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starsmaiden:
ASTORIA
snow was one of astoria’s favourite weathers, especially one of the seasonal ones. it’s something that appeared less and less as the years went by. the coldness and having to wrap up in hats and scarfs ( along with the need to ingest hot chocolate most days. ) is something she always looked forwards. also it didn’t help that she loved how beautiful things looked touched by snowflakes.
that’s why she had decided to walk to draco’s rather than just apparating inside, beside where’s the sense of surprise in that? nerves wrecked through her body even though she knows she didn’t have any reason to be nervous. it is only draco after all but that didn’t stop the blush from creeping onto her cheeks when the door opened and she was welcomed with the view of the ex-slytherin prince. and she could never help but smile every time she laid eyes on him.
❝ we should technically wait until tomorrow morning but i want you to open it now. ❞ hands push it into his , but now she regrets it because her own hands are now idly. ❝ you got me a present too? well you surprise me every time draco. … are you going to let me in? ❞ she teases.
CHRISTMAS just doesn’t hold the whimsical charm of his childhood anymore . the malfoys were never a family to sing carols or bake cookies ( things draco wouldn’t want to do anyway ) but even to a sheltered child the season brought unparalelled joy . on his own , now , he’s barely stopped to consider the looming holiday amongst other more pressing matters . it’s astoria that somehow always manages to slow things down and re - focus his perspective .
“ screw waiting until tomorrow , ” he scoffs , tucking the carefully wrapped package under one arm as he reaches for the door . as much as he’s secretly enjoying her closeness on the small step , the chill of a frigid winter is much less inviting .
the foyer — if it could be called that — is not any bigger , but its WARMTH pulls a quiet sigh from draco’s lips . “ your gift is in the lounge , ” he continues while removing his shoes , standing up straight then to slowly unwind the fuzzy checkered scarf from around her neck . the redness of her nose and overall blustery appearance reveals that astoria walked her way over , a thought that brings an amused smile to draco’s lips ; leave it to astoria to go the long way instead of a second’s apparition .
wistcrias:
LUNA
❝ 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠? ❞ her eyes peer at him, a silvery blue broken only by the few manic tendrils that fall across her face at varying lengths. ❝ you look unrested… maybe some bluebell tea? no sugar, otherwise you’ll have terrible dreams. but you should only let it steep for three minutes at most, or else the faeries will smell it. they like bluebells and will be tempted by the color of your hair. it’s like moonlight, you know. ❞
JUST HER VOICE sets his nerves on edge , an airy tittering so unlike the blunt and forceful nature he’s used to . paired with such ridiculous ramblings , it’s enough to drive any sane creature mad . “ must you always share such nonsense ? save your breath ! ”
tragediiea:
NARCISSA
hollow ache constricts the emptiness felt within her chest , his words hit hard but it’s not like it’s not to be expected … no matter how much she tried to hide him from the horrors and evil of the world , it was to no avail . there’s a glimmer of exasperation within gaze , it’s the last thing a mother wants to hear . ❛ draco , please . don’t say that . we all have our demons to face , but I tried … I tried to keep you safe from all this . ❜
RIGID SHOULDERS turn away , a shield of flesh and bone against the hurt that radiates through the broad space between them . he will not feel pain , will not show sorrow . . . but his show of anger is slowly bowing beneath the heavy cross he’s carried . “ you FAILED , ” comes the harsh reply , punctuating the air like nails on a raw wound .
ledspew:
HERMIONE
“ ⠀draco ⠀! ⠀ ” ⠀ witch ⠀ steps ⠀between ⠀ the ⠀slytherin ⠀ prefect ⠀and ⠀the ⠀cowering ⠀ first ⠀ year ⠀, ⠀ pausing ⠀ any ⠀ sort ⠀ of ⠀ terror ⠀ the ⠀ male ⠀ intended ⠀ to ⠀ wreak ⠀ on ⠀ the ⠀ poor ⠀ eleven ⠀ year ⠀ old ⠀. ⠀ “ ⠀ as ⠀ prefects ⠀, ⠀ our ⠀ duty ⠀ is ⠀ to ⠀ assist ⠀ the ⠀ first ⠀ years ⠀, ⠀ not ⠀ harass ⠀ them ⠀! ⠀ ” ⠀ stern ⠀ look ⠀reminiscent ⠀of ⠀ professor ⠀ mcgonagall ⠀ is ⠀ plastered ⠀on ⠀features ⠀, ⠀ tone ⠀ sharp ⠀and ⠀ authoritative ⠀.
