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💖Valentine’s Prompt 39- Golden Trio Era: Draco

Request:  Hi can. You do a fic with number 39, but can you do it with the reader having a prosthetic leg

• 39. Take a soothing bubble bath together 
  

A/N: I wasn’t sure exactly how to do this, so I did my best to portray what I’ve heard from people with the experience, and I hope I did it justice! Please let me know if there’s anything that is inaccurate or that you’d like me to change, I will do it right away!

She exhales a sigh of relief as she detaches the slick, surprisingly heavy limb from her thigh, leaning it onto the bathroom wall before a hand is extended to her and happily accepted as her mouth widens into a smile and she stands, leaning on the smiling boy. He reaches for the flowing tap, turning it off with a gentle nudge of his hand, before lifting her over into the tub and drawing a laugh from her pretty lips.

“Thank you,” she whispers through faint chuckles. The warmth of the water suddenly surrounding her makes her forget the tiring day fading away with the sunset. Another sigh of relief escapes her lips as she lets herself sink further down, only her nose and eyes peeking from the water. She finds Draco smiling at this, a glimmer in his eyes as he looks at the way water droplets cling to her eyelashes. She brings her face out of the water and, with a loving grin, sticks her tongue out at him.

“What’re you staring at?” she says playfully, splashing him with a heap of bubbles, which he wipes off his face with a smooth gesture, before splashing her right back, his action followed with a water soaked kiss that leaves them both grinning widely. 

“Just at how pretty you are,” he whispers and her eyes crinkle with a smile before he places another kiss on the top of her nose, and the two lean back and close their eyes, their hands intertwining under the water. 

💖Valentine’s Prompt 47- Golden Trio Era: Harry

Request:  Do couple challanges together with harry pls? thnks!!

• 47. Do couples’ challenges together
  

A/N: I didn’t know exactly how to approach this one, so I used a monthly challenge (this one) and chose day 14, because Valentine’s Day! Hope you like it anyway!

“You were such a cute baby,” Y/N’s eyes widen at the crawling baby giggling at her from the open album as a chuckle slips from her lips. 

“Shut up,” Harry’s face darkens into a shade of red as he hurries to flip the page, sticking his tongue out at Y/N as she continues to laugh.

The page falls open and a picture of baby Harry being held by his parents, epitome of happiness and laughter, and she finds herself looking at her boyfriend’s widened eyes, seeing the emerald glow with unspilled teardrops. She wraps an arm around him and places a kiss on his cheek.

“They’d be very proud of you, you know,” she whispers and sees his mouth curve into a smile as he closes his album and reaches for hers, placed on the bedside table. 

“Let’s see your embarrassing photos then,” he opens the book with a loud thud and she laughs at the first picture before placing a kiss on his lips and pointing to the figures surrounding her, naming each one as the sun sets behind them. 

💖Valentine’s Prompts 6,11,40 and 41-Marauders Era: Sirius

Request:  6, 11, 40, 41 with Sirius? Thank you so much! You’re such a wonderful writer! 💝

• 6. Being stuck at their house during a blizzard
• 11. Slow dancing in the living room
• 40. Make traditions
• 41. Cuddle

“It’s bloody insane out there,” Sirius lets the curtain fall back into place after a glance at the strengthening blizzard outside, “We aren’t going anywhere tonight.”

“Nooo,” Y/N groans, “I got dressed up and everything,” she gestures at the floor length y/f/c dress. 

“Sorry, love, there’s no way,” she notices the familiar mischievous glimmer in his eyes and narrows her eyes at the dark haired boy, noticing the way his grey eyes scan her body in the cascading dress.

“Shame for the dress to go to waste though,” his familiar smirk appears and she smiles back, shaking her head lightly.

“I’ll wear it another time.”

“Why don’t we just have our own fancy dance?” as he speaks, he makes his way to her, placing a hand on her waist and taking her small palm into his. She feels her stomach flutter at his touch and allows her other palm to rest on his shoulder. He removes his hand from her waist for a split second, flicking the record player in the corner of the room on with his wand and returning his hand to its previous position. 

They begin to sway to the gentle music as it fills the room with warmth and something unfamiliar. Their foreheads touch and smiles cover their faces, as the roughened fingertips of his right hand find their way from her palm and to her cheek, sending electricity running through her mind at their touch. 

“We should do this more often,” he whispers, the warmth of his breath making her smile wider.

“I’d like that,” she mutters, “At least once a year, I’d say.”

