Harmonica
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Mostly just reading Dramione for my mental health these days. ☮️🏳️🌈💕🕊️
Reposted by Harmonica
She’d only hum in response, inhaling the familiar scent of smoke that followed, raising her arm in a silent request.
They smoked in silence. Let the burn in their lungs stretch the moment. Held the world off just a little longer.
Fin. ✨
They smoked in silence. Let the burn in their lungs stretch the moment. Held the world off just a little longer.
Fin. ✨
May 14, 2025 at 9:36 PM
She’d only hum in response, inhaling the familiar scent of smoke that followed, raising her arm in a silent request.
They smoked in silence. Let the burn in their lungs stretch the moment. Held the world off just a little longer.
Fin. ✨
They smoked in silence. Let the burn in their lungs stretch the moment. Held the world off just a little longer.
Fin. ✨
Yeasssss! Ok, this is making me want to do a re-read. @nottromi.bsky.social bookclub time 😂
May 14, 2025 at 9:29 PM
Yeasssss! Ok, this is making me want to do a re-read. @nottromi.bsky.social bookclub time 😂
Harry met her eyes. “No more secrets between us. Promise?”
“Okay,” Pansy said, her voice quieter now. And only then did she realize how close they’d gotten—close enough to feel his breath on her face.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
“Okay,” Pansy said, her voice quieter now. And only then did she realize how close they’d gotten—close enough to feel his breath on her face.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
May 14, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Harry met her eyes. “No more secrets between us. Promise?”
“Okay,” Pansy said, her voice quieter now. And only then did she realize how close they’d gotten—close enough to feel his breath on her face.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
“Okay,” Pansy said, her voice quieter now. And only then did she realize how close they’d gotten—close enough to feel his breath on her face.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
“Okay,” Pansy said, her voice quieter now. And only then did she realize how close they’d gotten—close enough to feel his breath on her face.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
May 14, 2025 at 8:47 PM
“Okay,” Pansy said, her voice quieter now. And only then did she realize how close they’d gotten—close enough to feel his breath on her face.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
“She’s my ex,” Harry added. “Girlfriend, I mean.”
It took a second to register.
Not my fault you were hopeless and pathetic but somehow made it look adorable."
Harry stared at her for a beat—then let out a loud, incredulous laugh.
“So we’re doing pure honesty, then?”
Pansy shrugged. “I don’t think I have it in me to give you anything else.”
Harry stared at her for a beat—then let out a loud, incredulous laugh.
“So we’re doing pure honesty, then?”
Pansy shrugged. “I don’t think I have it in me to give you anything else.”
May 14, 2025 at 8:47 PM
Not my fault you were hopeless and pathetic but somehow made it look adorable."
Harry stared at her for a beat—then let out a loud, incredulous laugh.
“So we’re doing pure honesty, then?”
Pansy shrugged. “I don’t think I have it in me to give you anything else.”
Harry stared at her for a beat—then let out a loud, incredulous laugh.
“So we’re doing pure honesty, then?”
Pansy shrugged. “I don’t think I have it in me to give you anything else.”
“Look, Potter,” she said. “Your little girlfriend might’ve been the most obvious about her fangirling, but it was a known fact all girls had a thing for you. You were the /Chosen One/. Some of us just had those feelings linger longer.
May 14, 2025 at 8:46 PM
“Look, Potter,” she said. “Your little girlfriend might’ve been the most obvious about her fangirling, but it was a known fact all girls had a thing for you. You were the /Chosen One/. Some of us just had those feelings linger longer.
Maybe this was the real epiphany—not that she was running away, but that she was finally ready to stop running from herself. That if it meant finally getting to feel her own feelings, want what she wanted, be who she really was—it was worth leaving everything else behind.
That settled it.
That settled it.
May 14, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Maybe this was the real epiphany—not that she was running away, but that she was finally ready to stop running from herself. That if it meant finally getting to feel her own feelings, want what she wanted, be who she really was—it was worth leaving everything else behind.
That settled it.
That settled it.
It wasn’t just the marriage contract, or the violent man her parents had betrothed her to. It was everything. The crushing expectation to be someone she wasn’t. The lying. The pretending. The performance.
May 14, 2025 at 8:44 PM
It wasn’t just the marriage contract, or the violent man her parents had betrothed her to. It was everything. The crushing expectation to be someone she wasn’t. The lying. The pretending. The performance.
“No?” he said, tilting his head to the side in that infuriatingly boyish way he always had—since first year.
“I just meant…” She tried, she really did, to maintain her guard. To find the off-ramp back to safety.
But something inside her gave out. Not in a broken way. More like a surrender.
