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gwynvys a day ago
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Study date 馃寵馃尶
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nadiapolyakova 2 days ago
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Draco realized with merciless clarity that he had never looked at any woman with the eyes of love before her...
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a3enaluvgood a day ago
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Inspired by @lovesbitca8
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lawliettantei 2 days ago
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鈥煋糕
I bet you 10 galleons you鈥檒l blink.
Just smile, Granger.
~ This fanart was inspired by Kaia Gerber and Austin Butler鈥檚 2022 Met Gala debut as a couple! They were simply beautiful and gave Dramione vibes for sure! 鉂わ笍
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alexandra-emerson 2 days ago
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Chapter 13 Posted
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regretful-prince 2 days ago
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Thirty One Ruminations
Written for @microficmay鈥 2022 : [ Draco POV + 50 word prompts ] Prompt 25: Pain and Pleasure | Dramione | Read on AO3 CW: Depression
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Draco paces, counting the minutes.
All his little joys in life, extinguished-- like some insidious House Elf snuffed out all the candles. When she isn't there, depression leaves everything dark.
Finally, Granger arrives.
Dinner. Banter. Understanding. Comfort.
Light.
Against lips, he whispers, "Stay, Hermione..."
She lets him know pleasure, again.
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dramioneswaki 16 hours ago
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Truths and Tiramisu by @adasttrawrites 馃嵃馃 my first book in the One-Shot Library! Follow me on insta of you want to see progress of this collection.
And check out this story and give Tina some love 鉂わ笍 she deserves it!
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lepra-art 19 hours ago
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Night Verses | AceOfBraids
"Hermione walked closer to him and gently grabbed his wrist. He could smell her perfume again and felt his stomach turn. 鈥淒raco, I can see how miserable you were. Why don鈥檛 you let me show you a good time instead?鈥
That perfume. That dress. That suggestive way she said his name. This new Hermione had drawn him in completely. Pretending to resist any further would be impossible.
鈥淪ure. Why not?鈥
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rizzlewrites 22 hours ago
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I wish that in the afterlife, Mercer is waiting for Padma when she arrives, and they go for gelato on their first date :')
In honour of Padma/Mercer from LIATOTZA, here's a What If (They Lived) one-shot.
The characters are fictional, but the gelato bar and its amazing flavours are 100% real. The best flavour is peanutzilla, by the way (I will fight you).
Non-explicit, 908 words.
Pink was not his colour.
To be fair, Alec wasn't dressed in pink, his button down shirt was more of a medium magenta if you wanted to get technical, but unfortunately magenta wasn't his colour either. He had a naturally pink cast to his pale complexion, courtesy of his French ancestry on his mum's side. This went very badly in the Australian summer and no amount of slip slop slapped sunscreen could prevent him from burning up at the beach.
Dr Padma Patil did not have this problem. She had beautiful dark skin that looked and felt like warm satin and she was resplendent in any colour under the sun. She was currently in Sydney attending a conference and Alec had nearly fallen off his office chair when she rang to tell him.
The magenta shirt had been one of those spur of the moment purchases made when Alec was feeling confident and suave. When it came to Padma, it wasn't often that Alec felt either of these things, so he had forced himself to go through with the purchase. His colleagues at the Faculty gave his shirt and chinos ensemble the thumbs up, which in hindsight ought to have been warning enough. Alec's colleagues were all basement dwelling Morlock-types who came to work in boardshorts and Crocs. Why on earth did he take fashion advice from them? Not that the crowd at Cow and The Moon would care. Located in Sydney's village suburb of Enmore, it was full of quirky, eclectic types.
"There you are!" said a lilting, slightly breathless voice.
Padma Patil slid into the barstool beside him. Five-foot five inches, a sleek black waterfall of hair that fell to her waist, enormous brown eyes and a figure that made his accent twice as thick. She was dressed far more casually than Alec, in jeans and a bright white, fitted t-shirt with an asymmetrical hem. It wasn't the sort of t-shirt you washed, dried and folded. This was the sort you dry-cleaned and hung in your closet.
"Hi," he said. "Did you have trouble finding the place?"
She smiled. "Nope. It stands out." Her eyes took in the pink magenta shirt. "And so do you. That is a bold colour choice for you, Dr Mercer. I'm loving it."