TEETH FLASH with a menacing gleam , cold eyes fixed downward on the terrified first year cornered in the hallway . there had been no wrongdoing committed , no rules broken — but bordem usually led draco to get his entertainment at the expense of others . he is just selecting a spell to try out on his scrawny prey when that INSUFFERABLE voice pierces his ears . jaw clenched in annoyance , he lifts his gaze to glare at her . “ quit meddling in business that is not yours , granger . it’s unbecoming . ”
diaferon:
HERMIONE
fire creaks, the only sound that echoes in the room, legs pushed against her chest, brown eyes are lost in the distance, reflect of dancing flames echoing in her gaze. thoughts keep pushing themselves, striking brain like angry bees, every word she thinks of hurts though she knows the truth of it. three a.m. rings, clock’s bell echoing against the wall of the sleeping house. but sadness is 𝒶 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇, a cold one that has found a bed upon her heart, like a weight that makes breathing difficult, air stuck in windpipe for a second. muscles stiffen under flesh, back straightening against the cushion as deep breath is taken, trying to calm her features, trying to erase what remains of the angry shouts she exchanged hours ago with harry && ron. annoyance is a mask she places upon her face, hoping to dismiss the intruder, hoping to find peace again, peace to dissect their every word, to find her faults, to find theirs / for the blame is always to be laid at someone’s feet, better deserve it. but it’s the reason for their fight that’s standing there, mouth pursing in annoyance, small part of her hating her propension to defend what is right, to always defend what is right ( and malfoy has a right to fight with them, she doesn’t ask for anyone to trust him, she only asks for them to trust her ). eyelids flutter close for a second as the words she thinks land, the blow stealing her breath away for the time of a blink. ❝ you’re staying, malfoy. like i said you would, ❞ barely civil, her tone can’t conceal how much it takes from her to defend him, how much it costs her to do what she believes to be right.
HOW LONG SLEEP HAS ELUDED HIM , he cannot be sure , as each endless night weaves itself into another treacherous day . time and space exists in this alternate world only to tease and torture — sometimes a whisper of hope that the end is near , though rather usually a monotony that slowly leads one towards insanity . it’s during the mind - numbing black of night when he wonders what is real and what is made up — the surreality of a former life , of luxury and prosperity , compared to this hell that must surely be a nightmare . there is no other explanation for why he is here .
yet it’s the intrusive chill permeating even bone that terrifies him the most , the most convicing piece of evidence that he is ebbing away to nothingness . the uncontrollable shiver drives him from his bed many a night , to hold his hands before the whisper of a dying fire , ALONE , hoping to feel something . to blaze , to burn , anything but the cold that numbs him to his very core .
the early morning fervor has never led him to an encounter , but his luck runs short as a pale hand pushes open the sitting room door . barely a thought has struck before her eyes sear into what must be the ghost of his body , words sloughing a thick silence . there is nothing within him to argue , to even converse , yet old habits die hard : “ you have no idea how difficult that is . ”
hey psa but when people post headcanons, or metas, or even random little posts with a fun fact about their muse, like the post. if you don’t want to clutter your likes, comment with a ( ❤️️ ) emoji. interact with the people you follow. everyone has posted something about their muse before that they were excited about that no one acknowledged, and everyone knows how disheartening it is. it doesn’t take long or cost you anything, and it could literally make someone’s day. i think we as a community need to try harder to appreciate and encourage everyone’s effort in developing their characters, especially if they’re your mutuals. if you follow someone, show them why.