“I like that idea. Every Valentine’s Day,” he grins at her and places a kiss on the tip of her nose, her face scrunching up with joy at the gesture. 

The sound of music fades away, but they don’t stop swaying back and forth for another few moments. The calmness of the room is broken by a squeal that escapes her lips as he lifts her from the floor and places her on the sofa by the crackling fireplace. Chuckles flutter through the warmed air, overpowering the booming snowstorm outside as he lies on top of her, his head resting on her chest as he listens to her steady heartbeat. Her fingers tangle in his hair as a contented smile spreads over her face and her eyelids close, light and happy with his whispered words: “I love you so much, you know.”

💖Valentine’s Prompt 25- Marauders Era: Sirius

Request:  Hi, I’d like to make a Valentine’s Day request, prompt no.25 with Sirius please! With him losing and making excuses, and giving the reader her reward for winning, prompt no.4, but Sirius hoping she would ask for -something else-, if you know what I mean Thank you xx

• 25. Play video games together 
  

“Now that’s just cheating,” Sirius Black exclaims angrily as the screen flashes with the exclamation PLAYER 2 WINS!

“It’s not cheating, it’s skill,” Y/N retorts casually, gently throwing her controller onto the bed.

“I want a rematch.” he states, his eyes narrowed at her laughing face.

“I mean, alright. But I have beaten you seven times now,” she leans over to grab her controller off the bed once again.

“If you beat me this time, I will actually get you a damn trophy.” he says, a frown of concentration taking over his handsome face.

“I don’t want a trophy. But I will accept a reward,” she states happily, as the screen glows with the Start option for the upteenth time.

“I may need glasses,” the grey eyed boy argues at his tenth loss, exasperated at his own losing streak.

“I’ve given you two extra chances now, Black. When do I get my prize?” she frowns at him playfully, her arms folded over her chest.

“Your prize is right here,” he gestures at himself, the movement of his arm overly exaggerated, drawing a laugh out from her lips.

“Yeah, you wish,” she winks at him, flicking him on the temple lightly before the Start button flashes up on the screen once again.

💖Valentine’s Prompt 12- Marauders Era: James

Request:  12 with James please?

• 12. Baking together 
  

Flour stains the counter of the small, quaint kitchen, spread over the surface and falling onto the floor in dust like clouds. A frown graces James Potter’s face as he intently stares at an open book, its pages stained with now dry splotches of milk. Y/N wraps her arms around his waist and places a kiss on his sweater covered shoulder, feeling his hand cover her palms as he sighs with frustration.

“I can do it, you know,” she says softly, an admiring glimmer in her y/e/c eyes as she looks at the concentrated boy.

“No, we’re supposed to do it together, Y/N. My mother didn’t raise a quitter,” he states in response, reaching for one of the measuring cups scattered on the counter next to the damned cook book. She laughs at his answer and floats a bag of sugar over to the puzzled boy. He notices it hovering in front of him and grabs it quickly, flashing her a grateful smile. Suddenly, his frown returns as he turns around, his eyes nervously scanning the kitchen.

“Babe, have you seen my glasses?”

“Yes, love, they are on your nose,” she stifles a chuckle at the confused expression that overtakes his face as he touches the bridge of his nose with his fingers, just to make sure of the fact. He shakes his head lightly at his own silliness, grabbing a wooden spoon and beginning to vigorously stir the incomplete mixture in the wooden bowl, parts of the gooey substance flying across the small space, one hitting Y/N on the cheek. A mischievous smile spreads across her face as she grabs a fistful of flour and reaches towards him, spreading the white powder across his face, and causing the now ghost faced boy to turn and face her, his glasses completely stained. 

“Well, that was uncalled for,” before she can dodge it, a handful of star shaped sprinkles scatters across her face, getting stuck in her hair as she laughs and wraps her arms around James, placing a soft kiss on his nose before whispering: “I told you baking isn’t that bad.”

💖Valentine’s Prompt 4- Golden Trio Era: Draco

Request:  4 dropping subtle hints so he gives you his jacket. With Draco

• 4. Dropping hints so he’ll give you his jacket 
  

Cold Autumn air nips at her shoulders, bared by the sleeveless, y/f/c dress that cascades down her body gently. Its fabric is thin and elegant, useless at preventing the wind made chills from making her shiver. She tightens her arms around her torso, her teeth gritting with endeavour to stop them from chattering in the strong gust of wind that appears seemingly out of nowhere. 

