Amortentia (Draco x Reader)

The reader smells Draco’s hair in the amortentia and he’s start flirting with her..

Words: ~ 2000

Potion was your last class before lunch. You were sleepy and hungry, and Snape’s monotone voice didn’t help you much.

„Now turn page 64. You’ll find the recipe of the amortentia. Try not to mess up completely.”

As usual, you’ve done most of the work. You were one of the best students of the year, and potions was your favourite. Draco was a smartass too, but sometimes he just doesn’t care about such unimportant things like making a potion right. The amortentia was almost done when your partner returned to the table.

„Oh, are you here? I almost forgot that I actually have a partner in this class. What’s happened? Your girls started to get boring?”

„Never, Y/L/N. Have you seen Daphne’s skirt today? A bit too short. I bet it’s just because of me.” – he smirked.

„Of course, Draco, you’re a center of every girl’s world.” – you added sarcastically before called Snape to look at your work.

„It’s already done?” – Draco asked in surprise.

„Yes, no thanks to you.” – you said a bit angrily. You really liked him, he was your best friend, but sometimes he was really get on your nerves.

„10 point to Slytherin!” – Snape added after he examined your potion. You smiled proudly while the other slytherins cheers for you.

„That’s my girl!” – Draco started. „So, what are you smelling?”

You didn’t even need to lean over to the cauldron. The smells were so intense and addictive you didn’t want to stop breathing. You were lost in them. For a few moments that seems like hours you forgot where you were until you heard Malfoy’s voice in the distance.

„Y/N! Are you still with me?”

„Yeah, yes, sooo.. it’s like old books. And kittens, and green apple, and…” – you stopped there because you realized you’ve said more than enough already. Green apple, what the hell.

„And?”

„Pumpkin pie!” – and of course it wasn’t pumpkin pie. You couldn’t miss the last scent because it was the most intense from all of it. You couldn’t miss it because you’ve smelled that like a thousand times when you hugged him or when you felt asleep on his shoulder at the common room’s couch. Merlin’s beard, you smelled Draco’s hair in that bloody amortetnia! You knew that you had a crush on him for a while now but you haven’t realized that it’s so strong. Well, until now.

Of course you didn’t tell him, but before you could calm yourself down, that usual big smirk appeared on his face:

„Green apple, is it?”

„Yes, green apple. You know I love fruits.” – you explained like this is the most natural thing in the world.

„Especially when I eat that fruit, isn’t it true, darling? No need to hide your feelings anymore!” – he said it with so much confidence you could slap him right in the face.

„Are you done? And by the way, you’re very welcome. I know it was very kind of me to make all the work instead of you. Again.” It was never easy to make you blush, but in that moment you were need all of your energy to not to come apart.

„Don’t switch the topic, love. But I didn’t blame you, I can also smell myself in the cauldron.”

You rolled your eyes on him. After the class you went to lunch, and you hoped he’ll forget about the green apple-thing, but why he’d do such thing. He’s Draco Malfoy.

In the following days Draco didn’t want to stop teasing you. He was constantly making comments about how you fell in love with him, even if he was really just kidding. He also started to compliment you in a pretty dirty way, like „I bet you look beautiful when you have an orgasm”, or „Please wear a longer skirt or I’ll lose my self control”. You were getting angrier every day because he made you weak and very fustrated. Not to mention you secretly enjoyed it.

You went to study in the library with Hermione. Even if you were a slytherin, you made friends with people from other houses too. Your housemates doesn’t really approve this sometimes, but they didn’t dare to mess with you. You were kind, but you can also handle yourself well.

„Ronald, would you please shut up? Madam Pince will throw all of us out and despite of you, we’ll actually want to pass our next exam.” – Hermione threw knives with her eyes to Ron and Harry.

„Oh come on girls. Why the bloody hell do you two study so much for that, you’ll pass anyway.”

„Apperantly not, if you doesn’t leave us alone.”

You could hardly concentrate because your thoughts were far away, in the dungeons, with a certain blond haired boy. Ron grasped your arm and shaked you a bit to wake you up from your daydream when you heard your only one Slytherin Prince’s voice.

„Take your hand off my girl, Weasley!”

The trios reaction was hilarious to that comment. Hermione’s eyes widened open, Harry looked confused and Ron disgusted… a bit.

„I’m not your girl, Draco, now please go back to your whores and don’t interrupt our study session.” – you commented while Draco take a seat next to you, smirk on his face.

„Oh don’t be so jelaous, love, you know you can be the only one in my bed.”

Hermione’s eyes widened open even more if it was possible. Seriously, he can’t stop.

„I think she didn’t want you here, Malfoy.”

„Nobody asked you, Potter.” Harry was about to say something, but you cut him off. With closed eyes, you sighed:

„Please, Draco, shut up and get out of here before I’ll hex you. I’m not kidding!”

Draco smirked again. „Oh, I know you don’t you little nasty thing.” He stood up and take out something from his robe pocket.

„Here, you’ll need energy for studying and all those things that’ll come later tonight.” He placed a green apple in front of you before he winked at you and left the library.

The other were still speechless when you suggested:

„Okay, shall we continue?”

„Sure, Y/N! But first, please can you tell us why the bloody hell Malfoy calls you his girl?!” – Ron asked with a confused look, and Hermione and Harry was curious indeed. They hated Draco and Draco hated them, you wasn’t sure that you should tell them about what’s going on, but you also saw that this whole thing won’t end up easily. You sighed and started.

„Last week on potions… when we had to make amortentia, maybe I smelled green apple in it.” They still looked confused so you continued. „So who’s eating green apple almost everyday?”

„OH GODRICK!” – Hermione yelled. – „You have a crush on Malfoy?”

„Shhh!” – you started, but it was too late; the librarian already rushed over to you.

„Get out of my library! NOW! All of you before I’ll hex you all!”

Madam Pince looked like she can really hex you within a few moments, so you packed your things and run out from the library.

„I can’t believe you fancies him. This is insane!”

„Why him? I mean.. Why?” – Ron was shocked too. All of them looked at you like you’re out of your mind, so you decided it’s better if you go back to your dorm room. You were really need some alone-time.

You stepped into the Slytherin common room. You headed straight to your dorm, when you heard Draco’s voice again from one of the couch.

