#for phoebe!

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Spin the bottle

This is a gift for my lovely @phoebe-delia! I love you so much and I hope you know how much everyone appreciates your amazing writing, funny jokes, and (of course) you! Hope you have a good day, Pheeby Deeby.

Harry did not want to be here, surrounded by his peers who had something to smile about.

The shrill shriek of Pansy was enough to raise his head from his drunken stupor. The empty bottle of Firewhisky was pointed at him, and he felt his jaw drop. Draco stared back unblinkingly.

“Harry, you don’t have to—” Hermione started, but he waved his hand in dismissal before she could finish.

Green eyes met gray.

“Rules are rules,” Harry said, the edges of his lips lifting without his permission as he crawled across the circle. “And you know me."

Draco laughed, his shoulders moving in a careless shrug. "Potter always follow the rules.”

Harry leaned in, and Draco met him in the middle.

[keyflight790]

Hi! I'm Phoebe, and I'm a big fan of your work! (I wanted to name some of your fics but I literally can't there are too many ghdfdlfghadk, but I'll say "Catching the Niffler" and "Quite a Big Mission..." and others). As a baby fanfic writer myself, I've been inspired by a lot of your stories, so thank you.

I love 8th-year party games fics, so that's my idea for your prompt request. But if that doesn't inspire you, feel free to ignore it! I look forward to reading whatever you write. <3

@phoebedelia this was so fun to write for you!

I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me

Eighth year had started like any other; the train picked them up at Kings Cross at the same platform, all of the students wearing black robes and pushing their carts and carrying their pets. The train wound its way through the mountains and over the rivers and finally made its destination. The castle lit up the sky as the first-years got on boats and the rest of the classes got into their Thestral-drawn carriages.

Thestrals they could all see.

But that was it, the only reminder of the war. The castle looked fine, every stone tucked back into place, every torch happily lit. It was as if nothing happened.

Everything had happened behind those castle walls.

He had run away from those walls, like a coward after everything he had done to destroy the place he had affectionately thought of as a second home for seven years.

So many had died there.

Potter had died there.

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[[ Papyrus Starter ]]

              “OH. MY. GOD..” Papyrus put his hands together in glee. Man.. unicorns were just some of the most beautiful things in the whole world, in both forms. “PLEASE, MAY I ASK TO BRAID YOUR MANE?” Heck, if there was one thing he could change about himself, it would give himself glorious long hair. 

    Imagine how even more attractive he’s be!!! Nyeh heh~!!

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