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meemoop · 2 months
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As requested…
NIETZSCHE WALLPAPERS: +house themes
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NIETZSCHE AND DRACO:
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MORE SOON 🫡
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wolfpants · 6 months
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unleashed fic claim: waiting for the moon to rise (drarry)
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Thank you so much to the @unleashed-fest mods for putting on such a stellar fest! Shout out to my lovely team of betas and cheerleaders, I am forever grateful to you for all your kind words and encouragement! @getawayfox @thehoneybeet @citrusses @tackytigerfic 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Waiting for the Moon to Rise | 8.9k words | Rated E Drarry (endgame), with minor (but porny) Bill/Draco/Harry
When Harry and Draco move into Grimmauld Place straight out of Hogwarts, the last person they expect to find taking up residence is Bill ‘divorced, dishevelled, and dangerous’ Weasley. But what if their new, furry little problem is the help they need to finally bring them closer? Stranger things have happened, Draco supposes.
“Today,” he whispers to Harry across the pillows, who croaks his agreement, rubbing at his crusty eyes. “We'll tell him today.”
He creeps out of the room like that, unsure how he got there in the first place. Perhaps it’s just an old habit from Hogwarts; he can’t count the number of times they accidentally fell asleep in each other’s beds this past school year.
The hallway is cold and dim, seven a.m. sunshine peeping in from the stained glass windows in the hallway downstairs. 
A shadow appears, obscuring the view.
Draco’s nose is suddenly full of earth and sweat and Firewhisky, and—
Today, he thinks helplessly, staring up at Bill, who has just appeared from the other side of the hallway—the bathroom, presumably—bare-chested and loose haired and very, very pale. Exhausted-looking. Sickly. The post-moon shakes, Draco thinks wildly, trying to cast his mind back to the textbook passages Snape made them all study so closely.
Today. Now. I could tell him now. Tell him he has to—
—the floorboards creak as Bill comes closer. He bends his head, his nose twitching, a loose strand of bright-red hair brushing Draco’s face as he—
Inhales.
Draco’s heart hammers against his chest. His hand finds the wall, clinging to it—as much as one can cling to a wall, anyway. 
His skin prickles, heat rushing to the surface. He licks his lips, opens his mouth to say something, to say anything, perhaps to stop himself from liquifying and sliding right down the brocade wallpaper, but—
“You smell nice,” Bill mutters, bewilderingly. His nose twitches again. A short, soft sort of growling sound comes crawling up from the back of his throat, vibrating somewhere behind his teeth. Draco shivers. “Both of you,” Bill adds quietly, and then he turns back down the stairs and disappears through the partition doors.
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regretfulcorrine · 3 months
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casual reminder of my Pay/tree/on and how i finally put my first wallpaper up that patrons can use however they please! (and it's drarry of course) ┌(;・_・)┘
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abihastastybeans · 8 months
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The boy who lived HIMSELF, mr. harry potter pls
Heyyy Charlie! Thanks for asking❤️
Favourite thing about them
His kindness and sass😌
Least favourite thing about them
Oh gosh, let me see....
I can't think of anything man😂😅
Favourite line
"I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me."
brOTP
Ron & Harry!! We see time and time again how miserable Harry is without Ron. After all, his Wheezy is the thing that Harry Potter would miss most in the world :')
OTP
Hinny. No doubt, no lie. They are meant for eachother, they are thee power couple, they are both the losers who had a crush on the popular student, they are the only ones who could put up with eachother and their temper. Hinny.
nOTP
Drarry😅 Listen, I know why people ship it, i can see it but... Nah. And it especially became a proper nOTP for me after I had seen so many takes that said that Harry was obsessed with Malfoy in 6th year and that was why he was always looking for his name in the marauders' map like COME ON BRO My boy was worried that something bad and dangerous was going to happen to his happy place and his friends and the people he cared about. Not because of some forbidden crush.
Random Headcanon
Harry always drops everything (everything) and goes to his children when they need/want him because he never wants them to feel what he felt growing up. He is, without doubt, the best father amongst the lightning era characters. Cursed Child, who? Screw you Joanne, he would not fucking say that
Unpopular Opinion
His temper is justified. He has done some wrong things, treated people cruelly but he's regretted it all. It was just how horrible his life was.
Also he's not oblivious.
