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Hermione: why are threesomes only for sex
Hermione: why can’t I join in on a couples argument if I want to
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tenaciousgeckos · 6 months
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James: I need advice
Remus: With what?
James: With love. How did you know you were in love with Sirius?
Remus:
Remus: I'm in love with Sirius?
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goldandglittersblog · 3 months
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Draco: *does something dumb*
Hermione: You know, there's a 'u' in 'stupid' for a reason.
Draco: Oh yeah? There's an 'i' in 'stupid' as well.
Hermione:
Draco:*contemplates what he just said*
Crookshanks: *meows tauntingly*
Draco: F**K OFF YOU SQUISHED-FACE F**KER!!
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the sorting hat, barely touching my head for less than a second: THERAPY THERAPY STRAIGHT TO THERAPY
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I'd walk through fiendfyre for you, Hermione. Well not FIENDFYRE, because it's dangerous. But a super humid room. But not too humid, because my hair.
Draco (probably)
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Hermione ( being passionate about something)
Draco ( smitten) : " you're beautiful when you're like that granger. Marry me "
Hermione ( shocked and blushing) : " what ? "
Draco ( surprised too ) : " what ?!"
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rosezrdead · 6 months
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Hermione: I said I want SOME sweets, Malfoy...
Draco: Yeah, and I got you some.
Hermione: I wanted A sweet!
Draco: So?
Hermione: I didn't want you to buy the whole bloody shop!!!
Draco: is that not the same thin -
Hermione: NO!
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incorrectdramione · 1 year
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Blaise: Malfoy will never agree to this.
Hermione: Sure he will!
Blaise: He already said no three times.
Hermione: Okay, watch a master at work.
Hermione: [turning to Malfoy with a puppy dog look] Can we—
Draco: Yes
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moondustinfj · 2 years
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*Draco helping Blaise sit up after he got hit during the war*
Draco : HE'S BLEEDING OUT DOES ANYONE HAVE TYPE A BLOOD IN HERE?!
Ron *rushing over to them* : I do-
Blaise *lying back immediately* : Let me die
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oxfordelise · 3 months
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Incorrect Harry Potter Quotes
Ginny : I'm cold
Harry : *hands Ginny his jacket*
Hermione: I'm cold
Ron: well damn Hermione I can't control the weather
Draco: *snaps his fingers and the sun comes out and it's hot outside*
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Draco: *getting down on one knee and pulling out a ring* Hermione, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?
Hermione: *pouting* Oh…
Draco: *face reddens*
Hermione: *lips quivering* I’ve thought…
Draco: *sweats*
Hermione: *trying to blink back tears* Is this the surprise you’ve been talking about?
Draco: *nods reluctantly*
Hermione: *tears streaming down her face* I… I… I’ve thought you’ve been talking about gifting me the first edition of Hogwarts: A History I’ve eyed in your library.
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Harry: “you’re so funny” thanks I was a child soldier
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viridianphile · 1 year
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7th yr., dramione, fluff, rivals, down bad Draco
Draco just wants to sleep in his quarters, skip his classes and dream and dream and dream.
He hates seeing his classmates, hates their mindless talk about who fancies who, and most of all hates having to see her in flesh.
As she shoots up a know-it-all hand, starts parting her plump lips to answer, her annoying voice reverberating around his skull, he might as well combust on the spot.
Especially if he has to deal with his problem. This particular problem, he figured, the only way to solve it is to sleep it all away.
Which he did, but to make matters worse, he sees her in his dreams, EVERY. SINGLE. FUCKING. TIME.
And things always end up the turn for the worse. Always the worse (for lack of better word). He gets to wake up with the lingering thought of her in his newly minted state of wakefulness and a raging hard-on.
It is a problem, yes indeed.
Which begs the question, why does Draco Lucius Malfoy want to sleep and sleep and sleep?
It is obvious really, he’s definitely infatuated with her, his subconscious unconsciously dreaming of her.
But quite literally, in vulgarized fashion; Draco Lucius Malfoy lusts for Hermione Jean Granger.