„Well if it isn’t my favourite potions partner! I knew you’ll miss me.”

You didn’t even look at him, you started to run to your room, slammed the door, fell in your bed and started to cry. You didn’t even know why. Too much stress, too much tension. Now Draco knows you love him, and he treat the situation like it’s a bloody joke. You were exhausted from keep your secret, exhausted from not to tell him how you really love him, exhausted from no to touch him. It was just too much to handle right now, and you let the stress flown out from your eyes.

The next day you overslept. You were late from Charm, and when you’ve arrived Pansy already took a seat next to Draco. You really didn’t mind it now, you wasn’t in the mood to listening the boy dirty comments. You sat next to Blaise, opened your book in a hope that you can choke your thoughts in your studies. After a few moments, Blaise whispered to you.

„Why are you cried last night?”

„I-I wasn’t cry” – you stammered and covered your eyes a bit, maybe it was red and puffy.

„Come on Y/N… Pansy told us.”

„Us?” – now you were frightened.

„Let’s just say half of the Slytherin house knows that you cried out loud like a baby in your bed half of the night. – Blaise said with a smile. – „But seriously. what’ wrong?”

„Nothing, Blaise, I just overstressed.” You must be sound convincing (you didn’t even lie so big), because Blaise stopped asking questions. But damn, Pansy! Why she always have to tell everything to everyone? And you didn’t even cry out loud, maybe just sob a bit louder than you should.

When the class was over, you rushed out. You didn’t need people asking you what’s wrong and why you cried. You were halfway to the girl’s bathroom when you heard Draco’s voice. Oh Godric, why now.

„Hey Y/N! Can you slow down?”

You stopped, but when he reached you he grasped your arm and led you to a quieter place.

„What is it, Draco, why you brought me here?”

His hand was still on your arm – he was very close to you which make you blushed a little. „I heard that you cried last night.” – of course he did, thank you Pansy. There was no smirk on his face this time; his voice was gentle and his face was like he’s actually worrying. „What’s wrong? Somebody hurt you? If it was Weasley yesterday, I swear I’ll kill him.”

„Draco, calm down, I’m fine! And anyway, Ron couldn’t hurt a fly.”

„Than why did you cried?” He moved his hands from your upper arm to your face, gently stroked it with his thumb, made your cheeks red as hell now. You felt your head is getting hotter under his cold hands. You never felt this nervous around him or anyone else so you completely lost the control.

„I seriously smelled green apple in the amortentia.” – you started.

„Okay, I know, you love apples and not me, I get it. Sorry if I was out of the line…” – he apoligized while pulled away a little.

„Yes, well, the last scent wasn’t pumpkin pie, it was your hair.” your voice was a whisper, like you hoped he won’t hear.

Silence. He examined your shining eyes and your blushed cheecks very slowly with his icy blue eyes.

„Say something, will you? I embarassed myself enough for today, so…”

„I knew you love me, Y/L/N!” – he said with that smirk again. Here we are.

You started getting angry insted of nervous, but before you could shout at him why he joking on this, he wrapped his arms around waist, pulled you closer and kissed you gently. To your surprise he was slow. His lips was soft, and you felt that his cold skin getting warmer too. Your hands was on his chest, your knees were weak from your shaking legs.

He stopped, but not really pulled away from you; your lips almost still touching.

„What’s wrong, darling? You’re shaking  like I kissed some other parts of your body.” – he teased while he looked down on your body.

„Shut up.” – you commanded with a smile before kissed him hard, but after a few seconds he pulled away again.

„I also smelled your hair.”

„REALLY?” – you yelled from surprise and happiness.

„Stop shouting love, yes, I smelled you. And I couldn’t really handle this, that’s why I behave like this lately.”

„You are such a git.” – you rolled your eyes but also smiled.

He took your hand while you walked to the next class. You were not just relieved but also incredibly happy.

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This was my first, hope you’ll like it! 

Please stay with me tonight / Part 2 (Draco x Reader)

tYou can read Part 1 here!

In the next morning you woke up alone in the couch. You went back down to your dorm, put on some fresh clothes and hurry up to your class; you were already late. You went in to the class room and murmured a “Sorry professor”, but it doesn’t seem like Professor Binns heard or noticed you. You took your seat next to Draco. 

“Sorry for vanishing, you just slept so sweet, I didn’t want to bother you.” - he whispered. You gave him a gently smile. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, better.” - you didn’t lie, you were really much better now than last night. 

The lesson was boring as hell as always. You almost felt asleep when a little piece of parchment landed on your desk. You folded out and read the message:

Do you want to come to the ball with me?

Yes                  or                      Absolutely

You saw Zacharias Smith who winked at you, then looked at Draco and rolled your eyes with a tired moan. You write a No after the Absolutely and underlined it before threw it back to the sender. Draco laugh at you and you continue to listening the teacher. To be honest, the only person who you wanted to go with it was him. Even as just friends it’d bee so good, so you said no every guy who asked you in a hope that maybe Draco will ask you. But he didn’t. After your History of Magic you walked to the Great Hall with Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle to have a lunch.

„You said no to an another boy again? I mean I know you can get anybody with that face and body of yours but hey, he was like the 10th guy whom you rejected!” – Pansy screeched.

„Okay, I can’t get anybody and Zacharias is a jerk, no way I’ll go with him. And he was the 12th, by the way.” – you smirked.

„Oh shut up, Y/L/N. Just say yes to somebody. I want you to be there, we have to dance and get drunk together!” – she whined. Even if Pansy Parkinson was an annoying, insufferable bitch sometimes, you still managed to became good friends with her.

„And whom are you even go with? You didn’t told me yet.”

„Blaise.” – she said with a satisfied face.

„Blaise? Zabini?” – you asked with a confused look. „You mean as friends or…”

„Oh, who knows, it’s the Yule Ball after all!” The girl was pretty satisfied with herself and with her pair. You continued your lunch, chatting with the others when Cormac McLaggen appeared next to you.

„Hello Y/N.” – he greeted with that grin of his.

„Hey McLaggen.” – you said with a very tired fake smile, fearing of what happens next.

„So I heard that you don’t have a partner for the ball yet. I wonder if maybe we can go together.” – Cormac looked like he was sure that Y/N will say yes to him. Poor guy.