Song i associate with them
Wake me up when September ends by Green Day 🥲
Favourite picture of them
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It's this one lol it's my laptop's wallpaper. You've got to admit that poa movie!harry was the perfect Harry😁
Send me a character and I'll answer these questions
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romaine2424 · 8 months
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Weekly Blog August 14, 2023
Whew! Finally making it back to the Blog. I've been occupied on the homefront with some house projects. Can I just say that peeling wallpaper is very therapeutic. Getting that large piece successfully off the wall and then the layer of glue that comes off like suntanned skin in the summer is weirdly satisfying.
I've been reading a lot of Drarry and delving into Haphne for research purposes. I hate that Harry/Daphne is called Haphne when there are really clever ship names available. I mean PotDGrass or DGrassPot are ripe for the taking. LOL Or something with Pot and Grass (have to distinguish between the Daphne and Astoria).
I've updated The Azkaban Letters with Chapter 10. I'll make a separate post for that. But I admit to being very dejected that the hit count was low for the last chapter, and I won't even get into the kudos or lack of comments, but then when posting today, I discovered a mistake I'd made in updating last time. The original publication date for the fic is June 2007. When adding a new chapter, for some reason, I have to manually update the posting date for the new chapter to the current day. I'm hoping that was the reason. *looks around nervously*
Okay, onto other goodies.
What I'm reading (and for today, What I'm Looking At):
First up is a major Art Rec. I'm sure most of you have seen it, but just in case. Keep Driving by Anonymous (Shhh, we know who it is!) from @hd-wireless is one of those pieces that is a complete game-changer for a trope. This is FemSlash!Drarry, or as the artist put it in the tags, Lesbian Road Trip Montage. Established relationship. From the get-go, we're introduced to fab badass Draco driving the car. And then we meet HJP in all of her curvaceous glory. And Draco thinks so too. In every piece after the first, we see that Draco is in awe of her love. I'm not an artist in any way, but the colouring is dreamy and summery. We feel that we're on that road trip as a fly on the wall or windshield. I've not been a big fan of FemSlash!Drarry in story or art. If you have any recs for me, send them my way, but previously most have been cutesy or PWP. This series I want to see more, I want to read more but what is there now is enough. Just absolutely stunning.
View "Keep Driving" on AO3
Second is a fic also from @hd-wireless. The Waiting (43.5K) by Anonymous is a great piece of mystery writing. Summary:
It’s been almost ten years since Draco Malfoy disappeared during a routine Curse Breaker training exercise. Harry, his partner in more ways than one, is determined to figure out why. As the past resurfaces and the present fades into confusion, Harry discovers the only thing more unreliable than memory is love.
There are two timelines in this fic, the one before Draco disappears and then the one ten years later. The one ten years later can be a bit hard to read because Harry is so lost (which means the author wrote this extremely well so we can feel his pain). There are also sections in the current timeline where we know things are wrong, as does Harry, but no one else does. It's scary, it's tense, it's delish!
One final note, read the Author's note and tags before diving into this amazing fic.
Read The Waiting on AO3
Remember, Artists and Authors need lots of love! Comment folks!
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I'm not sure how many of you are familiar with @creativepromptsforwriting but if you're a writer or artist too I think, you could spend hours on the blog. The series for What is? on Wednesdays earlier this year was wonderful, especially for those new to writing. They're definitions of terms we see all of the time but are sometimes afraid to ask because you might look stupid. Some examples defined are What is a Drabble, Deus Ex Machina, Missing Scene, etc...
There are thousands of prompts for different genres, there are fic titles to use beginning with every letter of the alphabet, and one of my favs was Same Height Ideas; basically, what can two characters the same height do, like rub noses without bending down or looking up, staring directly into their eyes, or one wearing shoes to get the other off balance. All very cute.
Also, there are examples of dialogue one-liners even for Smut. Sorry, I could go on and on.
Take a look, and have fun exploring!
Have a Fab week!
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oshiawaseni · 2 months
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Hi....if you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (ca be canon or non-canon)? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....
WAH YOU WANT MY WHOLE SHIPPING HISTORY OKAY LETS GO ILL BOLDEN THE ONES I STILL REALLY ADORE AND PLACE IT UNDER A CUT (and to be clear I've liked a LOT more than these but these are the ones I grew really obsessed with at one point or another!)
