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marypaol · 2 months

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Small Deeds, Small Tea Cups

Draco x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Nothing that I’m informed of :)

Summary: Reader wakes up one morning and Draco decided to make her tea, forming a small kind action he can do every morning.

Note: No use of Y/N, and just fluff because I love it. -Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, I was hanging out with family!

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The sun’s rays beamed on her skin exposed, and the girl couldn’t help but hum softly in contentment, rolling on her side to feel more warmth. Orange laid beneath her eyelids as she did so, eyelashes fluttering as consciousness slowly came to her. Her arm subconsciously went to her side, searching for the person who routinely slept beside her, hand only coming in contact with wrinkled sheets. Her eyes fluttered open all the way this time, hands coming up to run the sleep out of them as she slowly sat up, stretching arms overhead as her lips open wide in a yawn.

Her body exposed itself to the chilly air as she took off the duvet, feet touching the cold carpet that lay beneath.

She automatically started searching for her love, legs tiredly moving around taking her to her assumed destination that she thought he would be.

She ended up being correct, his broad back to her and the back of his messed up pale hair strands going to and fro in the air. She slowly walked over, hands reaching out to him desperate for his soft skin. He was wearing a t-shirt, so her hands easily made their way underneath it, fingers caressing the skin on his waist.

His body recoiled at the sudden touch but the light kiss to his shoulder gave him the sign it was only her. (She had to stand on her toes to reach of course.)

“You usually sleep in.” He stated plainly instead of saying a proper greeting, eyes fixed outside of the window above the sink, watching as the world woke up for another day. She smiled against his back bone, running her fingers over his lower stomach.

“Well I woke up and you were gone.” She answered simply, going on her toes again to place her chin on top of his shoulder. Her response seemed to silence him for a moment, his eyes fixed on outside still as his teeth gently bit his lip in deep thought.

He eventually cleared his throat softly, tilting his head to lay it on top of hers. The action was small, but it filled a big place in her heart.

He did it only for a moment, and known him he didn’t like showing affection for too long, but the fact that he took time to do so let her know he at least showed some of his love and that right there was better than nothing.

His fingers went in front of him and he scooted over a small tea cup, steaming liquid inside as the bag inside swayed from the action. Her eyes lit up, lips pulling back into a small smile as she knew what it was.

She got out from behind him and placed her fingers in the ceramic cup, picking it up from the plate it was on and to her lips, sipping the warm tea as she tasted a hint of sugar sweet. Her smile got wider, knowing he made it just the way she liked it.

She couldn’t help but notice the anxious look in his eye as he watched her, deep down desperate to know if he made it wrong. She made her smile warmer than it already was, putting the cup down and wrapped her arms around his neck. He inhaled at the boldness of affection, not quite expecting it.

“It’s made perfectly, Draco. Thank you.” She assured quietly, stroking the hairs on the back of his neck. He didn’t say anything, eyes instead searching hers for any sign of a lie, but didn’t end up finding any. She was being one hundred percent sincere, proving it with just a simple look.

He nodded because he didn’t know how to respond, not used to being recognized for a kind action for once. He’s never done them, that’s for a fact, and when he met a lover he wanted nothing more than to not be a snob, although that’s what he was raised as and sometimes he couldn’t help but show that side of him, but therefore that’s what showed her she was trying.

And she loved him for that.

He was trying.

For her.

The baby step effort was there and she couldn’t be more grateful for the hard work he’s done; it’s hard changing yourself from what you’ve grown up to be and be generous, especially for Draco.

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So Draco from then on tried to provide a cup of tea every morning to his love, for by then he wasn’t hesitant or anxious to do it; since before the nervous feeling of her reaction being negative was stirring in his stomach.

It was all for the little smile that would stretch on her lips when she entered the kitchen, her pink lips he loved to kiss every so often but wouldn’t admit it. (For sometimes he wasn’t just hesitant to show kind actions, but also hesitant to express his feelings.)

But the sparkle in her eye was also a reason he loved to do it. She would make eye contact with him and so many thanks were displayed in her eyes he knew she didn’t have to say it, but she always did, muttering “thank you, loves,” and lightly kissing his cheek before sitting on the counter- even though he was bothered by that since she was the one who liked to clean out of the two of them- and sipped contently while watching him read the Daily Prophet.

