𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁

865 15 7
                                    

                           *best friends but crushing*
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Draco Malfoy:

"good luck, draco," you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek

visibly grows red, though he smirks

"you're my good luck charm now, darling."

plays the best match he's ever played 

after the match, ignores all the girls and runs to you

"i need my 'well done' kiss now." he says, and you laugh, giving him a proper kiss

Mattheo Riddle:

"try not to fall off your broom, matt." you laugh. 

"i need a kiss for that." he winks at you, and you roll your eyes, giving him a kiss on the cheek

scores the most points that match and is constantly looking at you to see if you're watching

you wait for him in the changing rooms at the end

runs in and hugs you, picking you up and spinning you around

"now it's my turn to give you a kiss," he smirks and pulls you into a kiss, pressing you roughly against the lockers

Tom Riddle:

"good luck out there, tom," you tell him, before hesitantly pushing yourself onto your toes and giving him a kiss on the cheek

his body stiffens, unsure of what to respond to that

"thank you." his voice is low, and then he walks off

seems to be distracted but still plays the best match he's ever played

finds you immediately after the game is over

before you can even say a word, he kisses you, cupping your face with both hands

Theodore Nott:

"for the love of merlin, don't get hurt, theo." you urge. 

"no promises, amore mio." he smirks, and you shake your head, laughing before pressing a kiss to his cheek

his eyes widen, and his smirk grows

you can tell he's trying to impress you during the game

"amore!" he calls for you, and you run into his arms, hugging him tight

"time for my reward," he winks and you grin as he kisses you softly

Lorenzo Berkshire:

"don't fucking die on me, enzo." you declare, pressing your index finger into his chest

he grins, "thanks for that, love." rolling your eyes, you kiss him on the cheek before running off

keeps his eyes on you for the majority of the match

waves off every other girl that approaches him so he can find you

"you did amazing, enz!" you praise, and he smirks, "what are you going to give me for that?" 

"this," you whisper before pressing your lips to his, your fingers tangling in his hair. 

Blaise Zabini:

"play well for me, blaise." you state, before kissing him on the cheek

"ma, i'll do anything for you if you keep doing that."

plays very aggressively, as though he wants the game to end (they still win)

SPRINTS to you as soon as the match is declared over

you start to say something but he cuts you off, "my prize first."

wrapping your arms around his neck, you kiss him, his arms immediately going to wrap around your lower stomach

Pansy Parkinson:

"if you win this, i'll give you whatever you want, pans." you promise, and she smirks.

"anything?" "anything." you press a kiss to her cheek, winking at her before running off

the fastest game that slytherin has ever played (and won)

you wait in the changing rooms for her, knowing she's going to come find you immediately

"kiss me." she declares as soon as she walks in and sees you

"as you wish," you pull her in, pressing your lips to hers in a proper kiss

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QUESTION: which of the Slytherins would be the best quidditch player?

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M <3

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