Everyone in Slytherin knows one thing: Draco Malfoy has had a ridiculous crush on Y/N for months. His friends are tired of hearing about her. Theo makes fun of him constantly for the way he goes quiet whenever she walks into a room, and even Mattheo Riddle has listened to Draco ramble on about “that girl from Gryffindor” more times than he can count. The funny part? Mattheo never realized Draco was talking about his Y/N. Because Y/N isn’t just some random girl. She’s Mattheo’s best friend. The two are nearly inseparable around Hogwarts — late-night walks through the corridors, studying together in the library, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder at meals, laughing over private jokes nobody else understands. People constantly assume they’re dating, but neither of them ever corrects it. Mattheo likes her far too much to deny it, and Y/N has grown so used to him always being there that she doesn’t notice how protective he’s become. Meanwhile Draco only knows her from afar. A passing interaction once. A few exchanged glances. A smile she gave him in the hallway that completely ruined his ability to think straight for the rest of the day. So when Draco hears Y/N is going to Hogsmeade for the weekend, he decides this is finally his chance to talk to her properly. Not in a crowded hallway. Not through awkward staring from across the Great Hall. An actual conversation. He “accidentally” runs into her near the village square while a band is playing, pretending the meeting is coincidence when in reality he’d spent nearly twenty minutes fixing his hair beforehand. And somehow… it works. Y/N smiles at him easily, far kinder than Draco expected. The conversation flows better than he imagined, and for the first time he thinks maybe he actually has a chance with her. Until he hears a familiar voice behind him. “Been looking everywhere for you, sweetheart.” Draco turns — and nearly freezes. Mattheo walks toward them with an easy grin, completely relaxed, like he belongs
(i have a similar premise, but the rules are reversed on my other one. Go check it out)Everyone at Hogwarts thinks Draco Malfoy being best friends with a Hufflepuff is insane. Especially when that Hufflepuff is Y/N. What started as a random argument outside Potions somehow turned into an inseparable friendship full of sarcastic banter, stolen food, late-night studying, and Draco becoming embarrassingly attached to her. Y/N is one of the only people who treats him normally, and Draco would do almost anything for her. Which is exactly why Mattheo Riddle hates it. Because Mattheo has been in love with Y/N for years. The problem is that Draco always seems to be there first — walking her to class, making her laugh, standing too close, looking at her a little too softly for “just friends.” And Draco doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. Y/N stays completely oblivious, convinced Draco is simply overprotective and dramatic in a best-friend way. But during a snowy Hogsmeade trip, Mattheo finally reaches his limit after watching Draco gently fix Y/N’s scarf without even thinking about it. Because suddenly Mattheo realizes something terrifying: He’s not competing with another guy. He’s competing with the person Y/N trusts most in the world. Now jealousy grows, tension rises, and Y/N slowly begins realizing maybe her friendship with Draco has never been as simple as she thought.
Everyone else figured it out years ago. From the moment we stepped into Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy had already chosen me—though I never noticed. While I moved through the years untouched by it, he stayed exactly where he’d always been: quietly orbiting, quietly aching, never quite able to let it go. By sixth year, it’s not just a crush anymore—it’s something heavier. Lingering. Almost painful. He watches more than he speaks. Memorizes the little things without realizing it. Times his steps without meaning to, just to cross paths. There’s always this hesitation in him, like he wants to say something—anything—but the words never make it past his throat. And Draco Malfoy doesn’t hesitate. Not with anyone else. But with me, it’s different. The sharp edges dull. The arrogance slips. He softens in ways he doesn’t even understand, caught between wanting to be seen and being terrified of it at the same time. It’s all in the small things—glances that last too long, silences that feel too full, the way he almost reaches out and then stops himself. Years of it. Quiet, constant, unwavering. The kind of pining that doesn’t fade—it just settles deeper, rooting itself into everything he does, everything he doesn’t say. And somehow… I’ve never realized I’m the reason for any of it.
Draco Malfoy has never been in love before, so agreeing to fake date Y/N seems simple enough — one dinner, one favor, and hopefully enough to stop his mother from constantly asking about his nonexistent love life. The problem? Y/N is exactly the type of girl people fall in love with. And the more time Draco spends pretending she’s his, the more he starts wanting her for real. What begins as attraction slowly turns into obsession as Draco finds himself constantly thinking about her, craving her attention, and spiraling over feelings he doesn’t know how to handle. Because somewhere along the way, pretending stopped feeling fake at all.
