Slytherin Boys Imagines

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍

                            *dating* *requested*
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scene context: you two were arguing and it was becoming very frustrating and they use your past against you

Draco Malfoy:

⛤ "all i'm asking is for you to tell me where you go sometimes, and to not leave me in the dark!" you yell at him, and he groans

⛤ "god, you're so fucking clingy. no wonder your ex cheated on you." 

⛤ a silence falls between the two of you, and tears well in your eyes as you see instant guilt and regret flash through him

⛤ he reaches his arm out for you but you walk backwards, shaking your head at him, "don't." 

⛤ "love, i'm so fucking sorry. i didn't mean to say that," he rambled, but you look away from him, walking towards the door as you mumbled, "well you did anyway." 

Mattheo Riddle:

⛤ "you need to stop pushing me away!" you say to him and he rolls his eyes at you, "god, y/n. i get that you were fucking unloved and you're insecure but needing space isn't pushing you away." 

⛤ tears immediately glazed over your vision, "i trusted you with that part of my life, and you're using it against me?"

⛤ he rapidly shook his head, "no no, darling. i shouldn't have said that, and i'm so sorry." 

⛤ scoffing, you hastily move out of a close radius of him, and look at him with teary eyes

⛤ "don't fucking come after me, riddle." you snap at him, before walking out of his room

Tom Riddle:

⛤ "you need to trust me sometimes, tom! i'm not dressing up for anybody, or flirting with anybody else." you reassure, though your voice was louder than you would've liked it to be

⛤ "the way you fucking dress doesn't show me that, and it's no wonder your ex couldn't help nor control himself if you're walking around like that." 

⛤his words were like a stab to your heart. not only had you trusted him with your history, but you'd also allowed yourself to be vulnerable with him in a way that you've never been before

⛤ "fuck you, riddle." you snap at him, walking towards the door. "i never intended to hurt you." you heard him say, and you pivoted on your feet

⛤ "didn't you though? bringing up something that had taken me months to recover from," and with that, you stormed out of the room

Theodore Nott:

⛤ "all i'm fucking asking of you is to stop drinking so much! it's worrying me and it's dangerous for you." you say, taking a step back from theo, who was apparently tipsy

⛤ "stop trying to pretend that you're concerned. you just think i'm going to hurt you when i'm drunk the way your father did." 

⛤ the whole world stilled around you, and the sting of his words cut sharp into you, "you're an asshole, you know that? i open up to you about something no one else knows about, and you're using that against me." 

⛤ as though your words seemed to sober him up, he immediately apologised, "i shouldn't have brought that up, amore. i'm so fucking sorry." 

⛤ "save it for someone who gives a shit," you snap at him, before walking out of the dorm

Lorenzo Berkshire:

⛤ "please, enzo. i just want us to spend more time together, and for you to stop flirting with other girls and spending so much time with them," you said, your voice soft as you spoke

⛤ "give me a break, y/n. just because i'm talking to other girls doesn't mean i'm going to abandon you, alright? stop projecting that insecurity of yours onto me." 

⛤ rage and betrayal surged through you, and all of your previous pleading and disappointment had dissipated into something much worse

⛤ "you want me to give you a break? gladly. i don't want to be with someone who thinks it's okay to use my past and my 'insecurities' against me." you snapped

⛤ "fuck, y/n. i didn't mean it." he begged, moving towards you, but you pushed him off, "i don't want to hear it." 

Blaise Zabini:

⛤ "all i'm asking is for you to be there for me, with me." you plead. "anxiety isn't such a hard thing to get through, you can deal with it on your own. stop begging for my attention." he groaned

⛤ you suddenly took a hasty step backwards, your hands trembling though you hid it behind your back

⛤ "is that what you think i'm doing? 'begging for your attention', blaise?" you ask, scoffing

⛤ "no, ma. forgive me," he sighed softly, "i shouldn't have said that."

⛤ "you're right, you shouldn't have. but you did anyway," you say, sparing him a short glance before walking out

Pansy Parkinson:

⛤ "why can't you just fucking trust me?" she groans at you. "i'm trying, pans. i swear, but it's hard for me. you have to understand," you say, taking a step towards her

⛤ "for merlin's sake, y/n. just because your ex cheated on you and left you doesn't mean that i'm going to do the same," she rolled her eyes, and your eyes widened in shock, moving away from her

⛤ "are you serious? you can't even understand how hard i'm trying to move past it, and to trust you, and you're going to tell me that it's because i think you're like my ex?"

⛤ she bit her lower lip nervously, "no, y/n. i'm sorry, i didn't mean to say that, and i know you're trying."

⛤ "i don't think you do know." you say, hurt lacing your tone as you walked out

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QUESTION: which of the Slytherins would be the most careless about their words in an argument?

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y'all, i don't think i'll make a part 2 with a 'good' ending because personally, i would NOT be going back to them if they ever did this :/

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love,
M <3