She tried to employ her friends, she truly did but each one of them had an excuse.
"Sorry 'Mione you know I hate cooking" - Harry.
She tried to employ her friends, she truly did but each one of them had an excuse.
"Sorry 'Mione you know I hate cooking" - Harry.
Day 5/25 #hpadventprompts2025
(1/7
The Hufflepuffs had transformed the staircases into a snow-covered catastrophe. Skis, snowboards, toboggans, and every imaginable winter contraption were scattered throughout the corridors, leaving no mystery about their intentions.
Day 5/25 #hpadventprompts2025
(1/7
The Hufflepuffs had transformed the staircases into a snow-covered catastrophe. Skis, snowboards, toboggans, and every imaginable winter contraption were scattered throughout the corridors, leaving no mystery about their intentions.
Day 4/25 for #hpadventprompts2025
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Hermione paused in front of the staff room door. “Would you like to go to the kitchens with me?”
Draco stopped beside her, eyes widening before he forced his composure back into place. “Yes,” he said quietly. “I would.”
Day 4/25 for #hpadventprompts2025
(1/8)
Hermione paused in front of the staff room door. “Would you like to go to the kitchens with me?”
Draco stopped beside her, eyes widening before he forced his composure back into place. “Yes,” he said quietly. “I would.”
Day 3/25: Candlelight Wishes 🕯️
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(1/6)
Draco Malfoy couldn’t tell if McGonagall’s newest patrolling schedule was meant to punish him or reward him.
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Day 3/25: Candlelight Wishes 🕯️
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(1/6)
Draco Malfoy couldn’t tell if McGonagall’s newest patrolling schedule was meant to punish him or reward him.
Day 2/25: Enchanted Ornaments
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(1/5)
“Look out!”
Draco ducked on instinct at the sound of Hermione Granger’s voice slicing through the corridor.
The students around him didn’t share his finely honed survival instincts,
Day 2 - Enchanted Ornaments ✨
Day 2/25: Enchanted Ornaments
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(1/5)
“Look out!”
Draco ducked on instinct at the sound of Hermione Granger’s voice slicing through the corridor.
The students around him didn’t share his finely honed survival instincts,
Day 1: First Snowfall
Draco Malfoy did not like snow.
(1/4)
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Day 1: First Snowfall
Draco Malfoy did not like snow.
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7/25 #hpadventprompts
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Draco couldn’t sleep. Not with the memory of Hermione’s wounded face looping endlessly through his mind. He kept telling himself he’d apologize to her properly tomorrow, but tomorrow felt impossibly far away. He needed to do something now.
7/25 #hpadventprompts
(1/4)
Draco couldn’t sleep. Not with the memory of Hermione’s wounded face looping endlessly through his mind. He kept telling himself he’d apologize to her properly tomorrow, but tomorrow felt impossibly far away. He needed to do something now.
"Are you alright, Mione?" Ginny approached her while Cho picked the tray off the floor.
She finally figured out the last scent of her new Amortentia.
𝘔𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴.
And Draco Malfoy brought a bottle of it.
He always did.
"Are you alright, Mione?" Ginny approached her while Cho picked the tray off the floor.
She finally figured out the last scent of her new Amortentia.
𝘔𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴.
And Draco Malfoy brought a bottle of it.
He always did.
TW: Slight NSFW
They stumbled into Draco’s home with a pop, and Hermione blinked in surprise. The place was warm. Lived in. A riot of Christmas décor, children’s toys scattered across the floor, a couple of forgotten tea mugs on the coffee table.
TW: Slight NSFW
They stumbled into Draco’s home with a pop, and Hermione blinked in surprise. The place was warm. Lived in. A riot of Christmas décor, children’s toys scattered across the floor, a couple of forgotten tea mugs on the coffee table.
Which is what led here,
Which is what led here,
holiday fluff
“This is nice,” Hermione hummed, wrapping her arms around Draco’s waist. She leaned her head against his back, breathing in the vanilla extract and spearmint that clung to him like a second skin.
holiday fluff
“This is nice,” Hermione hummed, wrapping her arms around Draco’s waist. She leaned her head against his back, breathing in the vanilla extract and spearmint that clung to him like a second skin.
Day 6/25 for our Hogwarts Professors! #hpadventprompts2025
(1/4)
“You’re a thief,” Draco murmured as he slid into the seat beside Hermione at the staff table in the Great Hall.
She smirked, pulling his jumper tighter around herself. “It looks better on me anyway.”
Day 6/25 for our Hogwarts Professors! #hpadventprompts2025
(1/4)
“You’re a thief,” Draco murmured as he slid into the seat beside Hermione at the staff table in the Great Hall.
She smirked, pulling his jumper tighter around herself. “It looks better on me anyway.”
Her heart had never felt so full, her smile so wide.
She had pulled Draco out of the bar, snogged him breathless in a shadowed corner of the street, and then run with him — fingers laced tightly with his — toward the nearest Christmas market.
Her heart had never felt so full, her smile so wide.
She had pulled Draco out of the bar, snogged him breathless in a shadowed corner of the street, and then run with him — fingers laced tightly with his — toward the nearest Christmas market.
Hermione was smiling like a schoolgirl when she returned to her flat that night.
He had invited her out.
Was it a date? Surely it was. Or… maybe not. Maybe he had someone. They hadn’t exactly talked about it.
Hermione was smiling like a schoolgirl when she returned to her flat that night.
He had invited her out.
Was it a date? Surely it was. Or… maybe not. Maybe he had someone. They hadn’t exactly talked about it.
She had spent an unhealthy amount of time getting ready this morning. Not because Draco was coming. Absolutely not. Just because—well, for her, okay? She was doing this for herself. (And maybe for him too. A little. Barely.)
She had spent an unhealthy amount of time getting ready this morning. Not because Draco was coming. Absolutely not. Just because—well, for her, okay? She was doing this for herself. (And maybe for him too. A little. Barely.)
She tried to focus on the multiple orders she got over the next few days — organised people had already started their Christmas shopping — really, she did.
But her mind wouldn’t leave her alone.
He had been here. Right in front of the counter.
She tried to focus on the multiple orders she got over the next few days — organised people had already started their Christmas shopping — really, she did.
But her mind wouldn’t leave her alone.
He had been here. Right in front of the counter.
"Dad! Look! Look, she looks like mama!" Lyra babbled as she pointed towards a woman sitting on the park bench alone. Draco held his daughter's legs as she kept bouncing on his shoulders as
"Dad! Look! Look, she looks like mama!" Lyra babbled as she pointed towards a woman sitting on the park bench alone. Draco held his daughter's legs as she kept bouncing on his shoulders as
She was in the back when she heard the bell, followed by tiny, hurried footsteps and then a small, hopeful, “Hullo?”
She stepped out to the front and found—no one.
She was in the back when she heard the bell, followed by tiny, hurried footsteps and then a small, hopeful, “Hullo?”
She stepped out to the front and found—no one.
It was widely known in the wizarding world that Draco Malfoy had slipped out of the tabloids after the death of his wife, Astoria Greengrass—leaving him a widower and single father to Scorpius Malfoy.
It was widely known in the wizarding world that Draco Malfoy had slipped out of the tabloids after the death of his wife, Astoria Greengrass—leaving him a widower and single father to Scorpius Malfoy.
Something I played around with months ago, never got around to posting 😬 still not 100% on it, I’ll probably revisit again
#dramione
Something I played around with months ago, never got around to posting 😬 still not 100% on it, I’ll probably revisit again
#dramione