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Cold hands, warm hearts ❄️❤️
Written for The Twelve Days of Yule Bash hosted by the amazing @thethreebroomsticksfic 🎄
Summary: Ron, Hermione and Rose create memories during the season’s first snowfall.
Prompts used: first snow, hot cocoa, gingerbread, Weasley jumper, fireplace ❄️☕️🍪🧶🔥
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The Beginning of Everything
It's day 4 of Weasley Week over at @thethreebroomsticksfic which means it's time for our favourite big brother, Bill Weasley!!
It also means my first ever attempt at writing Bleur. I think this might be the beginning of a new obsession.
Snippet:
Her beauty drew his attention the first time he saw her. It drew his attention again the second time.
But his appreciation of her beauty was quickly surpassed by an admiration of her.
Because she wasn’t just beautiful. She was whip-smart and quick-witted, and she wasted no time in flirting wildly with him. A wink in a meeting, a hand lingering on his shoulders when she passed him in the lunchroom, a coy smile over drinks with their colleagues on a Friday night.
His mates at work thought he was mad for not acting on her interest straight away. ‘How often do you get the chance with a Veela, mate?’
He had his reasons. She was young, he was fighting a war that the world didn’t want to face yet. But the more time he spent with her, the harder it was to say no.
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Just a little drabble I wrote for TTB's Halloween Feast Drabble's & Molly Weasley's Birthday.
CW: Implied character death.
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One, two, three, four and five, six, seven.
The counting started when Charlie was born, keeping track of her rambunctious children had always been a challenge.
Then came the friends who appeared each Summer. Some stuck around, others didn’t. Some left and returned many years later. They were all counted.
Even as her children went to Hogwarts, then left home, she counted them. She knew where they were.
There were forty-nine candles on the cake in front of her, a table full of people surrounding her, friends and family who had survived. But the numbers didn’t add up. They would never be right again.
One, two, three, four. Six, seven.
The 1
I was walking through the Hogsmeade, keeping pace with my racing thoughts. I saw the Three Broomsticks ahead and walked in quickly, rubbing my hands together against the cold that overtook them. I continued to rub them together as I walked to the bar and ordered a large butterbeer. After receiving it I grabbed it and walked to my favorite booth that remained open, just in sight of the door. I sat down and took a few sips letting the warm liquid run down my throat and warming me up from the inside out. I was staring at the table till I heard the door slam open again.
I looked up, not expecting to see anyone that mattered, but the flash of white-blonde hair caught my attention, and my breath. I coughed a little and realized it was him. Draco Malfoy. We’d dated all through school but had broken it off our last year. He’d been acting different, and our lives were clearly taking us in different directions. I stared at him, willing him to turn around. He ordered his beer, and I was thankful he was alone. I couldn’t handle seeing too many people from school. The last year, after the school was rebuilt was the hardest of my school career.
I’d isolated myself and become a shell of who I was. I’d been torn between true friends, the love of my life, and doing what was right. I wasn’t fully paying attention until I realized that our blue eyes had connected. I saw the instant recognition cross his face before the sly smirk escaped from his lips. He sauntered over, his usual walk, and sat down across from me. “Well, well, well…. what do we have here? Blythe Blackwell.”
Giving a sly smile I held up my glass to him. “Draco Malfoy. I see age hasn’t treated you well my friend.” He chuckled under his breath and shook his head as he took another drink of his butterbeer.
“I’d say the same to you, but it’s a damn lie. You look incredible.” He got quiet, something Malfoy wasn’t famous for and then his voice dropped. “How have you been?” I let my tongue drift over my teeth anxiously.
“I’m doing good. Just the same old stuff. Trying to keep myself busy at the Ministry. How about you?” His eyes scanned the bar lazily, but I could tell he was nervous.