„Oh. Well, sorry, but somebody already asked me and I said yes.” – You heard Pansy palm-slap on her forehead. Cormac had a defeated look on his face, but he doesn’t really broken as he already went to an another girl on the other side of the table. Pansy broke the silence.

„I mean I know he’s a gryffindor, but seriously, Y/N? He’s the hottest guy in this place! – she yelled.

„Hottest? Really? And he’s only want an acces into my panties, so no thanks.”

“Don’t be so frigid. Is there even any guy that you’d said yes? After that I highly doubt it…”

You had a wondered look on your face when Draco turns to you.

„Y/N, do you wan to come with me?”

Well, that was unexpected. Your heart skipped a beat. You felt your breath stucked in your throath as he looked at your eyes deeply with his stormy gaze. You tried really hard to not smile like and idiot.

„Yes.” – you breathed.

„Ugh, finally.” – Pansy growled. „I hope you have a nice dress.”

 ~

Your aunt sent you one weeks ago. The deeply dark green dress that almost looked black was truly amazing, and Pansy was already jelaous when she saw it in your wardrobe.

„If Draco won’t fall in love with you if he’ll see you in that dress, he’s either blind or idiot. Or if he hasn’t already…” – she stated. You rolled your eyes on her but inside your screamed happily, you can’t wait to see his face when he’ll see you. Even it was a friendly invite, you were so delighted.

 It was Saturday afternoon. You made an easy but nice bun, dressed up, and put a light make up on. You felt yourself like a princess, and with the Slytherin Prince in your side you’ll definietly look like one. You walked out from the dorm room and waited for Draco. You looked calm, but your heart was beating really fast. The nervous feeling dissappeared a little when you saw how the other boys looked at you in the common room. You didn’t even noticed when Draco stepped before you.

„Hi.” – you smiled, but he didn’t said anything for a few seconds. His eyes wondered on your body and stopped on your gaze.

„Ah, eermm, sorry. You just look… so… wonderful. – he whispered, clearly embarassed.

„Oh Godric, I made Draco Lucius Malfoy speechless.” – you said with a surprised tone and face, and he rolled his eyes on you. „And you look dashing too, Draco.”

You went down to the Great Hall, holding Draco’s arms. You felt eyes on yourself all the way which made you a bit strained.

„Everybody’s looking at you.” – he smirked proudly.

„I know, do something stupid, I can’t stand it.”

„Calm down, you’re beautiful.” – he stated while he guided you to a table that you shared with Pansy, Blaise, Tracy and her partner that you didn’t recognize.

„Slytherin colors suits you perfectly Y/N!” – Pansy yelled gleefully. „Malfoy I hope you now you have the hottest woman in your side tonight” – she winked. Draco grabbed your hand which made you instantly blushed. „I know.” – he said, matter of factly. „Do you want to dance?”

„You can dance?” – you asked surprised while you stood up and walked to the dance floor. He gave you a smirk before placed one of his hand on your hips and started to move.

In the next hour you didn’t spoke a lot, just simply enjoying the music, the dance, and the touch of eachothers. Sometimes he was making jokes about how much of a tosser is Potter while he dancing, or how nice would be if Snape starting to dance with Moaning Myrtle, made you laugh all the time. Once Cormac asked you from him but with a simply no, he grabbed you out from his sight. A slow song came, and you froze, but he pulled you closer while wrapped his arms around your waist and your back. You placed your hands around his neck and since you were too nervy, you put your head on his chest. And with that step, you can felt how strongly is his heartbeat. You hugged eachother so many times before, but it was so much more now.

When a song was over and a very fast one came, you looked at eachother, both of you blushed. Draco Malfoy, blushed. That was a view that you didn’t think you’ll see ever. The obviously awkward moment ended when you heard Pansy’s shriek while she came closer to you, goblets in her hands.

„This is for you, girl! Cheers!” – you didn’t want to get drunk, but you were so anxious you decided a little firewhisky won’t hurt. Or a little more. You wanted to dance with the others, but your legs was weak by now, so you sat down to your table with Draco and Pansy while you drank an another goblet of firewhisky. And an another. And an another.

„Okay, I think that’s enough for you today.” – he told you while took the goblet out of your hand. You looked up on him with puppy eyes and sad face, while Pansy pleaded: „Draceyyy leave her be! She’s totally fine and I still want to dance with her!”

„Yes!” – you yelled while stood up, but at the same time you lost the control and leaned to the table. Draco grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to himself, while leaned you out of the Hall. „Night Pansy.”

Your clasped your hands around his arms as he guided you down to the dungeons. „Why are you sooo party pooper? I had a good time!” – you cried.

„You’re drunk. You’ll thank me tomorrow morning.”

„I won’t! I hate youuu and I-I wanna go back.” – you squeaked.

„Do you now?” – he said, while dragged you to your dorm room and put you down on your bed.

You stayed calm but you looked at him sulky which made him smile.

„What are you laughing at? You are not funny. You are vicious.”

„You look adorable when you’re angry.” – he started and sat down next to you on your bed. „We had a great time, but you’re drunk, you need to rest. Please, can you do that for me?” – he mouthed with a soft tone as he cup your cheek. You nodded in silence and he was on his way to the door, when you called him back.

„Draco, please help me and peel me out of this dress.” – you said simply, the anxiety was long drowned into the firewisky. You were in your feet and turn your back on him, waiting for unzip your dress.

He pulled down the zipper, exposed your bare skin. He put his hand on your back and gently stroke it down to your lower back. You shivered under his touch. It was you like immediatly sobered and the only thing that made you drank, is his skin on yours. That was a now or never moment; you turned to face him. Your dress was already started to slip down, but before it could, Draco pulled you over tightly and kissed you greedly. It was a deep, fast kiss which show how much and how long you wanted eachother. Both of you were insatiable. Neither of you wanted to stop, neither of you pulled over. Your hands was on the back of his neck and when you grasped his hair, he instantly moaned in your mouth which made your knees weak. He sensed this so took a step forward, put you down on the bed, still not let go of you. He grab the top of your dress and cautiously pulled it off your body.

