#Draco Hermione friendship

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i know in retellings draco always befriends hermione because he's a nerd or whatever but this morning i was thinking of a retelling where draco befriends ron because he literally just bribes him. like he sees that harry won't bother with him and lbr no one wanted to be friends with first year hermione but ron seems like he'd be easily bought and draco's dad told him those are the easiest people to get on your side. and also wouldn't it be fun to steal away harry potter's anointed best friend?

so he's like "i'm willing to forget you laughed at my name on the train" and literally just buys ron things until he stops being indignant. he buys him a new wardrobe. endless sweets and toys. he writes to his mother like "hello i'm working on something here can u help" and narcissa is immediately on board.

and ron totally is easily bought. he really is. he pretends to still hate draco but also his mother taught him some manners so it's only polite to accept the little git's gifts. his siblings are sick with jealousy, it's great.

and slowly ron's like "maybe he's not so bad" and progresses to "yes he's weird but i've gotten him to stop with the slurs so" to actual friendship that harry and hermione eventually come around to, too.

[dutchbabey]

I love platonic dramione like when they realize they can both talk about their studies and what they’re doing and learning and they can learn from each other and Hermione learns about the wizarding world and it’s prejudice in a more intimate way and Draco learns about the muggle world and he realizes how much he has left to learn and the ways they both love their idiot boyfriends to death

[sofixx87]

Fears of Harry Potter characters

🌟Hermione Granger has atychiphobia.

For Hermione, grades were always more important than anything else. Before the exams, she worked all night and knew one hundred percent that she would succeed, but the crazy panic was still present. She was afraid that she wouldn't succeed. That the professor would look her in the eyes and say in disappointment: unsatisfactory, miss.

🌟 Ginny Weasley has pyrophobia.

After the Death Eaters attacked the Burrow and Ginny fearlessly jumped into the fire for Harry, she developed a fear of fire. She was afraid to even get close to the small source of fire. Weasley soon overcame this fear, but she could never use spells that cause fire again.

🌟 Harry Potter is claustrophobic.

Throughout his childhood, Harry spent the night and lived in a small room under the stairs. He was incredibly scared there, and he repeatedly begged his aunt and uncle to let him out of there, but they refused. For this reason, he developed a fear of closed spaces.

🌟 Ron Weasley is arachnophobic.

After yet another joke from his twin brothers, in which Ron almost ate a spider, he became terrified of eight-legged monsters. Weasley was ready to spend the night in another room if he saw a spider in his own.

art: Irina_kulish

[dramioneasks]

Dress - dramione_endgame_always - E, one-shot - After re-meeting as adults, Hermione develops an attraction to Draco (and his hands). Then she accidentally gets friend zoned by him. Deciding to take a risk, she buys a new dress for the sole purpose of him taking it off her.

[50044w44s]

Headcanons I have about Teddy Lupin <3

I don't picture father Harry much but i def picture godfather Harry like my life depends on it. Like, Teddy calling Harry "old man" and Harry finding it hilarious. Harry calling him Ted, or Ed, instead of Teddy, makes him feel important and validated.

And he calls them Mom and Dad, or Harry and Ginny, depending on the day. And he would occasionally talk about Remus or Dora and he'd say "My father" or "My mother" and people would ask him like, which one? And I think growing up he wanted to be an auror like his father (Harry) or his mother (Dora), but also growing up he came to realize that it wasn't that great of a job, and he decided for something else, maybe teaching.

He's really good at charms, and bad at transformations, he doesn't do bad at potions but he would never pick it. And for merlin's sake do not ask him to play quidditch because he will die and kill someone in the process. He's a big fan though.

I think he was the most gentle parented kid ever, along with the other Potter kids, and I think he has both surnames cause Harry didn't want him to feel left out of the family, but didn't want to take Lupin's name out. He hopes in the future Teddy will choose for himself which one to use more.

And I think that he wasn't traumatized by his parents deaths, he was able to process them and mourn them and finally listen happily to all the others had to tell him about them.

And I think Andromeda and Molly were the best grandmothers someone could ever ask for. And I think Draco was the cool uncle that offered him a smoke for the first time and was the one Teddy asked for advice with Victorie. And Ron and Hermione were the house he ran to to avoid all the rules Harry's strict ass had.

And he was a happy kid, who grew into a happy adult.

Anyways if you didn't notice, I love Teddy Lupin.

[elliebyrrdwrites]

Ended up working on this baby, instead. One more chapter left, my loves. And I am beside myself with how fun it is to write such a demented character. What that says about me, I do not know...

just a snippet, I suppose...

