next to me, and I subconsciously moved my head to his lap.

"I'd never cheat. Truly. I love you so much, baby. You have no idea" He assured me. I shook my head in disbelief.

"You don't have to believe me right now. Just don't let us go. Please" he murmured, slipping the promise ring back on my finger and kissing my hand. It was like a hole was filled, and I instantly relaxed, holding his hand, and laying my head on his chest.

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Regulus Black

I was walking through the halls with Reggie when Sirius pulled me aside. He shoved a piece of parchment at me.

"I intercepted this. Your welcome" he said simply, and left. I unfolded it, reading the neat hand writing slowly. They...don't approve of me. Reggie knew. I can tell in the way its written that this isn't the first time they told him that. That was all it took before I lost it. Regulus had turned back, and saw me hyperventilating on the ground. Tears streaming down my face drowned the paper in salty drops. He immediately bent down, turning my head to look at him.

"What did he say?" He hissed, looking over at Sirius's receeding figure.

"...why didn't you tell me?" I pouted, completely ignoring the prior question. He looked down at me in confusion so I shoved the parchment at his face.

"Oh, that" he realized.

I nodded, pissed. Pissed because he didn't tell me, and pissed because I shouldn't be panicking, but I was. That only worsened my state.

"Because I don't care. Its not my fault their love died. And its not up to them whether or not one of their sons actually loves someone..." He insisted. I sat up, relief and happiness making up my facial expression.

"You love me?" I asked.

"Well I believe that's what I said" he smiled nervously.

"I love you too, Reggie" I murmured, kissing him

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Tom Riddle

he wouldn't care tbh💀😋

But here's ✨soft tom✨

There had been a few people nagging you, trying to get you to betray Tom, and expose his secrets, because he wouldn't kill you. Today was particularly naggy. They wanted me to record him talking to me in private. To see if he told me anything secret. i shook my head backing up, and the girls who asked that question unexpectedly grabbed my arm. Out of reflex, I punched them, and soon they were on the ground, fully unconscious. I looked to my hands, which had quite some blood.

A sense of guilt and panic gripped me. I hadn't done that, had I? No, I did. What the fuck? They'd find out and then what? My body started shaking, and a loss of breath made my legs numb. I collapsed, scared out of my mind, but before I could hit the ground, someone caught me.

Tom.

"I swear it wasn't on purpose, please don't tell anyone, Tom. I don't know what I'd do. Don't leave me" I pleaded. A soft smile played on his lips, and genuine concern and love flashed in his eyes.

"It's okay, doll. I know. Your secrets safe with me" He mumbled, running his hand up and down my arm. I nodded, trusting him completely, just like I had when he told me he loved me.

little by little, I calmed down, still wrapped in his arms

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