„You are so fucking beautiful, Y/N.” – he murmured. He kissed you again, but this time much slower and not so fierce. His hands were everywhere: from your neck to your breats, to your waist and hips while gently stroke it, to your thighs, made you tremble. He wandered down on your neck while he massaged your breasts which caused you moaning. He smirked into your neck and whispered a „Got you” in a husky voice before he was started to gently sucking on your sweet spot. Your hands wondered down from his hair down on his back, and you started to unblock his belt, but that was when he quickly grabbed your wrist and leaned away from you a little, his forehead on yours.

„What’s wrong?” – your said in a low voice.

„If we don’t stop now, I’m not sure I can stop later.” You felt his hard member through his pants; it was surprising that he can still control himself.

„I don’t want you to stop.” – you said, cupping his face.

„I want it too, but Y/N, you’re drunk, and I won’t take the advantage of the situaton.”

Your body was tensed up and you were almost completely sober by now, but you were still greatful for that. You kissed him gently and murmured a thank you in his ear.

You walked to your wardrobe to take on a t-shirt, and give him an another. He looked at you confused.

„The fact that we’ve not going to have sex doesn’t mean I’ll let you sleep alone tonight.” – you smirked at him and he smirked back before he started to undress. You couldn’t help yourself but stare at him; he had a nice body that make your cheeks pink.

„Like what you see, love?”

„Shut up.” – you smiled. He took on the shirt and crawled in next to you, immediatly make you cuddle with him.

„Oooh, you’re a cuddler, that’s so cute.” – you purred.

„If you don’t like it I can let go.” – he said threateningly.

„You wouldn’t do that.” – you grinned and he pulled you closer. „Thank you for being a gentleman.”

„Anything for you, love”. – he whispered before both of you felt alseep in eachothers arms.

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Draco heard the distant sounds of quiet cries. He slowly opened his grey eyes. 4:30 a.m the morning. He turned to see if his wife was asleep beside him. She was gone and their bedroom door was left ajar. Draco stood up and decided to follow the source of the crying. It led him to his two year old daughter’s Ariel’s room. Draco soon noticed his 3 and a half year old son Leo was also awake. He opened the door. “ Daddy!” Leo yelled. This caught Y/N’s attention. “ I’m sorry to wake you.” She apologized. She held the little girl with long Malfoy blonde hair. Her eyes were her mother’s and Draco couldn’t have been happier. Ariel whined on Y/N’s lap. “What’s the matter?” Ariel wiped her Y/E/C eyes with a tiny balled up fist. “ She’s got a fever and a tummy ache. Leo got sick all over his bed so I just cleaned him off.” Draco picked up Leo in his arms. Leo rested his head on his father’s shoulder. “ You should have woken me up to help.” Y/N smiled. “ You have work in the morning. You need your sleep.” Draco rubbed the small of Leo’s back. This always soothed him. His tiny grey eyes were fighting to stay awake. “ Family is first. I’ll put him to bed. I’ll be back.”

Leo watched as Draco made sure all his Thomas the Train sheets were neat and orderly. “ Daddy. Stay.” Leo pleased knowing his father would soon tuck him into his bed. “ Of course. Come here my little man.” Draco picked up the toddler. Laying him down gently in his mass of blankets. Making sure to tuck every layer in. Draco dimmed the lights. Leo began to fuss. “ Tummy.” Draco laid in the small twin bed. “You’re alright. Daddy is here.” He whispered softly. He rubbed the sleepy toddler’s back. He hummed a quiet lullaby. Leo, tried to stay awake but, was soon overtaken by sleep. Draco gently kissed his son’s soft cheek before sneaking out of the room.

Every time Draco heard his children cry it broke his heart. Ariel was exhausted. Both Draco and Y/N could see she wanted nothing more than to sleep. “ I’ll get her some medicine. You take her.” Ariel opened her arms up wide for her father. “ come here my little princess.” Draco said lifting Ariel off of Y/N’s lap. “ Daddy.” Ariel cried. She cuddled her warm soft cheeks into his neck. “ I know my darling, I know. You’ll be alright. Daddy’s here.” Draco ran his fingers gently through her soft blonde hair. “ I found some medicine. Now, we gotta get her to drink it.” Y/N said holding up a small brown tinted vile and a small spoon. “ Ariel baby. Drink this and you’ll feel better.” Ariel took one look at the vile. “ No! No! No! Yucky!” She hid her face in her father’s chest. “It’ll be okay princess. You can have some ice cream if you take it.” Draco said with a sing song voice. The toddler was now listening. “ Ice cream?” Her teary eyes full of hope. “ Yes. All for Ariel.” Y/N quickly nodded. Like a baby bird she opened her mouth. Causing Y/N and Draco to laugh.

Y/N handed Ariel her “Ice cream” which was a child’s yogurt frozen. Ariel had finally stopped crying and began to eat. She sat on Draco’s lap at the kitchen table. “ Draco Darling. Go back to sleep. I can take it from here. You have work in 2 hours. Get some rest.” Ariel was giggling to herself thinking she was getting away with something she wasn’t supposed to. Draco smiled. “ I’m alright lovely. I’m fully awake now.” Ariel lifted her head up to look at her father. “ Daddy sleep?” He chuckled and kissed her forehead. “ I’m okay.” Y/N cleaned off the toddler yogurt covered hands. “ Draco? I hope you don’t mind but, I want Ariel to sleep with us. I’m still worried about the fever.” Draco nodded. “ I agree. Ariel you want to sleep with mummy and daddy?” Ariel nodded her hands reaching up to wrap her arms around her father’s neck.

Draco laid a now very sleepy Ariel beside him in the bed. Her blue and grey onesie had been replaced by her favourite green nightgown. Draco wrapped her up in the blanket. “ Go to sleep now my princess. Mummy and Daddy are right here.” Draco said quietly brushing the stray hairs off her forehead. Draco hummed quietly as the toddler finally gave away to sleep.

Draco looked at Ariel’s sleeping face. She resembled her mother so much when she was asleep. Y/N soon drifted to sleep as well. Draco laughed a little seeing their expressions matching. His two favourite girls were together. He couldn’t think of a better way to start off the day.

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Part two of the ‘Imagine Draco avoiding you because he doesn’t want to hurt you’. You can find Part one right here —> Part One

There will be a part 3, which will be posted tomorrow or Wednesday.

It had been two weeks and Draco was still avoiding you like you had a nasty disease.