“I just meant…” She tried, she really did, to maintain her guard. To find the off-ramp back to safety.
But something inside her gave out. Not in a broken way. More like a surrender.
May 14, 2025 at 8:44 PM
“No?” he said, tilting his head to the side in that infuriatingly boyish way he always had—since first year.
“I just meant…” She tried, she really did, to maintain her guard. To find the off-ramp back to safety.
But something inside her gave out. Not in a broken way. More like a surrender.
“I just meant…” She tried, she really did, to maintain her guard. To find the off-ramp back to safety.
But something inside her gave out. Not in a broken way. More like a surrender.
Then Harry smirked faintly. “So… you’re glad for it, huh?”
Pansy blinked, trying to recall what he meant—then her cheeks flushed as she realized.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Potter,” she huffed, attempting to recollect her composure.
Pansy blinked, trying to recall what he meant—then her cheeks flushed as she realized.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Potter,” she huffed, attempting to recollect her composure.
May 14, 2025 at 8:44 PM
Then Harry smirked faintly. “So… you’re glad for it, huh?”
Pansy blinked, trying to recall what he meant—then her cheeks flushed as she realized.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Potter,” she huffed, attempting to recollect her composure.
Pansy blinked, trying to recall what he meant—then her cheeks flushed as she realized.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Potter,” she huffed, attempting to recollect her composure.
“You thought I was going to die either way,” Harry finished for her.
“Exactly. Honestly, I thought we all were. So why not make it as fast and painless as possible?”
He nodded. “Honestly? Me too.”
Another beat passed. They sat staring at each other. The silence between them had shifted.
“Exactly. Honestly, I thought we all were. So why not make it as fast and painless as possible?”
He nodded. “Honestly? Me too.”
Another beat passed. They sat staring at each other. The silence between them had shifted.
May 14, 2025 at 8:44 PM
“You thought I was going to die either way,” Harry finished for her.
“Exactly. Honestly, I thought we all were. So why not make it as fast and painless as possible?”
He nodded. “Honestly? Me too.”
Another beat passed. They sat staring at each other. The silence between them had shifted.
“Exactly. Honestly, I thought we all were. So why not make it as fast and painless as possible?”
He nodded. “Honestly? Me too.”
Another beat passed. They sat staring at each other. The silence between them had shifted.
A sense that while there’d been plenty of hate to go around during the war, it had never truly been that between /them/.
“I’m sorry,” Pansy said, her voice a little thick. “About what I said during the Battle of Hogwarts. It’s not that I wanted to send you to your death. It just seemed like…”
“I’m sorry,” Pansy said, her voice a little thick. “About what I said during the Battle of Hogwarts. It’s not that I wanted to send you to your death. It just seemed like…”
May 14, 2025 at 8:43 PM
A sense that while there’d been plenty of hate to go around during the war, it had never truly been that between /them/.
“I’m sorry,” Pansy said, her voice a little thick. “About what I said during the Battle of Hogwarts. It’s not that I wanted to send you to your death. It just seemed like…”
“I’m sorry,” Pansy said, her voice a little thick. “About what I said during the Battle of Hogwarts. It’s not that I wanted to send you to your death. It just seemed like…”
“You made it, though,” she said softly. “And just so you know… I’m glad for it.”
Harry looked at her. He should have been surprised, but instead what he felt was a flicker of something quieter. Not quite surprise. More like recognition. A knowing.
Harry looked at her. He should have been surprised, but instead what he felt was a flicker of something quieter. Not quite surprise. More like recognition. A knowing.
May 14, 2025 at 8:43 PM
“You made it, though,” she said softly. “And just so you know… I’m glad for it.”
Harry looked at her. He should have been surprised, but instead what he felt was a flicker of something quieter. Not quite surprise. More like recognition. A knowing.
Harry looked at her. He should have been surprised, but instead what he felt was a flicker of something quieter. Not quite surprise. More like recognition. A knowing.
“Try walking to your death with a piece of Voldemort’s soul rattling around inside you,” he offered dryly. “Does wonders for the whole ‘am I doomed’ perspective.”
She looked up, startled, then barked a laugh. “Trust you to one-up me even in despair.”
He shrugged. “It’s a gift.”
A long pause.
She looked up, startled, then barked a laugh. “Trust you to one-up me even in despair.”
He shrugged. “It’s a gift.”
A long pause.
May 14, 2025 at 8:43 PM
“Try walking to your death with a piece of Voldemort’s soul rattling around inside you,” he offered dryly. “Does wonders for the whole ‘am I doomed’ perspective.”
She looked up, startled, then barked a laugh. “Trust you to one-up me even in despair.”
