Hermione In The Forest Of Dean

VI. Floral

<- previous day

Draco was not distracted, and certainly not whilst brewing his potions. Draco wasn’t many things but if there was one, it would be his dedication. But that day his mind was lingering. On a soaked shirt sleeve and lips on a ceramic mug. On green eyes swirling inside verdant liquid.

So instead of adding a teaspoon of bog moss, he ended up using a tablespoon. He had to scrap the whole thing but the potion was easy enough to make if one was paying attention. It was a simple error to fix without much trouble. Except for the smell.

Draco, in the immediate range of the cauldron, was hit with a facefull of green fog. Eyes watering as he coughed deliriously, he didn’t notice Potter had walked into his temporary potion’s lab. 

There was a strained inhale of air before he spoke a bit muffled, “What happened?”

Draco looked up from where he was dying on the floor. 

“Nothing to worry, just a little mistake.” 

Potter raised an eyebrow but, smartly, chose not to comment. Then he waved his wand and the thick fog vanished from the enclosed space. However, the stink still lingered. As if it had absorbed onto every surface, Draco could feel it seeped into his skin. He urgently wanted to go upstairs and shower, to scrub at his skin until it peeled off and took the horrible stench with it. Then Potter waved his wand again and the air in the room shifted. 

The atrocious smell was gone. In its place was now a curiously floral tone. It took a moment for Draco to place the smell: honey and citrus. Potter’s refreshening spell smelled like honeysuckle.

next day ->

prompt list previous days

Mid-Story Lines Game

thank you for @jupitersbetrayal (her post) and @mourningliliesmorningglories (her post) for tagging me! I always feel like a hermit coming out of its shell whenever I get tagged lol

rules: drop a mid-story line from 10 of your fics/wips and tag 10 people

You're My Magical Spell | bakudeku, 12k

So who else could it be? Nobody ever visits me in the hospital wing.

I Will Put You Back Together | ankoha, 1k

She fell to the floor, still tightly squeezing her arm and sobbing. “This won’t bring me back.”

I'm Not Paid Enough to Care | xiaoven, 7k

Xiao asked a question that had plagued his mind the entire evening, “Are you staying in Liyue for long?”

The Enchanted Bicycle | xiaoven, 253

“Ta-da!” he exclaimed showcasing the band-aid as if it was a precious treasure. Xiao was, and always is, unamused by his friend’s shenanigans.

Now onto the WIP cove... These are all drarry lol

Five Apologies and Once Sincerest

He says again for emphasis, maybe it’ll finally cement in her brain how odd this all is. He knows she’s used to odd things as an Unspeakable but this has to be at least a slice of the cake. 

Capacity to Give Him All He Needs

You see, I was not completely honest in my last letter. The reason my husband and I no longer get along is because I suspect he is cheating on me.

Everything is romantic

Harry doesn’t have a moment to think. He’s over the counter in a heartbeat and his fist’s in Malfoy’s face.

I am tagging @smehur because you always tag me in these and I really appreciate it <3 Also to any other hermits who may see this and want to participate.

hang

There’s a moment that feels, every time, like suspension. When I can smell the wind off his skin and feel the heat of his gaze but I can’t taste the press of his lips. Not yet.

And every time, I hang there, strung up in the wires that run between my flighty eagerness and his silver restraint, until he sees whatever it is that he needs to see.

And then—he kisses me, and I land safely, swiftly. Every time. 

I’ll post some of this art separately later, but for now, here is the full set for the Twenty-Two Cards Anthology by peu_a_peu, bound by @phoenixortheflame

drawing i did instead of paying attention to my online class xd... i've been thinking a lot about spiderman harry x journalists draco, but i've only done this drawing about that one au 😥

WAKEY WAKEY

Thank you@mourningliliesmorningglories and @noctilucous for tagging me 💖

rules: shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first 10 songs that come up

1. Deeper Understanding- Kate Bush

2. Toxicity- System Of A Down

3. Oh to Be in Love- Kate Bush

4. Boombayah- BLACKPINK

5. Reaching Out- Kate Bush

6. Cities In Dust- Siouxsie And The Banshees

7. Bite My Hip- Bauhaus

8. Pink Venom- BLACKPINK

9. Rock Lobster- The B-52’s

10. (Don’t Fear) The Reaper- Blue Oyster Cult

tagging: @smehur @smugrobotics @katieloves @xalandrix @jupitersbetrayal

This is part of a continuous story, you can read the first part here. Based off this prompt list by @peachydreamxx and @uncannycerulean

Another three for three!

<- previous

XXVI. Droplet

Drip. 

A drop, a twitch of  his eye.

Drip. 

Another, the rustle of fabric.

Drip.

Draco’s eyes snapped open.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The percussion of water hitting the floor reverberated across his skull. With every droplet on the floor, cold and dull, the snap of wood, a fitting couplet.

A whine broke through the tune and a warm body covered his, heavy and real. He let the slow breathing hymn lull him to sleep.

XXVII. Grow

Draco had shown tremendous amounts of growth since the past year.

“Does this outfit say, ‘I’m a well-adjusted member of society?’” However, some things never changed.

“The blue looks good on you,” was Harry’s cute but unhelpful reply.

“God, you’re useless.”

XXVIII. Verdant

The courtroom was bleak and grey, exactly as it was last time.

Now there were verdant eyes that looked at Draco as he spoke. And so he knew this time it would end differently, no matter if the verdict were to be the same.

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ya gotta stop caring what people think and start being extremely weird. but never cruel. i think that might save you

“Authors should not be ALLOWED to write about–” you are an anti-intellectual and functionally a conservative

“This book should be taken off of shelves for featuring–” you are an anti-intellectual and functionally a conservative

“Schools shouldn’t teach this book in class because–” you are an anti-intellectual and functionally a conservative

“Nobody actually likes or wants to read classics because they’re–” you are an anti-intellectual and an idiot

“I only read YA fantasy books because every classic novel or work of literary fiction is problematic and features–” you are an anti-intellectual and you are robbing yourself of the full richness of the human experience.