You hated it. Every time you wanted to go and talk to him, if it would be in the hallways or after the lessons, he would look at you for a few seconds with that strange glare of him before turning around and walking away. And every time again it broke your heart a little. What had you done wrong?

You had thought about it time and time again. Was it something you had said? Something you had done without realising? But every time you closed your eyes and searched your mind for reasons, you ended up blank.

Your friends from Gryffindor told you it was better this way. That he was an ‘stuck up Slytherin Prince’ and that he wasn’t worth your time if he wouldn’t even look at you. But they had never liked him anyways, and besides; they didn’t even know him like you did.

You and Draco had grown up together and had been friends since you could talk. You knew Draco could be a prick sometimes, but he also had a sweet and caring side. It was a side not many people got to know and you felt special for being one of those few who did. Even when you two were placed into different houses, you being a brave Gryffindor and him being a cunning Slytherin, you had remained friends. And you had hoped that wouldn’t change, but it had. And you were determined to figure out why.

Fifteen days after the incident in the Great Hall, you were walking through one of Hogwarts many hallways. It was evening and you were late for dinner because you had to finish your potions homework, that had been way too long. But being a good student, you had finished your homework and now you were walking towards the dinner, you stomach rumbling as you thought about the many delicious threads you would face soon.

You were so deep in your thoughts about chicken, pudding and potatoes that you didn’t notice another figure approaching you from the shadowy hallway, not far away from you. Sadly enough, that person wasn’t paying attention too and before you knew you had bumped into each other.

“Ouch! Son of a-”

“Watch out you filthy-”

The both of you stopped talking midsentence at the same time as you caught each other’s eye. You could feel your breath hitch in your throat as you looked into the sharp, grey eyes of your blonde friend. 'Or former blonde friend,’ you thought bitterly.

When seeing you, Draco’s eyes immediately grew big and you saw that look appear on his face again. That look like he was admiring a pretty artefact in a shop in Hogsmeade before it turned into a pained and vague one.

“Draco! I-”

“Excuse me,” He mumbled, casting his eyes down to the floor. Before you could respond, he had already turned around again and had walked passed you to walk away with hurried steps. You felt a sting of pain go through your heart as you watched the boy walk away, his shoulders slumped. But soon afterwards that pain was replaced with anger. How dared he! How dared he to act like you weren’t even there! Two weeks you had decided to give him some time to talk to you out of his own, but without success. And now you had had enough.

Turning around quickly, you started to run towards the direction the Slytherin Prince had disappeared to. Luckily, he hadn’t walked off too far and you could still see his silhouette walk a few metres in front of you.

“Draco!” You cried out, causing him to freeze in his tracks. You saw how his body tensed, but he didn’t turn around and you hurried to stand in front of him.

“How dare you!” You spat, finally facing him after so many days. You saw a flash of pain appear his eyes for a small second when he heard your angry tone, but decided to ignore it. After all, it had been you who had felt that pain the last few days. Now it was his turn.

“Draco Lucius Malfoy,” You started, your voice calm but dangerously low. Draco flinched on hearing you speak his full name and his eyes started to search the hallway for a way to get out of this. But you didn’t let him

“What do you think you are doing?” You asked him, trying to catch his eye despite his tries to avoid your gaze. You were slightly surprised by his reaction, like he was almost…scared of you.

“I don’t know where you are talking about,” Draco muttered, his voice sounding strangly calm and distant. You frowned and clenched your hands to fists, trying to resist the urge to hit him.

“Excuse me? How do you mean 'I don’t know where you are talking about’? I think you know exactly what I meant! Why have you been avoiding me for the last two damn weeks like I am invisible?”

Draco sighted. He tried to act nonchalant, like he didn’t care, but from the inside it was ripping him apart. He needed to get away from this, before he ended up hurting the both of you even more. He knew what he had done. He also had seen the pain in your eyes every time he had turned his back to you, every time he had ignored your questioning voice, and he had felt the exact same pain. But he also knew he couldn’t do any different. It was better this way. If he would let you in, you would only end up with a broken heart. A heart he wouldn’t be able to repair and didn’t want to break in the first place.

You in the meantime where standing in front of him with a sharp gaze, your hands on your hips to prevent him from walking around you that easily. Draco finally managed to look you in your (e/c) eyes with a bored glare in his own silver ones.

“Is it really that important to you?” He sneered, his voice implying that there were a thousand things he would prefer doing over this talk. He felt a pang of guilt when he saw your expression change to one of pain and he almost apologised. He wanted to avoid having to act like an asshole, but it was his only option now.

“…Isn’t it to you?” You asked him, in a small voice this time. Draco shook his head.

“Don’t see why it would be. Friendships change, nothing you can do about it.”

With one last, cold glare he slipped past you, nudging you softly but accidently with his elbow. You instead, froze in your tracks. His words broke your heart. 'Nothing you can do about it,’ he had said. Didn’t he care about you? Was he really the stuck up Slytherin your friends had told you he was?

Slowly you turned around, just in time to see him walking around the corner, his form disappearing into the darkness. You could feel a cold tear slip down your face, but you didn’t do any effort to wipe it away. Instead, you slowly started to walk back to the direction you had come from, not bothering to go to the Great Hall anymore. Tonight you had to be alone.

What you didn’t notice though, were the tears that were also sliding down Draco’s face as he hurried back to the Slytherin dorm, as he felt like a monster and hoped that he would never have to hurt you like this again.

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imagine draco when he hears you’ve been hurt and sent to madam pomfrey

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DRACO MALFOY X READER

WARNINGS: none

REQUESTED BY @ladyoakensheildmalfoypurdymanson

Lips brushed and skin tingled as Draco Malfoy kissed Y/N, concealed in a hidden staircase in the western wing of Hogwarts. With their bodies pressed together, Y/N could feel Draco’s hot, minty breath mingling with hers. His soft lips mumbled some incoherent words against her mouth, sending shivers down her spine. She pulled Draco’s body even closer to hers, her fingers lingering on the warm skin of his neck.

Neither of them heard the footsteps approaching.

Severus Snape sauntered up the stairs, sneering when his eyes fell on the young couple. “Mr. Malfoy, I would appreciate if you would do this somewhere - Y/N?” 

