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Imagine Draco Malfoy Finding Out You Like Him

Draco: You? A Filthy half blood, like me? 

Y/N: Sighing “I’m a pureblood Draco you know this... And honestly I also don't know what I see in you.”

Draco: Hurriedly “No you can’t take it back now.” 

Draco turns around and starts shouting: “Y/N fancies me. She's asking me to go with her to Hogsmeade.”

Y/N: Facepalms “You know if you wanted to return my feelings and let other people know I'm taken, you can just say you like me too.”

Draco: But I have a reputation to uphold...

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These are in a timeline! I heavily recommend reading them in order. From The Hobbit to LOTR (Harry Potter stuff is probs going to be below my Tolkien stuff!

The Hobbit

Imagine Y/N being there when Thorin cuts off Azog’s hand in battle.

Incorrect quotes #3

Imagine Y/N being sent from the dungeons with Thorin to talk to Thranduil

Imagine Bard showing Y/N the black arrow.

Imagine hiding in the throne room when Legolas and Thranduil interrogate the orc.

Imagine breaking the dwarves out of the dungeons of the woodland realm.

Imagine Y/N being there when Tauriel saves Kili. (Not cannon to the Pethryn au)

LOTR

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Imagine arriving in Rivendell with the fellowship.

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell with Legolas.

Imagine Y/N sassing Boromir at the council of Rivendell (Incorrect quotes #1

Imagine Legolas and Aragorn teasing you at the council of Rivendell (Incorrect quotes #2)

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell while everyone is arguing.

Imagine leaving Rivendell with the Company of the ring

Imagine Y/N giving the answer to the riddle at the doors of Moria.

Imagine Y/N being there when Gandalf gets captured by the Balrog in the mines of Moria

Imagine entering the woods of Lothlórien with the Company of the Ring.

Harry Potter (Golden Era)

Draco

Imagine Showing up in Third year of the Golden Trio Era (set up for later imagines)

Imagine showing up at the Dursley's house to pick up Harry(Pethryn au)

Imagine Being on the train with the golden trio and Remus Lupin. (Pethryn au)

Imagine Draco secretly wanting Y/N

Marauder Era

Sirius

Imagine comforting Sirius (X reader drabble)

James

Real or not real? (series James Potter X reader)

F1

Max Verstappen

I'm always funny, you're just not smart enough to keep up. (teaser)

Task Force 141

Ghost, Johnny and Kyle

Just a little turned around

Imagine Showing up in Third year of the Golden Trio Era (set up for later imagines)

Y/N: I guess now they’re old enough for me to blend in yes?

Dumbledore: I suppose so. But remember, time is a finnicky thing, lest you alter the-

Y/N: *glares pointedly* Do not talk to me of time, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I have been through fire and darkness, age beyond age, sent by who knows what for who knows why. You are not the first wizard I have met. Nor the wisest. 

Dumbledore: *hesitates* I apologise, your situation is still strange and I forget you are beyond the age of which you look.

Y/N: *mutters* Raising a boy for slaughter, you imbecile. If Molly Weasley knew.. Seven hells would be upon you.

Dumbledore: I am aware.

Y/N: I will see you at the beginning of year feast Albus.

Y/N walks out of his office

Y/N: *mutters* This time everyone lives. I swear upon it.

Imagine Showing Up On The Door Step Of The Dursley’s To Pickup Harry

Y/N: *mutters* Ah here we are, 4 Privet Drive I think.

Knocks on door and Vernon opens.

Vernon: Who are you?-

Y/N: No time for questions my dear man where is Harry?

Y/N pushes past Vernon and into the living room.

Vernon: Harry? Are you one of his wizard magic friends, your kind aren't welcome here-

Y/N: Oh shut it you blithering fool.

Marge: What are you smirking at boy?

Harry: Nothing.

Y/N: *grins* Hmm, maybe I’ll let this one play out.

Marge: Where are you Vernon?

Vernon: Here! *whispers quickly* If you do anything unseemly I will be calling the police.

Y/N: Don’t worry, we’ll be off in a jiffy! 

Vernon: *to Marge* St Brutus’s, it’s a fine institution for hopeless cases.

Marge: Do they use a cane at St Brutus boy?

Harry: Oh yes

Marge: Good. *to Vernon* You mustn't blame yourself for how this one turned out Vernon. It’s all to do with bad blood. Wasn’t his dad a drunk?

Harry: That's a lie!

Marge’s Wine glass bursts

Y/N: *spits out* No more than you Marjorie Eileen Dursley.

All turn to Y/N

Vernon: *hurriedly* Ah, a friend of Harry! From St Brutus.

Marge: *frowns* Isn’t St Brutus for boys?

Harry: *whispers* Who are you?

Y/N: All in due time my boy *winks*

Y/N: *turns to Marge* Better watch your mouth wench.

Marge: Silence child. *to Harry* Clean it up. Anyways, its got nothing to do with the father, if there’s something wrong with the bitch, there’s something wrong with the pup.

Harry: Shut up! You don’t know anything!

Y/N: *smirks, leans back and watches* I told you to watch your words Marge.

Marge: Right, let me tell you 

Marge begins to swell up.

Y/N: *chuckles quietly* Alright well, it’s been lovely to see you Dursley's but we must be off, Harry, pack your things we are leaving.

Harry: Who are you? And where to?

Y/N: *smiles* Home.

Y/N walks upstairs.

Harry: *follows* You still haven't told me who you are...