#6th year

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Now I need a drarry fic based off this. Fuck sectumsempra, what if this is the curse Harry put on Draco during 6th year? What then!*!?@*

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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Precipice

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Draco:

Tears of Joy was a ridiculous notion. 

No one cries simply because they’re happy. 

Hermione:

Hermione gathered her things with careful precision, the small rituals of order steadying her hands. If the world were unraveling, then she would meet it with structure. Logic. Ink on parchment.

Order, she reminded herself, was a kind of mercy. Work was what kept the fear quiet, and the rhythm that kept her breathing. 

[maraudersheadcanons]

In the library

Remus: hissing “We are here to study.”

Sirius: “We are studying. I’m studying how beautiful your face looks when you’re stressed.”

James: from the next table “And I’m studying how fast you’ll die if McGonagall walks in right now.”

Sirius: *wheezing with laughter* “Worth it.” *crying tears of laughter*

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Sunset

He was just a boy

[green-character]

Do yall ever think about Parvati having to share a dorm with Lavender, her best friend, and Hermione, the best friend of her best friend's boyfriend, who definetly doesn't have a crush on him, while she herself abolutly doesn't have a crush on her best friend...

This year must have been hell

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAV COMFORT CHARACTER JAMES POTTERRRREE

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@jilymicrofics January Prompt 10: Bedraggled || 493 words || Read on Ao3 MICROFIC MASTERLIST

James pokes at the eggs on his plate, head cradled in his other hand as his elbow rests atop the table. The throbbing behind his eyes won't stop, assisted in their torture by every outburst of laughter, every scrape of a fork, and every slide of a bench in the Great Hall.

Perhaps, James reflects, it's time to ease up on the Quidditch after-parties.

Around him, Sirius, Peter, and even Remus are hunched over in a similar manner—not to mention the occasional sixth-and-seventh year Gryffindors who had made it down to breakfast—and he can practically feel the pointed stare of Professor McGonagall from the teacher's table as he focuses intently on the running yolk of the egg (it makes his stomach turn a little).

Peter snickers. "Get a load of Evans."

Dreadfully predictable, James heeds Peter's instructions, heavy eyes looking towards the doors of the Great Hall and spotting Lily—looking better than the bedraggled lot of them, though still a bit peaky from imbibing. She looks normal (which is to say, beautiful), with the exception of—

"Oi! Four Eyes, over here!"

James winces at the shout and slaps Sirius upside the head, earning himself a shove in return. The other boy chuckles as Lily approaches them, arms crossed as her eyes narrow behind a pair of round glasses.

"Go on then," she sighs.

"I thought you knew better than to take fashion cues from this bloke, Evans," Sirius prods, grabbing James by the shoulders and shaking him. "When did this happen?"

"I've actually had them for a few years now," she shrugs. "Normally wear my contacts but my eyes are a bit irritated after I fell asleep in them."

"Contacts?"

James' question draws her attention, and the raise of her brow kicks his brain into overtime. Contacts?

"Contact lenses. It's like putting the frames directly on your eyeball," she explains with a quick gesture to her face. "They're dead convenient, but haven't caught on in the wizarding world yet, apparently. The first time Melanie saw me put one in she screamed."

Remus shudders at the thought, and James merely blinks as his brain continues to process this information. Lily Evans needed glasses. How had he never noticed?

Also…contact lenses. All the perks of vision without the hassle of glasses? He'd be unstoppable at Quidditch if he didn't have to worry about the blasted things falling off his face.

"These contacts…" James starts, leaning forward with interest. "Where would one get a hold of some?"

"Afraid you'd need to see a Muggle Optometrist for that, Potter, so you might be out of luck." She pours a glass of pumpkin juice and takes a contemplative sip. "Count yourself lucky, though. At least your glasses add to your appeal." Leaning over, she takes a rasher of untouched bacon from his plate with a smile and turns on her heel as Dorcas and Mary drag themselves through the doors, leaving a stunned James Potter in her wake.