“Tell me about you and Draco, Hermione.” His voice was commanding and bitter. Something was very wrong. Dread sank into her skin, sparking along the endings of her nerves and causing her magic to pulse and flare inside of her chest. 

“No, I’m done.”

He stalked around the table, looming over her as she shuffled back toward the door. When her back hit it, she spun and began to pound onto the door.

“Pansy, Dawlish!” She called out, frantically pounding and pounding. Something told her that the door was sound proof and that all of this was futile.

She felt the energy rolling off of Beckett’s body as he came up behind her, pressing in on her as she spun to face him, her wand swiftly gliding to her hand from inside of her pocket.

Beckett was staring down at her, his eyes suddenly glassed over, with what appeared to be tears refusing to fall. He was crowding her against the door, and there was something frightfully frantic in the way he stared down at her.

“Do you have any idea,” He said, his voice near pleading, a single tear slipping out from the corner of his eye. “How beautiful you are?”

She inhaled sharply as he lifted a hand and tucked one of her curls behind her ear.

“Beckett,” She said his name like a plea or a warning. She wasn't sure what it was but, her voice shook and her wand trembled between her fingers.

He took in a long, slow breath as he leaned forward, his nose brushing against the tope of her head as his hand reached around her.

“Oh, Hermione.” He muttered. He sounded dark and whimsical.

[aelitnoe-chmo]

golden trio and draco malfoy but everything is finally okay and they're friends

[litamarch]

— You're awake again.

Theo turned and lifted his head to look at the girl standing before him. He was sitting on the floor, the lighter still in his hands, and a cigarette between his lips, which twisted into a smile.

— Can't sleep.

The girl shook her head and sat down next to him. She took the cigarette from his mouth, clamped it between her teeth, lit it.

— I thought good girls don't steal other people's things, Astoria.

Astoria scoffed and inhaled the smoke, filling her lungs with it, forgetting all the disturbing thoughts that had been going through her head before. She looked up at the stars. Peace.

Theo took out another cigarette and lit it, lighting it.

— What happened, Theo? Why are you here?

Theo was silent. He looked up at the night sky, which was clearly visible from the Astronomy Tower. Found the constellation of Cassiopeia, the Great Bear, and the Dragon.

— It's because of them, right? It's them again?

Theo rested his head against the pillar and turned his gaze to Astoria. She understood. Understood this gaze. He tried to smile but Astoria knew he was actually sad. She put out her cigarette, moved closer to Theo and rested her head on his shoulder, one arm around him. Theo's voice was hoarse when he spoke.

— It's always them.

my babies friendship and Theo's struggling because of Draco and Hermione

[katie-krum]

Little, short story ;)

Like a good old married couple - katiekrum - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]

[hp-fanfic-archive]

A Reflection of Yourself by Maeglin_Yedi Pairing: Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Ron Rating: T Word Count: 3k Podfic available here Read by: Maeglin_Yedi Length: 10-30 minutes Harry has a soulmate who lacks a soul. Hermione has a soulmate who is a twat. Ron has no soulmate at all.

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[minimindi]

Microfic May Day 17: worthy

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[fanfic-lover-girl]

I wish we had more Ron & Luna friendship moments in Harry Potter

“I’ll make Goyle do lines, it’ll kill him, he hates writing,” said Ron happily. He lowered his voice to Goyle’s low grunt and, screwing up his face in a look of pained concentration, mimed writing in midair. “I . . .must . . . not . . . look . . . like . . . a . . . baboon’s . . . backside. . . .” Everyone laughed, but nobody laughed harder than Luna Love- good. She let out a scream of mirth that caused Hedwig to wake up and flap her wings indignantly and Crookshanks to leap up into the luggage rack, hissing. She laughed so hard that her magazine slipped out of her grasp, slid down her legs, and onto the floor. “That was funny!” Her prominent eyes swam with tears as she gasped for breath, staring at Ron. Utterly nonplussed, he looked around at the others, who were now laughing at the expression on Ron’s face and at the ludicrously prolonged laughter of Luna Lovegood, who was rocking backward and forward, clutching her sides. “Are you taking the mickey?” said Ron, frowning at her. “Baboon’s . . . backside!” she choked, holding her ribs.

I love this girl! Best HP girl in my book lol!

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

Drarry prompt : Physical touch as their love language :)

So this may be like...2 years late. I have no excuses. I am so sorry. I hope you like this lmao, i haven't written for drarry in literal ages. It's short and cute and I wrote it in less than half an hour if im being honest.

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Touch was special to Harry.

