if someone can think of a better title please tell me because i'm too lazy to think of a better one —

veela!louis x slytherin!reader

Louis and Y/n will be in their sixth year, with issie in seventh and millie in third. i know this is inaccurate due to their age gaps but this was the easiest to work with, and i also wanted all four of them in hogwarts at the same time —

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Y/n laid with her head down as the Great Hall bustled with the morning activities, however the Slytherin was one of the many students that is not a morning person.

Lifting her head at the movement to her right, her best friend, Zoe, dropped into the seat next to her. Without talking, Zoe buttered a piece of bread for the girl and shoved it in front of her plate. Y/n gave her a look to which Zoe rolled her eyes. "Come on. We've got practice later and you gotta get some energy."

Y/n grumbled a few curses before taking the bread and watched as Zoe's eyes drifted to the Gryffindor table, a knowing grin coming to her face as Y/n realized she was looking at her girlfriend, again.

And while Y/n definitely supported their relationship, she couldn't help but be a tiny bit annoyed by it because she found Zoe becoming a lot more distracted. And guess who had to help her catch up in her classes? Y/n.

Snapping her fingers in front of Zoe's face, she drifted back to reality and turned to Y/n, flushing in embarrassment as she rolled her eyes and nudged Zoe's shoulder playfully.

Looking back at her food, Y/n started eating when suddenly Zoe seemed to have a lightbulb go off in her head. "Oh, I need you to help me revise for the potions test." She asked. When Y/n was about to decline, Zoe begged again with pleading eyes, which Y/n could not resist.

Y/n groaned before nodding glumly, Zoe thanking her profusely as she just waved them off, getting used to it by now.

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Y/N'S POV

As Zoe and I entered the library, we found a table in the furthest corner and watched as a group of seventh year Ravenclaws entered as well, including the Head Girl.

Zoe and I both seemed to be captivated by her for a moment before we both shook our heads quickly, trying to get back to our revising.

Bloody Veelas.

Or, half-Veelas for the Partridge's case.

After the Ravenclaws all seemed to be either reading or trying to complete an essay last minute, another two people entered the library, their yellow robes standing out in the sea of blue.

The other two Partridge siblings made their way to their own table, Zoe followed their movements whereas I seemed to be mostly unbothered as now three of the most attractive people in the school were now all in on area.

Zoe sighed running a hand through her hair and crossing her arms over her chest. "It's not fair." She stated.

I looked up at her briefly from my notes, giving her a look that told her to either elaborate or to shut it.

She rolled her eyes as if it was obvious to what she was talking about, nodding her head to the two different place in the room. "How do some people get so lucky in the gene pool?"

"Well, I assume the Veela genes have something to do with it, no?"

"Salazar, are you really unaffected?" Zoe questioned at my uninterested response.

Mentally sighing as I realized we wouldn't get any revision done if I didn't answer her questions. "You saw the was I was staring at Partridge — er, Issie, no?" I pointed out to which Zoe nodded.

"But still, you seem to be the only person in our year to not freak out whenever Louis enters a class." Zoe tried again. I shrugged, glancing at the male Partridge once more to find his eyes already on our table making me look away quickly as Zoe raise an eyebrow at the interaction. "Was he looking at y — "

"Of course not. Merlin's beard, why would he be looking at me." I dismissed the thought quickly, turning back to the notes, pretending that I didn't feel the heavy stare coming from the other side of the library.

———

The first time Louis went out of his way to interact with me was strange.

We had been in charms when he suddenly came up to Zoe and I and asked to switch seats with her, saying that Flitwick had told us to find a new partner.

We had been suspicious of him at first, before we noticed that everyone else had started to move, to which Zoe reluctantly agreed, even though she clearly saw my silent protests, she did nothing but throw my a subtle wink as she walked away to sit next to a Hufflepuff boy in our year.

But, I couldn't say that it wasn't a fun class.

Louis had joked around and talked with me for the majority of the period, before Flitwick scolded us and took away five house points each.

The next few times he approached me, it was always lighthearted and pure intentions, never to personal or digging to deep.

