How To Post For Dramione Month 2024

I have three modes of reading

Dont read

Read a 500 page book in a day

Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion

This comment right here made me smile. I will get back to this story, it's not abandoned, just on hold.

A Rather Inappropriate Potions Master

Part 7 is up. No text today, we get down to business. Though Draco does try to be a gentleman.

Trying to work on a cover

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 36

This week has been tiring and I haven't managed to write a single word. Luckily I have a few chapters ready. I hope you like this chapter. I'm off to bed now, I'm exhausted!

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Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 31

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On Saturday morning, Hugo had a guitar lesson and Rose met with some friends from her primary school. Hermione stayed at home and read a book, trying not to think about the upcoming conversation with Ron.

In the afternoon, the three of them went to Central London for some shopping in the muggle shops, went to the cinema to watch ‘The Croods: A New Era’, which had them laughing the entire time, and stopped for dinner at a small kebab restaurant not far from their home. Hermione enjoyed spending time with her children, they were growing up to be beautiful humans. Once home, after Hugo had gone to his room to play his guitar again, Hermione asked Rose to stay with her for a moment.

“I know it’s none of my business.” She began, clearing her throat as it felt constricted. “And I won’t ask you questions. But I want to make sure you’re fine and you’re being careful, with Scorpius. In case you’re having, or planning to have, sex.” Hermione looked into her daughter’s eyes, trying to see something, anything, in them.

“Mum! Do we really have to talk about this? It’s embarrassing!” Rose visibly cringed. “Can’t I talk about this with Auntie Ginny? Or Auntie Fleur, maybe?”

“Rose, I’m not here to ask details. You have your friends for gossiping and swooning over boys. And I’m sure Auntie Ginny and Auntie Fleur will be more than happy to help if you have more… practical questions. I understand that talking about such things with your mother may be uncomfortable. Even though I do hope you know that, if you want to, you can talk to me, about anything. I’ll never judge you, I want to be sure you know that.” She paused, waiting for a sign from Rose. When she nodded, mildly exasperated, Hermione continued. “I’m here to make sure that whatever you chose to do, or not do, you are prepared. Do you know how to cast a contraceptive charm?”

Rose shook her head. Hermione demonstrated the wand movement and recited the incantation and then asked Rose to do it. She managed it on her fourth attempt. Hermione made her try again a few more times, just to be sure.

“Good. Now, we should talk about consent.” She said when she was happy with the results.

“Mum, we’ve already talked about consent. A million times.” Rose whined.

Aparecium by LadyKenz347

Aparecium by LadyKenz347 is a beautiful book. It's a romance, not a lot of action but plenty of feelings. Some minor angst and lots of fluff. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

reblog for a bigger garden :)

(update: per request i’m going to draw this at the end :D)

Trailblazing & Stargazing - chapter 15

Hermione was thoroughly exhausted after a very long work day and hoped to be able to go home soon, but the education reform was too important, she had to see this through.

When she stepped out of the floo at Malfoy House, still wearing her work outfit, she was surprised to see Malfoy waiting for her and not Carson.

“Hello, Granger.” He said with his trademark smirk. “Are you done saving the Wizarding World for today?”

He was wearing a black suit with a crisp white Oxford shirt and a dark green tie. Hermione felt extremely self-conscious, she had come here straight from the Ministry and looked a mess.

“Honestly, Malfoy. I’m haggard, I could do without further bullying from you. I read your memo, I visited Eniiyi’s memory of the hearing, I really don’t need to be here unless you’re going to be civil.” She chided, taking her discomfort out on him.

“Calm down, Granger. I was just joking, not bullying.” He replied, raising his hands in surrender.

“Do. Not. Tell. Me. To. Calm. Down. Ever.” She growled.

“Fine, fine. I’m sorry. Let’s get some food into you, before you bite my head off.” He took her arm and lead her towards the dining room. "You look llovely, by the way. Green looks good on you"

She huffed but went along with him. Mostly because she was hungry and her fridge was empty, and she did like this outfit very much and she was glad someone had noticed it, even though she was aware that she looked anything but lovely and he was just being nice.

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 17

Hermione made herself some coffee and waited on the sofa. When the time came, she took the broken mirror out of her pocket and unfolded the napkin, the moment it activated she touched it and she felt like she was being pulled inside a tornado. She landed roughly at the Portkey Arrivals gate at the Kingsford Smith International Airport. She went through the Wizarding security checks and then she met Ron. “Hey, ‘Mione! How are you?” He hugged her tight. “Hello Ron! I’m a bit drowsy but I have a potion, give me a moment.” She took the anti-disconbobulating potion from her beaded bag and drank it in one single gulp. She felt better and mentally thanked Malfoy. “Look at you, Ron, all tanned! You look like an Aussie already!” “I must say, things are going really well for me here.” “I’m so happy for you! And thank you, for looking out for my parents.” “You know I always cared about them, that hasn’t changed.” “What did the healers say?” “I’m taking you there right now so you can talk to them directly.” He held out his arm, when she took it, he apparated them to the Ursula Southeil Hospital for Magical Maladies. They entered the hall and Ron purposefully strode towards the information desk. “Hey, Mate.” He said to the wizard on duty. “I have an appointment to see Healer Alinta Cavanaugh.” The wizard checked the parchment in front of him “Second floor, ambulatory number 24, turn right when you get to the second floor, fifth door on the left side.” “Thanks Mate.” As they climbed up the stairs, they met quite a few healers along the way. Unlike the healers at St. Mungo’s, who wore very unpractical robes, the healers here wore regular muggle scrubs in different colors. Hermione and Ron reached the ambulatory and knocked. The door opened and a witch about their age, with dark hair, dark eyes and traditional tattoos on her forehead and chin greeted them, she was wearing blue scrubs. “Hello Mr Weasley. You must be Minister Granger. I’ve read a lot about you.” “Hello Healer Cavanaugh. I sure hope your source material wasn’t the Daily Prophet or you’ll have a really poor opinion of me.” “Oh no, don’t worry. I hate the Prophet.” She gestured dismissively.