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Another self-indulgent post that is ✨cursed✨ from yours truly 💕
Slytherin boys as Leonardo DiCaprio memes. Why? No idea.
Hermione Granger
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“You can stop the act Malfoy; I know you’re hurting. Tell me how to help.”
“You can’t help me, Granger.”
Character mood board for my Werewolf Dramione fanfic.
Draco Malfoy
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“She smelt like cinnamon rolls and parchment paper. It was intoxicating.”
“I am no longer who I thought I was. I am something more. I have changed. Fear my wrath. Fear me.”
Character mood board for my Werewolf Dramione fanfic.
The Lovers
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“They collided. Again, again, and again. Their lips fought for dominance, their teeth clanged together and their tongues danced. His hand clutched the nape of her neck while his other hand tangled into her hair. Hermione moaned against his touch.”
A character mood board for Draco & Hermione for my Werewolf Dramione fanfic.
I am screaming! I love this premise and need more!
“I’m asking Theodore Nott to the Ball,” said Hermione, dumping her books on the desk. Ginny raised a brow.
“Do you even know who that is?”
“Oh, shush." Hermione took out an emerald green cover from the pile. “I found his sketchbook. The one that's always on his desk."
“Must be some wicked sketches if they've breached your Quidditch-player fever.” Ginny snatched it.
“I suffer from no such ailment,” she scoffed, but her smile gave her away. More seriously, she said, “I’m lonely, Gin.”
All jokes aside, Ginny felt it, too. “But what's so special about Theo Nott?” She didn’t get it. Hermione could have literally anybody.
“Look at the drawings.” Hermione grinned.
“You snooped?” Ginny tutted. “Naughty, Miss Granger.”
She flipped the cover, licking her fingertip to turn the thick pages with an exaggerated flair. “Shut up,” she cried a few pages in. “Shut up!”
“I know,” said Hermione. “There’s maybe a dozen of them in there.”
“And this doesn’t seem creepy to you?”
Hermione shrugged. “They’re harmless. Look, they’re all from a distance. See that one in the classroom? I think it’s from Transfiguration. My hair was braided like that one morning. They’re rather beautiful.”
Ginny sang out, “He liiikes you.”
She handed the sketchbook back, and Hermione began casting spells over it.
“What are you doing?”
“Locking it up.”
“Not only did you snoop, but you also broke his privacy charms?” Ginny’s grin widened.
"I'm Head Girl," she reasoned. "Simply monitoring."
Ginny kicked Hermione under the table, giving her the hurry-up-and-get-on-with-it eyes. Theo Nott had just entered the library with Malfoy, who seemed to have come from Quidditch practice.
Hermione finished casting her spells, then tousled her hair, pretending to study.
As the Slytherins passed by their table, Hermione called out innocently, “Theodore?”
Theo turned at the sound of his name, appearing confused, or maybe distrustful, when he realised it was Hermione. Odd for a bloke supposedly obsessed with her.
“I found your sketchbook,” she said, holding it up.
Malfoy stepped forward, hand outstretched. “That’s mine, actually.”
(340 words, prompt: that's mine actually, cross-posted from twitter, now illustrated by DamnOverdrive)
“Run,” he whispered immediately and took his wand in his hand. “Run immediately. He is back.”
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"You've got some nerve showing your face here," Ginny spat.
Draco's smirk widened into a mocking grin as he effortlessly sidestepped another spell. "Ah, but you see, dear Ginny, people like us never really change, do we? You should know that by now."
Chapter 2: HE IS BACK
Just a vibe collage of my work, hope you like it
Editing mode: ON! 🖋️📖
This song perfectly aligns with the mood of my next chapter. I can't wait to share it with you! (I will upload it soon!) ☺️
Hello everyone!
I'm very happy that so many of you have taken an interest in my writing. I'm excited to present this new chapter!
Lots of love: floranochta
I am in need of new songs to listen to when writing fight scenes! 😁🥰 pls send help!
