#hugging meme

[asktheheirofslytherin]

Hug smol Delphi

Lord Voldemort looked down at the small figure tugging at his robes, and set his book aside. He reached down and pulled the toddler up onto his lap, where she curled up against him. With a nod, the book rose in the air and settled back into his hand, open to the page he had left off. The small girl looked up at him expectantly, and he sighed, beginning to read aloud. “The necrotic effects of the potion varies depending on the type and quantity of blood used, and the temperature it was kept at - for a weaker effect it is best that one - ” 

[minigiogio]

HI!!!

“what’s going on….”i’m sorry if i can’t draw them hugging migio together ;;

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Hug Severus Snape

The Dark Lord hovers in the doorway, watching as the potions master worked his craft, measuring powders, fiddling with the heat of the cauldron, crushing something under the flat of a knife, and so forth. He looked busy. And yet...Voldemort came into the room. 

“My Lord?” Severus asked, setting aside a vial. “What do you-” He cut off as Voldemort leaned in, hugging the man. 

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Bellatrix steps forward and spreads her arms towards her master. "My Lord, I volunteer." Whispering so as the others do not hear, "So you do not have to hug THEM!" (Pretend its not me tho. ANON)

Voldemort silently opens his arms to accept her embrace - he cannot speak, as the rules of the hugging magic bars him from uttering a word. Still, he is grateful - and yet, he knows even with Bella’s offer, there would be others to hug - she has only delayed the inevitable. But for now, he enjoys her familiar warmth, and tries not to think of the future. 

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Hug the dinosaur who headbutts stuff

Is....that safe? Its name is SWAT, I believe? Um... *opens arms and grimaces*

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Hug Harry Potter

Lord Voldemort looked up at the boy, bound to his father’s headstone as he spoke, gloating, laughing, gleeful in his new body, his rebirth. 

“It was an old magic...something I should have foreseen." He shook his head, his frustration turning into a gin once more as he came up to Harry, looming, his face twisted into an uncanny smile. “But no matter, no matter, things have changed. I can...touch you...now” 

And he leaned in, at first to merely touch the scar on the Potter boy’s forehead with a finger, but then changed his mind last minute, pressing his body against Harry’s, enclosing him in an awkward embrace, pinned between the carved marble of the headstone and the thin, cold body of the Dark Lord Voldemort for one, five, ten, fifteen whole seconds before pulling away, cackling.

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Hug the basilisk

Certainly. *hugs snek*

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Hug Rodolphus Lestrange

Voldemort nodded to Rodolphus at the close of a Death Eater meeting, indicating he wanted to chat. Rod obliged, staying behind and approaching the dark lord, waiting for an assignment, perhaps, or a question. Instead, Voldemort merely leaned in, pulling the other man into a lengthy embrace.