#sixth year

[inheartofwinter]

For Draw Drarry Badly Challenge 2024.

This is how Sixth Year should have been.

Honestly, I have been waiting (impatiently) for this challenge to come back. Love it! Everyone is so creative!

#draw drarry badly challenge #draw drarry badly #drarry #drarry art #sixth year #my draw drarry badly

[filthylittlepureblood]

Drarry in the half-blood Prince summarised

Totally not stalking him huh

...Hi 🧍 I know I kinda uuh.. disappeared bUT I have a reason:

school.

I'm not COMPLETELY back cuz school ends till November but I wanted to publish so take these doodles that I did cuz I was bored

#draco malfoy #harry potter #drarry #harry potter fanart #sixth year

[oxfordelise]

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Reflect

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Reflect

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Draco reflects on everything that happened when he was summoned and tries to recover on his own. Hermione realizes something that might, quite possibly, change everything.

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[voldemorts-tap-shoes]

Second submission for Era #1 of @cruelsummer-ficfest! This is a sequel to @adenei ‘s Should’ve Said No, so check that out if you haven’t already!

Mastermind

The ticking of the clock is endless as Ron sits on the sofa in front of the fireplace in Gryffindor’s common room. Not even his chess set can distract him anymore. It’s been hours, or so it seems, and Hermione’s still not back from the party.

The party they were supposed to attend together. Before he’d fucked it all up.

He’d known kissing Lavender was a bad idea from the get go, but he was too mad at the thought of Hermione snogging anyone else to care what the repercussions would be. Blind rage fueled his actions, and suddenly he was ensnared in a relationship with a girl he wasn’t remotely interested in.

He supposes that was the first time life has shown him a lot can change in one evening. Tonight is the second. Lavender is no longer his girlfriend. She made sure of that after Hermione’s scene earlier. Not that Ron cares. If anything, he’s happy to be rid of Lavender Brown, even if that means his ego has been bruised by a public dumping.

At least now he can confront Hermione in peace. And he won’t feel guilty if his eyes linger on her a little too long.

Ron never understood how the simple touch of a hand could send shockwaves throughout his entire body, making for some awkward situations if he wasn’t wearing robes or sitting without a book handy to conceal his lap. But after seeing Hermione emerge from the girls’ dorm in a stunner of a dress, it all clicked into place. He’d tried to play off his attraction as typical teenage boy stuff. When you’re best friends with a girl, you’re bound to feel something. Right?

After seeing her in that tight dress, showing off more skin than he thinks he’s ever seen, there’s no doubt in his mind he wants her. As more than just a friend.

Sure, she snogged Viktor, and he could still be pissed about her keeping that from him. And now he’d snogged Lavender, so they’re even. Did it have to come to that? No, probably not.

But maybe if Hermione had intended for tonight to be a date, then she should have made that clear from the start. It was unfair for her to accuse him of misinterpreting the meaning when she’d asked in the middle of a class. Even Harry couldn’t oppose that; it sounded like a pity invite. If there was another reason she wanted him to go other than for the sake of including him, she should have specified that.

‘But she did, you wanker.’

‘Sure, she did tonight. A lot of good that’s done, isn’t it?’

Ron shakes his head. He doesn’t need to engage in imaginary conversations. He needs to focus. Tossing his head back on the sofa, he closes his eyes and strategizes for the battle ahead. Every move needs to be carefully calculated. He needs to have a plan or he’ll fail for sure, losing his chance to make things right.

Just then, he hears the portrait hole creak open, the Fat Lady slurring and muttering something about curfews and how teachers shouldn’t be hosting soirees outside of strictly set hours.

If Ron wasn’t so annoyed with Hermione’s masterful scheme, he’d crack some joke about the Fat Lady just wanting to get drunk in peace, but he keeps his focus on the task at hand. Seconds later, Hermione appears in the common room, not bothering to look around as she makes a bee line for the stairs.

“Oi!”

Smooth, Ron.

He has no idea if that’s going to do anything to stop her, but his mind has gone blank. All because of that damn maroon dress and the way her hips sway—

“Yes?”

Ron can barely believe she stopped, let alone is waiting for him to respond. He needs to say something. She could disappear up to her dorm any moment, yet he can’t seem to arrange his thoughts as fast as he’d like.

“I—” He pauses, causing Hermione to huff and spin on her heel, continuing her trek toward the stairs, just as he’d feared.

Ron lunges forward, his arm outstretched as he latches on to her hand and pulls her to him.

“Ron, what are you—”

“We need to talk.”

She tugs her hand away but doesn’t make any other moves. It’s almost as if she’s ready for a fight. “Oh, do we? Does your girlfriend know you’re down here?”

“Don’t have one.” Maybe he should have kept her guessing a little longer, but something compels him to be open and honest for once.