Sometimes he would make breakfast, even though he didn’t know much. (Despite his hesitation to express his feelings, he once told her he learned a few things from watching the house elf that once roamed his childhood home.)

He couldn’t help it, he was a curious kid, but at one point and age in his life he couldn’t be curious anymore because of his father’s unspoken orders.

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So she found herself facing yet another morning, orange once again beneath her eyelids and soft sheets warmed from the sun’s rays.

She got up, bare legs being exposed to the cold as his oversized Quidditch t-shirt went down to her thighs.

She traveled downstairs, searching for her love and was met with an empty kitchen, the absence of her lover chilling to the space. He brought a warmth the house only he could provide and not seeing him there made her cold inside.

Her eyebrows furrowed, confusion filling her as she searched for him, eyes scanning areas as she passed. It was then that she spotted a soft light coming from his office, her feet lightly walking across the hallway to see him.

She saw him, back to her in the chair he was sitting in as his pale hands worked through papers, sorting them into stacks that she didn’t understand but to his mind it made all the sense.

She didn’t want to startle him, despite the desire to wrap her arms around his tense shoulders and rub the stress away. So instead she brought her knuckles to the doorway, softly knocking so he knew she was there.

His head turned and his eyes met hers, and while doing so she didn’t fail to notice the soft grin pulling at the corners of his lips.

She slowly walked to him and preformed her previous desire, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he turned to face her, his hands landing on her hips.

He was feeling a little confident that morning and she knew so as his fingers sneaked underneath the shirt, stroking the skin there as she squealed softly, squirming in his hold.

“You weren’t in the kitchen, loves.” She stated once the soft giggles settled down, stroking his shoulders as he turned back around, hands fiddling with the papers once again.

His head bent down as she heard a soft sigh coming from him. He looked over his shoulder so he could see her in his peripheral.

“Sorry,” he blurted. “I forgot to heat water.”

She chuckled a little. “It’s okay, loves,”

“I just was confused when I didn’t see you in the kitchen; you’re normally there in the morning, that’s all.”

He nodded, sighing once again but it was because her fingers stared softly massaging his shoulders, rubbing the tenseness away with such a simple touch.

“Yeah I had to do some paper work.” He said, letting her once again think about what he said. He would often reply with simple answers, ones that left her with some questions but not many, for most of the time they left her wondering what he meant based on the various tone of voice he used.

She liked that about him; whatever came from his lips left her wanting more.

“I could make us both tea, if you’d like.” She softly offered, fingers coming to a pause on his shoulders because of her hesitation of asking the question. His head laid back, softly landing on her stomach and her fingers subconsciously went to his hair, stroking the strands as they easily flowed through her hands. The pale mob of hair was always so soft, so delicately taken care of. He licked his lips, hands coming to to her elbows to keep her arms from moving away, not wanting the moment to end just yet.

“That could be quite lovely.” He said boldly, fingers massaging her elbows. She smiled, lips coming down to kiss his head and keeping them there for a couple seconds.

“Sugar?”

He paused as he thought. “Maybe a little bit, loves.”

-Apology for any errors!

Love you all and thanks for reading! 📖

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ursdahlia · 10 months

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first time parents 💗

#draco x hermione #dramione #dramione fanart #hp fanart #hermione granger #draco malfoy #i miss them #i miss drawing

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beebox-illustrations · 2 years

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Who do you think did a better job? (There is of course just one right answer 😂)

Heyyy! So I finally finished the ‘draw drarry bad’ challenge. Thanks for the nudge @lilbeanz 💚 - if you have not yet seen her comic, go and read it! it’s hilarious

Have a nice week lovelies 💚🥰

#harry potter #digital art #beebox-illustrations #illustration #my art #web comics #procreate #draco malfoy #drarry #draw drarry badly challenge #wow there’s a tag for that #how did i miss this challenge ?#teddy lupin #lucius malfoy #narcissa black #wow this took me so long #actually painting on procreate is so hard! what-

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katy-l1988 · 2 months

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ME? Mommy issues? No...

