#Dobby Flowers

[bl00doodle]

she deserves her nappy tbh

[kyuala]

ok so kyu n junghwan were two of my guesses for t5 so lets see if i can get the other 3 right as well. im thinking ruto jihoon n hmmmmm dobby!

[lilbeanz]

hello beanz, hope you're doing well! do you have any useless worldbuilding headcanons or jodt facts which are utterly useless or very mildly useful to the plot?

Hello lovely💗 I'm doing well, and I hope the same for you!

And gah! This is such a good ask! Definitely a thinker, too 🤭

The Useful Headcanons:

• The Wizarding World is called the Wixen World because fuck the patriarchy. (And yes, I realise both "wizard" and "witch" can be perceived as gender neutral, but typically, wizards are male, and witches are female (ugh👎))

• There are more magical schools than just eLEvEn, because as a wise man once said:

Take it from Hermione and Draco in GS,ch4:

“There’s around fifty in all of Europe,” Hermione began.

“Another fifty in Asia,” Draco carried on.

“Several in the Americas.”

“A handful of smaller schools scattered across the Pacific Islands.”

“And near a hundred in Africa.”

• Generally, wix are not homophobic, transphobic, or racist. Their prejudice problems revolve around blood and magical creatures.

Historically speaking, the Victorian era really fucked up Muggle society. And, yes, there was homophobic/racist ideology pre-Victorian era (1600s - 1700s), but by then, the magic and muggle world was already at odds with each other (Statute of Secrecy was eatablished in 1692) -- why would purebloods concern themselves with such trivial Muggle bigotry?

• Which leads me to my next worldbuilding point; Paganism. Traditional witchcraft and its influences on both the Wixen and Muggle worlds. Pureblood families are known to celebrate the Wheel of the Year -- equinoxes and solstices etc... Paganism existed before the statute and still exists into the Muggle world of course, which is how Muggles have wicca and the craft. Why Wiccan Muggles gather at Stone Henge for the summer solstice and all sorts. It just makes sense 🤌✨️

• Wolfstar. That's it. That's the whole bullet point. Just. Wolfstar.

• In Pureblood society, there is an unspoken hierarchy. The Malfoys' circle consisted of the Goyles, the Crabbes, and the Notts (and other notable Death Eater names), as well as the Parkinsons, the Greengrasses, and many other blood purist sympathisers.

Draco grew up with Greg, Vince, Pansy, Daphne, and Theo. The coming war will surely test the strength of childhood bonds...

• The divide between Draco and his father means Draco is becoming his own person as opposed to following in his father's footsteps. Draco finds himself striving to be a little more like his mother, and a lot more like himself.

The fire of rebellion flourishes inside him, but how far can he go before the flames grow out of his control?

The Not So Useful & Sort of Silly Headcanons:

• Crabbe and Goyle are not as thick as some people (*cough* Harry *cough*) perceive. Vince is a Transfiguration whizz-kid & Greg enjoys art.

• Pansy Parkinson falls in love very easily, but also very quickly moves onto her next meal -- ah, her next fixation.

• Mad-Eye Moody enjoyed a very relaxed year of his retirement from 1994 to 1995, with absolutely no home intrusions or attacks from dark wix.

• Lucius Malfoy has an unhealthy obsession with white peacocks. Especially his prized darling, Bartholomew Armand Malfoy the Third.

• Dobby has a cupboard specifically for storing all of his socks at Hogwarts.

• Professor Burbage had a groovy flower-power phase in the 70s.

• Harry sometimes finds himself talking to Draco's embroidered portrait on the Black family tapestry at Grimmauld Place.

• Erik, Nikolaj, and Katrina embark on a journey across America after graduating from Durmstrang. In their travels, they may discover many things...

I'm sure there's more! But here's what I can think of off the top of my head! 🥰💕

[celestemagnoliathewriter]

Knives and the House of Black

You know who loves knives? Members of the Black family, that's who. In my newer writings, I've been exploring knives and what they can do for the Black family. This is based in canon - Bellatrix has her handy dagger, which kills Dobby and wounds Hermione (and who knows who else), and Sirius gifts Harry a knife that can open doors (until the blade is destroyed). Personally I love the idea of the Black family having a love affair with knives.

In my micro fic for the @ladiesofhpfest's mini yesterday in honor of Bellatrix Black Lestrange, I introduced a tradition of Black family witches and wizards getting knives on their 13th birthdays. This tradition came out of the world building I'm doing in my Tedromeda/Remadora AU, Supernova. I've pre-written a good bit of the work, which includes some knife head canons. I'm happy to share them here, and if you're reading Supernova, you'll see how they all fit into the story as it goes on.

HCs for Black family knives:

Knives are goblin-wrought and imbued with a ton of familial magic. Droplets of Black family blood are folded into the silver to create a particular blood magic that prevents Black family members from harming each other with their knives. The blade dulls if it touches another family member.

How related do you have to be? The magic holds with concentration, so once you get past grandparents, it's lethal. E.g. Scorpius Malfoy and Teddy Lupin couldn't hurt each other because their grandmothers were Blacks, but their children could hack each other apart if they wanted to. This also means that Black family members' spouses are fair game - e.g. Bellatrix can play with Rodolphus as much as she likes (and she really likes).