“Yeah, I’ve been good. I didn’t expect to see you here, honestly. I haven’t seen you since….” His sentence drifted and I knew exactly what he was talking about. I remembered screaming at each other in the Slytherin common room about how distant he’d been. Him telling me he couldn’t tell me why, or who he’d been sneaking around with. I had slapped him and walked away. And that was it.
I nodded in agreement to the statement and cleared my throat nervously. “Yeah, Sorry about that.”
He broke out in a small grin again and shrugged. “Yeah, well, I think I probably deserved that one. Ya know, I thought I saw you at a bus stop in London a few weeks ago, but I was too chicken to say anything to you.” I smiled slightly again after taking another drink.
“Since when does Draco Malfoy have nothing to say.” His face fell, slightly, just enough to show emotion and mine mimicked his.
“Since the girl who broke my heart stole my words. I wasn’t sure you’d want to see me, if we’re being honest. We ended so piss poorly I was almost certain I’d earn another slap if I talked to you, even after all these years. I wasn’t sure what you’d have to say. I have a lot of regrets, you know?”
I traced the rim of my glass with my index finger and stared at him for a few moments before clearing the lump in my throat away. “Yeah, I mean I think we were both to blame for that. I also have regrets, quite a few.” He raised an eyebrow at me with curiosity.
“I guess you never know. I just wasn’t sure how to salvage us anymore. Not after our last fight.” I let out a smile as I pushed my drink away slightly. “But we were something, don’t you think so?” He chuckled in agreement. We’d practically ran the school when we were together. The Slytherin King and Queen.
It grew quiet between us, and then he spoke in a whisper so quiet I wasn’t sure he’d said anything. “If my wishes came true, it would’ve been you.” I stared him down, because I’d seen his lips move but I wasn’t sure he’d said it.
“But it would’ve been fun, if you would’ve been the one.” I said it loudly and proudly, so he knew how I felt about our past. Lord knows we’d both grown up since the last time we’d spoken. And lord knows that I knew we’d both moved on in our own ways. But he was always the one that got away to me, and I figured I was the same to him.
Everyone saw us ending up together, but things had drifted so far from us when we ended it seemed like we couldn’t be fixed. He wasn’t saying anything, but I couldn’t help myself at this point. “I constantly resist this temptation to reach out to you. And I wonder, if one thing would have been different, would everything be different today? I know I have no reason to dig this grave up another time, but I constantly wonder about you.”
He stared at me for quite some time before he cleared his throat. “I’m sure it would have. I have no doubt in my mind that…. that things would be different for us now if we had been the us, we are now, then.” I nodded, because I knew he was right. I knew that if Voldemort hadn’t have gotten his grasps in the Malfoy family, things would be different for us. But all that was in the past now.
The door burst open just then and I heard my name being called following a small girl’s voice. “Mum! Can we get ice cream, dad said I had to ask you.” Malfoy stiffened as the little girl ran to me and wrapped her arms around me. Although her father and I were no longer together we did share a huge piece of both our hearts together.
“Sure dear, tell your father I’ll be right out. I’ll catch up.” Aria eyed Draco before running off back to her father. I smiled at Draco. “No little ones for you?” He gave me a small smile and then a shake of his head.
“Astoria detested children. And then when we split up, she had two with her new husband.” He shrugged and I felt anger go through me at the sound of her name. She’d always hated me in school and had always had her eye on Draco. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine Draco and I ending, much less moving on and getting married to other people. I sighed deeply.
“I’ve got to go, can we catch up again, sometime?” I stood from the table, leaving a few coins by my almost empty butterbeer. He nodded enthusiastically at me as he stood as well. Catching my arm in his hand he leaned over and kissed my forehead, as he towered over me.
“Anytime. Just owl me and we’ll meet somewhere.” I nodded and looked up at him.
In that moment I wished things were different. I wished I had gone back to him. Fixed things. Ended up with the person I was supposed to be with. But that’s not how life works, and I’m still not sure we were fixable to begin with. So, I patted his arm, walked around him, and out in the brisk cold back to reality. But already looking forward to the next time I got to see him.
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