And he doesn’t want to admit it yet.
“Draco, fuck you, wake up,”
He groans in his sleep.
Theo slapped the supple cheek of his bare arse “Look at that fucking kinky arse! I bet you fell asleep touching yourself all day thinking of Granger. Is that why you didn’t go to class yesterday?”
Draco immediately springs up, head still groggy and confused. Theo mussed his already messy bed hair, “I understand mate, the snakes understand,” he tuts compassionately.
“Understand wha—?” Malfoy blinks, until everything dawned upon him.
“What the fuck are you doing here Not?!”
Theo raises his palms up defensively.
“Uh—your girl’s waiting for you, and I being your faithful wingman came to pick you up and tell her your undying love,” he then places a diplomatic hand over his heart solemnly.
“My girl? Which girl? What girl?” Draco aka “completely lost” Malfoy throws the dark haired boy a skeptical look,”Last time I checked I was single with an idiot henchman for a best friend”
“Merlin to Draco, it’s Granger, the love of your life? She literally confessed her love for you in front of the whole class under the influence of a veritaserum”
“You’ve got to be kidding”
“No. You missed the chance to witness the legendary confession of the swot to her equally swotty rival”
Malfoy must be dreaming, that couldn’t be real. Theo can’t be real, this must be another dream. Granger’s involved, *again*, so it has to be, right?
He was lost for words, staring into space. Until he slapped himself to reality.
*Holy shit that hurt*
“So then what?” excitement assaults his nerves but apprehension devoured the rest of it.
“Then fly away my little butterfly, spread your wings and chase for the nectar of your dreams! Go before she changes her mind!”Theo spreads his arms dramatically, he has the spunk for theater.
Draco hurriedly gathers himself to leave but reaches back towards his henchman, “Wait, fuck, give me your pants.”
Oh right, he forgot.
Draco swiftly accio’d Theo’s pants and quickly fastened himself to decency. Theo merely let him and pats a proud father’s hand on Draco.
“Go my little soldier, this is your war—“before Theo finishes, Draco already left the chambers to chase for Granger, his dearest rival and apparently…the love of his life?
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“Granger!”
“Malfoy?”
Granger stops in her tracks while Draco collects himself until he’s back in proper circulation.
One huge gulp of air and he’s back on his knees, a look on Granger and he’s a pathetic flustering idiot. But backing down isn’t an option and so…
“You…you fractured me to my undoing. My soul cripples at the mere thought of you. You make me lose my mind, the greatest tragedy of mine. Granger…I think I might be also in love with you…”
Hermione blinked, eyes wide. What did she just hear? If this what they call…a confession?
But seriously, from Malfoy? Her rival? The bane of her existence? The annoying fly who pests her academic endeavors, everywhere she goes?
But a pretty handsome fly too though…
An unexpected blush creeps up to her cheeks, and wait a minute…what’s with this sudden burst of emotion? Why is he looking at her like he’s about to beg on his knees for her?
He’s absurd. His unnecessarily poetic monologue’s absurd…too sudden. And are those Theo’s dress pants he’s wearing?
“Malfoy…what…I…are you serious?”
This Hermione, the brightest witch of her age, suddenly lacked the sense to speak.
Draco stops, his heart taking a sudden lurch.
“But..Theo..”
Hermione’s pulse flutters.
“What about Theo, hmm?”
He just realized.
“I’m gonna kill that fucking bastard”
That jerk tricked him.
And surprisingly it worked.
(End)
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goldandglittersblog · 5 months
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McGonagall: Did you just give 10 points to Mr. Malfoy for being too handsome?
Snape: Get off your high horse. You play favourites too.
McGonagall: No one can accuse me of being partial towards anyone.
Snape: Oh really?
McGonagall: Yes. I love Ms. Granger and all the non MS. Grangers equally.
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ayaka-arts · 8 months
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This poor man 🥹
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justheretopetyourdog · 3 months
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Hermione: You're a horrible person.
Draco: Maybe. But I'm rich and I'm pretty, so it doesn't really matter.
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