He shrugged. “It’s a gift.”
A long pause.
She looked up, startled, then barked a laugh. “Trust you to one-up me even in despair.”
He shrugged. “It’s a gift.”
A long pause.
“I either marry a man who considers violence a fun diversion, or I starve trying to make it on my own. I’ve never even held a job, Potter. I can’t cook. I can’t—survive.”
Harry sat down on the other side of the bed.
Harry sat down on the other side of the bed.
May 14, 2025 at 8:43 PM
“I either marry a man who considers violence a fun diversion, or I starve trying to make it on my own. I’ve never even held a job, Potter. I can’t cook. I can’t—survive.”
Harry sat down on the other side of the bed.
Harry sat down on the other side of the bed.
Then she looked up, eyes wide with something that almost resembled clarity.
“I’m going to die,” she whispered.
Harry paused mid-lamp adjustment. “Bit dramatic, don’t you think?”
“I mean it.” She wasn’t looking at him anymore.
“I’m going to die,” she whispered.
Harry paused mid-lamp adjustment. “Bit dramatic, don’t you think?”
“I mean it.” She wasn’t looking at him anymore.
May 14, 2025 at 8:42 PM
Then she looked up, eyes wide with something that almost resembled clarity.
“I’m going to die,” she whispered.
Harry paused mid-lamp adjustment. “Bit dramatic, don’t you think?”
“I mean it.” She wasn’t looking at him anymore.
“I’m going to die,” she whispered.
Harry paused mid-lamp adjustment. “Bit dramatic, don’t you think?”
“I mean it.” She wasn’t looking at him anymore.
The knock came ten minutes later.
“I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t sleep in there.”
Harry opened the door and stepped aside without a word. Pansy swept in and immediately collapsed on the bed, her head in her hands.
“I can’t do /any/ of this,” she muttered. “What am I going to do?”
“I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t sleep in there.”
Harry opened the door and stepped aside without a word. Pansy swept in and immediately collapsed on the bed, her head in her hands.
“I can’t do /any/ of this,” she muttered. “What am I going to do?”
May 14, 2025 at 8:41 PM
The knock came ten minutes later.
“I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t sleep in there.”
Harry opened the door and stepped aside without a word. Pansy swept in and immediately collapsed on the bed, her head in her hands.
“I can’t do /any/ of this,” she muttered. “What am I going to do?”
“I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t sleep in there.”
Harry opened the door and stepped aside without a word. Pansy swept in and immediately collapsed on the bed, her head in her hands.
“I can’t do /any/ of this,” she muttered. “What am I going to do?”
“I can handle it,” Pansy snapped, storming past him.
“Suit yourself,” Harry shrugged. “I snore anyway.”
“Suit yourself,” Harry shrugged. “I snore anyway.”
May 14, 2025 at 8:41 PM
“I can handle it,” Pansy snapped, storming past him.
“Suit yourself,” Harry shrugged. “I snore anyway.”
“Suit yourself,” Harry shrugged. “I snore anyway.”
“Well, I could put a cot out in the storage room, I suppose” Tom hedged.
“You can crash in my room,” Harry heard himself say. Pansy looked him up and down skeptically. “I’ll take the storage room, thanks.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “You sure? Last I heard, there was a doxy infestation in there.”
“You can crash in my room,” Harry heard himself say. Pansy looked him up and down skeptically. “I’ll take the storage room, thanks.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “You sure? Last I heard, there was a doxy infestation in there.”
May 14, 2025 at 8:40 PM
“Well, I could put a cot out in the storage room, I suppose” Tom hedged.
“You can crash in my room,” Harry heard himself say. Pansy looked him up and down skeptically. “I’ll take the storage room, thanks.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “You sure? Last I heard, there was a doxy infestation in there.”
“You can crash in my room,” Harry heard himself say. Pansy looked him up and down skeptically. “I’ll take the storage room, thanks.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “You sure? Last I heard, there was a doxy infestation in there.”
Harry turned the corner to find Tom talking to none other than Pansy Parkinson, drenched to the bone, yet still—somehow—elegant in a way only Pansy could manage under such circumstances.
“You truly have nothing available? Have you seen the storm outside? I have nowhere else to go!”
“You truly have nothing available? Have you seen the storm outside? I have nowhere else to go!”
May 14, 2025 at 8:40 PM
Harry turned the corner to find Tom talking to none other than Pansy Parkinson, drenched to the bone, yet still—somehow—elegant in a way only Pansy could manage under such circumstances.
“You truly have nothing available? Have you seen the storm outside? I have nowhere else to go!”
“You truly have nothing available? Have you seen the storm outside? I have nowhere else to go!”