Swollen, pink lips were yanked apart and eyes were widened as they stared at the shocked Potions professor. Draco’s green tie was loosened around his neck; the top of Y/N’s collared shirt was unbuttoned.

She had never seen her father at a loss for words.

Her heart hammered inside her chest as Draco mumbled, “Hi, Professor.” His blonde hair stuck out in haphazard directions, as a result of Y/N’s fingers.

Snape narrowed his eyes, swallowing hard. “My office. Both of you. Now.” He then turned around and rapidly walked away, not waiting up for them.

Draco and Y/N slowly faced each other. “Well, it was nice knowing you,” Draco said, kissing her quickly on the forehead. He opened the window behind him and threw one leg over the windowsill.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes wide.

“Don’t worry,” he said, squeezing her shoulder. “Once I’m settled in a foreign country with my new identity, I’ll do my best to write to you.”

Y/N couldn’t suppress her laugh, even given the circumstances. “Come on, Draco. We can handle him.”

He sighed, swinging his leg back inside and planting both feet back on the stairs. “Okay, yeah. You’re right.”

“Besides, this could be worse,” she said. Draco’s eyebrows furrowed. Y/N shrugged and said, “At least you’re not Potter.”

All the muscles in his face suddenly relaxed, and he stared at her with an annoyed expression.

“Okay,” she said, her lips forming a thin line. “Bad time to make that joke.”

Draco simply nodded. “Let’s go,” he said, reaching to grab her hand. He squeezed her fingers just for a moment, then abruptly let go, mumbling, “We probably shouldn’t hold hands.”

Y/N sighed and nodded, bringing her bottom lip in between her teeth.

They walked to her father’s office in silence, their shoes hitting the stone floor being the only sound reverberating off the walls.

When they reached the closed door, they both faced each other, taking a few deep breaths.

“Wait,” Y/N said, reaching up to carefully fix Draco’s loosened tie. The fabric was smooth under her fingertips as her hands traced down his torso. She met his eyes.

“Oh,” he breathed. Draco’s shaking fingers attempted to button up the top of her shirt, but he fumbled so much and couldn’t get it right.

“It’s okay,” she whispered, gently pushing his hands away. “I’ll get it.”

When she was done, she looked up at Draco, whose face had become quite pale, his eyes leaking worry. “Hey,” she said, causing him to look into her eyes. “Just relax.”

“Okay,” he replied, before leaning down and kissing her hard on the lips.

“Draco,” she breathed, pulling away, a small smile on her face. “It’s not the end of the world.”

“Yeah, well I’m afraid your dad might murder me in there,” he said, grabbing her hand.

She shook her head. “He won’t. Come on.”

Y/N cautiously pushed the heavy door open and they gingerly walked inside. Severus Snape was sitting at his desk, his hands folded tightly in front of him, a grimace on his long face.

“Why, thank you for fixing your shirt and tie for my benefit, children,” he sneered. Y/N sighed, knowing her father used the word children in attempt to talk down to them. In that moment, she despised his attention to detail.

“Sit,” Snape said, coldly.

The two of them sat down in the two chairs facing the desk, Draco looking down at the floor and Y/N anxiously looking up at her father.

Professor Snape cleared his throat. “So, how long has - whatever this is - been going on?” His eyes drilled into them like a fork sinking into a piece of tart.

She swallowed before quickly saying, “Um, six months.”

“I thought it was seven?” Draco blurted, then instantly shut his mouth as both the professor and his daughter shot daggers at him with their eyes.

Snape looked back at Y/N. “And what made you think it was a good idea to keep this from me?”

She bit her bottom lip, and Draco nervously pulled on the ends of his blonde hair. From the way Snape was talking to them, they felt like two toddlers that had gotten in trouble for drawing on the wall with permanent markers.

Y/N hesitated before mumbling, “We didn’t know how you would react.”

“Well, look how well that turned out,” her father replied, looking between both of them, his face full of many emotions: annoyance, anger, disappointment.

Draco sat up straighter in his chair. “With all due respect, sir, I’m very sorry that you had to find out this way,” he said, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice.

Snape sighed before saying, “Thank you for the apology, Draco, but that does not make up for this.”

Draco looked down, fiddling with his tie. “Of course, sir.”

The professor turned his attention back to his daughter. “Y/N, I am incredibly disappointed in you for keeping this from me.”

She swallowed, attempting to demolish the lump in her throat. “I’m really sorry, Dad. I wanted to tell you, but I was… scared,” she admitted, her hands fidgeting.

Severus Snape sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that evening and rubbed his fingers against his left temple. “I understand.”

Draco’s head snapped up. Y/N let out a breath.

Snape continued, “I’ll admit, Draco is a… respectable boy. So, I may be able to adapt to this.”

Y/N’s eyes lit up in complete surprise. Draco raised his eyebrows, struggling to believe that those words had left Snape’s mouth. 

“Thank you,” Y/N said, a smile plastered on her face. Snape simply nodded, attempting to hold back a small grin.

Draco obnoxiously cleared his throat and repeated, “Thank you, sir.”

“Drop the sirs, Malfoy,” Snape grumbled. “It’s getting on my nerves.”

“Yes sir,” he blurted, awkwardly looking down at the ground when Y/N and her father both stared at him. Draco knew Y/N was holding back a laugh, without even glancing at her. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

Snape cleared his throat before saying, “There is one more thing I need to talk to you two about.” He leered at the nervous couple.

Y/N stared at him, anxious as to what he was going to say next. Draco furrowed his eyebrows.

“I am not oblivious to what kids your age are doing nowadays,” Snape drawled, avoiding eye contact. “I should hope you two are using… contraception.”

Draco’s cheeks turned a nice shade of pomegranate red, his blue-grey eyes wide, staring at the ground.

“Oh my god,” Y/N whispered, burying her face in her hands.

All three of them would’ve rather been anywhere else in that moment.

“Just be responsible, please,” Snape mumbled.

She reluctantly looked up at him. “Yeah, of course.”

A thick silence protruded the air; Draco began to chew on his thumbnail.

“You can go now,” Snape stated curtly. The couple stood up immediately.

“Thanks,” Draco said, as they started to walk to the door. Y/N couldn’t bring herself to say anything else.

Once back in the hall, the office door shut far behind them, they both let out the  breaths they had been holding. “Merlin,” Draco breathed.

