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Eighth Year - Drarry Fic Part 4

The weeks crept on at Hogwarts and before you knew it, quidditch season was upon them. Harry was filled with new excitement at the prospect of having an uninterrupted quidditch season. He was sure to help Gryffindor fly to the top and secure the cup. He and Ginny were co-captains this year, and tryouts had gone brilliant. Ron even made the team again! Another great thing about quidditch is that it was something Harry and Draco actually had in common. The two boys would wake up together and get ready for practice, trudging through morning dew on the pitch. Draco had even lent Harry his broom polish, and in return Harry had given him some tips on broom stabilization.

It was after a particularly fun scrimmage that the two Seekers had a profound moment. They were in their room, changing out of their sweaty uniforms that Harry again noticed Draco’s silvery scars. In the spirit of their new-founded familiarity with each other (friendship was still a strong word) he decided to ask Draco about it.

“Malfoy, how’d you get those scars on your chest?” The grey eyes looked up at him and Draco’s face turned tense and cold. Harry thought he was going to get ignored, but to his surprise Draco opened his mouth to speak.

“My house was broken into over the Summer. Crazed half-bloods who were mad at my parents. Said they were fans of the Order of the Phoenix and I should rot. It was some sort of spell I’d never heard of.” Draco paused and Harry saw his face contort in pain, making his sharp features more vicious. “Something similar to sectumsempra.” Draco stared harshly at the floor, unwilling to meet Harry’s gaze.

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Eighth Year - Drarry Fic Part 3

Chapter 3

The rooms in the new suite were nice. They were spacious. Harry thought it would be nice to have as much room to himself as possible. Draco was moving across the room organizing his things, his movements were brash and quick. He made up his bed, hung his clothes, and put a few keepsakes on his desk. Harry was sprawled on his bed pretending to read his quidditch book. Even though it was their first day, and not much has happened yet, he was exhausted. He had helped Hermione and Ron fix their room up and placed his things in the joint bathroom. Having his best friends so close relieved him a bit. So far, Draco was pretty quiet. He’d only insulted Harry’s things a few times.

Draco was trying to ignore Harry Potter as best he could. He was trying to keep busy, neurotically tinkering with every detail of the room. His mother had told him to send an owl once he was settled, and he was thinking of what that letter would look like.

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[coldalbion]

[youtubethumbnails]

[pissvortex]

you can turn it off but only once

[straightboyfriend]

being sentient sucks i wish i was a croissant

[diarygirls]

me with 0 drinks in me, unprompted: lorde literally INVENTED the sad indie girl pop sound that artists like alessia cara and halsey are using today when she was only fifteen years old and the reason royals was such a hit was because it sounded like nothing else on the radio or the charts at the moment and for someone who has been so influential she is criminally underappreciated in this essay i will

[supermoviemaniac]

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Happy Holidays!

By the way, Iron-Man 3 is technically a Christmas movie so…

[dankmemeuniversity]

[jamesandthedog]

McGonagall: Where is Mr. Potter this time? He’s late.

Sirius: Oh you know, the usual, running around Forbidden Forest like an animal.

McGonagall: Do I look like I’m joking Mr. Black?

Sirius: Do I?

[thekingweasley]

Has this been done?

[timetravelingtaco]

[reclaimingtwilight]

[darkforestimagines]

me, watching the wolves shift: fuck the law of conservation of mass, i guess

[thecullenclan]

Imagine a ray of sunlight falling on Rosalie’s face and she’s nervous but a cute girl tells her that she loves her highlighter and that she looks beautiful 

[harry-strickland]

my contribution to the twilight renaissance (1/?)

[meetmeatmidnightsblog]

Alice & jaspers wedding dance in breaking dawn part one.