#dramione drawing

[elssiie]

A sweet kiss for the birthday boy from his favourite Gryffindor 

[inverted-typo]

I’ve entered my Dramione era

[doodleholic]

As the World Falls Down

[kelserlyspace]

"Do it, Granger. Hex me."

His gaze drops to her lips.

"Malfo—"

a/n: this art series took awhile to finish but I'm happy it's done. pls no reposting. ask permission first. 😊

I'm @Kelserly in instagram or twitter incase you wanna see behind the scenes of my artworks. :)

—K ♥

[velascoem]

“You know, it amazes me that someone like you has managed to stay friends with Potter and Weasly so long”

“Someone like me?”

[sevrinve]

anticipation

[arfisrar]

Fanart for 'Manacled' by @senlinyu🌹

The fanfic that got me into Dramione (and back into the HP world after many, many years). The impact this story has had on me, I cannot truly describe. There's a me that existed before reading Manacled, and then there's me after, forever changed.

I've read so many wonderful Dramione fanfics since then, but this one will forever hold a special place in my heart for captivating me and turning me into a dramione shipper (and giving me a crush on Draco Malfoy 🤭).

[swkod-art]

Manacled by @senlinyu

Thank you for this story.

[aleiinad]

another drawing of them 🐍🦁

[softkombuchaa]

Stuff Draco would say

[aplthree]

Day 18: Pride and Prejudice

“Are you enjoying one of my favorite books?”

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“What the bloody hell are you doing?” asked Draco.

Granger collapsed out of the horrid tangle and found her knees. “Yoga. What the bloody hell are you doing?”

Draco had seen this mysterious term on Granger’s schedule. “That’s yoga? What kind of self-inflicted martyrdom–?”

Now that he had ascertained that there was no immediate threat, Draco could take in the scene. There were candles flickering in a corner and soft music was playing. Granger was outfitted in those ridiculously form-fitting Muggle clothes, khaki green this time. Her hair was pulled into a French braid, thick as Draco’s wrist.

Granger was looking at him like he was an absolute bellend. “I was trying a Taraksvasana–”

“A what?”

“A scorpion handstand – I’ve been working towards it for weeks, and I almost had it, until you came in like a bolt from the blue and frightened me out of my wits!”

Draco was feeling increasingly foolish. He pulled his cloak closed to cover his pyjamas. There was little he could do about his bare feet. “What, pray, is the point of yoga?”

“Flexibility. Strength. Balance. Finding serenity.”

Draco eyed Granger with cynicism at the last bit. “Have you found it?”

“No,” said Granger. She got to her feet with evident irritation. “Kindly recalibrate your ring so you only show up in a real crisis.”

She flicked the Elektik lights on. Her cheeks were flushed. A trickle of perspiration was running down her neck. Her chest still heaved from her exertion. Draco could smell salt, female sweat, and the burnt wick of a candle.

His idiot brain took this image and immediately created several new neural pathways that had never existed previously, connecting the idea of Granger with the concept of sexy.” - Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love, Chapter 6: Finding Serenity, by @isthisselfcare

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DMATMOOBIL art 23/?

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Sketches to heal my soul

[ursdahlia]

first time parents 💗

[zelenyikitart]

Day 10: Idiots in love from @dhrmonth

Kisses 💋💋💋