With a scoff, Hermione crosses her arms in front of her chest. The stance accentuates her cleavage and Ron may spontaneously combust if he doesn’t look away.

Fucking hell. Does she even know what she’s doing?

“Please don’t lie to me, Ron. I’d rather suffer the silent treatment than be sheltered from the truth.”

“It is the truth! She dumped me after you told me I needed to go with you tonight then stood me up!”

“I did no such thing!”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Please.” She rolls her eyes. “I’d only be standing you up if you actually wanted to go. Clearly, you didn’t. Why would you when you could be snogging someone else’s face off?”

Merlin, she is so infuriating. “You think I’d rather be snogging Lav? Are you mental?”

“Am I? Sorry, but isn’t that what you’ve been doing for the last month?”

“Yeah, only because you snogged Viktor Krum!”

Even though the information slips out, it catches Hermione off-guard. Her eyes widen and eyebrows shoot toward the sky, lips parting ever so slightly that it has him thinking how easily he could just capture them with his own.

“I—excuse me?” And then, she somehow puts the pieces together. He’s seen that face before. It’s the same one she makes when she’s cracked a tough Runes code. “Do not tell me that the only reason you subsequently snogged and then dated Lavender was because Viktor kissed me once after the Yule Ball. Two years ago! Is that the reason you didn’t speak to me for two weeks?”

Oh, fuck.

“It wasn’t just because you snogged him!”

“Kissed.”

Of course, Hermione Granger would choose to argue the word itself and not the action. “What? Oh, bloody hell, does that even matter?”

“Yes, it does! Snogging is what you’ve been doing for a month now, in case you haven’t noticed. You two have been sucking each other’s faces off every second you get! At least I kept my affairs private and haven’t flaunted anything in your face. Not that it was anything worth flaunting. It was a goodnight peck on the lips that I wasn’t expecting nor did I want. And—”

White hot rage blinds Ron, severing his train of thought from their previous argument so he can only focus on the fact that she didn’t want it.

“Don’t tell me he fucking kissed you without permission,” he growls.

“Oh, that’s your takeaway from all of this?”

“Hermione…”

“It’s fine, Ron. He took the hint. No harm was done. Now, can we please focus on why you ruined everything?”

That snaps him out of it. “I ruined everything?”

“Yes. You stopped talking to me. You chose to go out with Lavender after committing to me. All because of something I did when I was fifteen. Honestly…”

“Committing—Hermione, what the fuck? You asked me in the middle of Herbology! You didn’t even specify that it was a date!”

Her face turns the color of her dress and he catches the tiniest stamp of her foot. “I shouldn’t have had to! I thought—after all summer—Merlin’s balls, Ron, you really are thick, aren’t you?”

Jaw dropping, Ron gapes at her. “Did you just—”

He has no words. His brain is broken. Hermione just said Merlin’s balls. Ron has never seen her this flustered before. He catches the slightest pout on her bottom lip and his primal instincts scream at him to pull her close and kiss it away, but he can’t. He won’t. Not yet.

In the midst of his inner turmoil, she finds her words and conveys her frustration as succinctly as possible. “Let me spell it out for you since earlier it wasn't clear enough to permeate your thick skull. Yes, I fancy you. Yes, I wanted you to be my date for the party tonight. And yes, I would have wanted that party to end in a kiss and quite possibly even a relationship. Instead, you stopped speaking to me, snogged my dormmate, and cast me—your best friend—to the curb.

“Well, guess what? Even if you didn’t feel the same way about me, I wasn’t going to lose my best friend. So, if forcing your hand and making you think you still needed to be my ‘plus one’ was the only way to get you to talk to me, then that’s what I did. Bonus points to me for getting Lav to dump you though. Who knew making a scene and having you think I was going to the party alone would work out this well for me?”

The slyest of smiles creeps wider on her lips as she divulges her diabolical plan, and Ron is stunned. Was there far more at stake here than he’d realized? Was he truly in jeopardy of losing her? And was this not just another row they’d get over eventually and at some point go back to normal?

Or was the whole purpose because she doesn’t want to go back to normal? Does he want to go back to normal? What is normal anyway? Just friends? Fuck that.

Hermione has made it perfectly clear what she wants and finally, Ron takes the hint. He doesn’t wait another second as he reaches forward, wraps his long, lanky arm around her midsection and pulls her close. When she tilts her head up to look at him, they’re nose to nose. Her eyes flicker to his lips and that’s all the confirmation he needs.

His head dips down and he captures her lips with his. The sweet and spicy taste of spearmint invades his senses. It’s so much better than the sticky sweet bubble gum flavor Lavender always had to have plastered to her lips. He should have known kissing Hermione would be so much better than he ever expected.