The knives have magic of their own: when they're 13, the knives have the basic Black family magic, but when they turn 17, the knives have gotten to know their owner enough that a new, unique type of magic is revealed. (See below for each of their magics!)

The knife *always* returns to its owner unless its magic is modified or the owner is deceased. If the knife is stolen or lost, it'll come back the next day.

Black family witches wear their knives around their thighs. The holsters are lightweight and barely noticeable. The holster is made of leather and the blade cleans itself within. Black family wizards keep them on their arms or in their pockets. The witches usually get daggers and the wizards usually get pocketknives. Either way, they're self-cleaning so they don't have to worry about dirty blood on their bodies.

The Black family magic can't be taken away, even if someone is disowned.

The knives are long enough to pierce the heart, or can be extended to do so.

The witches' daggers tend to be very ornate looking, with flowers, stars, or other patterns engraved in the handles. They're innocent looking until you're being stabbed and losing consciousness. Yay!

The wizards' knives are handsome and practical-looking. They look like ordinary pocketknives most of the time until you realize that they're about to shank you.

Now, for specific HCs on what the knives can do for each family member when they turn 17 (this is an incomplete list - it's what I have so far for Supernova, which is mostly centered on the Black family witches):

Walburga: her knife BURNS. If she's stabbing you with her dagger, it's going to scorch your skin and make your blood boil. Ouch.

Orion: his pocketknife is Walburga's opposite. It freezes, so imagine getting stabbed in the heart and then having your heart grow cold at the same time. Goodbye life.

Alphard: his pocketknife is a dual-purpose compass. It can give him directions as needed, but also points to what he most desires (think Jack Sparrow's special compass).

Cygnus: his knife temporarily blinds its victim. Not only can he stab you, but you'll be blinded for a hot minute, which makes it hard to escape.

Bellatrix: her knife ALWAYS leaves a mark. She can carve whatever she wants into whoever she wants. That scar is never going away.

Andromeda: her knife doubles as an escape. She can swish it around and create a quick bubble with which she can Apparate away as needed.

Narcissa: her knife changes shape according to her wish. This is useful with potions, but extra useful if she wants to inflict maximum damage on someone by using a serrated blade.

Sirius: his knife is the pocketknife that opens any door. He's clever enough to change the magic on it so he can gift it to Harry, because he's had enough of his family and Harry has more use for it now.

Regulus: his knife becomes invisible to anyone but him. It's an excellent way of being able to sneakily attack someone. You think he's going in for a hug or a handshake and boom, bye-bye life.

Nymphadora/Dora: this is particular to Supernova, my story, as she's being raised under different circumstances. Her dagger will heal her. When she runs her blade against a wound on her body (and her body alone) it will seal itself.

It's all fun, games, and knives, until one of them is fucking you up with their knife and having a fabulous time doing so.

[corneliaavenue-ao3]

My 2023 Hinny Wrapped

I wrote: 3 fics (x,x,x), 7 microfics (x), and one weird tumblr social media au (x) for a total of 20,533 words

I bookmarked: 31 fics

Hufflepup by GinFizz

Not a Done Deal by GinnyWPotter

Residue by EveSaintYves

Because It's You by OgdensOldFirewhiskey

TPFY Missing Moments by takearisk

Homerun by fightfortherightsofhouseelves

Things You Shouldn't Do at Christmas by akissincrisis

After the Leaves Have Fallen by tosca1390

The in Betweens (6th Year) by honeydukesheroine

dreams and schemes and circus crowds by transfiguredtoad

Tiny Bubbles by GinFizz

I Don't Need a Perfect Match, I Just Need Somebody by Willowingends

Seeking You by Startanewdream

Surrender by GreenhouseThree

yesterday we were just children playing soldiers by girlmadeofstars

The Protector by zurimadison

When the Morning Comes by NaruKoibito

Quidditch Is For Losers by GinFizz

Invisible String by thegirlwhowrites642

Like Circles on Water by GreenhouseThree

A Lesson Overheard by stonecoldhedwig

Dudley Dursley's Most Unexpectedly Fortunate Flower by aTasteofCaramell

Valentine's Switch by thegirlwhowrites642

I'm not on drugs, I'm just in love by Annerb

It Was Rare, I Was There by Celtics534

All the little pieces by TherestheSnitch

memento by gryffindormischief

Who Is Ginny Weasley Dating? by JohnMcHacker

take what i took and give it back to you by fairytiger

Brumous by SeriouslySam

Orchards by whinlatter

Drunk Prompts Written: 38

Times Prompted to write Ginny/Dobby: 3

Unpublished WIPs started: 5

Events Hosted: 1 - go read severalsunlitdaylights prompts

I had the time of my life with you hinny fandom. Here is to continuing the hinny fandom in 2024.

[smileyfacemojisworld]

Harry Potter Headcanons:

At Colin Creevey’s funeral, everyone put flowers on his grave except for Harry Potter- He gave a signed photo

During the battle of Hogwarts, Nearly Headless Nick lost his head and joined the headless horse hunt, leaving Griffindor without their ghost so Fred Weasley took over for him

During Ginny’s wedding, George danced with her twice, one for him and one for Fred

After Fred died, Lily took care of him just like Molly took care of Harry

George couldn’t produce another patronus cuz all of his happy memories were with Fred

Draco Malfoy used to play with Dobby as a kid

After the battle of Hogwarts, Harry went to find the resurrection stone so the Weasleys could see Fred

[sparklygardenbouquet]

Hi, I need some help trying to find a fic.

