It’s the smell of it. Chemical. Bitter and sharp as a raw edge on metal. Just a hint of it as she passes him at breakfast — but enough to stop her dead, mid-step. There is Wolfsbane in his tea.
Don't Look Back by @onyx-and-elm
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It’s the smell of it. Chemical. Bitter and sharp as a raw edge on metal. Just a hint of it as she passes him at breakfast — but enough to stop her dead, mid-step. There is Wolfsbane in his tea.
Don't Look Back by @onyx-and-elm
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If you kiss me, will it be just like I dreamed it? Will it patch your broken wings?
He felt it all sliding off his chest a bit. Relieving that pressure more with every word, until he was talking so quickly that the words were almost blending together. Just tripping over themselves to getoutgetout. Finally, shifting off of him and onto her. To weigh her down like he was with it.
“Alarm woke me up, and then, there it was. Blood on me. All over me, and I saw this man – I don't know this man, Granger. Never seen him before. Didn't even know I was seeing him when I was seeing him, but I saw him. Had to. Because I remember, right? Of all the things I forget, I remember. Just a few seconds. Six seconds exactly. Just my wand moving, and the blood, and then he fell. With his eyes open.” She was against the wall now, and he closed the space, her eyes as open as the man's had been. As wide as hers had been that night with the blanket. He could just fall into them. “Just staring up. Looking at me, with his blood pouring out into the alley and my clothes a mess. Then it's over. So what does that say?”
“Get--” she whispered, her voice trembling like her hands were.
“I killed him.” He trapped her between his arms for just a second, pushing his palms into the wall with his breath on her ear, taking in the fear she showed that matched the one boiling inside him. Then she shoved him back. Slammed her hands into him and threw her body forward. Stepped forward, shoved him back, stepped forward, shoved him back. “I. Killed. Him. Are you happy now? Is this what you wanted to know? Was it worth--”
“Stay away from me, Malfoy. You're so...you're so fucked up,” she yelled, her voice thick like she was close to tears, and then she took off down the stairs. Left him there with his words, his admittance, the mess he had made.
A Kingdom Beside the Sea by everythursday
During a dual gone wrong, Draco is hit with a curse that begins to erase his memories. Stuck with Granger in a lopsided house beside the sea, Draco’s life and mind begin to unravel as he struggles to hold on to who he is while losing who he had been.
Draco and Hermione
anonymous asked → draco/hermione
“She feels time, heavy and cruel inside her chest, swelling up along her skin until she feels bruised by it. He was a horrible little boy, who became this man in front of her now. And while he stands there as a single speck among the hordes of war and loss, she sees him in sharp, bold lines against a backdrop of faint colors and other people’s lives. Because while Draco Malfoy is nothing to the world, he…he is everything to her. ” (x)
Mr and Mrs Malfoy