@appleyed said “did you think i forgot?” five word prompts
A SHAKY INTAKE OF BREATH , nimble fingers twisting together in a display of carefully - controlled nerves . the anxiety of facing her is nearly laughable , would be considered shameful within the crowd he was raised , yet the feeling comes suddenly and inexplicably . he should have never entertained her curiosity following their harrowing first encounter .
“ i haven’t the slightest idea of what you are referring to . ” tone is clipped , brows raised as if to question the legitimacy of her statement .
my inbox just exploded with memes so as is my custom i will now be casually avoiding it for a few days
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
"can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
"just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
searuin:
THEO
❛ that’s 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 to know draco … ❜ head tilts as he leans into a condescending smile with ease . ❛ but frankly ; i don’t have years to wait . ❜ unfair as it may be to take the frustration of failure out on a friend it is a move to be anticipated , if still unwelcomed . fuses run short this time of year so it is unfortunate they are most familiar with the cold , misplaced sort of anger .
a deep inhale and still only a fraction of realisation sets in that he is being unreasonable . apologies are very costly . ❛ more immediate solutions would be appreciated , but if all you can do is waste my time - - - i still have a lot of studying to do ! ❜
HE LEANS BACK in the plaid armchair , fingers drumming a steady rythym against the upholstrey while pale eyes lend a critical gaze to the fellow slytherin . owl tests have brought out the worst in everyone , but theo’s caustic replies simply glide off of draco . he’s heard worse .
“ might i remind you that you implored my help in charms , ” he drawls patiently . surely he could be studying harder for their looming exams , but true malfoy egotism has stalled any concern over his marks .
starsmaiden·:
ASTORIA
it’s all wrapped up neatly with a bow on top. she has even wrapped the small box up with green paper, the ribbon that dangles a striking red colour that’s sure to catch his eyes. a blush creeps up on her cheeks as light hues flutter up to look at him, a small snowflake falling onto her eyelashes. she doesn’t know why she’s so nervous , perhaps it’s because it’s the first time she’s given him a gift , or perhaps because it’s him she’s giving it to. ❝ here , i know we said no gifts but i couldn’t help myself. ❞
THE DAYS HAVE BEEN BLURRING TOGETHER , one oppresive blanket of gray woven into the next , with snow and bitter cold chasing every last person who dares to venture out back into their homes . draco himself has spent most of the last week cooped up in the small flat he recently rented to escape malfoy manor , and the lack of square footage was beginning to drive him mad . so when astoria called , he decided to brave winter’s wrath .
she hadn’t even made it inside , pushing the small red and green box into his hands as soon as they were both stood on the tiny step outside . so close he can see the tiniest snowflake land in the thick of dark lashes she looks up at him through . despite the blustery environment , her mere presence radiates WARMTH and color that envelope him tightly . it’s enough to make breathing suddenly more difficult than usual . . .
“ good thing i anticipated this and got you something as well , ” he muses with a rye smile as the box turns over slowly in his hands — he’d reasoned that astoria’s good nature makes gift - giving quite inevitable .
Color Palette Challenge #91 - Draco Malfoy
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Winter & Holiday Starters ❄️
Send one and I’ll write a starter based on:
⛄️ – our muses build a snowman together ❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out 🍗 – our muses have to cook a holiday dinner together 🍷– our muses wake up hungover after an office party and don’t remember what happened ✈️ – our muses go on a holiday vacation together 🎅 – one of our muses is dressed as santa and the other sits in their lap 💔 – our muses are both single on christmas 🎄 – our muses decorate for christmas 🍪 – our muses bake cookies together 🎁 – our muses exchange presents 🎤 – one of our muses tries to get the other to sing christmas carols 💋 – our muses kiss under the mistletoe ⛸️ – our muses go ice skating 👼 – our muses go to church services 💲 – our muses go to the mall together to shop for presents ⭐– our muses get dressed up for a holiday party