It was true. He was normally a dark, Lowes polo t-shirt sort of guy. He was even wearing cologne. The last time he had put this much effort into anything, he'd come out the other end with a PhD.
"Have you ordered?" she asked, peering at the selection of gelato.
Her long hair fell across his arm as she leaned over. Even after more than year of working together, and then another year of occasional catch-ups with various members of Project Christmas, it took effort not to be a massive weirdo and visibly inhale the scent of her hair.
Padma Patil smelled like rosewater and honeysuckle. These were very advanced scents for Alec to identify and he was quite proud of himself.
"No way I'm ordering for you," he said, when he remembered that he'd been asked a question. "The selection process is part of the whole experience."
She hummed. "Oooh, yes. Look at all all of them! And you say they'll let me sample whatever I want?"
There was nothing inherently sensual about what she just said, but it still hit him like a battering ram. Alec figured Padma could achieve the same result if she read aloud the ingredients label on the back of a can of cat food.
They treated the sampling process like any other experiment. It was systematic and the same scorecard variables were applied to each flavour. It took her no time at all to narrow down her preferences, which, as far as Alec could surmise, tended to gravitate towards fruity flavours.
Twenty minutes later, Padma was professing her eternal love and devotion to the three scoops of gelato in her bowl - Cherrymania, Elderberry and Queenslanda.
"Merlinnnnn," she said, having taken another bite of Cherrymania. "You weren't kidding about this place."
Alec ordered what he usually did at Cow and The Moon - Strawberry Balsamic Pannacotta and a lot of it. "I never joke about gelato."
"Can I try some of yours?" she asked. Her eyelashes were so long, they cast shadows on her cheeks.
"Please." He was about to nudge his bowl towards her when he saw her lower lip fall open slightly, and the twinkle of expectation in her dark eyes.
Oh. Oh.
Hoping the blush on his face could be explained away as the unfortunate reflection from his shirt, he loaded up his spoon and fed her some SBP.
"Mmmmmmmmmohhhmygod."
Yes, he thought, blinking. God.
"I'm so glad we finally got to do this. I was looking for an excuse to come to Sydney for ages."
"And the conference provided that opportunity," he surmised.
Padma dipped her own spoon into his SBP to get another taste. A lock of her hair slid off her shoulder and was about to brush against the sticky spoon. Without thinking, Alec caught it and gently tucked it behind her ear. Padma didn't visibly blush, but he saw her eyes darken.
"The conference was the convenient excuse, Luthor," she said, from under her lashes.
Alec swallowed. "And how long does this conference go for?"
"Not nearly as long as my three month visa." She smiled at him. "Know any other cool gelato places we could visit?"
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gloivy 2 days ago
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Tiny Windows into Other Worlds
a drabble and micro-fic collection with varying themes, plots, pairings, and characterisations. Mostly dramione-centric.
Read now on AO3
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draconisxmalfoy 4 months ago
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Tom Felton and Emma Watson in Harry Potter 20th Anniversary: Return to Hogwarts 聽
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nadiapolyakova a day ago
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He grinned, winked again, leaning against the wall of the cell.
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tehtariks 4 months ago
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"Between the ages of 10 and 12, I had a really terrible crush on Tom Felton. We love a bad guy, and he was a few years older and had a skateboard. And that just did it, really. He used to do tricks on it. He was so cool." | HARRY POTTER: RETURN TO HOGWARTS
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fandomrantsandtwittertakes 5 months ago
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tinyeggyolk 4 months ago
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the way kid tom drew god as a cool girl with a backward cap on a skate board is absolutely聽iconic,聽but the fact that years later we see tom teaching a backward cap wearing emma how to ride a skate board is just the cherry on top
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lost-in-fictionn 6 months ago
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Yes.
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djappleblush a year ago
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Writers don't get to rest.
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bladesrunner 3 months ago
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"Emma and I have always loved each other, really."
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deckerstargazing 5 months ago
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Emma Watson and Tom Felton trying to murder the fandom being the cutest best friends duo behind the scenes of Harry Potter reunion
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oabf45 4 months ago
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I'm sorry for the person that I will become, but this is all I will be talking about for the rest of my life.
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Just.....THEM
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