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[darkistmalfoyhead]

A silver trio and H sleepover? YES PLEASEEEEE!!

It would be in the Slytherin common room because there was no way in hell the boys were going to pass of the chance to flaunt there house pride. They may or may not have gotten all the first years to polish the place up, the trio of prefects threatening to hand out detentions. Hermione coming over in her scarlet pajamas, confused why everything looked so shiny and nice.

After a few sips of spiked butter beer the four turn into a bunch of gossips. Zabini, the one who always looks like he doesn’t give a damn about others petty problems, shocking everyone with his knowledge of scandalous tidbits of information.

To Hermione’s extreme embarrassment, the boys yell at anyone who enters the common room to ‘get the hell out’ because they have a guest. All it takes is one look at Draco’s murderous glare and the poor students run to there rooms.

Theo with a scraggly, purple stuffed dragon. Draco mercilessly teasing him until to his horror, Nott procures his snake plushie cleverly tucked under a blanket. He’s blushing angrily, refusing to speak as Hermione laughs. Yet he forgets his anger, his heart melting a little when she plants a small kiss on the snake.

They all go to sleep near the flickering green flames, the boys arranged in a protective circle around Hermione. She’s fast asleep, Draco’s fingers twined with hers. Yet if a passerby so much whispers a slur or looks at her with disgust, three pairs of mavolent eyes shoot open, threatening to destroy them in every way possible. No one’s going to call her a mudblood on there watch.

Just the silver trio and Hermione being best buds makes my heart so happy☺️

[ahankar1610]

Scenes after Ron/Lav break up.

Hermione: Hey guys, when a guy breaks up with his girlfriend. What is an appropriate time before you make a move?

Harry: Oh, i'd say about a month.

Ginny: Really? I'd say three to four.

Luna: Half hour.

Harry: ...

Ginny: ...

Hermione: ...

Luna: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[yumenouveau]

Animagus chain! Keep it going with a gif or pic of your animagus and tag a friend or three

@moonllotus @ashes-and-ashes-dust-and-dust @gooseberrybrains @kattlupin @chromat1cs @thesleepiesthufflepuff @art-of-ame @meektheraccoon

[darkistmalfoyhead]

The Homework Club

Kinda a tangent off the previous post but man I love this concept;

Draco, Theodore and Blaise are failing horribly in Arithmancy. Malfoy is definitely not taking advantage of the fact that his girlfriend is the smartest witch in school.

They meet every Thursday in the library. The trio of boys lazily enchanting paper airplanes and resting there feet on the table until Hermione slides them off with a flick of her wand

Long hours of staring at textbooks, Hermione trying to teach the bunch geometry. She tiredly wonders what in the hell she’s doing when after Blaise takes twenty minutes to find the area of a square.

They gradually improve as Hermione offers rewards. She grudgingly blows her monthly savings at Honeydukes for the boys despite the fact that they’re the richest kids in school. Theo is a fan of Acid Pops.

Draco’s motivation is a bit different. Late nights of studying end with muffled protests and clothes on the floor. Ron screaming when he finds Draco smugly showering in the Gryffindor dormitory, humming to the Weird Sister’s.

And after the trio takes gets there first O on an Arithmancy exam, they proudly parade the papers around Hermione in the hallway, the biggest grins on there faces.

In celebration there is a sleepover of sorts in the Slytherin dormitory. Spiked Butterbeer is passed around, the three toasting to Hermione’s brilliant mind. She downs a bottle to hide her blush. The group laughing as she sputters, everyone lounging under a few blankets near the hearth.

Would y’all be interested in a Hermione and the silver trio sleepover…?

[darkistmalfoyhead]

Threats & Homework Answers

Draco Malfoy can’t seem to intimidate that insufferable, brown-haired girl into helping him. He tried threatening to kill her and raze her bloodline to the ground if she didn’t give him the homework answers in Charms. Hermione punched him in the jaw.

The trio of boys try everything- they need high marks to avoid getting disowned. Each attempt to seduce her on multiple occasions, flashing cocky grins and promises of a broom closet.

Draco managed to make her blush after remarking how he wished he could get scores like her’s. It was considered a win- she shrieked when Theo pinned her against a wall.