It’s a drarry soulmate au where your soulmark is a circle and when you touch your soulmate it turns into flowers which represent your partner. Harry and Draco find this out first year and become friends. This leads to the golden trio making friends whit the slytherins. They start to hang out in the room of requirement, Draco and Hermione help each other with homework. Because of this friendship some slytherins join the DA too.

That's what i remember from the plot, other than little parts here and there. Like that time when Draco accidentally summoned a wyvern and Harry befriended it and they asked its help so that Harry could complete the first task in the tournament, or the fact that Harry is a necromancer and Dobby gives him a book that can only be touched by him.

Another scene I remember because i found it funny was where after a battle someone asks Darco if his parents are alright and he responds that their probably fine but most of the death eathers in the manor aren’t and he’ll have to see how man more flowerbeds his mother made in the garden to know how many died.

so if anyone knows this fic could you please send me a link or even the title would be enough. All i know for sure is that it was a fic on ao3.

(Thanks in advance. And i’m sorry if there are spelling errors, english isn’t my first language.)

[dhr-ao3]

Hermiones New Groove

Hermione’s New Groove https://ift.tt/3T7XLEu by Anonymous Hermione had a great summer. Words: 361, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley's Uncle Bilius, Albus Dumbledore, Dobby (Harry Potter), Dean Thomas, Viktor Krumbs, Flower Delacour, Deadric Diggory, Sirius Black, Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy, Errol (Harry Potter), Pigwidgeon (Harry Potter), Weasley Family Ghoul (Harry Potter) Relationships: Hermione Granger & Harry Potter, Hermione Granger & Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley, Albus Dumbledore & Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger & Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger/Viktor Krum, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson/Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson, Albus Dumbledore/Pansy Parkinson, Albus Dumbledore/Rubeus Hagrid, Dobby/Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter & Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy & Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson, Pansy Parkinson & Dobby, Pansy Parkinson & Severus Snape Additional Tags: Goffik Hermione Granger, POV Hermione Granger, POV Harry Potter, Hogwarts Sixth Year, Hogwarts Fifth Year, Evil Albus Dumbledore, Manipulative Albus Dumbledore, No Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Dumbledore is a King, We Stan Dumbledore in this House via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/XZx3q9S March 31, 2024 at 01:26AM

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Florist!Dan Masterlist

A Blooming Love (wattpad) - POTATONIGHTMARES

Summary: Dan owns a flower shop. He’s a local florist in London, spending his days arranging flowers for various events and occasions.

A Different Form Of Art (wattpad) - princessssarcasm

Summary: Dan is a florist who spots a cute tattoo artist from across the street, whose name is Phil.  What will happen when the two meet?

Blossoming Love - dxnhowell

Summary: Pastel!Dan basically runs a flower shop by himself. Shy!Phil comes into the shop and orders some flowers. He’s quickly attracted to Dan and keeps coming back to the shop. Eventually, a friendship blossoms.

Flowers and Ink (wattpad) - CelesteJones

Summary: Phan AU w/ pastel Dan and Punk Phil Phil is a tattoo artist, one that looks intimidating to people who don’t bother to look deeper in him. But when Phil makes the daring decision to go talk to the cute boy who works in the flower shop across from him, will he be scared off or will he stay to unravel the mystery beneath the tattoos and piercings? Or perhaps does Phil find out what lays beneath the layers of flowers Dan hides himself in? People always say to never put ink on a flower so you don’t ruin it’s beauty but is that always true? Or does it make it even more ethereal?

I Dare You To Love Me (ao3) - starrywrite

Summary: AU! Dan owns a popular flower shop and has more of a passion for flowers than he does for people. That is, until Phil stumbles into his shop - and consequently into his life as the two develop a fast friendship and Dan finds himself all but infatuated with him. But there’s a problem: Phil’s engaged and Dan is the florist for his wedding. And even more complications arise when Phil begins questioning everything he’s ever known about love - and himself - when he realizes that the path to true love isn’t always… straight.

I lilac you (ao3) - Grab_My_Assbutt

Summary: for the tumblr prompt that Phil’s a shy Tattoo artist who has a crush on the florist across the street.

I Really Lilac You (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: florist/tattoo au where Phil’s the shy/flustered tattoo artist that tries so hard to romance the hot pastel florist across the street.

Jardin d'Eden (ao3) - wavydanrises

Summary: the one in which Dan is a single dad managing running a flower shop and dealing with his five years old son, and his new teacher is very easy to like.

let’s conspire to ignite (ao3) - jackiednp

Summary: Phil is a flower thief that Dan somehow can’t quite get rid of.

Painting Flowers (ao3) - starrywrite

Summary: AU! Stereotypes insist that tattoo artists are usually terrifyingly intimidating with big muscles and thick accents. And then there’s Phil Lester: lanky, awkward, and ironically afraid of needles, yet arguably London’s finest tattoo artist and manager of the infamous Ink Poisoning. Despite the fact that Phil’s life is considered, by some, to be a bit unorthodox, there’s nothing in the world he’d change about it… except maybe he’d like someone to come home to other than his hairless cat, Dobby. But it goes without saying that after the catastrophe that was his last relationship, Phil can’t help but to cling to the safety net that is remaining single.