This is the cutes thing ever...😍
HELP!
Someone pls make the crazy stupid love meme, where the four man are sitting next to each other, into the slytherin trio version :D
Ryan Gosling laughing is definitely Theo,
Steve Carell is Draco,
John Caroll Lynch is Blaize,
And Kevin Bacon (or LINDHAGEN) is Ron.. or anyone who was ever annoyed about the other three 🤣
Pls pls I am begging! And pls tag me 😅
Hello everyone! I'm back with Chapter 7, which might be a bit shorter than the previous ones because I decided to split what I had already written. This, of course, means that Chapter 8 will be coming soon :)
I really hope you'll enjoy it! Hermione and Draco might get a little closer, but of course, just a tiny bit; we're not rushing anywhere :D. Happy reading to everyone!
Kisses: floranochta
"Are you alright?" The question burst forth from the girl's lips, laced with genuine concern. Malfoy slowly turned back to her, his features etched with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity. With furrowed brows, he peered down at the girl sitting on the floor. "Why?" His response sounded almost like a growl.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54978154/chapters/140014660
Fractured Virtue - Chapter 7: DREAMING DARKNESS
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Annoyance flickered across Malfoy's face as he ran a hand through his tousled hair, a tumult of emotions swirling on his face. He took a deep breath. He seemed almost desperate, as if he were wrestling with something. His eyes darted towards the door, then back to the girl before him. Slowly, he opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again in silence. Hermione remained still, allowing him the space to grapple with his inner turmoil. She could almost see his internal struggle raging.
He looked torn, and tired and worn. As he looked into her eyes, she saw a reflection of her own inner battles mirrored back at her, a silent plea for understanding.
Malfoy turned away, his steps carrying him towards the wall where he leaned with a heavy sigh. He lowered his head. His broad shoulders rose and fell as he took a deep breath. His whole body trembled. Hermione couldn't take her eyes off him. The otherwise strong and fearsome figure now leaned against the wall, almost broken. She felt she had to do something, anything to help him.
She rose from her spot, her movements were tentative and quiet. With trembling fingers, she reached out towards him. After a moment's hesitation, she gently touched him. As her hand made contact with his back, a soft exhale escaped Malfoy, almost like a relieved sigh. Her hand almost merged with Malfoy's. She felt the trembling subside. She felt the warmth of his body, the muscles, and the anger coursing through him. It seemed as if the man too almost comfortably melted into the timid touch.
She could almost feel the loneliness, the lack of kindness, and the absence of touch roiling within him. She sensed the ache of his unspoken pain.
But the fragile moment shattered quickly as Malfoy pushed himself away from the wall, his eyes locking onto hers with a mix of fear and defiance. He stepped back.
"What are you doing, Mudblood?" His voice quivered with a vulnerability that belied his mocking face. With each word exchanged between them, tension crackled in the air.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/54978154/chapters/140014660
Oh my.. *****god. I have just received a comment on my fanfic. 🥹 Oh shit this is amazing.
(Sry I just had to share this with everyone.)
Hello everyone!
Here I am with Chapter 8, where Voldemort reappears and chaos ensues among the prisoners. Get ready because there might be a bit more action than before! Fortunately, Hermione gets to reunite with her friends again; I wanted to give her at least this little bit of happiness 😊.
Sending love: floranochta
Luna in Chapter 8 of my fic.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54978154/chapters/140104729
Chapter 8: THE DEATH LIST
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Hermione suddenly began to panic. If she hadn't truly felt it before, she was terrified now. The thin, bony figures bore the marks of years spent in Azkaban. Their faces were narrow and sunken.
Each step she took drew attention to herself, the weight of every gaze bearing down on her. With a pounding heart, she edged closer to Malfoy, but the man stepped forward and led her on. It seemed as though something had snapped within Hermione. The only comfort she found was in the man's presence, and now even that seemed to recede. Is he just playing another role again? Is he performing the death eater for the prying eyes upon them?
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