Slytherin Boys Imagines

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗍.2

                *lovers to exes* *requested*
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scene context: you walked out of their dorm, and you were on your way to your room when they stopped you in the middle of the hallway

Draco Malfoy:

⛤ "y/n please," he begged, but you pulled out of his grip, "don't touch me."

⛤ you saw the regret hazing his vision, but you couldn't find it in yourself to feel bad for him, "don't even try and justify what you said to me, you hear me? there's no going back." 

⛤ a single tear dropped from his eyes, "i know i can't take it back, but you have to believe me, i'm so sorry. i shouldn't have said that, under no circumstances." 

⛤ you shake your head, scoffing, "i'm glad you realise your mistake but it's too late. we're over, draco." you turn and walk away, tears beginning to stream down your cheeks

Mattheo Riddle:

⛤ "darling, wait," he placed his hand on your shoulder and you hastily turned around, "lay another hand on me and i swear you'll regret it." 

⛤ he pocketed his hands, never moving his gaze away from you, "i'm sorry. i'm so so sorry and i know that no amount of 'sorry's can make it up to you but you have to believe me. i truly am."

⛤ "as sorry as you are, it doesn't take back what you said to me, mattheo." you said. "i know. i know. but please give me a second chance. i need you, y/n." he begged. 

⛤ you dropped your head, fixing your gaze to the floor, "you should've thought of that before you ran your mouth off. goodbye, mattheo."

Tom Riddle:

⛤ "angel-" he called, and you rolled your eyes, turning to him, "don't you dare. don't you dare act as if everything is okay."

⛤ he sighed, "i know everything's not okay. let me make it up to you." you scoffed in disbelief, "are you serious? you practically called me a slut, and told me it was my fault that my ex did what he did, and you want to 'make it up to me'?"

⛤he kept quiet and you chuckled dryly, "you're fucking unbelievable, tom."

⛤ "it was a mistake, y/n." he stated, and you nodded, "so were we. i'm done trying with us. we're over. goodbye tom. and for merlin's sake, don't come after me." you snap, before walking away from him.

Theodore Nott:

⛤ "amore!" he called, grabbing your wrist. forcefully pushing him away, you snapped mockingly at him, "don't fucking touch me. you wouldn't want me to think that you're going to hurt me, now would you?"

⛤ he sighed in regret, "please. i'm so sorry. i shouldn't have said that, and i know. i'm an asshole, you're right. but let me try and fix this. i can't do this without you." 

⛤ "well you're going to have to figure out how to do this without me. 'cause i can't anymore, theo. i love you... i loved you. so fucking much. but i cannot put myself through the pain of being with you." 

⛤ you saw his eyes turn glossy, and you wiped away the tears that were falling down your cheeks, "bye, theo." 

Lorenzo Berkshire:

⛤ "i didn't mean it when i told you to give me a break. i said things and i shouldn't have and i'm sorry." he pleaded, running after you. halting your walking, you turned around to face him, "well i meant it when i said i didn't want to be with you." 

⛤ "y/n please. we can work this out. i truly feel so bad." he added, and you scoffed at him, smiling out of spite, "we aren't working anything out. i don't give a shit if you feel bad anymore, lorenzo. you fucked up, big time. and now you're going to face the consequences, it's simple as that."

⛤ he looked down, regret weighing him down, "i'll do anything you want. but don't leave me, please."

⛤ "what i want from you is for you to leave me alone. we're over, and that's that. bye, enzo." you say, your lips quivering as you walked away. 

Blaise Zabini:

⛤ "ma, please listen to me." he begged, and you turned to face him, taking a step back from him to avoid being too close, "i did listen to you earlier. remember? when you told me i was 'begging for your attention'?" 

⛤ he buried his face in his palms, groaning. "you don't get to be fucking frustrated, zabini," you snap at him.

⛤ "i'm not. y/n, i'm begging you. i'm so sorry, truly. i shouldn't have said what i said, and i should've been there for you whenever you needed me," he said, looking you dead in the eyes.

⛤ "yeah you should've. but i don't want you to be there anymore. i want you to go away. goodbye, blaise," you said, crying as you walked off. 

Pansy Parkinson:

⛤ "fuck, y/n. i'm so sorry. please," she pleaded, softly reaching for your wrist. you hastily pushed her away, watching guilt flash across her features.

⛤ "i hate to break this to you, pansy, but i could not care less anymore. i told you i was trying, and i was. i was trying so hard because i loved you," you paused, sighing, "now i can't find it in myself to even look at you."

⛤ "i know. i know i shouldn't have said that, and i didn't mean to hurt you, but-" you cut her off, scoffing, "but you did. there's no turning back for us now." 

⛤ "what does this mean for us, then?" she asked, tears falling down her cheeks. "it means that there is no 'us'. we're over." you say, pivoting on your heels. you turned your head back, "and i'm not sorry."  

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QUESTION: which of the Slytherins would genuinely beg to have you back? (as they should)

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this ending was the only way i was going to write a pt.2! i know it's not a good ending but i just would never forgive them for what they did x

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love,
M <3