Also my fav. female characters:

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lovisus · 11 months

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College Dramione AU🦁🐍

"Always got that nose stuck in a book Granger. Ready for our date?" Hermione startles and flips around at the sound of his voice.

"Malfoy? You’re early, I told you I needed to finish this poti-" She flicks her wrist to check the watch resting there and stops short.

"Merlin, I can’t believe I lost track of time like that.." Hermione grimly turns to the unfinished looking substance in the cauldron she’d been slaving over for an hour, and then to her boyfriend with a look of exasperarion. "It’s too pink, and its been stinking up the room. I have no idea how to fix it"

"I’ve never seen a potion defeat you like this. Would you like some help oh mighty bookworm?" Draco teases and steps forward to circle his arm around her waist. She pouts and pushes him back slightly.

"Oh ha ha. I’d love to see you try. Professor Snape only glorfies your Slytherin tush. Unfortunately the rest of us belong on his very long list of people he’ll send to detention over breathing too loud."

"Only Snape? Don’t you also glorify my tush?" Malfoy juts out his lip and tightens his grip around her. She snorts and pulls her arms around his shoulders in defeat, because of course he would only hear the part where she talks about his ass.

"Give me five more mi-" she starts to say.

"Nope, you need at least another hour to rectify that aboniation. The frog tongue is whats giving off that lovely fragrance by the way." he says and accentuates this point by wrinkling his nose.

"Oh so it’s not the sassy ferret in front of me insulting my potioneering skills?" she deadpans.

"Touché bookworm"

"I try" she grins.

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swottydoodler · 5 months

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Durmstrang Draco🌹🌹

I bet my soul that Draco would have grown to be a something-else-gentleman in Durmstrang because he'd be the one picked on. Plus it's far away from Lucius. Durmstrang would've set him RIGHT😭😭!!

FF:

#dramione #dramione fanart #dramione fanfic #draco malfoy #hermione granger #Durmstrang Draco got Miss Granger feeling things #lemme go binge the Durmstrang Draco tag

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 7 months

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Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Happy Kinktober 2023!! For each day in October, I’ll be posting a little fanfic for a different kink each day with one character!! Expand your reading horizons on new characters as well as taking a closer look at specific kinks! Safest to assume that they all contain smut 😏😉 Enjoy!! 🎃🖤 All of the songs for the fics are from this playlist—

Approach at your own risk… smut =* extra smutty =**

October 1st- Begging Kink with Lady Leonora Lesso*

October 2nd- Bondage Kink with Miss Alma Peregrine*

October 3rd- Praise Kink with Lady Alcina Dimitrescu*

October 4th- Gagging Kink with Melissa Schemmenti*

October 5th- Edge Play Kink with Marilyn Thornhill*

October 6th- Sensory Deprivation Kink with Melinda May*

October 7th- Breast Worship Kink with Miranda Hilmarson

October 8th- Daddy Kink with Narcissa Malfoy*

October 9th- Wax Play Kink with Alex Blake

October 10th- Marking/Branding Kink with Larissa Weems*

October 11th- Impact Play Kink with Florence*

October 12th- Knife Play Kink with Natasha Romanoff*

October 13th- Collaring Kink with Clarissa Dovey

October 14th- Degradation Kink with Cipher*

October 15th- Voyeurism Kink with Tara Lewis*

October 16th- Mistress Kink with Polly Gray*

October 17th- Biting Kink with Morticia Addams

October 18th- Pet Play Kink with Lucifer Morningstar*

October 19th- Mommy Kink with Mon Mothma*

October 20th- Uniform Kink with Maria Hill

October 21st- Chocking Kink with Regina Mills*

October 22nd- Age Gap Kink with Barbara Howard

October 23rd- Marking/Breeding Kink with Elle Greenaway*

October 24th- Blood Kink with Anna May*

October 25th- Discipline Kink with Lucienne

October 26th- Pain Kink with Captain Phasma*

October 27th- Water Kink with Emily Prentiss

October 28th- Corsetry Kink with Nebula

October 29th- Puppy Play Kink with Bellatrix Lestrange*

October 30th- Innocence Kink with Fennec Shand

October 31st- Exhibitionist Kink with Peggy Carter*

Thanks for sticking around 🖤🎃👻 Leave a comment, reblog a post, message me—I want to hear your thoughts!!

