Rita Skeeter: Im Gonna Ask You To Be Respectful Here.

Rita Skeeter: I’m gonna ask you to be respectful here.

Harry: I will politely decline.

Draco doesn’t believe in miracles.

He’s five years old and his favourite peacock just died. He’s crying and he asks his father to make it come back.

Coming back from the dead is a miracle and miracles don’t exist, Draco. And act like a man. Men don’t cry.

Draco never dared to ask for a miracle to happen again. He wants to be a man. He wants to be like his father.

Now Draco’s twenty-four.

He looks across the room and meets green eyes. Messy black hair. Round ‘out-of-fashion’ glasses.

Everyone’s looking at those same green eyes. But only Draco’s getting their gaze back. Only Draco’s getting the smile spreading on that face.

There, Draco thinks. Miracle.

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For @drarrymicrofic February prompt, Miracle.

Draco : I love you with every inch of my dick ;)

Harry :

Harry : That's a lot of inches

Harry: I hate you with every inch of my body!

Draco:

Draco: That's not a lot of inches.

Technically, Hermione did help by keeping Harry and Ron alive for the past few years.

If you kiss two of the Golden Trio then you have to kiss all three, I don’t make the rules, Fleur!!

gorgeous 🥺

🦁