archiveofourown.org/works/65649898
archiveofourown.org/works/65649898
“Do you think they’ll be alright?” Hermione sighed, as the Hogwarts Express faded from view.
“Of course,” Ron said, squeezing her shoulders, “what could possibly happen to them? It’s Hogwarts, we know it.”
“Do you think they’ll be alright?” Hermione sighed, as the Hogwarts Express faded from view.
“Of course,” Ron said, squeezing her shoulders, “what could possibly happen to them? It’s Hogwarts, we know it.”
“You have nothing to feel insecure about,” Draco said, smiling down at him. “I love everything about you.”
“Yeah?” Ron said softly.
“You have nothing to feel insecure about,” Draco said, smiling down at him. “I love everything about you.”
“Yeah?” Ron said softly.
“Please, Ginny...” Draco gasped, straining against the charm.
Ginny traced a finger down his chest. “What do you say?”
“I’m—I’m sorry for all the times I said your hair was ugly—“ Draco gritted his teeth as Ginny freed him from his pants.
“Please, Ginny...” Draco gasped, straining against the charm.
Ginny traced a finger down his chest. “What do you say?”
“I’m—I’m sorry for all the times I said your hair was ugly—“ Draco gritted his teeth as Ginny freed him from his pants.
“I hate Wizengamot, and all their ridiculous, arcane rules,” Hermione snapped, yanking open Draco’s shirt, sending button flying everywhere.
“That was Twilfitt and Tattings.”
“I hate the Ministry and the whole condescending old boys network,” she ripped his shirt down his shoulder.
“I hate Wizengamot, and all their ridiculous, arcane rules,” Hermione snapped, yanking open Draco’s shirt, sending button flying everywhere.
“That was Twilfitt and Tattings.”
“I hate the Ministry and the whole condescending old boys network,” she ripped his shirt down his shoulder.
“Ron Weasley, you absolute idiot,” Ron looked up to see Pansy marching in, looking absolutely furious.
“Er, Pansy—“
“Who says YOU get to decide if I want to be with you or not? How patronizing is that?”
“That’s not what it meant—“
“Then what did it mean?”
“Ron Weasley, you absolute idiot,” Ron looked up to see Pansy marching in, looking absolutely furious.
“Er, Pansy—“
“Who says YOU get to decide if I want to be with you or not? How patronizing is that?”
“That’s not what it meant—“
“Then what did it mean?”
“But that must be the NEWT results!” Hermione gasped, leaning over. “I need to—“
“Hermione—what the fuck—“ Ron grunted, holding her hips fast as she tried to reach for the Hogwarts Owl, preventing her from toppling over.
“I can’t believe they’re released today!”
“But that must be the NEWT results!” Hermione gasped, leaning over. “I need to—“
“Hermione—what the fuck—“ Ron grunted, holding her hips fast as she tried to reach for the Hogwarts Owl, preventing her from toppling over.
“I can’t believe they’re released today!”
“Harry, stop,” Luna giggled as he kissed down her neck. “It’s not midnight yet.”
“Can you blame me?” Harry said. “I just want to make love to my wife.”
“The ritual needs to happen exactly at midnight,” Luna said.
“Harry, stop,” Luna giggled as he kissed down her neck. “It’s not midnight yet.”
“Can you blame me?” Harry said. “I just want to make love to my wife.”
“The ritual needs to happen exactly at midnight,” Luna said.
“This is the last time,” Ron muttered as Draco tugged at his belt.
“Yeah, yeah, you say that every time,” Draco scoffed. “Maybe one of these days it’ll be actually be true.”
“Don’t be such a brat—fuck,” Ron swore as Draco wrapped his hand around his cock.
“This is the last time,” Ron muttered as Draco tugged at his belt.
“Yeah, yeah, you say that every time,” Draco scoffed. “Maybe one of these days it’ll be actually be true.”
“Don’t be such a brat—fuck,” Ron swore as Draco wrapped his hand around his cock.
“That’s it, Potter,” Pansy breathed, as he hitched her leg higher. “Don’t stop.”
“You can’t call me Potter when I’m literally inside you.”
She blew out a breath, making her fringe flutter. “I’ll call you whatever I want. Potter.”
“That’s it, Potter,” Pansy breathed, as he hitched her leg higher. “Don’t stop.”
“You can’t call me Potter when I’m literally inside you.”
She blew out a breath, making her fringe flutter. “I’ll call you whatever I want. Potter.”
After Harry plants the bulbs, Lily wants to go and visit them every day.
“Where are they?” She demands, inspecting the patch of soil.
“They’re going to take a while to grow, sweetheart,” Harry says. “Can you help me with the watering can?”
After Harry plants the bulbs, Lily wants to go and visit them every day.
“Where are they?” She demands, inspecting the patch of soil.
“They’re going to take a while to grow, sweetheart,” Harry says. “Can you help me with the watering can?”
I can finally share the art that @teaandmalfoy.bsky.social did of Pansy and Charlotte 💚
I can finally share the art that @teaandmalfoy.bsky.social did of Pansy and Charlotte 💚