And then he meets Dan Howell, the budding florist who takes over the flower shop across the street and soon after becomes “the pastel flower prince of his heart” (as dubbed by Phil’s best mate Katie). Despite insisting that he feels no romantic attraction to the florist, Phil can’t deny that that needles aren’t the only thing that makes his heart race anymore.

Rose Thorns and Needles (ao3) - galaxeephan

Summary: Dan’s grandfather passed his flower shop down to Dan, who finally meets the tattoo artist next door.

Something unbelievable (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan works at a flower shop and has a boring life until a tattoo parlor moves in next door.

Phil has always dreamed of owning a tattoo parlor and thinks that his life is complete, that is until a certain someone from the flower shop next door comes into his life.

The Flower Shop Punk- indiestripper

Summary: Dan is a bratty teenager who gets a job at a flower shop to try and buy an overpriced pair of shoes. However plans change as he grows close to the owner of the shop who is ten years older than him, and covered head to toe in tattoos.

Tulips Are Better Than One (wattpad) - xXSoManyToLoveXx

Summary: Phil Lester is a shy, awkward, talented tattoo artist. One day, a flower shop opens across the street from the tattoo shop, called “ Violets and Virtues”. Phil thinks he’ll find no interest in the pastel place, when he meets Dan Howell, a florist who works front desk, and is completely smitten.

Violets Are Blue (ao3) - lamphouse

Summary: There’s a boy who buys flowers from him. Dan’s a florist, so it makes sense. A lot of people buy flowers from him. But there’s not a lot who buy flowers as frequently as this boy does, and even less so that buy flowers for him.

When the Tattoo Meets the Flower (ao3) - BigRedEnergy

Summary: Florist!Dan wears pastel clothing. One day he decides he wants to get a tattoo. He goes to the tattoo parlor across the street and meets Punk!Phil. Phil awkwardly flirts with Dan and Dan thinks he might like the odd tattoo artist.

[warmerthanhotcoco]

to live for

Draco apparates to “Where Dobby is”, only to find said elf’s grave. At least Aunt Trixie’s knife didn’t hit Potter… Who turns up right when he’s about to leave. So he decides to stay a while longer with this… newfound friend/secret lover.

Tags: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Golden Trio, Post-Malfoy Manor, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, RIP Dobby, mild angst with comfort, gay wizard fluff, ✨Their First Kiss✨, just a lakeside Drarry date

A/N: To all this beautiful gayness in the world. Lol- And to my gay bestie. Faun, you'll always be the most casually beautiful, Pinterest-worthy girl in the world ✨ Have a lily from Drarry xx 💐

It was late at night, he could tell that much from the cold breeze humming from the lakeside. The Golden Trio had just returned from their first and probably last visit to Malfoy Manor. Harry Potter had just climbed into bed after a most tragic burial, and lay there staring up at the canvas roof of the tent. 

Merlin’s pants, it had been one mad rollercoaster ride. From being nearly caught by Greyback’s searchers… to Hermione’s hex-disguise on him… to Malfoy lying to save him… to Pettigrew meeting his long overdue end… to Dobby's sacrifice... 

Harry hardly had tears left tonight. 

The grief and exhaustion was too much. It was so bad for his friends that both had fallen asleep fast. Somehow, he was the only one up.

Nothing new there, I suppose.

The after-effects of Bellatrix Black's torture had been enough to make Hermione pass out onto Ron's lap over dinner. He'd left them both to their own side of the tent, a tinge of satisfaction at the whole ordeal bringing the two closer. 

But he couldn't ignore how it only made him feel lonelier. 

He shook his head and sat up, giving himself a slow moment of silence to see if he might just feel drowsy. Sleep never came. 

He slipped out of the sheets, dragged his feet outside. They had run out of whatever sleeping potion Hermione had, and the muggle sleeping pills were left at their last hideout.

Hands in his pockets, feet buried in the gravel (he ditched his shoes, too much noise), he took in a deep breath of the moist lakeside air and looked up at the sky. The crescent moon hung low overhead, lighting up the blanket of dark grey clouds. The sky wasn’t half as gloomy here as it was back in England. It felt nice. The warmth and brilliance of the moon was sort of a reassurance that he was safe here. That his friends were safe here. 

All at once, he was aware of a presence that radiated a feeling of security: a strong feeling of “I’m safe now” washed through him. 

Which was new given all he ever thought about was his friends’ safety. Others’. Most of whom he lost. 

Ugh, quit brooding, Harry. Let’s just… take a breather, he chided himself, walking across the banks to the little elf's grave. He could feel the warm presence still though he convinced himself it was merely the moon. His fingers wrapped tight around the wand just in case the presence was... deceiving. Another lie. 

Nothing had happened by the time he subconsciously stopped beside Dobby's grave. "Hello, Dobby."

The clouds cleared up a bit to shed more moonlight along the lake banks, and that was when he saw. Strings of elegant, shimmering flowers were strung around the headstone, wrapping up the rock firmly and yet tenderly. They were creepers of the finest, sparkliest lilies. The green of their stems and leaves, however, were an oddly familiar shade of dark green... and the flowers themselves had a magical glow to their even more familiar pristine, platinum white.