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moiravim · 10 months

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'I Miss When We First Met' Masterlist

Main Masterlist

WARNINGS: Female YN, angst (hurt/comfort), slow burn, death.

Summary: YN Potter, adopted daugheter of James and Lily potter, falls in love with Draco Malfoy. As she gets sorted into Slytherin her relationship with her brother begins to fall apart. Soon she becomes friends with Luna, Neville, and Ginny. As the years go on YN and Draco form a secret relationship. When YN meets Lorenzo a love triangle forms, complicating things even more. Will Harry find out about the relationship between Draco and YN Will YN discover the identity of her biological parents?

Relations:

Draco x reader (romantic)

Lorenzo x reader (romantic)

Harry x Sister!reader (platonic)

Neville x reader (platonic)

Ginny x reader (platonic)

Luna x reader (platonic) etc.

Pinterest Board!!

Chapters

Introduction

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapters 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

37.5

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Thank you so much for all the love I'm receiving on this story, I'm excited to write more and post it for you guys!!

This story is also being posted on my Wattpad, so if it's easier for you to read there, go ahead (my user there is also moiravim).

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ladyanthony · 1 year

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I drew this scene from Harry Potter and the Welcome to Grey by @sobsicles and messed around with gradients

#I miss reading that fic for the first time so so much #I also generally miss drarry #art #drarry #draco malfoy #harry james potter #Harry Potter #hp #hp art #fanart

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scorpsposting · 19 days

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umm… hi😁

#scorbus #but i drew them from memory #i hope u guys know which is which #i MISS THEM SO MUCH and im so ANGRY IM NOT HYPERFIXATED ON THEM ANYMORE #scorpius malfoy #albus potter #scorpius malfoy fanart #albus potter fanart #scorbus fanart #harry potter and the cursed child #scorpius #albus

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crystcllise · 7 months

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appreciation post for adam wadsworth and thomas grant as they’ve taken their final bows as albus and scorpius with the year 6 london cast <3

#gonna miss them so much AGHHH #best scorbus duo <3 #scorbus #albus severus potter #scorpius malfoy #albus severus x scorpius #albus x scorpius #harry potter #harry potter next gen #cursed child #hpcc #harry potter and the cursed child

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marypaol · 3 months

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From the Start

Draco x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reader stop Draco from walking over to his parents when they call him over after the Battle of Hogwarts.

Warnings: Death Eaters, mention of past deaths, aftermath of war, You-Know-Who, strict parents, I think that’s all? :)

Note: I felt like all more stories are short, so I wote a little long one. I’m so proud of this one I how you guys like it!

Genre: Angst with happy ending :)

Masterlist

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Thinking back on her years attending Hogwarts, there wasn’t a time when her heart wouldn’t be considered as something served to Draco Malfoy on a silver platter. Thinking about it now, she would give it to him in a heartbeat if that was what it took to make his heart beat better.

And she could tell when his was staggering, fighting to beat like everyone else’s, the wanting gaze landing on anyone with a regular blood bumper in their chest. If only his heart did that; cycled blood throughout his body like a never ending circle of life, giving him the liquid he needed to say alive, yet if he lost too much of it he would fade away. But to his misfortune his didn’t work that way. In fact, it seemed to be working for the purpose of suffocating him instead of helping him, flooding his lungs and wrapping invisible hands around his throat, daring him to try to at least take a breath.

So yes, she noticed every bit. Every single longing glance and curious looks of people laughing away, living their lives to the fullest while his was limited. Since when couldn’t he be free? Since when was it decided? Was it from the moment he entered the world, not even knowing his name or what his life was going to end up like? Or was it the second the envelope of acceptance into this magic school touched his finger tips, telling him the supplies he’d need to go to a place that would change his life forever as a Malfoy?

She wouldn’t know the answer, he wouldn’t know, nor would even his parents know even though they were the ones to decide. It didn’t affect the decision made in the first place, since he never did nor ever will have a say.

