𝙀𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡 - Harry Potter Applyfic

05

Esme scoff, her quill landing on the ground as she pushed her chair back and stood. "I shouldn't have to serve this detention, it's his fault!" She pointed at the Gryffindor red head, Ron.

"Oh please, you're the one who laughed like a pig, couldn't help but laugh with you," Ron frowned. "So we're stuck here together,"

"Go eat a slug," Esme landed back in her chair, frowning as she laid her head on her arm as a pillow.

"Go kiss a snake," Ron was aware of the war he was creating, but he liked yelling with Esme, he enjoyed the time with her.

"Marry a trantula," Esme stuck her tongue out, picking up her quill.

Snape walked in. The two went quiet, exchanging glances and glares.

"During detention, you two are to remake this potion," He flicked his wand, the books on their desks opening to the Armorentia page. "Since you ruined your own potions during class,"

"What?! This sucks," Ron groaned, sticking his tongue out at Esme once more.

Demi listened to Ginny only halfway, nodding along dumbly. Watching how she talked, watching as her hand darted out to brush her firey hair behind her ear, the small gentle, calloused hands, oh how she wished to hold those hands.

"Really? You will? Demi, you're the best!" Ginny smiled, happily.

Whar has Demi agreed to?

"Yeah, of course, why wouldn't I..."

"I was so worried I'd have to go alone, thank you-" Ginny hugged onto Demi tightly, hugging her. "Um- I'll be by the Slytherin dorms around seven, be ready, okay?"

"Ready for?" Demi laughed.

"The Quidditch teams party, did you already forget?"

"Nah, you just confused me," Demi grinned, "See you then," She hesitated before ruffling Ginnys hair waving and walking off.

Luna picked up another one of the white flowers, braiding it into Alvaras hair. "There, beautiful as always," She moved her hands from Alvaras hair, sliding her hands around her shoulders in a behind hug.

Alvaras heart pounded against her chest, turning slightly to look at Lunas head resting on her shoulder. "You're goregous, Luna,"

She smiled, softly and sincerly, pressing her forehead to Alvaras. "Thank you,"

Atticus shook his head, "Stupid Kieran, this won't work-" why would Draco hide a soulmate mark anyways?

But Kieran was curious, promising him a gaellon. So Atticus thought and thought...and then.

During Charms class, he waited until everyone had their wands out, pointing at Draco. "Explieramus," The Malfoy boys wand went flying towards the back of the class, laughter from his fellow classmates. He sighed, going to retrive it.

Atticus picked the wand up, twirling it between his fingers. "Hand it here, Roiser,"

"Make me, Malfoy," He smirked softly, grinning, eyes trying to see if there was anything on his collarbone, but of course the button up hid it.

Draco stepped forward, grabbing Atticus by the collar and pushing him against the wall. Atticus  wasn't that much smaller than Draco, but apparently Draco was very strong lifting him up slightly as he pinned the boy to the wall.

Perfect, Atticus grinned, hair falling in front of his face as he looked down at Draco. 'They were right,' he thought, they could only barely make out the words on Dracos collarbone, but the handwriting was too familar, for it was his own.

His face paled, dropping Dracos wand, but Draco didn't drop him, only holding Atticus further against the wall as he leaned in with a deathly glare. "Don't make an enemy of me, Rosier, you're smarter then that," He looked up from the words on Dracos collarbone, locking eyes with him, so close he could smell the unique cologne of Dracos, spearment and eucelyptus.

Surely it was only a coencidence that Atticus smelled that same scent when he made his Aromentia potion, right? 

"Boys! Dettention, both of you!" Flicks shrill scream broke the boys apart, Atticus leaning against the wall.

"I may be a pureblood, but at least Im not a pure ass," He whispered the words, Draco freeazing for half a second, before scoffing.

"What are you talking about, Rosier?"

Draco Malfoy was alot of things. One day he would be calm and laughing with Atticus, the next he was ready to curse them.

But nothing could change the words on Dracos collar.

Nothing could change his soulmate.

𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 !

Draco and Atticus really be like- homoeroticlally fighting

maybe their kiss next time idk