#dracxnem

[cxrmac]

+ dracxnem, thelogicaltwin, dariusaugustusdravitiuis, katarinadimitru

“And who might you be...?”

[sassmonsterforbes-blog]

[ dracxnem ]

"So what do you call this? Sloshed right? Tossed? Aren't there like eight different words for drunk where you're from?" Caroline giggled, her fingers tapping against her glass. 

[msmysticblondie-archive]

dracxnem said: /THIS IS BASICALLY DRACO’S FANTASY DONT EVEN TOUCH ME RIGHT NOW OMFG

{ OHMYGOD! that means I did something good!           yay }

[cravesattention-blog1]

my opinion: you= hella fab

tell me your honest opinion of me

nah son dat u

[anondracomalfoy]

first impression: what the fuck is this brilliance, now impression: what the FUCK is this brilliance??!?!?!

I

I'M SO????

I'M SO??????

[malfoytrash-blog]

WHO KEEPS BREAKING MY TAG #my FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS

[bewxtched-archive]

           "If you are going to judge me by my hair, at least give me a decent explanation."

[sizeisnoguarantee-archive-blog]

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Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.

     Ginny was not a person easily broken in the physical sense which was good considering the force with which his pale hands had slammed her against the brick wall. Breathe had been forced out of her lungs and before she’d had a chance to regain it his lips were on hers.

     Thoughts flew through her mind, clouding her logic as a blizzard obstructs the landscape. Why this was happening she was not sure. Mere moments ago they had been standing in the main part of the pub, the expected barbs flying between them as spectators stood around.

                                                       But now.

     Now the witch gave in and instead of seeking to harm with her mouth she instead allowed it to provide pleasure. Her hands twisted into the fabric covering his torso, using the advantage to pull him closer. Tilting her head to the side she moved to deepen the kiss, to become further intoxicated by the whiskey lacing his tongue.

     Alarms went off in the back of her consciousness. They were screaming to proceed with caution. That this did not make sense. That there was going to be awful twist in the end. But she did not care.

                       Not tonight.

                                              Not now.

     Right now all she wanted was to feel good. And the weight of Draco Malfoy pressing against her, keeping her present, serving as proof that she could still enjoy something in life.

                                                                    that felt g o o d.