As learned from earlier, um, mistakes, I've learned to be cautious around new people, and sometimes caused me to distance myself when I find that I'm trusting a person too easily.

So when Zoe told me that she'd heard from various sources on the Hogwarts gossip vine that Louis fancied someone in Slytherin, it became obvious to me aka some hardcore convincing from Zoe why he'd been spending so much time with me, I couldn't help but doubt myself.

What if he'd be like every other boy I've ever dated, what if he had me under his Veela powers and I didn't actual like him like I think I do, but it's all a big trick? Just another tool to play with my heart?

So that's how I came to the predicament that I was currently in. The one where my doubts and overthinking had led to me avoiding the poor lad.

Zoe, and the rest of my dorm mates to be honest, had taken to try and persuade me to give it a shot, but I was a stubborn one.

But alas, so was Louis.

But again, he never tried to push me. Louis always just tried to be in my presence, never brought up that I had been avoiding him, it was odd to be frank.

Part of me just wished that he'd snap already so that I could show myself that he is just like everyone else, that he wasn't as special as my heart told me he was.

———

After weeks of us running round in circles, I'd finally had enough.

Louis found me in one of the few instances I'd been alone, and somehow managed to match his stride to mine, making me stifle a groan but I also couldn't help the way my heart fluttered when our hands brushed against each others.

Seeing my hesitance, Louis looked down at me, stepping in front so that I couldn't walk past. "What's wrong?" He asked gently. I looked up into his eyes to see them trained on me.

"Nothing. I'm fine." I insisted, trying to side step around him but it was no use.

"Are you positive?" He said, tilting his head slightly.

I huffed and shook my head. "Honestly Partridge, I have somewhere I need to be."

He frowned at the use of his surname, "Partridge?" He asked quietly.

I refused to look at him as I finally maneuvered around him, fast walking down the corridor to put as much distance between him and I.

"Did I do something wrong?" He called as he followed my trail.

Salazar's sake, he did not know when to quit.

"Please." He begged gently. "I don't want to rush you, but please just tell me."

I turned around to finally face him, and I couldn't register the look on his face as I finally snapped. "It's nothing you did Louis. I just — This is my way to ensure that I won't get hurt in the long run. Because if I allow myself to like you then that means I'm opening up and that will only lead to consequences down the road. I'm just trying to protect myself from unnecessary heartache. Like how do I know I actually like you and it's not your Veela powers having an effect on me? I cant tell, can I? I don't know how to let you in Louis because how can I trust you when I can't even trust myself?" I ranted, slapping a hand over my mouth as I realized what I had said.

Louis watched me curiously, a small grin which would surely form a smirk at my revelations, but he made to move to comment on them.

Instead I swiftly turned around, having every intention to book it straight to my common room, fueled by pure embarrassment, but a hand grabbing the sleeve of my robe stopped me from going any further.

"You like me?" Was the first thing that he said, a grin playing at the corner of his lips.

"I don't know." I answered truthfully, looking away from his gaze.

He cleared his throat in an attempt to push down his emotions or to get me to look at him, I wasn't sure, but then he said, "If it helps, I've never purposefully used my Veela powers on you. I'm not even sure if they work on you." He confessed.

I furrowed my eyebrows, with confusion? staring up at the boy. "What does that mean?" I asked curiously.

"Well, when a Veela likes someone a lot, fancies them, or something ... more ... their powers stop having an affect on that person ... if and only if the feelings are reciprocated." Louis answered. As he said the last bit, his grin turned into a full fledged smirk and I flushed under his gaze.

"And I reckon," He continued, "If this does mean what I think it means, that's maybe, perhaps you'll let me take you to Hogsmeade during the next trip?" He asked cautiously, squinting his eyes as if he prepared for a physical impacted at my answer.

And reluctantly, I agreed.

Only because I had to get over this stupid mindset. Not because he might've charmed me or anything of the sort. And definitely not because I think I could learn to like him.

Totally and absolutely not.

———

Dinner that night was a bit odd to say the least.