Bulma x Vegeta (Dragon Ball Z) Drarry (Harry Potter) Usagi x Seiya (Sailor Moon) God I really loved Yugioh shipping too ahhhhh Yugi x Atem mostly! Yuki x Shuichi (Gravitation) Misa x Light (MISA DESERVED BETTER) and Light x Mikami (Death Note) YUME of course (KANAME DESERVED BETTER) (Vampire Knight/VKM) and AiRen is really cute too ;; Tyrande x Illidan (Warcraft - WHY AM I A SUCKER FOR FORBIDDEN LOVE AND BAD BOYS)(THIS IS STILL MY DESKTOP WALLPAPER BECAUSE I LOVE IT SO MUCH)(IT'S DEPICTING WHEN SHE GAVE HIM HIS FLOWER AND IT'S HIS LOOT DROP WHEN YOU KILL HIM IN WOW... APPARENTLY)
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I liked Rickyl (The Walking Dead) I liked Reylo (Star Wars) Oh and I was a Larrie once *cries* me and a few bkdk friends bond over one direction sometimes LOL Can't forget to mention my Sasuke x Naruto past either... I'd say my favourite movie is Memoirs of a Geisha... I just... love everything about the vibe of that movie including that beautiful romantic scene at the end, and I feel like bkdk is sort of being written in the same way where they'll have this intimate moment of connecting to each other which recalibrates everything that's ever happened between them with a romantic lens, if that makes sense? Togachaco, Kudoichi, and finally... Bakudeku (Forever and ever til I'm gone from this earth)
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draqo-pctter · 1 year
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strangers, to lovers, to enemies – in the kitchen, reneé rapp drarry, post-breakup, non-hea words; 350 originally posted on twitter
The flats in Paris look almost the same as they did in London. Draco hates it – hates that it feels as if Harry could walk through the door any moment, glasses askew and that lopsided smile on his lips.
The memory of the last time he saw him – standing on the street below, box of clothes and knickknacks in his hands – follows Draco around his new home. A home that Harry hasn’t seen, hasn’t touched.
Has managed to sneak into the floorboards, carried there by Draco’s heart, and spread through the green floral wallpaper. He ignores letters from home, copies of the Paris Daily Prophet that display photographs of Harry with his arm around her.
In the kitchen, images of Draco standing in front of their old stove with Harry’s arms around his waist keeps him from buying groceries. He orders takeout nearly every night, plastic forks and food containers littered on the counter.
The couch – their couch – sits unused in the living room, remnants of their unhurried kisses and promises of forever the only reason Draco had dragged it with him to the continent.
Draco sits at the piano, the impression of Harry sitting beside him nearly impossible to ignore. If he focuses hard enough, fingers dancing along the keys and pulling sad melodies from his chest, he can feel the brush of Harry’s shoulder against his.
How funny, Draco thinks to himself as he pressed harder on the piano, that he hadn’t really known Harry at all. He’d been more than whispered promises and drunken confessions in the middle of the night.
More than a first love; a real love. Harry had been a lie. A betrayal that cut deeper than the one from his father. A reminder that Draco could never let himself be comfortable in the presence of someone else.
The falling had been easy. As easy as getting on a broom. The moving on was what hurt, hindered by the memory of Harry’s name on his tongue and the promise that they’d never keep secrets from one another. That they’d never keep each other secret.
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tuxedomasker · 4 years
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Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter
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Love me some drarry
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Art Credits go to @kryptidfox
Anyways, please like, reblog or follow me if you save! And send in asks xx
Hope you liked it anon, I haven't done many moodboards so it was an interesting experience.
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queensnitchy · 3 years
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Here's another wallpaper but make it drarry
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isinuyasha-art · 4 years
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Merry Drarry Christmas (phone wallpaper size)
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meemoop · 2 months
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Requested wallpapers pt 3 😮‍💨🫡
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wolfpants · 1 year
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10 smutty dialogue scenes/quotes
I was tagged by the lovely @tenthousandyearsx to share 10 smut/pre-smut dialogue scenes! You can read her delicous selection here!
Rules: pick any ten fics, select some smut or pre-smut dialogue, and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, feel free to share anyway!
Some of these are quite chunky, my guys don't always do a lot of talking. A lot of bossing around though 👀
Mix of pairings, listed next to the quote.
