Today, Forever
“There’s one more thing. Fleur Delacour…you remember, the girl from Beauxbatons, who was in the Triwizard tournament our fourth year? She’s married to Bill Weasley and happens to be one-quarter Veela. She and Bill suspect that contact with your Chosen was the event that triggered your inheritance.” Harry swallowed. “And that I am your Chosen.”
Draco swore under his breath. “The Chosen One is my Chosen. That’s mad. Mad, and impossible.”
I wanted to share this gorgeous moodboard that @novareblogs created for me while in the early stages of writing this fic. She’s been one of my biggest cheerleaders behind the scenes, and it’s incredibly fitting that we both started and ended this journey together with the same posting day for 2018′s Drarry Big Bang. (You can read her submission, No Wizard is an Island, here). Thank you so much, lovely, for everything.