Years of duelling and fighting took action and made Harry grip his wand ever so tight ––

But one day of seeing the hidden truth kept him from attacking. 

So this was the “comforting presence” lurking in the dark… he lowered his wand. 

Harry heard a soft exhale. “You're not going to Sectumsempra me?”

“...you saved my life.” 

“Hm. Pity.” 

“What are you doing here?" The burning question spilt out of his chapped lips. What abominable reason could possibly bring... HIM... of all people... to this place, at this hour?

Draco Malfoy scoffed. “He was my elf before yours.”

Well, he had a point. Harry waited for any other remarks, any of the usual snarky comments... but none came. So he nodded, sat cross-legged on the sand, subtly shifting to the side. Draco walked into the light at last and Harry caught a glimpse of green turtleneck sweater and black coat. Draco pondered for a minute before sitting right beside the Gryffindor. 

Silence.

Both wizards sat there on the sand, staring at the white lilies glowing in the moonlight. Both are nothing but young boys being shoved into a war, left without a choice because of their parents. Both are young adults that were once merely children playing with Dobby secretly, in Malfoy Manor or Privet Drive: because neither family would have allowed it. 

Perhaps they both saw this at last. Perhaps they finally grew up. Perhaps that was why Harry waved his hand for a quiet wandless Accio charm. 

"Show-off," Draco mumbled when a Firewhiskey bottle flew somewhere out of Ron's secret stash and into Harry's grip. Harry held it out to his once arch-nemesis. The latter hesitated, staring silently at the dark, calloused hand before him.

Harry placed the bottle down, rolling up his sleeves.

“Those flowers—“

“They’re called lilies, scarhead.” 

“Right. They’re… nice.” 

“If that’s your best attempt at complimenting my magic then no thank you.” 

Harry sighed, shaking his head and taking another sip. He HAD to be drunk to be doing any of this. “They’re beautiful. Very.” 

“…Thanks.”

“But honestly, what’s with the green sweater?” Harry grinned. “Your mania over your house is far from just pride at this point—“

“It’s my favourite colour. For other reasons. Got a problem?” 

“What reasons to make the lilies look that greenish?”

“That was for you, you blasted idiot.” 

Green to signify Harry being Dobby’s closest friend? Or green lilies to comfort him? The way this is going, I’ll never know, the green-eyed son of Lily thought to himself, gulping down another two sips of Firewhiskey to calm his spinning head. 

Back to the silence. 

A slow breeze washed over them, splashing the string of lilies with a bit of moisture, sweeping over the grave. Both Gryffindor and Slytherin watched the draught glitter gold with sand; waltzing across the lake, away from them, over to the hillside. The lakewater splashed against the rocks, tide rising a little with the wind current. The gust of wind took away a lot more than just a pile of sand. Hatred… Coldness... 

He downed some more alcohol to hide the sudden smile. Silence was exactly what worked with the both of them, he concluded. They’d probably never be able to talk like normal humans.

“What are you, daydreaming?” 

Yep. This is exactly what I meant. “No, I realised we can’t ever talk without sounding like we’re duelling.” 

“‘Duelling’. A decent way to phrase it. I’d vote for ���murdering each other’.” 

“Well what do you want me to do, apologise? You started it!” 

“You’re the idiot who decided to go against all Slytherins just because of whatever we did as eleven-year-olds on the first day of school!” 

“Well I’m sorry but you were being ridiculously rude—“

“I just wanted to befriend you, but all you did was scowl at me, what—“

“Draco.” 

“… stop that,” the blond looked away, tossing a handful of grass at him. 

Harry blinked in confusion, seeing the tips of the other’s ears gleaming red. “I’m sick of calling you your father’s name, it’s stupid,” he shook his head, delighted he really was drunk. “You’re nothing like him.” 

“He reminds me of that everyday, thank you very much.”

“Ugh, I meant you’re more…” Better? Understanding? Handso— What— Harry, get yourself together. “Humane. Than him. You’re better.” 

The red crept a little down his neck. “Whatever. Don’t expect me to call you Harry.” 

“That would need a miracle,” Harry laughed. “But Draco, I did want to be a friend, you know. I was new to the world, and you were the first I saw at Diagon Alley. When I saw you again at Hogwarts, I was happy, actually.” He scoffed sourly. “Until you decided to ridicule my first friend, that is…” 

Draco remained silent, drawing doodles on the sand, having plucked off all the grass nearby.

“You know, your sticky glossy hair never helped your impression, I hated the sleek look.” 

That won a laugh. “Oh yeah?” 

“Yeah. Looks much better now though.” 

Draco laughed again, nervously ruffling the back of his head. “You’re drunk bad, aren’t you?” 

Harry shrugged and offered the bottle to him. 

“I don’t want Firewhiskey.” 

“Then what do you want?” 

The sparkling platinum head snapped up in surprise, eyeing him to see if he was joking around or if the tone really did mean anything this time. Draco found the eyes a bit too intoxicating, more so than the whiskey bottle below, so he diverted his gaze away from their sharp green and down to the pink, injured lips.

…Bad idea.

“Eyes up here, Draco,” Harry smirked. 