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From: Romp and Circumstance Drarry
Harry swallows hard. “McLaggen doesn’t seem like—”
“The submissive type? Potter, you judge too hastily,” Malfoy breathes, rolling his hips. Harry’s hard cock rubs up against the inside of Malfoy’s tightly clothed thigh, an aching throb that makes Harry feel like he has a hand around his throat, cutting off the blood supply to his head. 
Merlin. Sixth year Malfoy, eighth year Malfoy, this Malfoy. 
This is the Malfoy that’s been hiding himself away for so long?
What a waste, Harry thinks helplessly, swallowing back the bitterness of having to hand this over to McLaggen when their agreement is over.
Purred, “I could turn any man into the submissive type.”
“Yes, you could,” Harry breathes.
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From: Tiny Home Dronarry
“Does Harry do this to you?” Draco asks him, licking his lips.
Ron tries to nod—Draco can feel the minute movement of it—but when he realises he can’t do it properly, he huffs his acknowledgement instead. 
Warmth pools low in Draco’s belly at the image; Harry, perhaps behind Ron, a fistful of his hair as he pushes into him, strong and good—so fucking good, Draco knows this—Ron’s back arched, his cheeks flushed strawberry-pink as he’s fucked to within an inch of his life.
“I forgot to cut it.” Draco repeats Ron’s words back at him, his tone darkly playful. “Sure, Weasley. You forgot.”
“Fuck,” Ron breathes. “Draco.”
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From: Under Giant Mountains Drarry
Malfoy tilted his head to look at him, breathless, his lips pink and shiny with spit.
“Potter?”
“I—”
Malfoy wrapped his hand fully around Harry’s prick, stroking slowly. Harry had to grit his teeth to stop himself from coming on the spot, had to bite down on the words poised to leave his throat.
I’ve never—
There’d been no one since Smith, that last spring at Hogwarts.
Malfoy pushed his hands against the bench and stood up in one fluid motion, until their faces were barely an inch apart. He grinned at Harry, rubbing the tips of their noses together. Harry puddled, at his mercy, and gripped the edge of the bench harder when Malfoy lifted his hips and helped him out of his pants and joggers fully. He spread Harry’s knees with strong hands, hands that then came up to brace Harry’s throat, to cup his skull and hold it like it was some delicate thing that needed all of his careful, seemingly expert attention. Harry’s chest ached, and he closed his eyes, focusing instead on the heat throbbing between his legs.
“Do you want this?” Malfoy asked him, biting his chin.
“Yes,” Harry hissed, and they kissed again, sinking into it, hot and deep and slow. Malfoy tasted like ale and fresh air.
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From: If You Show Me Yours Drarry
“You didn’t knock,” Draco says, curling his fingers into the sheets beneath him. He’s still hard, achingly so, his cock tenting his Y-fronts and leaking against the white cotton.
Potter puts a hand on the door, his fingers spread. His other hand, hanging limply by his side, disappears from Draco’s view.
Draco swallows.
“I’m getting revenge,” Draco adds archly once he’s found his voice again. “Tit for tat.”
Tat for tat.
“That’s a low blow, Malfoy,” Potter breathes. 
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From: All Hues in his Controlling Drarry
Draco spins Harry around and presses him against the wall in the hallway. It’s covered in rich green wallpaper he’d picked out carefully from Liberty of London, ensuring it complimented the drapes just so. 
Harry moans, cheek pressed against the wall, hips tilted back, arse perfectly positioned against Draco’s crotch.
“Do you feel that?” Draco murmurs, one hand on Harry’s waist, the other digging gently into his thick curls on the crown of his head.
Draco rubs himself over Harry, dragging his clothed cock up and down, back and forth, slowly, slowly. “I’m going to have you riding this like a seasoned whore by the time I’m done with you.”
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From: The Hollow Remus/Draco
“Fuck… Draco, I—ah—” 
Remus continues to grip Draco’s waist in his other hand, sliding it down to his hip, sharp beneath those heavy, restrictive layers.
Draco Malfoy, prim and proper and buttoned up to the wrists and jaw, pulling him off with painful, sublime precision.
It’s obscene. It’s incredible.
“No talking,” Draco is saying, gripping Remus tighter, stroking him faster.
“You—don’t, ah—mean that,” Remus says dizzily, his body curving.
“No talking.”
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From: Enterrement de vie de garçon Riktor, Drarry, Deamus
“We get like this. Sometimes,” Ron admits.
