“what Did These Monsters Do To You, Draco?”

draco & ginny : the defectors

Ah, these two. In a fight, they’re lethal. Around each other, they melt.

not me actually trying to draw something in digital after 10+ years without a pen or a tablet 

hopefully ginny & draco in progress (updated)

Draco used to say, that there were the kind of people who would fight for you until all hope was gone. And then there were the kind of people who would fight for you even beyond that. I know he thought Ginny was one of that kind.

serious question: what are your top-5/10 all-time favorite draco/ginny fanfiction? like, iconic drinny works, that everyone need to read (except misconceptions)? i want to read the classics + maybe translate something to russian (we have a lot of drinny shippers out here). 

they are literally the same

Pride and prejudice but make it drinny

Draco & Ginny

HP Next Gen Ships: Scorily/Scorlily

It was a big surprise to everyone when the most energetic Potter began to date the calm and collected Malfoy.

Lily Luna was very much a rocket in terms of energy: always shooting for the stars. She was loud and bubbly and bouncy. Scorpius Malfoy was usually seen with either her brother or by himself, either reading a book or parchment. When he was with her, Scorpius felt like the sky really was the limit, and yet when Lily was with him, she felt more grounded than ever before.

Their relationship was like the stars in the sky: better seen from afar, otherwise you would get blind at how bright they burned. He was the simple black-and-white while she screamed colour.

moodboards: otps ➡ Draco/Ginny (HP) requested by @gryffindorkx

“I don’t know if we should be alone together I still got a crush, that’s obvious If nobody’s around, what’s stopping us? Everywhere I go you show, whatever I don’t ever mind sharing oxygen I just wanna get lost in your lungs.”

“Please be careful,” she said. Draco looked almost amused. “It’s nice that you’re concerned.” Ginny’s next words came out of her mouth without any foreknowledge on her part that she was about to speak them. “I am concerned,” she said. “I love you.” His head jerked up and he stared at her, an expression of absolute astonishment on his face. She stared back. She would have thought she would be fighting to keep her expression neutral, but really she only felt very calm. She had said it. Let him do with it whatever he wanted. Although really, he must have known. How could he not? When he replied, it was with only one word, and not the one she was expecting. “Why?”