Her hands slide up his chest and wrap around his neck. His slip down to the small of her back, pulling her even closer than she was before, so that their bodies are pressed close. Ron never wants this feeling to end, but it does. Far too soon.

As Hermione backs away, he swears he hears her mutter “Checkmate” under her breath.

“Sorry?” he asks.

“Nothing.” But the smirk on her face tells a different story.

“No, you just said checkmate. Why?”

She glances at the fireplace and plays with the locks of hair at the nape of his neck. The sensation makes his knees go weak. He could get used to this. Fuck, he’s already used to this.

“I couldn’t lose. What if I told you none of it was accidental? The first night I saw you with her, I knew nothing was going to stop me. I laid all of the groundwork, and tonight, just like clockwork, the dominoes cascaded in a line.”

Despite the sincerity as she explains her entire plan, Ron bursts into laughter. He can’t help it. None of this should have surprised him at all, especially given her track record. From taking every possible class third year, to starting S.P.E.W. and spearheading Dumbledore’s Army. Even locking Rita Skeeter in a jar as a beetle. Nothing stops Hermione Granger from serving justice in her own way, and this is no different.

He can’t even be mad.

“Want to know a secret?” she whispers, bringing him back to the present.

“Always.”

She leans up on her tiptoes and murmurs in his ear. “I never even went to the party. I hid in the library.”

Ron simply gapes at her in disbelief. “You went to the library in that dress? You’re mental.”

If only he’d known, he would have sought her out. Perhaps they could have settled this hours sooner and spent all that time in between making up. Of course, none of that really matters now.

Planting a soft peck on his lips, she smiles. “I told you, I’m a mastermind. And now you’re mine.”

#romione #ron weasley #hermione granger #ron x hermione #romione fanfiction #fanfic #cruel summer fic fest #sixth year

[draqo-pctter]

never meant for good // an epistolary sixth year drarry

Sixth Year began much as Harry expected. His summer was cut short by the beginning of the Second Wizarding War, Fudge was fired from the Ministry, two Ministry employees were found dead, and Slughorn hardly agreed willingly to return to Hogwarts. Not to mention Draco Malfoy acting stranger than usual and attacking him on the Hogwarts Express. What wasn't expected was an enchanted note appearing on his bed the first night back at Hogwarts. For weeks, he didn't know who the sender was; only that, with each note that they exchanged, Harry was growing more attached to the carefully written letters folded in neat and tidy squares. When the sender turned out to be Draco Malfoy, and Harry ended up falling in love with him, the beginnings of war became even more complicated.

wip / weekly updates of 4 chapters until completion written for the @pbafest tags: sixth year, angst with a touch of soft, falling in love, promise of an eventual happy ending, mostly canon compliant

click here to read on ao3

#drarry #draco malfoy #harry james potter #draco x harry #harry x draco #draco malfoy x harry potter #harry potter x draco malfoy #drarry ff #drarry fanfic #drarry fanfiction #hp fanfiction #sixth year #ohthedrarry ao3

[dawnssky-moved]

#romione #aesthetic #sixth year

[imnotfunnysblog]

Guess what I wrote instead of working on my wips!

I wrote a fun sixth year au! Yay- now to actually write my wips (hopefully).

#ron weasley #hermione granger #romione #harry potter #hermione x ron #ron x hermione #ginny weasley #sixth year

[hisnigo2006]

Day in OK KO History - August 1 (2023)

It's the Sixth year anniversary!! Happy birthday ok ko=>

#ok ko #KO KO #ok ko let's be heroes #sixth year #Okko sixth year anniversary

[fanfictiondramione]

I know there's something in the wake of your smile I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yeah You've built a love but that love falls apart Your little piece of heaven turns too dark And there are voices that want to be heard So much to mention but you can't find the words The scent of magic, the beauty that's been When love was wilder than the wind I don't know where you're going and I don't know why But listen to your heart before... You tell him goodbye

(Listen To You Heart by Roxette)

No one said that loving would be easy, it's like overcoming the impossible at every step.

#dramione #draco malfoy #hermione granger #draco and hermione #draco x hermione #draco vs hermione #hogwarts #roxette #heart #love impossible #amor impossível #impossible love #books and libraries #fanfiction #fanfic #sixth year #amizade #friendship #love of war #malfoy

[damsel-in-mistress]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Hogwarts Sixth Year, Book 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Angst, Songfic, Death Eater Draco Malfoy

Summary: She wasn’t supposed to walk in on him. She was supposed to be tutoring some third-year half-wits, not catching him red-handed, clothes wildly strewn all over the floor while he was still at it.

On the bed.

With mussed-up hair and shock-widened eyes.

Unable to deny what he was doing.

