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she/her ⟡ over 21 ⟡ mdni hp ⋆˚࿔ drarry focused ✦ art and more i don't support jkr in any way shape or form

[valushk4]

Fanart from Foundations!verse :3

[guramegoreng]

Cats drarry for line art and colouring practice! | ref

[viria]

a choice to be made (Grimmauld Roommates AU)

[supmilger]

Welcoming a New Day

[mys0rka]

my fan fiction sketch (ФωФ)

[vkeyqqq]

[saturnsconstellation]

sophi you’ve never disappointed me, i have been fed.

art by : @/sophithil on insta

[ejcarpe]

pockets

@drarrymicrofic | 191 words | prompt: bound

Harry checks his pockets (for the tenth time this morning.) Keys, wallet, wand, and portkey. (Five minutes until it takes him to the Ministry, right into the Wizengamot, bypassing the reporters.) 

In the other pocket is the vial of Snape’s memories (foggy, pulled from his own muddled head, as he already gave the originals to Kingsley. Still, can’t hurt to have a backup of the evidence.)

Lastly, Malfoy’s wand. (Eager to return to its owner. Leaving Harry a sad step parent. He runs his hand over the handle and shudders at the feel of it, cold sparks on his palm.)

“I don’t understand why you’re even bothering,” Ron grumbles (for the twentieth time this morning.) “Malfoy wouldn’t piss on you if you were on fire.”

Harry shivers, blinks too hard. (He was on fire, in a way. That day, at the Manor.) He manages to mutter, “I’d rather he not piss on me, to be fair.”

Ron rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean. You’re stressing out over nothing. Let the git follow his daddy to Azkaban, I say.”

(Four minutes until the portkey activates.) Harry checks his pockets again.

[housegoblin]

new look

[draykray]

Feeling sappy about found family lately 🥹

[yumeurl]

inspired by my friend who cosplayed as harry recently and this was roughly our height gap

[slyssnakes]

sassy draco

[thelockedcircle]

Proof of passage, proof of play...

[slyssnakes]

domestic

[darkomillefeuille]

[eeniiart]

Soft kisses <3

[mzuul]

The Kiss of Death