“You’re seriously more drunk than I am,” Draco shook his mane. “If you’re such a bloody Gryffindor and you know what I want then I dare you to—“ 

His slurring words cut off as a pair of hands cupped his face, pulling him closer. Soft, chapstick-covered lips crashed against chapped, dry ones. On reflex, Draco punched his shoulder and grabbed him by the collar, but when Harry didn’t relent — or rather kissed him a little harder — he let go. Let go of the eight years of tension and sat there, eyes shut, drinking it in. He couldn’t help but smirk: Harry seemed to be enjoying himself. 

“What are you grinning for? Am I that bad at it?” Harry whispered, pulling away panting. 

“Hm, fairly tolerable.” 

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” 

“Means you need more practice,” the Slytherin laughed. Wrapping one protective hand around the back of his head and the other cupping his chin, he pushed him onto the sand. Lips felt each other at first, before their tongues danced in a frenzy, like the draught of wind with its pile of sand. Harry found himself straddled and locked in place by a pair of perfect pearl-white arms. 

Not that he wanted to move away from this anyway.

Draco didn’t stop either, not until Harry tapped his back to come up for air. The blond rolled off the body underneath him and sat on the sand. Harry sat up to find him deep in thought, head hanging, skin aglow from the rising sun. “Draco?” 

“I have to go.” 

Harry felt his throat constrict, but nodded his agreement nonetheless. “You can’t stay? You’re not really with them… right?” 

Draco shook his head, openly denying it for the first time in his life. “I have no choice, just like you. Mum…” he bit his tongue. 

As it finally dawned on Harry why Draco was doing all this, he sighed. “I see. She’d be looking for you then,” he pointed to the specks of sunlight dotting the horizon. 

Draco nodded. “I…” He didn’t know what to say, or rather how to. So he rose to his feet, dusted off the sand. 

Harry stood too. “Erm,” he held Draco’s shoulders still to leave a light peck on his cheek. The Slytherin blushed hard, punching him lightly in the stomach while the other laughed. “I’ll see you around, Potter.” 

“Someday,” Harry nodded back.

And just like the wind, he disappeared.

“Thank you, Dobby,” he whispered, patting the grave. Because had it not been for Dobby, the Gryffindor hero who lost almost everyone, had just found another person to love, to live for.

[sybilltrelxwney]

cissy nodded politely. she had not particularly craved company since the beginning of her first year at hogwarts. she realized very early on that solitude was far more peaceful than enduring the presence of those whose words did not match their thoughts. “thank you. I will keep that in mind, but I must warn you that I am a bit of homebody.” the manor certainly reflected that. despite the impeccable upkeep and order, the massive home still appeared well lived in.

“we will take the tea in the reading room dobby. thank you.” the house elf vanished with a snap and cissy offered to lead sybill from the foyer and through a parlor to a sitting room with an excess of bookshelves and several velvet lounges. there was an interesting dichotomy of style in the manor, but every room now looked in narcissa’s particular aesthetic. large, arched panes of stained glass in art nouveau style contrasted the black and white marble that stretched the floor. any colors were rich and jewel toned in the fabrics of the room, and fascinatingly curated artifacts of magic or preserved insects and flowers. “where are you living now sybill?”

[dracossweetie1331]

request! i always love to see interactions between draco and his mum. maybe something through the ages, from childhood, to teenager, to adult. how she talks to him and how they interact. it always felt like they had a beautiful relationship in the books, with him getting those sweet packages, cannot imagine how having voldemort in the house might have influenced that.

summary: draco and our beloved cissys bond full of love

warning: not a draco x reader it’s a narcissa x draco a son x mom relationship

—————————————————————————————————— Narcissa’s pov

Today was fianally the day, my little boy was faintly going to Hogwarts! Of course I was so happy but I also felt a bit of sadness. Draco was going to Hogwarts his first step of growing up…..

“Draco, come on it’s time to go” I hear my husband calling in his stern voice,oh why can’t he be a bit softer. Draco came rushing down the stairs, a girl grin on his face.

he gave his suitcase to dobby and looked ready as ever. But I knew something was wrong. After Lucius when outside I called draco to the garden. He started urging me that we’ll be late and that we should head off but I just looked at him with a small smile.

Draco pov

I had a sick feeling that I might miss the train but with my father here I knew that would be impossible. I knew why mother had called me,like all mothers she had sensed something wrong. the truth was I was really exited to go to Hogwarts but…..I knew that I would miss my mother a lot, father on the other hand wouldn’t be a problem. I would miss her bedtime stories,when she told me about her favourite flowers and how she always was my motivational support.

“Something going on your mind dear?” Ugh she always knows. Instead of replying I hug her tightly. I hear her chuckle as she wraps her hands around me just as tight. “ I’ll miss you” i mumble. She looks at me and says “you won’t have to I’ll write to you so much that you’ll fell like im right next to you” I laugh.

“Time go hurry up now!” Father just had to ruin it didnt he. Hand in hand me and mother go to the carriage im starting a new life now and I know that she will unconditionally support it.

Hogwarts 1st year

mother was so happy that I had gotten sorted into slytherin she’d written so much in her past letter. I told her that the famous Harry Potter had made a very bad decision of declining my friendship and had formed an alliance with weasley. She told me it was very pathetic of potter to do so.i defiantly agree.She told me that father was pleased to , not that I care I just hope he wasn’t being a jerk to her.

