Draco is small and the world is big when his mother takes him by the hand and points to the sky.
It’s a time of in-betweens. After a war, but before a war. After infancy, but before boyhood. After he’s learned how it feels to be loved unconditionally, but before he’s learned how love changes when it comes with conditions.
“Vesper,” she tells him, squeezing his small hand. “That’s the evening star.”
It’s so bright, he doesn’t even notice the dark beginning to settle all around it.
Winner of Best Prose, Most Creative Prompt Use, and Best Overall, and Runner Up for Best Romance in the Wizarding Writers’ World Quill Quest: Cocktail Party.
It’s funny just a few months ago I was like “I don’t think I can read WIPs I don’t know how I would handle waiting.” And now I’m having trouble reading completed works like all I read are WIPs lately
Malfoy’s Rune Scars.
dramione🤍
your eyes were brighter that the stars
Into eternity
from last winter at Hogwarts
“What if my writing isn’t good enough” write it out of spite (for those negative thoughts) because there is something called improvement which can only be achieved by, you guessed it, writing
Please send help. I can’t stop doodling the Lionheart kids. @greenerteacups
Hermione and Draco
Inspired by The Watergaw by ectoheart & smokybaltic
Midjourney
Hello this is my blog where I post about Dramione (and other fanfic things but mostly Dramione). My main blog is funkmasteralexx.
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