“That was painful,” Y/N said. “Physically painful.” She placed a hand on her chest and looked over at Draco.

He snaked his arm around her shoulders, and she bent her arm in order to hold his hand. With their sweaty palms pressed together, Draco joked, “Now we just need to tell my parents!”

She laughed. “I don’t know if I can survive that.”

Draco grinned down at her before placing a kiss on her right temple.

thanks for reading!! this was fun to write :) xx

“I Don’t Want To Be Like Him”  ~  Draco x reader

“Hi there, love! Would it be possible to get a Draco x reader, please? One where Draco has a slight panic attack when he comes to the conclusion that he’s turning into his father. (Y/N) is there and she promises Draco that he’s nothing like his father and that she would make sure he would never become like his father either.” ~Anon

Hi! Thank you so much for the request! I was absolutely thrilled to write this! I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather lately (due to these horrible temperature and weather changes), so I had a bit of an excuse to sit inside on my laptop all day😂.

Anyway, I loved writing this. I hope you enjoy😊😘

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“Hey.” y/n said, standing in the doorway of Draco’s dormitory. “Ready to head to dinner?”

Draco was laying on his bed. He looked at his girlfriend with a smile. “Of course I am, love.”

She giggled. “Well, let’s go!”

They headed to the Great Hall together, hand in hand. It was a lovely Sunday evening. Y/n sat down next to Draco at the Slytherin house table.

“I’m so not ready for class tomorrow.”

“No one is, Zambini.” she stated.

Draco was really quiet all throughout dinner, which was very unlike him. Y/n noticed, but didn’t say anything. After they ate, they got up and left the table, heading back to the common room.

“Are you alright?”

Draco nodded with a smile as he sat down on the sofa. “I’m fine.”

She smiled back at him. “You’ve just been really quiet and distant today.”

He didn’t reply.

Y/n yawned. “I think I’m gonna try and get some sleep.”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Sweetheart.”

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Y/n didn’t sleep well that night.  She never did on Sunday nights. There was something different about this one though. Something she couldn’t quite grasp. She got out of bed and headed to the common room. Maybe the giant squid would be visible.

She leaned on the railing of the balcony over looking the common room. The giant squid wasn’t around, but something else caught her attention. She ran down the stairs with worry.

She slowly sat down on the couch. “It’s 2AM. What are you doing down here?”

No reply.

“Draco, Love.”

His breathing intensified, getting faster and heavier by each breath. Tears started to fill his silver eyes. Soon, his cheeks were reflecting the firelight from the torches on the walls.

Sitting up a little straighter, y/n put a hand on his arm and rubbed it gently. “Shh… breathe.” He was scaring her. “Breathe.”

He took a deep breath, but it only seemed to make matters worse. Y/n had never seen him like this before. “What’s wrong?”

“Idon’twanttobelikehimandI’mturningintohimandI—” he sobbed uncontrollably.

She slipped her free hand into his. “Slow down. Take a deep breath.” Her eyes were starting to water a bit.

“I-I’m t-t-turning in-to my fath-ther.”

“Sweetheart.” She shook her head slightly.

“Yo-you-you…” He continued to hyperventilate. “you said I wa-as b-b-eing qui-et and di-stan-t. Ever s-ince I-I’ve be-en Head of th-the Man-or, I ju-jus-t—” His breaths quickened again.

Y/n wrapped her arms around him tightly. “Draco…” She rubbed his back in different patterns.

He laid his head on her shoulder, still breathing harshly. “I do-on’t want to-o b-be like h-h-him. He’s c-cold. He-e’s dist-ant. And, now I-I am.”

“No you’re not.”

“Yes I am.”

“If you were, you would have pushed me away by now.” She sighed.

He finally could complete full words. “I didn’t because I love you, and you make me feel better.”

“Then why didn’t you come get me?”

“Because I didn’t want to wake you up.”

She let go of him and looked into those silver eyes of his. She gazed at him for a moment, unsure of what to say.

“I know you don’t sleep well on Sunday nights, and I didn’t want to wake you up and make you even more tired in the morning.”

She stroked his cheek with her thumb. “You’re nothing like your father.” Her voice was breaking a bit.

“Yes I—”

“No you’re not!” She sniffled. “If you were, you wouldn’t be awake right now. You wouldn’t be overthinking everything that came to your mind. You wouldn’t care about anything.”

“But I don’t!”

“Draco…” A tear rolled down her cheek. “But you do. You care so much. You didn’t even wake me up because you were afraid I’d be mad at you for making me more tired.” She sniffled again. “You know I’m always tired.” she giggled, still crying a bit.

He did the same. “Yeah.”

“What brought on all this?”

“Well,” he began, “I had a dream the other night that I became Head of the Manor, and you broke up with me because I was turning into my father. I didn’t want to talk about it, because I didn’t know how to explain it, but it’s all I could think about. So, I just stayed quiet, and then you said I was being distant, and I thought everything was really happening.” He looked into her y/e/c eyes. “I just didn’t want to lose you.”

Y/n stayed silent.

“I love you.” he said, just before placing his lips on hers. He pulled her closer with each movement. His cheeks were sticky from the tears that had not yet dried.

“You need sleep.” y/n whispered after pulling away slightly.

“I don’t know if I can.”

She slowly moved out of Draco’s grip and stood up. “Come on.” She reached for his hand and waited for him to get up.

They walked up the stairs and into y/n’s room. Y/n went to her dresser and pulled out one of Draco’s sweatshirts along with an oversized pair of pink fleece pajama pants. “Here.” she smiled, handing it to him. “I’m pretty sure sleeping in your uniform would be uncomfortable.”

Draco didn’t mind changing in front of her. All the other girls were asleep, so they wouldn’t know. He really didn’t want to leave her room anyway. “I like these pants.” he joked quietly.

“That’s the only pair I could find.”

He slid into her bed. “They’re really comfy.”

Y/n giggled. “They are.” She neatly folded his clothes and set them on her desk, getting into bed just after.

Draco held her close. “Sorry for keeping you up all night.”

She rubbed the back of his shoulder. “Don’t be.”

“If I ever start to act like my father, will you let me know?”

“If that ever happens, I will.” She nuzzled her head against his chest. “But, I highly doubt that you’ll ever have to worry about that.”