“Ah,” Viktor says, his eyes roving over Ron’s chest where it peeks out the water, his red hair gone dark with it. Viktor’s ponytail is sagging even more now, loose strands of hair curling at his throat. He is extraordinarily handsome. “I like it. It’s fun.”
Ron swallows. “Yeah.”
That’s all it takes, really. They’re kissing after that, relearning each other’s mouths after five years, and it’s—surprisingly easy.
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From: The Night Before Drarry
Draco clears his throat. “Hi,” he says, eyes still closed.
Harry bites back a grin. “Hi.”
That thigh inches closer, now rubbing against his own, and Harry groans as it brushes against his hard cock, the erection he woke up with.
“Hi,” Draco says with a low laugh, cloudy grey eyes opening a slit.
Harry snorts. “Hi.” He shuffles closer, any anticipated awkwardness melting away between them. Draco slides a hand over his side, pulling Harry half atop him.
“My breath smells,” Harry says. 
“I don’t care,” Draco murmurs, and he lifts his head to kiss him with impossibly warm lips.
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From: Obedience Drarry
“Are you nervous about being hard in front of all these people?” Draco asks him hotly. “And not being able to do anything about it?”
“No,” Harry says, swallowing.
Draco hums. “You’re so good for me.” He drops his hand from Harry’s chest. “You’ll meet me outside after. Immediately.”
“Yes,” Harry says.
“Do you belong to me, Harry?” Draco asks, a soft whisper.
“Yes,” Harry breathes.
He spares Draco a quick glance. His grey eyes are alight, his cheeks rose-pink. 
Draco presses a single, gentle kiss to the corner of Harry’s lips. “Break a leg, darling.”
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From: Nightcall Drarry
“I’m on the tip of Skye looking at the North Atlantic. I’m very alone. I can’t even remember the last time I saw a tree.”
“Then,” Draco huffs gently—an inhale, a sharp exhale, the sound of his shoes clicking against pavement. He’s walking through the hedge maze. “Fuck you.”
Harry licks his lips. “Yeah?” He cups himself over his leather trousers. Slides his thumb over the shifting head of his cock as it grows closer towards his hip.
Draco hums, deep and smooth. Harry tilts his hips up in a slow simulated fuck against his own fingers, heat spreading, sharp and singular, between his legs. “God I want you,” he rasps.
Tagging @lumosatnight @danpuff-ao3 @oknowkiss @sweet-s0rr0w @tackytigerfic @thehoneybeet and anyone who wants to share really!!
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imagine-whore · 5 years
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Detention
Plot: Harry gets into detention for punching a pureblood that spat “muggleborn” in front of Hermione. Draco tries to get him out.
Warnings: Implied sex, language.
Author’s Note: I don’t really know if Hogwarts has detention but let’s pretend they have for the sake of imagines. Oh, and hi again! It’s been such a long time and maybe this is my new year’s gift to you? I’ll try to be more active. This is on Harry’s POV.
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It was pretty much a normal day. Me and Hermione was just talking about selling ballpens here in Hogwarts and day it’s a “magical quill” as it doesn’t need to be dipped in ink. I thought it was a brillant idea to get some coins, but Hermione screamed at me. Up to this moment.
“I’m not saying we’re broke and it’s a good idea to illegally sneak in some refillable ballpens and sell it to nut brained purebloods who have no idea what a ballpen is, but we’re broke and it’s a good idea to illegally sneak in sone refillable ballpens and sell it to nut brained purebloods.” I said again to Hermione, not bothering to look at me.
“Harry, I’m not risking my whole future and my privilege here in Hogwarts for coins. It’s illegal! It’s a no from me.” Hermione said. Calmly. Finally.
“Why don’t we just sell some and exclude her out of the sales?” Ron proposed. “She doesn’t want to be a part of it, right?”
“Brillant idea.” I laughed. Hermione shot us a disgusted look as she opened her mouth again to scream.
“Don’t you dare!” Hermione shouted as she tried to reason us out again but some purebloods yanked her wrist. She let out a silent expression of pain and grabbed her wand.
“Hey fuckwad, leave her alone! Pureblood brats.” Ron rolled his eyes as he chucked out his wand too and pointed it to the pureblood’s face too.
“Oh, what are you going to do? Do a backfiring spell on me? Give me a break, Weasley. Let me deal with the mudblood alone.” The pureblood smirked. I saw Hermione’s hurt expression on her face.