She hears steps sound on the stone steps behind her, turning around to see her platinum haired date step out of the large manor, his glance fixed onto the floor on which he walks. Draco Malfoy’s eyes meet hers a moment later, and he flashes her a smile. For a split second she feels warmer, but a gust of wind breaks the illusion, and she finds her shoulders slouching as her arms tighten around her once again.

“You cold?” he says in a flirtatiously mocking tone.

“Just a tad,” she narrows her eyes and gives him a sarcastic smile.

“Why has your dress got no sleeves?” his feigned cluelessness makes her eyes narrow even more, a frown appearing on her made up face.

“No, Y/N, get the one with no sleeves, it looks more elegant,” she mimics his voice and accent as she makes the statement, prompting him to laugh at her.

“You didn’t have to listen to me you know. I don’t actually know that much about dresses.”

“I liked it." 

"Should’ve brought a jacket,” he shrugs.

“Why not give me yours, if you’re so obsessed with me being warm.” she states courtly.

To her surprise, he sheds the black blazer that covers the long sleeved white shirt he’s wearing and places it around her bare shoulders, her heart skipping a beat at the closeness of his chest to hers, and the piercing glance his ice blue eyes give her as he smiles and brushes a lock of hair from her face.

“There, now you can’t complain anymore,” he gives her a wink before wrapping an arm around her waist and chuckling at the roll of her y/e/c eyes as they walk back into the manor together. 

💖Valentine’s Prompts 39 and 43- Marauders Era: Remus

Request:  I want to request a Valentine’s day imagine with the prompts 39 and 43, remus x reader please :)

• 39. Take a soothing bubble bath together
• 43. Pick outfits for each other

The heat of the water overwhelms her, her mind cleared almost immediately by the gentle burning on her skin. A contented smile spreads across her face as she leans on the edge of the bathtub, her legs intertwining with his, the contact of their skin in the water seeming to make steam rise from the calm water. Their eyes meet and their steam stained smiles seem to glow brighter. She closes her eyes and exhales a sigh filled with relaxation, met by a chuckle from his lips as his pruned fingers run along her smooth skin. 

“Relieved, are you?” he asks with a smirk on his face.

“Getting ready for other people’s weddings is exhausting,” she sighs, giving him a nudge with her foot.

“Don’t get too relaxed, we’ve got to get ready in a bit,” he reminds, and a soft groan escapes her lips.

“Don’t remind me.”

Thirty minutes pass, but they seem like only three when the set alarm clock goes off, reminding the love soaked couple to get out of the bubbling bathtub. She has a pout on her pretty lips as she slips from the tub and into the bathrobe that he holds up as she glides her arms into the sleeves. She gives Remus a smile and a light kiss on the cheek before following him into the bedroom, her eyes scanning his scarred back with a loving glance as he covers it in a white shirt. As he fumbles with buttons, she grabs two dresses from the bed and, holding them next to each other, frowns with indecisiveness.

He turns back around and she gives another pout: “Which one?”

“Left,” he gives her a small smile, and she places a happy kiss on his lips before taking the y/f/c dress off the hanger and removing her bathrobe, slipping it on over her legs and hips in one swift motion.

“Zip?”

It’s been a year of him, of them, but her skin still tingles when his fingers touch it, pulling up the cold metal zipper of the dress and tightening the fabric around her body. She smooths out the dress and turns to face the boy, who is now holding up two different ties: “Which one?” he asks, a mischievous smile on his face.

“Left,” she states abruptly, slipping the silk around his neck and pulling him closer for a soft, passionate kiss. 

💖Valentine’s Prompt 14- Marauders Era: Sirius

Request: 14. Passing notes in class with Sirius Black throwing paper balls at his childhood friend who is a slytherin and her being very annoyed by that? and when she finally reads them, she realizes that all of them have the same message?

A/N: I modified this a bit because I got inspired, hope you don’t mind!

• 14. Passing notes in class

Something hit the back of Y/N’s head. It didn’t hurt, no, but this had been the fifth time and, with a frustrated eye roll, she turned around to face a grinning Sirius Black, giving her a playful wink, her angered facial expression clearly having no effect on him.  

“Will you knock it off, Black?” she snaps at the boy, whose expression remains amused, his glance darting from her to Professor McGonagall, who was sitting at her desk, momentarily unaware of the minuscule mayhem.

“Read it,” he mouthed at her eagerly, met only by another eye roll.

“Sod it,” she mouthed back before turning back around and picking up her quill. The crumpled pieces of parchment were scattered around her work, and she found her gaze wandering from her essay to the messy balls of paper. 