I think this is the sweetest thing. Between me and Draco. Hahahah! 😍👍🏻

You better Marry her One Day (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Prompt/Request: ‘’Hi!! I really liked my last imagine that you wrote for me. Do you think you could write another Draco Malfoy imagine, where the reader meets his parents and she later overhears his mother telling Draco that he better marry the reader one day? Thanks!’’ -  abbeyshadowhunter

Word Count: 1,181. Warning(s): Fluff, I guess? Note: Thank you for the amazing request, I liked it to write. :) Hope you like it too! xx

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The nerves were killing you as you stood in front of the Malfoy Manor, a very big manor, almost like a castle with its own, little kingdom. Even though everything looked very clean and neat, it still had a very dark look. Yes, even when you were sorted in Slytherin and a pureblood, you still disliked dark colours. But following Draco his advice, you wore some black jeans, a dark blue shirt and a black leather jacket. To finish of your outfit, you wore black shoes, hoping the family wouldn’t hate it.

God, everything mattered if you thought about it. You were so concentrated on your appearance and manners you didn’t even realize someone opened the door already you had not even knocked on.

‘Good day darling, I’m assuming you’re Y/N?’ a woman with dark hair and dark clothes greeted you. In her hair were some grey locks and immediately you liked it the way she slowly accepted growing old. Well, that’s what you thought, maybe that was not the reason behind the grey locks after all.

You nodded and shook her hand, which reached out to you already. ‘Yes, Y/N Y/L/N. And you’re Draco’s mother?’ you questioned, not trying to sound rude at all as she led you in.

Inside it was dark too, as you expected, but it was very beautiful and all the stuff looked very expensive. Even when you’d touch the walls, you felt like it would break down right down to your feet. This was a whole other universe than your own, ordinary home. You shook your head and let your thoughts drift away.

‘Yes, yes I am. Narcissa Malfoy,’ she smiled before letting your hand finally go. The door behind you was now closed and you started to follow Narcissa to another door inside. Narcissa opened the door, which seemed to be the door to the living room. On the couch was Draco, laying down, reading a book for school while on the chair on the other side of him, was another man. He looked a lot like Draco. The blonde hair, the same face expression and his whole appearance made you conclude he was his father.

‘Draco, Y/N is here,’ Narcissa announced, making Draco look up. He shot up immediately and walked towards you with open arms.

‘Hey babe,’ he whispered when he was close to you, pressing a small kiss on your lips, before letting go of you and wrapping his arm around your waist. And there you stood, like Draco was presenting you to his parents, despite your little meeting with his mother.

He took a short breathe, looking at his father, who had not a single emotion on his face nor in his eyes.

‘Hi, I’m Y/N,’ you shortly introduced yourself, waving a little before a small laugh left your mouth. Narcissa was already smiling, but Draco’s father stayed silent.

‘Father?’ Draco said kind of unsure about his words, also nervous because his father hasn’t said a single thing but sending you glares. Well, you thought it were glares.

‘Lucius Malfoy,’ was the only thing he said. The corners of his mouth went a bit upward and you questioned yourself if this was supposed to represent a smile.

But to prevent any other awkward situations, you just said: ‘Nice to meet you, sir.’ And you showed your most beautiful smile, feeling Draco chuckle. His grip around your waist stiffened a bit, so you smiled even more, but not towards Lucius anymore, but Draco.

Your eyes met, feeling the spark inside lighten up again. He nodded, gesturing it was going okay. A wave of relief washed over you, before Narcissa and Lucius started to walk to another room. Draco hold on tightly when he walked with you, entering the big room which seemed to be the dining room.

‘Dinner’s almost ready,’ Draco’s mother said as she smiled, walking to the kitchen to check the food one last time.

‘Good,’ you answered, turning towards Draco and his father, ‘mind if I use the bathroom real quick and wash my hands?’ You showed a grin and frowned a bit. Draco nodded, ignoring his father as he told you were to find it. A quick thank you rolled over your lips and before you knew it, you were already inside.

‘Come on Y/N, you can do this,’ you whispered to you reflection, trying to encourage yourself, ‘it’s all going well right now. Kill it out there.’

You took a deep breathe, fixing your hair and make-up again, washing your hands before exiting the bathroom. That’s when you realized you got lost in the house. It was a bloody maze in your eyes.

Voices were heard, so you assumed it were Draco and his parents and as you were approaching the voices behind the door, you saw it was a direct door to the kitchen and not via the dining room.

The voices belonged to Narcissa and Draco.

‘What a beautiful girl Draco, reminds me of the younger me,’ you heard Narcissa say, making you smile and your heartbeat quicken.

‘She’s the prettiest and sweetest woman alive,’ Draco told his mother, love lacing in his words.

Narcissa laughed and laid her hands on the shoulders of her son. ‘Your father will love her too, darling. She makes you so happy, I’ve never seen you so happy.’

Draco just nodded, hearing things he already knew. You were indeed one of his only lights that brought him happiness and made him turn into a good person. Well, let’s just say you made him have a good side too.

‘You better marry her one day,’ Narcissa smiled while stroking the arms of her only son. Draco laughed and grabbed his mother’s hands.

‘Don’t worry mother, I will,’ he assured her, making her nod.

On the other side of the door, you were almost fainting. A hand clasped in front of your mouth, you silently left the door, finding the other way around immediately as the smile on your face wouldn’t fade away.

When you were in the dining room again, everyone was finally there, Draco sitting on a chair next to an empty chair. The whole table was filled with so much food, you almost lost count of the different meals.

Once you sat down, Lucius lit the candles with his wand and filled all the four glasses with some wine.

‘A toast for Draco and Y/N,’ Narcissa said, raising her glass as you followed her actions. Draco did the same and then everyone looked at Lucius, who still hadn’t raise his glass.

But after a few seconds, his mouth went open, his eyes showing some sympathy as he looked at his loving son.

‘To the beautiful, kind Y/N and my only, dear son Draco,’ he said, finally showing some of his opinion on your relationship.

You smiled, mumbling a ‘cheers’ but you were at cloud nine at the moment, so happy with this meeting.

Soon enough, Draco’s hand found yours, him squeezing your hand a little as you were smiling like a dork, happier than ever before.

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