“Take it back.” My fists balled up. The pureblood looked at me directly. He had one of his annoying smirks back.
“Or what, lightning bitch?” The pureblood said. “You’ll cast an expelliarmus on me? Come on, hit me harder!”
I charged to him and landed a punch. A punch after a punch and I barely noticed I already broke his nose and he was bleeding badly. Hermione tried to stop me but I pushed her away. So did Ron, until Professor McGonagall came to see the show.
“Potter!” She exclaimed. I went to a stop as I saw his horrifying bitch of a face. Bloody and broken. So was my fists, red and bloody too. “What are you doing?! Advertising muggle fighting to students? I take away 50 points to Gryffindor. And detention for three weeks.”
I huff out , getting off his chest. Brat was taken to the infirmary, probably to fix his bitch of a face. As I sat on the ground, Hermione slapped my arm. Ron sat beside me, too.
“Ow! What was that for?” I complained. She shot me a dirty look. “Okay, maybe I know what was that for.”
“Harry, I appreciate it, but maybe don’t get caught so we won’t have to be deducted 50 points!” Hermione said.
“Yeah, Harry. That was fucking heavy.” Ron said. “Speaking of fuck, there comes your protective boyfriend.”
I peek out my head and I see Draco walking as if the ground was a runway. Catwalking, flaunting. He looked at me, then my fists. His catwalk slowed and went to fail as he wanted to run to me and ask me if I’m okay.
Oh, he really is the love of my life. My heart pace fastened up as I saw him and I felt like I couldn’t speak but I did. And he winked at me. Discretely. The power this man had is just overwhelming.
“He is not my boyfriend, Ron.” I pushed him as I stood up and dusted away the soil that clung to my robe. “And we are not fucking. Stop thinking about it.”
“That was clearly not Draco we heard ‘come for me, Harry’, am I right, Ron?” Hermione asked Ron. I blinked as I looked at them with a hint of confusion.
They heard that?!
“No, absolutely not, Hermione.” Ron laughed. I rolled my eyes. “Well, let’s stick with the man’s word. Draco’s not his boyfriend though clearly I knew I saw him fucking you—“
“You did?” Hermione said with shock, her jaw dropping and laughing.
“That wasn’t me, stop making fictions.” I rolled my eyes.
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My head feels heavy as I write “I will not advertise muggle fighting” for about the 97th time. My eyelids were dropping, my grip was loosening. All of a sudden I felt someone play with my hair. I jolted up only to be surprised with a kiss.
Blonde hair. That’s my love of my life rescuing me.
“Draco, what the fuck are you doing here? You’re gonna get caught, Get—“ I glance up to Filch who was sound asleep on his desk. “Oh, clever. You casted a sleeping spell on him, did you?”
“I had to get you out. And I heard your conversation with Ron and Hermione too, really. I made sure you were getting teased so I had it audible.” Draco smirked.
“Son of a bitch.” I smiled as I dropped my pen and kissed Draco. I felt his fingers caress my cheeks, circling them around. I pulled away shortly after that. “We’ve got to get out before anyone sees up, hm?”
I stand up, having Draco to write my last 3 sentences and put it next to Filch. He held my hand, fingers intertwined, as we walked through the corridor stealthily.
Man, I really hoped I had the invisibility cloak right now. It’d be really useful.
“So, do we fuck at the Slytherin tower or Gryffindor?” Draco asked snarkily. I roll my eyes to him, but I answered it.
“Your preference, darling.” I said to him, the pet name sending Draco to weakness. He slammed me to a wall, kissing me roughly now with his fingers tugging on my hair.
“Not your boyfriend, hm?” I heard a girl’s voice. I pushed Draco away in surprise. “Lying is bad.”
“Oh, fuck it Hermione. What are you doing here so late in the night?” I asked. Draco wiped his lips, getting back on his feet.
“I was about to have my grand rescue, but I got beat to it. Seems you’re busy, I’ll go and you guys have your time.” Hermione turned and started walking away.
“You’re too slow, Hermy.” Draco joked around, pinning me back to the wall.
“I wish I could unsee you guys kissing.” I felt Hermione roll her eyes. She took a right turn and disappeared.
“So, Slytherin or your place?”
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serpentargo · 3 years
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some wallpapers for y'all
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cr: @thomas_rossier on instagram
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stuffsmedusa · 3 years
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[☠️]; draco malfoy icons
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