Love this 💖
Love this 💖
If you think I’m pretty—Artemas
Gooey—Glass Animals
Change (in the house of flies)—deftones
If you think I’m pretty—Artemas
Gooey—Glass Animals
Change (in the house of flies)—deftones
He didn’t ask for a sister
Oh, the betrayal!
“Crooks, why did you turn my dragon hide shoes into a scratching post?” Draco asked tiredly
Fin!
He didn’t ask for a sister
Oh, the betrayal!
“Crooks, why did you turn my dragon hide shoes into a scratching post?” Draco asked tiredly
Fin!
The blond man waltzes to the family room, setting down a weird looking contraption, and when Crookshanks looks in, he sees a little version of the man— white blond hair and gray eyes looking back at him.
He sees Hermione in this person too—
The blond man waltzes to the family room, setting down a weird looking contraption, and when Crookshanks looks in, he sees a little version of the man— white blond hair and gray eyes looking back at him.
He sees Hermione in this person too—
Maybe it was when she was at a friend’s party—where she re-acquainted herself with that man.
Maybe it was when she’d stay out. Only returning to their home at 6 am, looking suspiciously bright.
Maybe it was when she was at a friend’s party—where she re-acquainted herself with that man.
Maybe it was when she’d stay out. Only returning to their home at 6 am, looking suspiciously bright.
—finally— start dating.
But what the rag tag group of misfits don’t know is that yes, all those staring contests were actually them having sex through legilimency.
Fin.
—finally— start dating.
But what the rag tag group of misfits don’t know is that yes, all those staring contests were actually them having sex through legilimency.
Fin.
“Look at them, they’re literally making googly eyes at each other!” He whisper shouts to Pansy, Harry, Theo, Blaise and Ginny.
“I’m getting tired of their little staring contest. It’s like they’re mind fucking each other.” Pansy drawls
“Look at them, they’re literally making googly eyes at each other!” He whisper shouts to Pansy, Harry, Theo, Blaise and Ginny.
“I’m getting tired of their little staring contest. It’s like they’re mind fucking each other.” Pansy drawls
It’s the looks that might kill at any other witch who dares to look at Draco. Her magic is electric whenever she spots a girl at their table, speaking to him.
Her smile is manic in those moments.
It’s the looks that might kill at any other witch who dares to look at Draco. Her magic is electric whenever she spots a girl at their table, speaking to him.
Her smile is manic in those moments.
Meanwhile golden girl Hermione is none the wiser.
Thank god for that.
But she isn’t immune to the longing in her heart.
You see, she’s just as mindlessly insane—in love with the git too.
Meanwhile golden girl Hermione is none the wiser.
Thank god for that.
But she isn’t immune to the longing in her heart.
You see, she’s just as mindlessly insane—in love with the git too.
“Mate, what in the fuck did you write?” Theo and Blaise look like they can’t breathe.
“Draco, you must be joking. Please tell me you’re joking!” Pleads Pansy.
“Mate, what in the fuck did you write?” Theo and Blaise look like they can’t breathe.
“Draco, you must be joking. Please tell me you’re joking!” Pleads Pansy.
So much so that our Dear Draco (whomst should be considered a work of art himself) has taken up poetry.
It isn’t very good.
So much so that our Dear Draco (whomst should be considered a work of art himself) has taken up poetry.
It isn’t very good.
Then Arithmancy—bleh. Runes. Gods, can it get any worse.
Apparently, it can.
Then Arithmancy—bleh. Runes. Gods, can it get any worse.
Apparently, it can.