Hogwarts start of 3rd year

Narcissa’s pov

He ran his hand through his hair for the 10th time.Draco had stopped putting so much hair gel thinking it would give him a mature look. Surely he looked so much more grown up with his hair aloof.

“Draco, stop messing your hair you look wonderful” i reassured him for the 5th time. He sighed and said “I don’t know what to do with it,it’s just so….. free” “then why did you stop using hair gel in the first place?” I asked. He cheeks turned the slightest bit red and I suspected that a girl was behind this.

“Uhh,you know just to uhhh look more slytherin” he said stuttering. I raised my eyebrow “your a malfoy, your the most slytherin anyone can look like , is there another reason?” I avoided my eyes and mumbled “well umm there’s this girl who said that she’ll date me if I loose the hair gel” I smirked. No one can hide stuff from their mother.

“Well then I’m sure she’ll swoon when she sees you, would you like to talk about her?” After some hesitation he started talking about this mysterious girl a little, soon enough he couldn’t stop. He went in for hours until Lucius called us to get to the platform. I wonder what dracos going to write in his letters this time.

Malfoy manor draco is at hogwarts 5th year

My owl swooped in and dropped a letter on my lap.i gave it some food and then sat down to read the letter.

dear mother, I hope you are well, I have a lot of things I’ll like to tell you. I think you already know about umbrigde right? Well I joined this group of hers which gives me extra credit. It’s not really fun but all the slytherin are doing it. We have to catch some rebellion potter has started , honestly he can’t let people enjoy a normal school year for once! I have some other news which is uhhh fairly hard to say or write…….don’t worry I haven’t got expelled it’s just that I think that……I’m gay………….just joking, did u freak out do u think father will if I do this to him? Anyways I’m not gay and I’m still dating pansy and no she is not the girl who I was attracted to in my third year,fathers writing me some suspicious letters everything alright? Love draco

curse Lucius! Why can’t he just shut up for once. The dark lord has been trying to recruit draco for ages. I can’t believe Lucius will agree to that! I’ll have to talk to him.

3 days before year 6

How could I have let this happen! Not only is my husband in azkaban but now I let my son take his replacement. I swore to protect him, oh god I failed miserably.

I knock in his door quietly. After 10 minutes he opens it. He looks so tired. All of this is because of me. “It’s not your fault mother” his voice brings me back . I shake my head and take his hand “your going to be ok draco you know that right?” “I’m going to do everything I can to protect you” he nods his head and to offer the little comfort I can give I hug him. I sigh in relief as he hugs me back.

time passes he fianally let’s go, he dismisses himself by saying he needs to do some research on his task, which was to kill dumbledore. If dracos life was not at stake I would crucio the dark lord until he was worse than the long bottoms. Honestly thinking that a 16 year old boy could kill atheist greatest wizard of all time I mean

he’s just a boy

but I swore to protect him. I will keep that promise and do whatever it takes. I guess it’s time pay a visit to none other than

Severus snape

[dougbowser]

i had a dream last night that i was playing gollum (which i kept calling dobby in my dream) and when the decision making screen came up his head split open like a cashew and just revealed a flower bud before he fell down a waterfall and died in a qte

[hazel0899]

I got a bouquet of flowers from the baby shower i went to. I put them on my pets graves just cause i could.

Yellow Flowers: Jake (Dog)

Small White Flowers: Jenny (Dog)

Large Group of Purple Flowers: Hilde (Dog)

Small Group of Purple Flowers: Huckleberry (Cat)

Large White Flowers: Dobby + Moose (Dogs)

[sungtaro]

most to least likely to like being gifted flowers in trsr

oooo hm !! i thiiiink

(most) dobby > jaejae > haruto > asahi > hyunsuk > yoshi > junghwan > jihoon > jeongwoo > junkyu (least)

mostly bc i think junkyu would find them to be impractical as a gift since they wilt/die and that's how his brain works lol . whereas the others close behind may find them pretty and appreciate them but ultimately would prefer something else as a gift . dobby/jae/ruto i think would find them pretty, appreciate the gift (or any gift), and like having them in their rooms !

[stephanieromanoff]

Angel to wispy for the ask game 😘

Oh my 😂 okay

angel; do you have a nickname? I have several. Here people either call me Stephanie or Steph, and irl people call me Be, Beba or Betine.

awe; how old are you? 21.

bloop; spirit animal? I think it’s wolf.

blossom; favorite book/movie/song? Fav movie is Mamma Mia, book is Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, and song currently is Lift Me Up by Rihanna.

blush; what was your stuffed animal as a child? A bear.

breeze; most precious childhood memory? The day my cousin (who I consider the sister I’ve always wanted to have) was born.

bubbles; do you have a best friend? I do, more than one.

buttercup; showers or baths? Showers.

butterfly; dream destination? Mexico.

buttons; are you religious or spiritual? No.

calm; favorite scent? Home.

candlelight; what did you dream about last night? I have no idea.

charming; have you ever been in love? I don’t think so.’

cozy; eye/hair color? My eyes are dark brown and my hair is currently ginger.

cupcake; favorite flower/plant? I don’t have one.

cute; what did you get on your last birthday? Alcohol and a card.

cutie pie; most precious item you own? My lesbian flag.

cutsie; what makes you happy? Being around people I like.

daisies; describe a moment when you felt free. When I traveled with my cousin.

