“I love when there’s brawling in the Love Chamber,” sighed Selwyn, who did seem to be enjoying herself. “It’s so romantic.”
-Blood and Gold. Chapter 68: The Perpetual of Fate
I immediately was drawn to this character and have I told you how obsessed I am with Blood and Gold? Yes?! Well, here is another post about it. 😅 Probably the best Tomione story out there and I am on my knees with how it is turning out! I cannot wait for the next chapter ❤️ Euphenia Selwyn is a perfect character and I was so inspired to draw her.
Read Blood & Gold here
Eternally grateful to the amazing @obsidianpen for the gift she gives us and this is a gift for you! 😘
I wanted to be more creative this year, but instead I created this. I have no words. Just a thanks to the random Mickey Mouse short that inspired this hot mess of a drawing that I spent way too long on.
Click for better "quality" and to zoom in on some fun ridiculousness that I added. My favorite is Draco's school photo. Poor Harry can only get a basic background 😂
This is an utterly ridiculous drawing I did after viewing a viral video of a little girl's princess birthday party where someone dressed up as a dragon and the princesses ended up beating the dragon up.
Here is the video 😂
I totally imagine Uncle Theo deciding to dress up for Lyra's 3rd birthday even after Draco insists it's not a good idea. He probably only figures out Draco is right when she starts to chase him and then beats him up with her plastic sword and shield.
With Blood and Gold coming to a close next year, I reworked my previous art over the holidays because of how excited I am to read more of @obsidianpen amazing work!
This is the first fanart piece I did using #procreate and I am super nervous to put it out into the world, so I hope someone enjoys it! I learned a lot using this program and how to use shading/shadows/light - I know I have a lot to learn and I’m excited to use 2025 as a year of creativity and random art drawings, particularly for the HP fandom.
If you haven’t checked out Blood and Gold by @obsidianpen - I implore you to check it out now!
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(I’ve added both art with and without title - click image to check out some extra details and better quality! )
Sirimione fanart piece. Inspired by a short drabble I wrote. This will be a multi-chapter piece coming sometime soon. 🤞
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I've added the mini prequel drabble below - let me know what you think 😘
//Sirimione//
Mermaid Hermione
Marauders Era
The first time she saw him was under the old moon as he threw his head back and laughed to the stars, his dark hair wet against his neck and vaguely smelling of a canine.
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The next time she saw him he was sitting on the rock that edged the lake, his boots thrown haphazardly in the grass behind him and his feet moving through the still waters. He had a cut above his left eye but he seemed distracted by something else.
Her youth made her foolhardy and she itched to help him, if only to see his face break out in joy like the first time she saw him. Before she was able to make a decision, he stood up abruptly, threw his laced up boots over his shoulder, and turned away from her and her home.
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The first time he spoke to her she wilted under his gaze when he told her her eyes were curious like a kitten. Then he ruined the moment by asking to take a closer look at her tail and she drenched him.
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The first time she touched him he was unconscious and floating down towards the very depths of her home. Her panic seeing him drown made her act before thinking and she pulled him towards the surface, her powerful muscles allowing her to cut through the water quickly.
When she broke the surface, gasps came from the weathered bank where a group of other human males gathered in desperation. She pulled him towards the shore and the other males helped him out of the water. She fled.
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The first time he showed her his magic he conjured a delicate crown made of twisted ivy and a beautiful ivory water lilly. He told her of his friend with glass circles on his face and how he loved the flower.
He placed it carefully on her brown locks and thanked her for saving his life claiming his life was now hers. He smiled at her blush on her near translucent skin.
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The first time he spoke her name, he was reading to her as she leaned on the wooden boat's stern. Her language too difficult for him, she was content to listen and learn, but he insisted on knowing. She didn't understand, for it was a foreign concept to her.
The others in her home treated her with caution because she looked and acted differently. He pointed to his name in the sky and then pointed to her looking down to the text in his hands. His brow furrowed in deep thought for a moment before he closed it with a decisive snap.
“Hermione” and smiled brightly to her.
*
The first time he kissed her, her webbed fingers got caught in his black tresses and she almost took half of his head of hair. He laughed loudly and kissed her again.
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The first time she spoke his eyes widened and then his face returned to a painful sorrow.
“Good….bye?”
She was confused. She looked up to him and his friends as they floated on the lake's surface looking equally sorrowful.
“We will see each other again, Kitten”
She swam next to their boat until her muscles seized and she couldn't go any further. She returned their waves, but not their smiles.
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The first time she performed magic she used a worn, almost disintegrated book that had been thrown in the lake long ago.
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The first time she breathed air without gills, the lake was quiet save for her gasping breaths under a low full moon.
The first time she walked her thin, unsteady legs gave up before she could fully emerge from her old home.
The first time she saw herself in the lake's reflection, she tilted her head back and forth curiously. She noted her youthful looks, freckles replacing her scales, and her body thin and flat when it was once curved.
The first time she wore clothes was when an old wizard approached her cautiously and covered her small body with a soft blanket.
The first time she asked about him was the first time she cried when she was told the tragic tale.
The first time she made a wizard's oath she learned that she would need to protect his godson.
“Don't worry, we will keep your secret and help you start a new life, in exchange for helping me”
The old wizard smiled but his eyes held deep secrets.
The first time she felt distrust she knew her life would never be the same again.
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