Of Drought And Downpour - Chapter 7

That evening, Hermione took extra care drying her hair, shr put on some makeup and wore the black skirt-suit with sheer black tights with a sexy seam at the back and she transfigured her black patent leather stilettos and clutch to be the same shade of green as the corset top. The skirt hugged her arse and legs down to her knees, the jacket had a wide opening that closed under her breasts, leaving the corset in full view, and then flared slightly to her hips. She took a deep breath before opening the door when Malfoy knocked.

H. Good enening, Malfoy.

She said the words as she swung open the door. Then, she saw him. He was perfect. He was wearing black slacks, perfectly tailored to hug his edible quidditch-trained thighs, black loafers, a light grey v-neck jumper that perfectly matched his eyes and a crisp white ooxford shirt. His smile faltered the moment he saw her.

D. Ah. Err. Ghgh.

He shook his head, trying to focus.

D. Good evening, Granger.

PART 3

TO BE CONTINUED

Just because I need my mum to get better 🤞🏻

Why sleep, when you can chase plot bunnies? Sleep is overrated anyway.

New Dramione short story coming up soon, inspired by the song "It's raining men".

Timeless by alexandra_emerson is, in my opinion, a true masterpiece. It kept me on my toes the whole time, and the sheer amount of planning this story must have taken is humbling.

Trailblazing & Stargazing - chapter 26

Trailblazing & Stargazing

Of Drought and Downpour - Chapter two

A Dramione story, with a tiny Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover (in the following chapters) inspired by the song 'It's Raining Men'

“Ladies!” said Pansy as she sat down in a plush, turquoise armchair at Sugar & Spice. “Did you see the Prophet yesterday? Skeeter went all out with her spiteful comments. She’s calling us troublesome! But it was good advertising. The shop was so busy today, I think I’m going to have to hire new clerks, and quite possibly double my sewing crew.”

“I had to ward the floo against Harry on Sunday! He kept calling, asking me to get back together.” Ginny scoffed. “He sent a bloody singing gnome while I was in a training session today. With flowers and a poem! Not even an original one, he basically plagiarized the one I wrote for him when I was eleven! I don’t know if it was more embarrassing or ridiculous. And then…” She paused for suspense. “He wrote me a letter, three sentences really, saying that we can wait till after the World Cup to have our first child! He still doesn’t get it!”

“Godric, he’s persistent! I’ll talk to him, Gin.” Hermione chuckled. “I received so many owls I lost count. From every man I’ve dated, save from Ron, including the ones who are now married!” She smirked. “I incedioed them all! I’m totally fed up with men. The toys I bought the other day can keep me happy for a while. I need to detox from all the drama and the paternalism.” She said rolling her eyes.

“Oh, those toys were a smart purchase! I tried the one that looks like a little bunny and it provided for a very entertaining hour. I can’t wait to try the others!” Luna giggled.

“A toast!” Laughed Pansy lifting her cappuccino. “To muggle sex toys and letting men stew in their own juice!” The others followed her example.

Trailblazing and Stargazing Chapter 33 🔥

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/149157793

On Tuesday morning, they all headed back to King’s Cross to put the children back on the Hogwarts Express.

The moment Draco and Ron met on the platform seemed to be taken straight out of an old Spaghetti Western movie. Hermione could almost hear the whistling in the background as they stared at each other, in a defensive stance, for a few, interminable, seconds. Harry stood on the side, his hand on his wand, ready to whip it out of its holster, just in case. Ginny, Carter and Hermione watched expectantly. Time seemed to visibly stretch as the air shimmered between the two wizards.

“We should have brought popcorn.” Whispered Ginny. Hermione, despite herself, snorted a laugh.

The tension broke and Draco stepped forward extending his hand.

“Weasley, it’s good to see you.”

Ron took a deep breath before pushing his hand into Draco’s. “Malfoy. I’m going to try and trust you and your son with both my girls. Don’t. Make me. Regret it.”

“I assure you, we both have the best intentions.” He nodded seriously.

Hermione rolled her eyes. “Very well, boys! After this nice, patriarchal, display of fragile masculinity, can we please get back to saying goodbye or are you two planning on having a measuring contest right here on the platform?”

Ginny laughed loudly, Draco and Ron blushed and hurriedly turned towards their respective children, Harry rubbed the back of his head and sighed.

Rose and Scorpius were throwing glances at each other and blushing every few seconds. Rose had, indeed, managed to have a private chat with both Ginny and Fleur and had been blushing at random intervals ever since. Seeing Scorpius again seemed to make the blushing deeper and more frequent.

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Hi! I'm afraid not. I'm new to tumbler and still figuring out how it works. But I have it all in my highlights on Instagram. I'm sorry it's messed up here. I'll try to figure out a way to put it in some order.

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