Years of Hogwarts go by, each one having a special memory that beholds their childhood in a tight grip. Not only did they have their ups and downs, but also magical knowledge that will forever be with them as guidance into their later years of life. Sadly those memories and countless lessons had to eventually come to an end, ending all the happiness that once was, fading into something that they wouldn’t ever be able to experience again but only remember.

But that didn’t mean that they didn’t have something big and effective before they left for good, leaving their magic school full of memories behind. Which led to the screams of loved ones, calling out to others and hopelessly waiting for a reply that will never come. The beautiful castle that once stood was no longer, just piles of rubble as if their childhoods were nothing. The past couldn’t be changed, not when curses were flying left and right and green light blaring everywhere imaginable. Nothing could erase the scars of people who survived, fighting for what’s right and used what they learned to the best of their ability. Nothing could change the fact that evil is about to win over good.

“Son, come.”

The whisper was soft yet demanding in the silence of the courtyard. It broke the ever lasting quiet, blasting through every ear as if they had to go through the peer pressure too.

Draco’s face was sad and lonesome, a deep frown on his lips that once held a snarl. Her empathy towards the boy was great, wanting nothing more than to stop him from going to the other side that represented darkness and evil. He wasn’t good enough for them, they didn’t deserve him. He was just a boy, just a kid that was still discovering the world day by day. His life shouldn’t have been changed this way, changed so greatly much so that his viewpoint on life’s purpose was forever impacted.

It was only then did his dear mother join in with the begging, desperately asking him to join the Dark Lord’s side.

“Draco, come here.”

Everyone was staring at him, the intense stares coming from every angle. His back, his head, the side of his face; he could feel them everywhere. The heat from their gazes set his chest on fire, craving for the normality of his peers. Why did their looks affect him so much? Why did he care? Most importantly, why was he so aware about his peers’ reaction to even notice? Shouldn’t he be focused on his parents, begging him to go to them and join their evil doings?

The Dark Lord spoke this time, breaking Draco out of the endless questions running in his mind, the evil-doer waving his hands that looked like claws at the boy as a way to call him over.

Draco looked at the students around him, silently asking them to stop staring but sadly they didn’t get the massage, their eyes still yet fixed on the side of his face for his reaction.

The Malfoy saw no point in staying with the people around him; like anyone enjoyed his presence at the school anyway. If he left they wouldn’t be surprised at his behavior, since his parents are Death Eaters mine as well make their son one too.

But that they didn’t know was that he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to join them in whatever hurtful and evil actions they were doing. They ruined his school, his home away from home (even though he would never admit it.)

Just thinking back on Bellartrix waving her wand with a wide satisfactory smile on her face, watching in admiration as the once was Great Hall destroyed into pieces. It was the place where Potter refused to shake his hand, where the leather hat barely touched his hair strands before shouting the house he destined to be in. Where the golden plates served the first feast of his Hogwarts years, one to remember for a lifetime.

But of course it was all gone, and for what. Just so the Dark side could carelessly kill students? If their purpose of arriving was to do so, why destroy the one place he called his safe haven?

Did they just want to make the situation worse? Like salt to the wound?

He couldn’t know, nor would he know. He would be once again left with the questions of his own left unanswered, still lingering in his mind for years to come. He could see it now, him as an old man staring longingly into the flames of his fireplace, empty tea cup in hand while the wonderings cycled in his brain once again, curiosity flooding his scenes, longing for the answers.

In fact, thinking about it now, he wanted that. He wanted to grow up and have a fireplace to star into at night. He wanted maybe a beautiful wife in the kitchen, humming to herself as she cleaned dishes from the previous home cooked meal they ate together. He longed for it, and the longer he stood there, staring at the ground, he only wanted it more.

But his desires weren’t going to be preformed, for the peer pressure in the back of his mind was too much, too much so that it covered his mind with persuasion, almost forcing him to follow his parents’ will. His foot stepped out, with great pain and a heavy heart he made his way to his parents, ready to do their evil doings unwillingly.