Now the whole school gets second-hand embarrassment as he runs through the halls, desperately complimenting her about her hair, essay and even the muffin she ate for breakfast. It was a rather magnificent shade of yellow.

Eventually she confronts him, the two angry and flushed in an empty classroom. So when he grumpily admitted that he needed her help with Potions, he was shocked that she didn’t say no.

Fast forward to long study sessions late at night, Draco fiddling with papers while Hermione slaps his hand to focus. They nearly get caught by Filch on multiple occasions. The pair running through the castle, hiding in the oddest places while Hermione wonders what she’s doing.

And when he gets full marks on his exam, he’s grinning like a fool because he’s going to live another day. He barges into Hermione’s Transfiguration class while it’s ending, proudly holding up his paper. She congratulates him but after the class laughs, her included, he embarrassedly shoves the paper in his bag, refusing to look at her until she showers him with praise.

[darkistmalfoyhead]

Birthday

Young Draco never had a birthday party. To him, birthdays were cold and lonely, his father only calling him to his study to dump another load of responsibilities on him. Dobby once saved him desert from his mother’s tea, discreetly wishing him a happy seventh. When he’d gone to Hogwarts, he told nobody. For him every year came with another burden. So the day he came home from work and found Hermione, Theo, Blaise, Pansy and even Harry in the kitchen surrounded by green balloons and banners he froze.

Birthday.

His father’s steely gray eyes looking down on him. The crack of the cane across his back before being told to scrub the floors with the house elf. His penance for nearly betraying the Dark Lord.

Instead he found a pair of smiling brown ones matched by a set of warm colored curls.

She did this.

For him.

For the boy who betrayed the Wizarding world by becoming a Death Eater. They boy who stood by and listened to her screams.

What are you waiting for, silly? Do you want to open presents? Is something wrong? Hermione rambled, worry slipping into her voice. Pansy put an arm around her and she quieted.

He merely smiled.

Well whatever it is, you’d better hurry the hell up. I’m missing dinner with Molly so this better be worth the time, Harry said flatly. Draco noticed he was carrying a small parcel that was horribly wrapped.

Shaking his head he sat down at the dinner table and they began to dig in. Soon the air was filled with laughter and conversation. All the while Draco had a foolish grin on his face, even after Zabini told him he looked like a baboon.

A birthday party. The grin disappeared after Theo dumped a bottle of champagne on his head and Harry gifted him his uncle’s old socks.

[darkistmalfoyhead]

Pansy Parkinson Would Be One Hell of A Dramione Shipper...

One day Pansy Parkinson stopped by to drop off some groceries to Draco and she finds him blushing into a shirt, mumbling nonsense.

He must have finally gone nuts. She made a mental note to call the asylum later.

Until she very clearly heard ‘Granger’. Deciding to probe, she sat down next to him, her back arched like a cat.

Are you going to tell me what’s up?

No, he grouched. He could be such a child.

Slytherin to Slytherin. Please?

Nope,

Fine, she sighed. Remember, it was your call,

Ten minutes later he was talking as fast as one’s mouth could run. She smirked. He wouldn’t admit it and now he was furiously whacking her with a pillow but it was what she’d suspected. His old love for Ms. Perfect Pants was reignited. He was acting so desperate that she almost told him that she and Granger were drinking buddies at work but decided against it.

Pansy strode out of the room, her black trench coat swirling around her. Conjuring a pair of lacquered red sunglasses and a bucket of popcorn, she left a gaping Draco on the couch.  

This was going to be one hell of a show.

She was going to pull some strings. For the unsuspecting couple, of course. Cracking her knuckles, she rapped on Hermione’s door. After all, what good wing woman would leave these blundering, oblivious idiots to there own devices?

And so the stalking began. She purchased a pair of high-quality binoculars and positioned herself by there favorite coffee shop, watching them stumble around like fools. There was no one watching the complex’s security cams so she happily volunteered, throwing popcorn at the screen when they did something stupid. Which, might she add, happened a lot. And when they had there first kiss, she snapped a picture and sent it to Draco’s doorstep. 

Pansy Parkinson. The largest dramione shipper of them all.

[darkistmalfoyhead]