daydream; how do you want to be remembered? As someone who made a difference.

daylight; favorite album of all time? I don’t have one.

dear; zodiac sign? Scorpio ♏️

delightful; concerts or museums? Concerts

dimples; have you ever written a letter? Yeah

dobby; dream job? Criminal psychologist

doll; how do you like to dress? Stylish and comfortable

dovey; any paranormal/magical experiences? No

dreams; do you want or have any tattoos? I do, 6

drizzle; do you believe in aliens? I believe there’s other beings around the universe

euphoric; talk about someone you love. One of my best friends. She’s been there for me since 7 grade and though we’re very different from each other she’s still like a sister to me

fairy; do you have a pet? I have 2 dogs

fluffy; ocean or mountain? Ocean

forever; where do you feel time stop? Idk

froglet; are you a good plant owner? I don’t really like plants lol

garden; how many languages do you know? 4

gem; who are your favorite tumblrs? You wifey

giggles; what is your aesthetic of choice? I don’t really have one

glittery; do you like anons? why/why not? I like when they’re polite

glow; list the top 5 things you like about yourself. I like my eyes, that I’m always on a good mood, I’m very optimistic, I like my hair and that I’m usually very calm

heart; silk or lace? Lace

honey; coffee or tea? how do you take it? Tea. No milk and no sugar.

hugsy; do you enjoy people watching or bird watching more? why? People watching ig, I’m not really into birds

hunnybunch; what sounds help you sleep? Rain

jewel; what's your favorite kind of weather? Not too hot or too cold and sunny (if I need to leave my house)

jiggly; what do you usually like to do on weekends? Watch movies or shows and hang out with friends

joy; do you laugh loudly or giggle more? I usually giggle

kinky; do you blush easily? Yeah because I’m pale af lol

kisses; what romantic cliché do you wish for most? Having a family with my future wife

kitty; what's your favorite time of the day? Afternoon

ladybug; what's your favorite artist to listen to when you're sad? I don’t have a preference on music when I’m sad

love; what is your favorite season and why? Spring because it’s more beautiful considering the flowers and stuff, and also because my birthday is on spring

lovey; what is your favorite flavor of macaron and ice cream? I don’t really eat macaron, but my favorite ice cream flavor is strawberry

magic; what are five flaws you have? I’m lazy, I procrastinate a lot, I can get angry very easily depending on the person I’m angry at, I get annoyed by people very easily as well and I don’t trust easily

moonlight; do you prefer soft pastels, warm neutrals, or cool darks? Cool darks

munchkin; what do you look for in your significant other? Loyalty and someone who is fun to be around

paddywack; how would you describe a perfect date? With someone I really like doing something I really like

pebbles; how do you spend free time by yourself? Listening to music

precious; what is something valuable that you learned in your life? I have to learn how to say “no” more often. It will definitely save me from uncomfortable situations.

pretty; do you like to cook or bake more? Bake

prince; how would vou describe vour handwriting? I feel like my handwriting is pretty if we’re comparing with kids handwritings, but too childish if we compare with adults

princess; do you play any instruments? if not, are there any you wish you could play? I used to play piano and guitar, and I wish I still played piano and learned how to play drums

prinky; how do you relieve stress? Listening to music

pumpkin; what is your favourite kind of fruit/ vegetable? My favorite fruit is strawberry and I don’t have a favorite vegetable

rainbow what was the last line of the last book you read? I don’t remember

roses; what is the most significant event in your life so far? My high school graduation

smile; what is one thing that has greatly affected you? Figuring out I’m a lesbian

shine; art or music? Music

shimmer; do animals tend to like you? Dogs yes

smitten; do you collect anything? Funko pops

smoochies; how many pillows do you sleep with? 2

snuggle; what is your favourite candy? Brigadeiro

snuggly; do you have a camera? if so, what kind? No

sparkle; do you wear jewelry? Earrings and sometimes a necklace

spooky; sunrise or sunset? Sunset

sprinkles; do you like to listen to music with headphones or no headphones? I prefer without headphones

starlight; what was your favourite show as a child? Wizards of Waverly Place

soft; describe your favourite spot in your house. My bedroom

soothe; digital or vinyl? Digital

squeezed; who do vou miss right now? My friends from uni

sugary; what traits do you value most in friends? The same I value in a romantic partner: loyalty and being fun

sunshine; do you prefer for things to be practical or aesthetically pleasing? Practical

sweet; do you find it easy to open up? It really depends on who I’m opening up to

sweetie; do you like kids? if so, do you ever want to have any? I love kids and I’d love to have some

thimble; is there somebody you look up to? who are they? My mom

toot; what is something you find unique about yourself? That I try to see the positive side of things in every situation

tootsie; what kind of friend are you? I’d say the clumsy one

treasure; what was something that made you smile today? Seeing my favorite cousin

velvet; are you an early bird or a night owl? Early bird

whiffle; if you could have a magical power, what would it be? Teleportation

whimsical; do you prefer doing stuff at home or going out? Doing stuff at home

whiskers; do you usually wear makeup? No

wiggly; are you a messy or tidy person? Tidy

wispy; do you like the place where you grew up? do you think you will live there when you get older? I don’t dislike it, and yeah I’d live here when I get older

Thank you for sending this, wifey 💚