She bedecked her essay with a full stop and, glancing back to make sure Sirius wasn’t paying attention (he wasn’t), reached for one of the pieces of paper, opening it slowly and smoothing it out.

“Y/N,” curls on the paper, and she finds herself frowning at this. She reaches for another crumpled piece of paper, unfolding it with slight hope, only to find the same thing written in clumsily loopy handwriting. Frustration builds up inside her as she opens another, and another, crumpling the fourth one back into a ball and chucking it directly at the boy’s head, prompting him to look up and mouth: “Open the last one.”

She narrows her eyes at him and unfolds the final bit of parchment crumpled on her desk, her frustration slowly fading at the inked words: “Be my Valentine?” 

💖Valentine’s Prompts 4 and 15- Golden Trio Era: Fred

Request:  15 & 4 with Fred please? 💗

• 4. Dropping hints so he’ll give you his jacket
• 15. Borrowing his gloves

The cold bites at her skin through the suddenly thin seeming fabric of her sweater, sending shivers through her upper body, prompting her to grip her cardigan closer to her body. Her teeth chatter with the coolness that shoots through her body. She is suddenly warmed by two heavily coated arms wrapping around her waist, and a happy squeal escapes her lips as Fred Weasley lifts her from the ground, his laugh causing commotion in the descending flakes of snow. He places her back on the ground with a rapid motion, a baffled frown on his face.

“Aren’t you freezing?” he looks the thick, flimsy fabric of her sweater up and down skeptically.

“I forgot my coat,” she responds with a smile, her teeth chattering with every other words that leaves her lips, “Didn’t know it would snow.”

“That was a bit silly, wasn’t it?” she rolls her eyes at his mischievous smirk, smacking him on the forearm and immediately returning to grip her sweater closer when a strong gust of wind blew past them.

“Oh, alright, no need to ask twice,” before she realises what’s going on, he sheds his coat, the cold of the winter day chased away from by the thickness of the overcoat piled onto her shoulders, and the closeness of his chest to hers. 

“Thank you,” she whispers, shy eyes averted from his smile, her hands pulled into his as he shoves dark red gloves over her fingers, the wool hanging loosely off her hands.

“They’re far too big,” she says through laughter, met only by a massive grin on the red haired boy’s face.

“As long as you’re warm,” he throws an arm around her shoulder and places a kiss on her frost bitten cheek as they walk into the brewing blizzard with reddened smiles on their faces. 

💖Valentine’s Prompts 2,3 and 37- Marauders Era: Sirius

Request: Hello! Can I request prompts 2, 3, and 37 with either Draco or Sirius (you pick) Thank you so much!

• 2. Tying his tie
• 3. Him/Her zipping your dress
• 37. Play/Kiss in the rain

“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this,” she rolls her eyes, the silky smooth fabric slipping through her nimble, loving fingers as she pulls the wide end of the black tie through the loop they just created.

“And why exactly is that?” a devious smirk is on Sirius’ face as his hands find their way to her waist, tingles finding their way through the loose texture of her dress and prompting a smile to light up her face as she tightens the tie, placing it perfectly under his collar. She turns around swiftly, her bare back facing him as she looks over her left shoulder and gives him a flirtatious wink.

“Because you tied a tie yourself for 7 years at school, you nitwit. Zip?”

“I’d rather not,” she sees his pupils widen as he glances at the exposed skin. Her eyebrows raise at the flirtatious statement and, with a silent groan, he pulls the zipper upwards, tightening the lax fabric and prompting it to hug the curve of her hips. Satisfied she turns around and places a soft kiss on his nose, his face scrunching up with satisfaction at the gesture. 

“Come on,” she whispers, her warm breath spilling over his face and making the corners of his mouth stretch into another smile, “We’ll be late for the wedding.”

The door shuts with a thud, barely heard over the splatters of raindrops that hit the ground with rapid noise. Her y/e/c eyes are topped with frowning brows, while he sports only a mischievous grin, followed by his fingers wrapping around her wrist and pulling her into the blurring rain, despite her yells of protest.

“Are you bloody insane?” her voice can barely be heard through the loud noise of plunging water, her dress drenched within seconds, her frown washed away at the sight of his childish grin and the pull of his strong loving hand drawing her closer to him. His hair is soaked and merged with his face, and his smile makes the gloom of the stormy day vanish before it’s pressed to her lips, and she forgets about James and Lily’s wedding and the coldness of the fabric sticking to her skin as she finds her fingers in his hair and the world being washed away with the falling droplets.