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Under the willow tree...
Inspired by "Crimson Seeds" by @liaredrose
You are not going to leave me alone in this world.
Crimson Seeds by Lia Redrose
Art by anthonyisback_80
A dark romance where Draco Malfoy finds out power is not the only thing he wants. And it’s not the one he craves the most.
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A dark romance where Draco Malfoy finds out power is not the only thing he wants. And it’s not the one he craves the most.
READ IT HERE
A dark romance where Draco Malfoy finds out power is not the only thing he wants. And it’s not the one he craves the most.
READ “MY LITTLE THING” ON AO3
A dark romance where Draco Malfoy finds out power is not the only thing he wants. And it’s not the one he craves the most.
READ “MY LITTLE THINGS” HERE ON AO3
Hello everyone.
I think some of you have noticed I haven’t updated my stories in a while. They are not abandoned, I will finish them. I’ve been a silent reader of Dramione for something like 15 years. Before writing in English I wrote and shared fic in my mother tongue. I have always loved Harry Potter and I have always adored Dramione. It’s just that - and I have to confess I it with a heavy heart - it has become difficult to find joy in writing - and sharing - Dramione. To me writing has always been a way to escape reality and enter the fantasy world that reins in my mind. Well, that world has zero limits. Now whenever I write a Dramione I have to fathom how some people might twist what I write and be personally offended.
It has becoming annoying. I know that some might say: it’s on the internet; brace yourself for criticism. Yeah, you are right but that does not allow people I don’t even know to insult me. I have been told to cure my fat-phobia - I didn’t even know that was a thing - because I wrote Hermione didn’t like Dudley. The fact I wrote she also didn’t like him because he was a moron was apparently irrelevant. Some people were concerned by the fact Hermione believed herself to be a slut for her behaviour so they launched themselves into a campaign to accuse me. Again, the fact she had had a previous sexual relationship that had affected her way of thinking was not relevant. I have been accused of being a racist because in one of my stories Draco decided to go by MUDBLOOD as a muggle rockstar. There is a reason that I haven’t yet explained in the story so I won’t write it here. Besides, comparing muggle au to racism it’s such a ludicrous thought that I am honestly speechless. In a comment someone wrote and I’m quoting here “Careful not to make this into a smut without plot”. I also had to defend a story and waste time I could have been using to write to stop a stupid quarrel.
We don’t know each other, but I’m only patient with my son and with my students. This is a hobby, so I have zero patience here. My heart is broken because I love this fandom. I met wonderful people thanks to Dramione and I will be forever grateful. But enough is enough. I want to reassure my readers that I will finish Crimson Seeds and MUDBLOOD because I love those stories and I want them to have a closure. Then I’m done. I’m writing the next chapters, but - for all the reasons listed before and more - I’m doing it slower than before. I truly hope this fandom will get back to its former glory because it was a fantastic place to be.
I love you all.
Yours,
Lia
P.S. This was just meant to inform my readers so please don’t turn my words in something they are not. Thank you
MUDBLOOD
A Dramione FF ON AO3
Link HERE
“You are not going to leave my sight,” was what she drawled in a voice that admitted no retort as she walked by Malfoy’s side. To preserve what was left of her over-tested sanity, Hermione opted to momentarily ignore the fact she was wearing sunglasses in a typical grey London morning. And a cap, naturally. How could she forget the cap?
The wizard by her side instead was not bothered by the more than obvious insanity. He cocked his head to the side to watch her and smiled.
“I like it clingy. Shall we hold hands too?”
MUDBLOOD
A dramione Fanfic on AO3
Link HERE
Hermione Granger is one of the most competent Aurors in the DMLE. She is great at her job and a rule model. That's why she does not understand why fate has decided to punish her by assigning her the protection of a surely insane Draco Malfoy who has fled the wizarding world to become a rockstar.
Extract from Chapter 1:
“Good morning, Malfoy,” she greeted him, her tone so extremely polite considering their last interaction had been when one of his friends had tried murdering her.
He did not reply, too busy dislocating his jaw by gaping. Not that Hermione didn’t share the sentiment, yet she had much work to do.
“Chief Robards informed me you were expecting me to come here today.”
Malfoy blinked several times, almost as if he was thinking her presence was nothing but a hallucination. Again, totally understandable.
“You accepted?” He asked, incredulous.
What a terrible day to be alive.
“In these walls”
A Dramione fanfic on AO3
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“I’m sorry for all I’ve done to you. I’m sorry for how I made you feel. And I’m sorry for all the things I will do to you even though I don’t want to.”
Granger smiled at him. It was not the heartfelt smile Draco had seen painted on her lips when she talked to the Ravenclaw, a motion galaxies away from the joyous curl up. It was different. It was more. It was true. It was something that came from the way her pupils quivered when she looked at him.
“It’s okay. I forgive you. Just remember to forgive me when I will hurt you too even though I don’t want to.”
Hogwarts Era Dramione because why not!
“In these Walls” - A Dramione Fic on AO3
Chapter 18: Beautiful
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He bobbed his head down and silently walked back to his bed, letting his whole being being devoured by the monster ravaging from the inside.
For if there was something life had taught him was that Draco Malfoy did not deserve beautiful things.
Crimson Seeds - Dramione fic on AO3
Chapter 61: read it HERE
In 2003 Lord Voldemort won the war against the Order of Phoenix, destroying what was left of it. Seventeen years later, Draco Malfoy is an alcoholic who lives alone in a decaying Malfoy Manor with nothing else to keep him company but his solitude. Everything changes when a long believed dead witch is dragged to Azkaban and to save her from a future worse than death, Draco must take her with him.
Excerpt from Chapter 61:
Hermione did not reply straight away, her amber eyes pointed at him with gravity and seriousness in them.
“Do you know what our biggest mistake was?”
Draco set his jaw. “I really can’t decide. The list skirts infinity.”
“Not trusting anyone,” was Hermione’s quiet reply. “We’ve always been so afraid of losing what we had that we let no one know it.”
“We couldn’t have.”
“Yes, we could have. But we’ve never been too good at trusting anyone but each other,” she retorted.Â
Shipping fictional characters isn’t representative of your moral values. It’s representative of your particular psychic damage and the themes and motifs that haunt you. Hope this helps.
“Crimson Seeds” - A Dramione Fanfic on AO3
Chapter 60
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“You are still the boy I fell in love with.”
Draco paused the intricate spellwork to cradle his wife’s face between his palms. When he kissed her, his tongue caught the salt of the sea too.Â
It tasted like careless days.
Like sweets ate on hot summer days.
Like running on a beach.
Like a date in a palace of light.
“And you are still the love of my life.”
“In These Walls” - a Dramione FF on AO3
Read it HERE
“I’m not a hero, Granger. I don’t sacrifice what I want to save others,” he murmured, not failing to notice the distance between their lips had shortened though he could not tell who was responsible for that. “You should have not trusted me.”
“Crimson Seeds” - A Dramione FF on AO3
“I almost lost you again because of his lies and secrets.”
“Draco…”
“What?”
“Who are we to blame someone for lies and secrets?”
READ IT HERE