First, apparently a third year had seen Louis and I conversing in the hallways and apparently we'd been standing far to close and of course the rumors spread like wildfire through the castle.

Plopping down into my seat, I saw Louis enter the great hall and I also noticed the amount of whispers that had increased when he entered the room.

But I had also noticed the amount of glares I had received that night.

Zoe tried to convince me that it was because I'd "stolen the golden boy" but that's ridiculous. We're not even together!

I guess I should've expected the reaction I'd receive from his fangirls before I accepted the date, but it was too late now.

He looked around before he spotted me and I assumed he would just go to his table, but oh how wrong i was.

Instead, he crossed the hall with all eyes on him, and found himself sitting across from me at the Slytherin table.

Zoe and I shared an equally confused look as we watched the Hufflepuff start to put food on his plate as if the whole school wasn't watching. "What the bloody hell are you doing?" I hissed in a hushed tone, trying not to draw more attention than he'd already done.

"There's going to talk anyway. Might as well give them something to talk about." Was the only answer he gave me.

I reached with my foot to kick his leg beneath the table, but my cheeks reddened as he simply curled our feet together under the table, but Louis acted as if he hadn't done anything.

We sat like that for the rest of breakfast.

———

The Hogsmeade trip had come incredibly fast, making my nerves spiral into disaster as Zoe tried to reassure me that everything would be fine.

As we waited together by the carriages, Zoe had to leave me alone as her girlfriend arrived and they headed down together.

Merlin, if that tosser had be waiting any longer my fingers were going to freeze off —

As if someone was reading my thoughts, a hand linked with mine as a sudden warmth touched my freezing hands, a smiling Louis coming to my side.

He frowned when he realized the temperature my hands were at and gave me a skeptical look. "And who told you not to wear a coat?" He teased as he slipped off his own, trying to put it on my shoulders.

"But you'll freeze." I protested.

Louis shook his head and held out his jacket, waiting for me to take it before I gave in, grabbing he layered coat and instantly sighed with relief at the warmth that surrounded me.

I opened my eyes to see Louis with an admiring look on his face. "Don't look at me like that." I instructed, making Louis turn his face away from mine and stared at the carriages.

He cleared his throat before continuing, "Shall we get going?"

I nodded and climbed into the next carriage that came, Louis taking the spot next to me as we talk about school and quidditch, mostly house rivalry on who would win the quidditch cup.

After arriving in the small village, Louis links out hands together once more, to which I don't protest, and he swings our conjoined hands as we walk. "Anywhere in particular you want to go?" He asks as we enter the bustling heart of the road, of which students and adults alike are moving from shop to shop.

I look around and spot the Quidditch store, tugging Louis' hand along before he has a chance to respond. "I've been needing some new gloves." I explain as we enter the shop, my eye heading straight for the keeper section.

"I'm just glad you didn't drag us into the tea shop." Louis laughs to himself as I scrunch up my face.

"You really expect that low of me Louis?" I say, swatting his shoulder with my other hand, since he still hadn't let go of the one he was holding.

"O — Of course not." He stutters, not realizing my teasing tone, but one look at my face and he exhales thankfully as I turn back to the rack of gloves.

Examining a pair, I finally take my hand out of his and run my fingers of the textured fabric. The dragon scaled gloves are a nice pair, they would certainly last the rest of the school year and probably well into next year.

I look up and see Louis staring down at me expectantly. "Are those the ones?" He asks, to which I nod.

Moving to the line to pay, Louis swiftly takes the gloves from my hands. "Louis I can pay for them myself." I say as I reach for them again, but he just holds them above his head, making me stop my attempts at getting them out of his grasp because I couldn't reach them if I tried.

"Let me pay for them. It's the gentlemanly thing to do."

I roll my eyes at his response. "Lou, it's the 21st century, I'm perfectly capable of paying for my own equipment."

"I know." He answers, shaking his head as we get to the cashier, Louis quickly paying for the gloves and then handing them to me.

"Now I feel bad." I say, looking between the gloves and Louis.

He laughed a little at my attitude, but nonetheless he stated, "Being able to go on a date with you is payment enough."