happy in the haze of a drunken hour
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prompt: Character A and Character B are coworkers and start "staying late" at the office.
the ol classic partner switcheroo ♥️ hope u guys enjoy
link: archiveofourown.org/works/61915033
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If the broom were a person, it’d already be dead by now with how tight her grip was.
#DramioneMonth
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If the broom were a person, it’d already be dead by now with how tight her grip was.
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Draco slathers on the broom polish thickly, as if he’s got a match the following day.
Seeing as they are stuck in this cramped room until further notice, he might as well get a bit of cleaning in.
#DramioneMonth
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Draco slathers on the broom polish thickly, as if he’s got a match the following day.
Seeing as they are stuck in this cramped room until further notice, he might as well get a bit of cleaning in.
// 8th year, established relationship
The suspicion started when Theo met her at the Heads' dorm with a note in hand.
"What's going on?" She asked, her voice just a touch threatening.
Theo put his hands up in a placating gesture. "I'm just a messenger, Granger."
// 8th year, established relationship
The suspicion started when Theo met her at the Heads' dorm with a note in hand.
"What's going on?" She asked, her voice just a touch threatening.
Theo put his hands up in a placating gesture. "I'm just a messenger, Granger."
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“A first edition Hogwarts: A History, really? Is it for me?”
Hermione tried to wipe the smile off her face, but just being in the presence of the book on their table made her giddy with excitement.
#DramioneMonth
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“A first edition Hogwarts: A History, really? Is it for me?”
Hermione tried to wipe the smile off her face, but just being in the presence of the book on their table made her giddy with excitement.
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And so she walked.
It wasn’t a particularly long walk from her apartment to Riverside Park, and yet Hermione found herself thinking deeply about Mr. NY152, and how much she wished it would be Malfoy.
Oh, god, how nice would it be if it were Malfoy.
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And so she walked.
It wasn’t a particularly long walk from her apartment to Riverside Park, and yet Hermione found herself thinking deeply about Mr. NY152, and how much she wished it would be Malfoy.
Oh, god, how nice would it be if it were Malfoy.
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There was something wrong with Hermione, Harry concluded.
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There was something wrong with Hermione, Harry concluded.
(ngl the dhr month drabbles are the only bits of writing i’ve been able to churn out for months. i’m gonna be in a different country for three months soon so maaaaaybe by then i can be more active but for now think of a whack-a-mole and i come out and a prompt whacks me back in)
(ngl the dhr month drabbles are the only bits of writing i’ve been able to churn out for months. i’m gonna be in a different country for three months soon so maaaaaybe by then i can be more active but for now think of a whack-a-mole and i come out and a prompt whacks me back in)
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In Wiltshire, a variety of sounds play against the stark silence: the soft landing of raindrops, the scuttling of peahens, the sharp clack of footsteps on marble.
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In Wiltshire, a variety of sounds play against the stark silence: the soft landing of raindrops, the scuttling of peahens, the sharp clack of footsteps on marble.
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The travel guide said that in front of the Notre Dame, trampled on by tourists and locals alike, was a tiny landmark where one’s wishes would come true.
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The travel guide said that in front of the Notre Dame, trampled on by tourists and locals alike, was a tiny landmark where one’s wishes would come true.
// 8th Year AU, plot twist...?
"Well. This is the best case scenario, don't you think?" Draco said, breaking the silence when the portrait door to their common room shut closed.
// 8th Year AU, plot twist...?
"Well. This is the best case scenario, don't you think?" Draco said, breaking the silence when the portrait door to their common room shut closed.
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The road to friendship was paved with bribes, bets, and boatloads of pumpkin juice.
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The road to friendship was paved with bribes, bets, and boatloads of pumpkin juice.
#dramione #dhrart #dramioneart
#dramione #dhrart #dramioneart
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He was staring at the wayward curly lock that Granger has been continuously tucking in her ear for the better part of an hour.
It looked like she didn’t mind though, with how engrossed she was revising her Runes notes. She simply twirled it betwixt her fingers and re-tucked it.
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He was staring at the wayward curly lock that Granger has been continuously tucking in her ear for the better part of an hour.
It looked like she didn’t mind though, with how engrossed she was revising her Runes notes. She simply twirled it betwixt her fingers and re-tucked it.
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You open your eyes, sleep-laced and puffy with the cold you’ve been nursing.
You see a flash of blond pass by your open door, and you don’t completely remember when you gave him Floo access, but you’re glad you did.
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You open your eyes, sleep-laced and puffy with the cold you’ve been nursing.
You see a flash of blond pass by your open door, and you don’t completely remember when you gave him Floo access, but you’re glad you did.
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Friday nights with her friends usually involved a spread of chips and cosmopolitans, and, now that they’ve grown quite close, crude sex talk.
“You should ask him about the tongue thing, Pansy,” Ginny casually said. “It’s brill.”
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Friday nights with her friends usually involved a spread of chips and cosmopolitans, and, now that they’ve grown quite close, crude sex talk.
“You should ask him about the tongue thing, Pansy,” Ginny casually said. “It’s brill.”
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The ceremony, as expected, is beautiful.
Harry — or Cousin Barny to the Weasleys and the rest of the guests — asks her for a dance. It’s quick, a nice song with a fast tempo, and by the end of it Hermione can feel sweat trickle down her back and around her face.
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The ceremony, as expected, is beautiful.
Harry — or Cousin Barny to the Weasleys and the rest of the guests — asks her for a dance. It’s quick, a nice song with a fast tempo, and by the end of it Hermione can feel sweat trickle down her back and around her face.
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