Theodore Nott has been hopelessly in love with Y/N for longer than he knows how to admit. Not in a dramatic way. In a quiet, devastating way. The kind of love that lives in every glance, every soft touch, every moment spent memorizing her like she’s something precious. Theo loves her patiently, completely, and with a devotion so deep it follows him everywhere — even after she finally starts loving him back. Because for Theo, having her doesn’t stop the longing. If anything, it only makes him love her harder.
Everyone sees Cedric Diggory as kind, gentle, and impossible not to love.What nobody notices is how deeply he loves Y/N in return. Softly. Needily. Obsessively. Cedric slowly begins revolving his entire world around her — craving her attention, her touch, her reassurance like he can’t breathe properly without it. The more she loves him back, the worse it gets, until their relationship becomes something all-consuming hidden beneath sweet smiles and gentle affection.Because Cedric’s love isn’t dangerous in an obvious way.It’s dangerous because it feels safe enough to fall into completely.
Y/N has spent her entire life trapped within the rules of high society, where every future is carefully chosen long before it begins. But everything starts changing when the powerful Malfoy family arrives at court — especially Draco Malfoy, whose cold reputation hides far more than Y/N expected. Caught between Draco’s quiet understanding and the freedom she’s always found with Mattheo Riddle, the boy who has stood beside her for years, Y/N finds herself pulled into a slow-burning rivalry filled with jealousy, tension, and dangerous feelings neither boy can hide forever. In a world ruled by expectations, falling in love may be the one thing capable of ruining all of them.
Y/N has somehow become the center of a very dangerous problem. Because lately, every boy at Hogwarts seems interested in her — and unfortunately for them, Mattheo Riddle, Draco Malfoy, and Cedric Diggory are taking it personally. Mattheo hexes anyone who looks at her too long. Draco intimidates people out of speaking to her entirely. Cedric distracts her so sweetly she barely notices the other two scaring people off in the background. The arrangement is possessive, competitive, and completely ridiculous — especially because the boys are all secretly in love with her themselves. And while the alliance works surprisingly well, living in constant competition with each other starts becoming its own kind of problem. Because the more time they spend protecting Y/N together, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth: None of them are willing to lose her.
After her original girl group collapses from jealousy surrounding her rising fame, Y/N returns as the lead singer of a new band tied to Hogwarts University’s underground music scene. The problem? Everyone around her seems to be falling in love with her. As the band’s popularity explodes, Y/N becomes trapped in a messy web of attraction, friendship, jealousy, and unresolved feelings involving Draco Malfoy, Mattheo Riddle, Cedric Diggory, Lorenzo Berkshire, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter. And the more successful the band becomes, the harder it gets to tell the difference between love, obsession, and simply wanting to be seen.
What starts as something small—harmless glances, quiet conversations, the kind of closeness that comes from living side by side—slowly becomes something neither of them can ignore. Being part of the lair means becoming family. It means trust, loyalty, and lines that aren’t meant to be crossed. But somewhere along the way… those lines begin to blur. Leonardo keeps everything carefully controlled, burying what he feels beneath discipline and responsibility. He tells himself it doesn’t have to mean anything—that staying close to you like this is enough—even as every glance lingers a little too long, every moment alone grows harder to ignore. Raphael isn’t nearly as subtle. His emotions slip through in the tension of his voice, in the way he hovers just a little closer than necessary, in how quickly he pulls away like he’s said too much without speaking at all. He tries to push it down, to act like nothing’s changed… but something clearly has. And you? You don’t see it. Not really. To you, it’s just small things—things that don’t quite make sense. The way conversations suddenly fall quiet when you walk in. The way they both seem to notice you at the same time… then look away just as quickly. The way the air feels heavier, like something’s there—but just out of reach. It lingers in shared spaces. In late nights that feel different than they used to. In the subtle shift of something unspoken threading through every interaction. Because this isn’t obvious. It isn’t confessed. It isn’t something anyone is ready to say out loud. But it’s there. Growing. Quiet. Unavoidable. And while you move through it unaware, caught in a tension you can’t quite name… they both know the truth. And no matter how long they try to hide it— it won’t stay hidden forever.
(Based off Bruno Mars Risk it all) Lorenzo Berkshire has always been reckless, but loving Y/N makes him dangerous in a completely different way. Somewhere between late-night talks, stolen moments around Hogwarts, and always putting her first, Lorenzo realizes there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for her. The problem? Y/N is starting to realize it too. As feelings grow deeper and emotions become impossible to ignore, Lorenzo finds himself willing to risk everything — his reputation, his future, even his own heart — just for the chance to keep her close.