#ft. harry

[junghaerin]

who: @dadivosos (harry) where: his place

𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 harry’s bedroom door. three sharp knocks, and then she let herself in anyway. she hadn’t been in a mood before she got there. technically, she wouldn’t even admit to being in one now. but something in her had soured downstairs when the door to harry’s place opened and she was greeted by some… woman. some woman rin had never seen before, who looked irritatingly at home in harry’s place. she hadn’t been especially talkative, just let rin in with this casual, unbothered ease. so who the hell was she? “you’re not supposed to be working, you know,” rin said, before she’d even fully stepped into the room. it was a guess, because she knew him well. she lingered near the doorway, fingers curled around the handles of the takeout bag. “the…girl. downstairs. she let me in.” rin paused, then lifted the bag slightly, like evidence. “i brought food. but i didn’t realize it was supposed to be for three instead of two, so…” she ran a hand through her hair, trying very hard to seem casual and unbothered. as unbothered as the bitch downstairs. woman. the woman downstairs. rin wasn’t jealous, obviously. and if she repeated that enough times, maybe she’d convince herself. “i can go back out or something,” she added, a little too flatly. “get more. or leave. whatever’s less inconvenient.”

[selinagha]

who: @dadivosos (harry) where: crimson velvet

𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 waiting by crimson velvet's entrance, and her hand shot up, fingers fluttering in greeting, her face brightening at his presence. crimson velvet pulsed at their backs, its neon sign casting their shadows in red. “hi, thanks for coming out with me. seriously.” she glanced toward the entrance, eyes curious rather than nervous. “like i told you, i’m just…curious about this place.” she laughed softly, half-joking, half-thinking it through. “i mean, how hard could it really be to be a dancer? i have training. and a decent core. worst case scenario, if acting doesn’t take off, i pivot. very versatile of me.” she rocked back on her heels, grin widening. “anyway,” she added, nudging him lightly, “it should be fun, right?”

[gobbyqueen]

@osbornsun​​ | harry

😈 — “I hope you don’t mind me saying,” she began, heels clicking ever so rhythmically against the concrete. Approaching her date. “You got quite a bit of bark for being so eager to please.” It wasn’t as cut and dry as that, of course, but she did notice his willingness to go along with her ‘needy whims’ the moment she made them clear. She stops, in front of him now, close enough to feel his breath. Her eyes meet his, a shimmering crimson to their color as she grazed the edge of his psyche. A smirk trekked across her painted lips. “Or is it something else?”

[cartccnish]

drarry

@heartsfms​ playlist meme for draco malfoy and harry potter. listen here.

 1. ruin my life - zara larsson  you set fire to my world, couldn't handle the heat now I'm sleeping alone and I'm starting to freeze baby, come bring me hell let it rain over me 2. cruel summer - taylor swift  killing me slow, out the window i'm always waiting for you to be waiting below devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes what doesn't kill me makes me want you more 3. fuck, i’m lonely - lauv, anne-marie yeah, i still watch the shows you showed me i still drink that wine but these days it tastes more bitter than sweet, hmm and all my friends are way too drunk to save me from my phone so sorry if i say some things i mean 4. nothing new - ashlee simpson oh i can only be myself i'm sorry that's hell for you hey, so what's my damage today don't let me get in your way let it out like you always do the trouble between me and you is nothing new 5. malibu - miley cyrus is it supposed to be this hot all summer long? i never would've believed you if three years ago you told me i'd be here writing this song

[absolutesfm]

at six pm, draco was normally just settling in with a cup of tea, picking out what book from his shelf he was going to spend some time with before he returned to one project or another. he wasn’t expecting a knock on the door, and had to hold his mug in one hand and pad over to open the door with the other. he had a neutrally pleasant look on his face, until he took in who it was. a flash of confusion. “...potter? how do you know where i live?” @chrysvlis​

[lady-rosalie]

𝐰/ 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲.

for once in her life, jane loathed going to get a dress. she was back for the season, after this past years events, she was supposed to pretend that things remained the same. but she knew it was far from that. she had been walking back from the seamstress, with two of her father’s maids, back to her house. “could either of you run me a bath when we arrive, my skin feels itchy from all the fabric.” she asked the maids, though as they continued to walk, a sight in front of her brought her to a startle and stop in her tracks. the sight of the man she longed for all her life, and the one she had to leave behind. “harry...” she breathed, as she caught his deep blue eyes once more. suddenly, she looked at both her maids, who seemed unsure of what to do. “please do go ahead, i can find myself back later in the day.” jane smiled at both, before whispering to one of them “please don’t breathe a word to papa.” she begged. the maid nodded as they took off pass harry, and now it was just the two of them. but jane found it hard to imagine any words to him. “has it been a year already, henry aldwyn? you haven’t aged a day.” @lord-aldwyn​

[nouvelleslune]

@herisen​

“i know you were dead for two years and everything.” gabrielle started, eyes looking harry up and down. “but that doesn’t give you an excuse to dress like that,” she said, picking at harry’s shirt. retail therapy was her number one go-to whenever she was feeling, well basically anything, and it was her mission to force everyone to consider it too.

“we are going shopping. if it’s a terrible experience and you hate me after i promise i’ll buy you some drinks.”

[saffijackson]

where: harry’s room. when: after police report? at some point?? who: @harryzhangs​

Saffi and Harry weren’t exactly close, but they often found it helpful to have a study buddy for their text study course. They’d tried to find someone else, hitting the people they knew better before reaching out to Harry, but everyone else was busy. Plus, Saffi didn’t hate Harry, she didn’t really have anything against her. She honestly didn’t think Harry would agree, but there she was, in Harry’s dorm room, waiting awkwardly for her to get back from grabbing something.

Saffi wasn’t inherently nosy. Or, at least, she wasn’t trying to be nosy in that moment. She was just stretching her legs, trying to feel less awkward, when she noticed something under the bed. A part of her told her to leave her classmate’s stuff alone, but another part of her, a stronger part of her, was curious. Caught up in the mystery of it all, perhaps, against her better judgement. She bent down to take a look at it. A can of red spray paint. She picked it up; it had definitely been used.