But lo and behold a soft grip stopped him, light against his fingertips as the touch silently begged him to stay. He stiffened, straightening his slumped shoulders as he dared to face the person who reset his thought process, his brain already second thinking the decision he previously made.

It was her, the girl that sat in the back of the class, softly mumbling answers that were always correct but she was too shy to actually say aloud. It was her, the one who would steal glances at him when she thought he wasn’t looking. It was her, the one who would whisper the things she was doing softly on the test so he could follow along, since she silently knew he wasn’t studying because of what he was going through. It was her, the one who was mentally there from the start.

Draco stared into the eyes of the girl who was dealing with his hard burdens, his hardships, and the rough edges of his life. She was sandpaper and he was the splintered wood, her sanding him down as she comforted him silently in the breeze. He found himself stepping back, watching as his father’s face twisted in disappointment, a snarl forming on his lips. Draco ignored it for the better, his fingers being held by his boat the kept him above the surface, preventing him from drowning.

At the end of those long years he did have that wife, watching her now as she softly swayed her hips to the quiet music playing, lips forming in a comforting smile he always liked to see as she cleaned a stain on a pan, her sleeves rolled up to her elbows. He then turned back taking a sip of his peppermint tea. His eyes found the fireplace, staring into the flames of his wants, watching as a piece of paper holding his father’s writing burned into ashes, the words of disapproval and disbelief fading into nothingness.

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colesawicn · 11 months

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happy father’s day to them 🌊☀️

#drarry #i miss them please #yk what they say #behind every girl is a long history of drarry fics #dads!drarry my favorite drarry #i live for the domestic life of my traumatized skrunklies okay #they deserve the world #draco malfoy #harry potter #malfoy-potter #enemies to lovers #enemies to friends to lovers to husbands #happy father’s day #drarry fanart #hp

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incorrect-malfoys · 1 month

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Lucius: If there's anyone that can get to the bottom of this kind of thing, it's me

Lucius: Why? Cause I'm the king of bottoms

#incorrect harry potter quotes #lucius malfoy #source: what we do in the shadows #incorrect malfoys season two: fewer tags and less beating myself up for missing a day #thank u for being patient while i had my break

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rewritingcanon · 1 month

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Gimme that opinion on Drastoria 🫰🫰🫰

as you wish pookinator 🫡

i know we have not a lot of information on astoria as a person, but the info we do have makes so much sense to me why draco fell so deeply in love with her. she was described as extremely kind, caring, and very open. she turned her back on pureblood traditions and beliefs— i don’ think yall get how big a deal that is. people make headcanons of the canon slytherin characters all the time but astoria is one of the only ones who genuinely fits the box of being a part of a noble pureblood family and rejecting their values (and she was probably in slytherin, which makes it ever rarer). she also seems extremely selfless— she wanted to have a baby just so draco wouldn’t be alone when she eventually died because she knew how hard it would be on him. draco had to turn against his own parents wishes and fight for their right to be married, which tells me astoria didn’t want to fight for herself and get in between draco’s relationship with his parents. considering draco’s character and all he sacrificed to honour his parents and have their approval, this was huge.

and then there’s that fucking letter bro. the one that draco writes to astoria on his birthday after she has passed away. HE STILL WRITES TO HER WHEN SHES GONE !!! this is like the equivalent of never deleting the number of someone who has died and letting the messages turn green because you know they wont respond but you’re doing it anyways because you miss them. ohhhhh im sick. draco loved her so so so much, she was his reason for redeeming himself and she gave him another reason to stay on that path once she was gone (scorpius).

i didnt mean for this to turn into such a rant in defense of drastoria but i’ve seen so many people complain about draco’s lack of a redemption arc and the fact that he gets with an unknown character instead of one of the main ones, but to me what we already have of drastoria is perfect. less ≠ bad ship.

tldr: draco and astoria make completeeeee sense.

#no one:#me: DRACO STILL WRITES TO HER ON HIS BIRTHDAYS BECAUSE HE MISSES HER SO MUCHHHHH AGHHHH #drastoria #draco malfoy #astoria greengrass #astoria malfoy #scorpius malfoy #harry potter #hp #hpcc #cursed child #harry potter and the cursed child #rewriting #ask #ship game

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