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[milk-and-cold-custard]

I was not really effected emotionally by graduating and finishing school until like an hour ago I almost broke down because I will never have a no uniform day ago

#sixth year #graduation #idk other stuff doesn't affect me but the thought that I'll never get go wear jeans instead of school trousers into maths makes me weep

[the-francakes]

“Granger,” he warns.  His wand shakes. She takes another step. “Granger, I’m warning you,” he tries again, but his voice is now as weak and shaky as his grip on his wand.

She doesn’t reach out for his wand when she's close enough.  Her hand finds his face instead.  She cups his pale cheek, still damp with tears, and nudges him to look at her.

“Granger, stop,” he pleads, but his eyes are wet again, and his wand clatters to the floor.  

Or... What if Hermione was the one that found Draco in the 6th Floor bathroom?

LIKE DIAMONDS | complete, dramione, M, 3k

#dramione #hermione granger #sixth year #hp fanfic #Draco Malfoy

[sakughost]

Muggles Studies. Professor Charity Burbage had had enough of the other Professors calling her class the most boring one in the school. So she devised a plan - her seventh year class is to do a Muggle festivity for their final project. Dumbledore, finding out through the gossipy portraits of course, agrees heartily and suggests that the whole school should join in the fun.

Hermione's class was in a bind since all the good ones (haunted house, maid cafe, drama/play, music bands, etc) were already taken by the others. She already failed Divination; her pride would never recover if she also failed Muggle Studies. But then Lavender Brown excitedly suggests a Kissing Booth, and it seems most of the class agrees - but her.

Image by Dramiona in Pinterest

#harry potter universe #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #kissing booth #school festival #sixth year #hermione granger #draco malfoy #dramione #no voldemort au

[whitephoenix81]

Dumbledore: welcome everyone to another year at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore: please give us a warm hand to welcome professor Slughorn, who will be retaking his position as potions professor.

Scattered murmurs across the hall:

Dumbledore: and also, a congratulations to professor Snape, who will be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Slytherins cheer:

Harry, whispering: you were saying?

Ron, in a Palpatine voice: do it.

Hermione: Ronald!

Harry and Ron: sh!

Ron: Hermione, you're the one who set fire to Snape back in first year.

Harry: you also held Skeeter hostage.

Ron: you don't really have a leg to stand on.

Harry, looks at Ron: and people say that WE were a bad influence on HER.

Ron shakes his head, looks back at Hermione: honestly. Have they never met you?

Hermione: cool motive.

Harry and Ron, grins:

Hermione: still murder.

Harry and Ron: aw! But Mione!

Harry and Ron: Murder!

Hermione: no.

Harry and Ron pouting:

#harry potter #ron weasley #hermione granger #sixth year #cool motive still murder

[nondbamesnond]

sixth year @ hogwarts with the scamander brothers

this is the yr y'all start studying for the N.E.W.T.s

but of course theseus has already hit the books

he's hot shit at hogwarts man

i bet fifth years started a secret fan club for him

he's only got eyes for leta tho

she's got her heart set on newt

#disaster waiting to happen

newt steals food from the kitchens at night to feed the various beasts he's got stashed in his dormitory

"newt the mooncalf sh-t in my bed again" "bugger off i'm still potty-training him"

i looked at the fantastic beasts wiki and fkn hell—

💀 leta PICK ONE

#fantastic beats and where to find them #harry potter #theseus scamander #newt scamander #leta lestrange #hogwarts #fanfic #imagines #crimes of grindelwald #secrets of dumbledore #fbawtft #i might do a part 2 if this gains any attention #sixth year #scamander brothers

[nelweensfic]

Teenage love

For @drarrymicrofic song prompt "Burn" by Ray LaMontagne. @cluelesspigeons 😘

Cw : angst

Draco was breathing hard, almost ready to faint. The pain in his body felt like he was being burnt alive. His cheeks were burning too, but it was a bittersweet burn.

He was crying. 

Not from the pain, not from the blood leaving his body in this bathroom but because he saw Harry whispering something and then turning away. With fear in his eyes. With disgust. 

Yeah, Draco was a disgusting Death Eater. 

And yet, he was desperate to hear Potter saying his name, one last time. 

His body burnt. 

Draco's vision was now a blur. He saw a man stand beside him. Draco shut his eyes and was ready to let go. His last word before fainting was clear enough for the people around to hear. 

Potter. 

But when he opened his eyes again, when he walked to the Great hall again, Harry was there and Ginny in his arms. She kissed his cheek. 

Draco's heart burnt more than the pain he went through earlier. 

They looked at each other and Draco knew. He knew that sadness, that impossible love. Draco cried in silence while Harry ignored him, again. 

Love was like fire. If you were too close, you would burn. And Draco was on fire.  

#drarry #drarry microfic #nelweensfic #draco malfoy #sixth year #after sectumsempra cursed