At first it was terrible, coming from a household where every touch was violent and love was rare.

Hogwarts changed that.

Ron would throw his arm over his shoulder after a quidditch match and Hermione would fall asleep on his shoulder while they studied late. It was odd, but soon it became as easy as breathing.

Soon touch became the way Harry communicate. He'd lightly shove Seamus with his shoulder and press his knee to Luna's when he'd sit on the floor with her to listen to her daily rants. He'd kiss Hermione's forehead before she left a room and tug on Ron's clothes to get his attention. He'd make sure that he was always touching someone at some point.

Harry Potter was not a boy who was shown a lot of love through touch, but he expressed it oh so generously.

When Draco and Harry became hesitant friends in 8th year, Harry was nervous.

The war had not ruined his affinity for physical touch as a means of comfort, in fact, it may have exacerbated it.

But Harry did not know if Draco liked to be touched and with a friendship so rocky, he wasn't willing to risk it.

But like all things with Draco, everything just sort of clicked.

When they sat together for lunch in the great hall (a fact that made Harry giddy with joy for some reason?) he found Draco sitting close enough that their arms pressed together.

When they sat next to each other in class, Draco's leg would be close enough to brush against his every now and then.

When they sat on the couches in the 8th year common room, all of their friends sitting together, squashed up on the couches, Draco and him would sprawl all over each other, limbs entangled and unbearbly comfortable.

All in all, Harry loved it.

It was when they started dating that it all came to a crux.

It was their first year out of Hogwarts, and with Draco begining his time consuming journey of training to become a potions master, a relationship was the last thing that you would assume could work out.

But they made it work, they always do.

Harry didn't care that Draco had odd hours because he had to sometimes check on potions at weird times in the night, he didn't care that sometimes Draco would spend entire afternoons reading on potions textbook or the other, he didn't care that sometimes Draco had to cancel plans last minute because his mentor was an utter ass and had Draco running at his beck and call.

It should have bothered him, especially as early as it was into their relationship as it was, but it didn't.

He didn't care becauss when Draco got back from his odd hours he would always kiss the crown of Harry's head, and get back into bed, going back to spooning him like he never left. He

didn't care because when Draco spent entire afternoons reading, he always did it on the couch next to Harry, his legs curled up next to him and his body leaning into his, and afterwards he would kiss Harry and thank him for being so patient with him. He didn't care because everytime before he got back from his mentor he would kiss Harry on the cheek, and hug him, tightly, promising that as soon as his internship was done he would never cancel plans again because he knew how important stability was for Harry.

Harry was never that good with expressing how he felt, but he loved Draco Malfoy, and he expressed that very clearly. He expressed it in the way he linked their pinkys together. He expressed it the way he hugged Draco from behind when he made coffee in the morning. He expressed it in the way he swung their hands when they walked anywhere.

And Draco loved him, oh how Draco loved him.

Draco loved him in the way he let Harry bury his face in his neck when he was cold. Draco loved him in the way he put his arm around Harry's chair when they went to pub nights with their friends. Draco love him in the way he pulled him close when they were dancing. Draco loved him.

Touch was everything to Harry, it was how he loved and how he wanted to be loved.

And oh, how he was loved.

[sofixx87]

Hermione: Pans, why are there so many difficulties in life?

Pansy: Idk, are you going to change clothes or are you going to go in these rags?

[dramioneasks]

Growing Sideways - CatchCathWriting - E, 21 chapters - After escaping to France after the Wizarding War, Hermione Granger finds herself back on British soil with no direction in life. As she finds her way, old dramas haunt her and Hermione Granger soldiers on as she has always done, until she breaks down. As she rebuilds herself, she finds support from the most unlikely of people. And she can't keep her eyes off of Draco Malfoy as they work together to try and close his Auror case that has been open for too long.

[filthy-mudeoki]

Always mine

She had known from the start that it was not true love. Yet, she had married him anyway. Perhaps this was the fates punishing her - a lesson learned, wisdom gained and all that shit... so maybe that accounts for the cheating spouse (soon to be ex), the meddling in-laws, and a new magical bond to content with. But that new fluttering craziness with her heart every time she sees him? It’s not wholly new but in a way it is now that everything is changing.

Either way, her life is a little (a lot) of a mess right now. She can’t help but think the fates are enjoying this a little too much.

Or

Ron and Hermione’s marriage comes to a startling and shattering end but her sassy, snarky lovely Slytherin’s don’t dare let her wallow in misery. They gently (and not so gently) help her heal and put back together her life, as a new bond is fighting to make itself known.

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